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So, I've finally caught you. You're the one who's been stealing my panties. No, I'm not mad. I feel sorry for you. I bet you're jealous of my underwear, aren't you? Getting to cuddle my pussy all day long. Be with me. Touch me. I can see how sad you are. Such a pathetic existence. You'd be happier as my panties, wouldn't you? I can do that for you if you want? Make you into what you deserve to be. My sexy underwear. I'll even let you choose. What kind of panties do you want to be? How about out a workout g-sting? How about some fancy lingerie? Or maybe about these lovely silky blue, day to day panties. How about this sexy little black thong. Riding up my ass. Transparent so anyone can see my pussy right through you. You may as well not even exist. I turn you into my black thong and put you on stroking them, crooning about how I'll take good care of them, they're my property now and teasing about being worn during sex while I finger myself through the thong until it's wet and I cum. This is where you belong. I'm not going to talk to you anymore, I mean, you're just panties now. Who knows how long you'll last, if your elastic goes, your seams rip. But it'll be amazing while it lasts...