Sometimes I think about possessed underwear. Imagine you get a new binder and pair of boxers and you're so excited about them, you heard that they make any body type super masculine looking, like magic. Some people talk about it being a little warm and tingly, but you never really retain heat anyway so you should be fine.
You try them on the next day and you look in the mirror. Your chest is perfectly flat, your hips look a little narrower and your packer is perfectly in place. That warm tingly feeling is there like people said, but easy to ignore. You're going to meet a friend at a nearby cafe, so you decide to take the bus there.
The walk there is uneventful, but when you sit down in the back of the bus that tingling gets worse. It feels like something is touching your tdick, just a ghost of it. At first you just shift your weight and it doesn't bother you. Then you feel something licking into your cunt, teasing each part of you as your face goes bright red. You cough to cover up a moan as the slick tongue sinks into you, deeper than any human tongue can go. It hits each spot that sends sparks up your spine as something starts teasing your nipples, sucking and tugging on them.
You can almost hear the slick noises of your cunt and the lips against the skin of your chest. You cross your legs and swallow down each moan, but you can feel eyes glancing over at you as you shift in your seat, silently begging for your stop to come faster. You feel the heat building as the tongue in your cunt is replaced with something bigger. It sinks into your dripping cunt mercilessly, making your eyes roll back. You can't help the sigh that escapes you.
Your stop comes just as you're about to cum by just cockwarming this thing, pulling you from your pleasure as you force yourself out of the bus. That's when it begins to move, as you try to walk away from the bus stop. You walk on wobbly legs towards the cafe, panting and whimpering the whole way. It still doesn't let you cum, stopping as you clench down tighter.
When you get there, you sit at a table waiting for your friend as your chest is fondled and you're fucked like a toy. You order a coffee and use it to cover up your whines and red face. It seems like eventually the undergarments have mercy on you just before your friend comes in. They are pressing every button, leaving you a dripping mess as you cum in your jeans. They don't stop, just turn down the intensity, keeping you shivering with pleasure. As you come down from the high, you make your decision. You are definitely keeping these.
