"Oh i guess it's good that i packed my swimwear then", you said. "Can i just pack out some of my coats and warmer clothes? Can't loose something that i don't bring with me", you asked.
"Sure, just put it on the couch. We still need to figure out a solution for a little problem", Felicia casually stated.
"What kind of problem?", you inquired.
"Well i might have had a dumb idea. To save some of our budget, i kind of didn't book a flight for you and Austin. Thought we would just smuggle both of you onboard."
That statement made your oncoming journey sound at least twice as stressful. Austin is a tiny like you and one of your closer friends. He will be equally as unhappy with Felicia's idea as you are, you thought.
"Austin actually bought a separate flight ticket, Steph just texted me", Felicia told you. "It was actually the last empty tiny seat on the plane".
You thought for a second. You definitely don't want to stay home. So the only option left would be to smuggle you onboard the plane.
Felicia and you started to think of ways to sneak you in.
"I could just wear cargo jeans and put you in my pockets", She thought aloud.
"That wouldn't work. They scan for any hidden tinies at the airport. Just hiding in your pockets won't make it", you explained.
You checked hiding in her luggage off as well, as it was too risky to be seen by the airport security, when they check her suitcase.
"And what about if i sneak you in as clothing of mine? Like you know, stretch you out?"
You blushed at that statement.
"Like you wearing me you mean?", you asked nervous.
"Noo i can just hide you with my other clothes in my suitcase, you dummy. Unless you want me to wear you", Felicia joked. She was playing with you again.
You hated that general idea, since it was programmed for accidents to happen. But as a disguise it could work. Arguing back and forth you both agreed on the plan.
"Okay now we have to think of what clothing will suit you the best. Given your size, something bigger is off the list. Don't wanna stress you more than i have to", Felicia stated.
You agreed to that. The smaller the item of clothing you will be molded to, the less pain from the stretching.
In the end it came down to either a sock, a bra, bikini or thong.
You voted bra and bikini top out, since Felicia's boobs were pretty hefty to say the least. Being molded to hold these orbs of flesh up, sounds more painful than the other options.
Felicia argued that a sock would make no sense either. "Who packs only one sock?", she argued.
A full bikini bottom would require more stretching than a thong, so you agreed on a thong.
"Alright, since we are doing this, one simple request. Please for the love of god, don't forget me", you nearly prayed to her.
"Sure thing, i bet you don't want to end up between those buns", she laughed, turning around and showing you her assets.
"Under other circumstances, i think i wouldn't mind", you joked. Felicia, still presenting her backside to you, chuckled. Her face turned bright red at that thought tho. She was happy you couldn't see her face right now.
Beginning your thong-inizing process, Felicia went into the kitchen and got out a rolling pin. "I will try to make this as least hurtful as i can, so please don't be angry with me", she assured.
You just nodded for her to proceed. "Oh wait, get undressed first. Wouldn't want to ruin your clothes", She pointed out.
"You really just want to see me naked huh?", you said sarcastically. "Alright, but be the gentlewoman you are and look away at least."
Blushing at your statement again, she turned around and you more or less willingly got naked. Covering your private parts you told her to resume.
When she looked at you she had a playful smirk in her face. "You know, if someone would have told me yesterday that in less than 24 hours i would have a naked Tim standing on my kitchen counter, i would have bet against it", she joked.
She really tried to be gently with the rolling pin. It hurt nonetheless but the effort was there.
Once you were completely flattened out, she began twisting and twitching your body into a thong-like shape. She knotted your feet and arms together to form the support strings and adjusted the rest of your mass to be the main part of the thong. During this procedure, your face has ended up in the middle of the ass part of the thong. Felicia chuckled upon noticing that.
"Alright you nearly look like the real thing. Now for some fine tuning", She said with a pondering expression.
She began by using the rolling pin to smooth you out. Then creating outer lining by folding your edges. She held you up to her waist in her mirror, probably thinking if you would fit.
"You need to look like i could actually wear you, otherwise we maybe get caught", she explained.
"Now we are nearly done. You just need some color to finish the look!"
She laid you down on the kitchen counter and grabbed a bucket, filling it with a strange substance. When she returned to you she grabbed your thong-body and said, "I imagine the next step as not so pleasant. However I already have plenty of tan thongs packed up, we don't want you to get mixed up with my real thongs do we?"
With that, she dropped you into the strange rose looking substance. "You'll need to soak up the paint. I will start packing my other stuff now, see you in an hour or so", she said with a wink, before closing the lid of the bucket.
Until now, the whole experience was stressful, but not super unpleasant. When you felt your skin soaking up the paint however, everything felt itchy. You patiently waited for Felicia to return, and when she pulled you out of the paint, your color changed to a rose-pinkish color. Apparently she was happy with the result, because she had a big smile on her face. "Okay you already are looking pretty good, but lets add one final detailing."
She laid you down on a towel to dry and while you did, she went over to her painting equipment and got a brush and dark blue paint. Delicately she brushed your edges with the blue dye. After this, she got out a blow dryer to speed up the drying process.
Feeling yourself drying up, you felt another sensation. Your body was shrinking a bit from the rapid change of temperature. You figured this wasn't a problem, since Felicia won't wear you anyways.
Once your makeover was completed, Felicia held you up in the mirror once more. You didn't look remotely human. If you didn't know better, you were looking at normal but stylish thong. The only giveaway was that if someone was to take a closer look on the inside of the back of the thong, they would see your faded outlines of your face. Letting out a "wow", you were surprised you could talk again.
"you outdid yourself Felicia. You even didn't stretch my face too much so i could still talk", You said.
"you think i study art for nothing?", She pouted playfully.
Happy with the result, Felicia laid you out on the couch and started packing the rest of her stuff. She laid you out so you could still see her packing. You talked about what you want to do once you arrive in Spain. You two got so lost in the conversation that you nearly didn't notice Felicia dropping a bra in her Suitcase that had the exact same color palette. You wondered why she would design you, so that you would match with an existing bra of hers. But you were interrupted by her picking you up again.
"See? That's why i put in the extra effort on painting you. When matched with a bra, you will stand out even less", she explained.
"And you are not planning to wear the bra at all?", you speculated.
Felicia laughed at her thong talking to her, "Oh for sure i am. This is one of my favorite bras. You better feel honored to match it. I just never had matching panties."
"And here again i shall remind you: Please do not forget that i am a thong", You said jokingly.
After a bit more of chit-chat, Felicia dropped you onto you matching partner and closed her suitcase. After that she had to reopen the case multiple times, because she forgot some stuff. Once she finished packing, you heard a ringing sound from her doorbell. From the voice you figured it was Steph, picking Felicia and her thong shaped blind passenger up.
When Felicia picked up her suitcase, you felt your world tremble. You felt every staircase the carrier of your odd vehicle took. With a thud, you concluded you made it into the trunk of Steph's car.
You felt kind of sad you couldn't join the conversation your friends had on the way to the airport. You heard the voices of Austin, Steph, Felicia, Laura and Sam, Austin's girlfriend.
Arriving at the airport security gate, you felt your nervousness rising. This was the crucial moment of Felicia's Plan...
1. You make it through security just fine.
2. Through your bad luck, you somehow get discovered.
3. Writer's Choice!
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