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I remember how you used to beg me, night after night, to turn you into my panties. I always said no because I cared about you too much, I was scared it would ruin our friendship forever. But I finally gave in and did it for you. Now here you are, soft against my skin. It feels so strange knowing my friend is the fabric hugging my hips, but I hope you’re happy, I hope it's not that bad. I honestly can't imagine what it would be like. I hope you're enjoying yourself. It's kind of crazy timing, isn't it? I just realized, I never told you about the camping trip with my friends this weekend. Three whole days out in the woods, and the forecast says it’s going to be scorching hot. You're going to be stuck as my panties through all of that, sweating against me for hours on end. I hope you don’t mind… And honestly, I don’t think there will be any chance to wash you while we're out there. No showers, no laundry, just three days of heat and sweat building up. You'll be soaked through by the end of it, but I guess that's part of the experience you wanted, right? At least you're close to me, even if it's not exactly comfortable.