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The Lively Lingerie
Timber Grove: Story #6
By Trinity
Larry Green was looking through the clothing area of the Timber Grove
thrift shop when a man walked up to him.
"Hey, Larry, how are you doing today?" It was Levi Schimbare, the owner
of the shop and a friend of Larry's.
"Oh, hi Levi... I'm alright, I guess..."
"Come now, you don't sound alright." Levi looked at Larry like a car
salesman would look at a stranger. "Tell Levi what troubles you."
"Well, Margie and I have been married for 20 years and I wanted to get
her something special for our anniversary."
"Well, what's the problem with that?"
"It's just..." Larry looked around to make sure no one could hear him.
"Margie has kinda let herself go recently."
"Well, that happens after 20 years..." Levi lied, like any good salesman
would. He knew that Margie had packed on a good 75 pounds in the last
couple of years, which was a shame as back in the day she was quite the
looker. Levi thought for a moment on Larry's 18 year old daughter who
looks like her mother's spitting image at her age, and the guys in town
follow her around nonstop.
"I know, it's just I think she feels bad being with me since I haven't
put on any weight."
"Well, I think I may have something that will help you out."
"What?"
"Well, it's something special I have... and I typically wouldn't even
mention it if we weren't friends." Levi smiled, and Larry mistook the
smile as friendly. "But come back here and I'll show you."
Levi led Larry into the back of the shop passing his daughter Erika as he
did so. "Erika, I'll be showing Larry something from our private
collection."
"Mr. Green, why don't you just stay out here and I can help you find
something?" She said it in a friendly way that almost had Larry, but Levi
saw her trying to interfere.
"No, only the best for Larry!" He almost yelled it, but Larry didn't
notice and only shrugged at Erika as he followed Levi into the back.
"Now, this believe me when I tell you that this is something very
special," Levi said as he pulled Larry into a closed room and turned on
an overhead light. On one side of the room was shelves and shelves of
books and boxes, while the other side had clothes of all different kinds
hanging up. Levi rummaged through the hung clothes until he produced
something that made Larry's jaw drop.
It was a set of Lingerie, and it was the sexiest thing Larry had ever
seen in his life. It was black lace and looked like it was made for a
woman with a rather generous rack. Fishnet ran over the stomach leading
down to a pair of crotchless panties that left little to the imagination.
Larry actually found himself getting aroused just looking at it, until
the absurdity of it all dawned on him.
"There is no way my wife would ever fit into that, Levi."
Levi smirked. "What if I told you it would fit anyone and it would make
them fit into it."
"I don't understand..."
"You don't have to. All you need to know is if Margie puts this on her
body will change to the body this lingerie was made for, and the best
part is she won't even realize anything is different."
Larry was laughing incredulously. "So you're telling me she'll think
she's always had a body like that?"
"Yes." Levi knew Larry was laughing at him like he was crazy, but he also
knew that Larry wanted to believe.
"But, what if..."
"She takes it off, she goes right back to normal."
Larry was done laughing. He loves his wife and would never cheat on her,
yet recently the desire to physically be with her was wavering. Would
this piece of erotica allow him another night of passion with his wife?
He stared at the Lingerie and felt as if it was beckoning him to take
her.
Levi could see his mind working and pounced on him. "Tell you what, I'll
give her to you free of charge."
"What?"
"I can see the way you look at her, you want her."
Why was Levi referring to this piece of clothing as if it was a person?
"I do..."
"Then it's settled, I'll wrap it up and you can surprise Margie with it."
As Larry sat in his bedroom looking back at the events of the evening he
was still amazed he walked out of the shop with the lingerie. How was he
supposed to show this thing to his wife and not have her laugh at him, or
worse yell at him for even pretending she could fit in it.
"Thanks for the dinner, Honey, it was delicious," Margie said as she came
out of the bathroom in a large bathroom robe. "Diana is staying over at
Emily Trout's house, even though I think she is a bad influence on our
little girl... Are you listening to me, Larry?"
"Ah, yeah..." He wasn't, the Lingerie was enveloping his whole mind. "The
Trout girl looks like trouble."
"Oh, really? You've been checking out the Trout girl have you? With
knockers like that, I've been checking her out too." She began laughing
as she sat on the bed with Larry. It was moments like this that made
Larry really understand how much he really loved his wife. The thought
came to him that he should just get rid of the Lingerie and be with his
wife...
"What's in the bag?" Before Larry knew it Margie had the bag in her hands
and was opening it.
"Nothing!" Larry regretted ever going to Levi and making this purchase.
"You got me something else, I thought the necklace was enough..." She
stood up and moved away from Larry so he could not stop her from opening
it.
"Margie, I'm going to take it back..." It was too late, he could see the
look on her face when she finally laid eyes on the Lingerie. Back in the
day Margie was a pretty kinky girl, allowing Larry to do all sorts of
things with her. She had even been with plenty of men before Larry, and
even some girls which Larry loved to hear about. Yet when she looked at
the Lingerie she was not surprised or even mad... she was embarrassed.
"What is this, Larry?"
Larry thought for a moment on how he could save the situation. "It's a
special Lingerie..."
"This would never fit me..." She now had it all out of the wrapping and
was holding it up to her.
"Yes... yes it will..."
"No..." Now the anger was coming. "No it won't!" She looked down at it
against her body and felt angry, ashamed and aroused... the last emotion
surprised her.
Larry was struggling to not the situation get away from him. "It is
special, believe me."
"Wait," she was still holding it close to her body, "this wasn't for me?
You're cheating on me!"
"No. God no!" Larry had never been accused of being unfaithful and it hit
him like a ton of bricks. "Margie, believe me... it is special..."
Margie had never been so angry at her husband in all of her life. She
knew that she was letting herself go, and had been planning to get it
under control. At the age of 38 she was still able to turn things around,
and deep down she was a little angry that Larry looked the same as he did
when they married.
You should really show him how wrong he was... try me on.
Yeah, she thought to herself... that would show him. "Special, is she?"
"Yes, she is... wait, what?" Larry asked flabbergasted as his wife
disrobed and began to step into the Lingerie. There it was again... this
piece of Lingerie was not a "She"!
"You want me in this, fine!" She began to force her naked body through
the legs of the Lingerie and Larry sat in shock as her legs smoothed, the
fat and cellulite being washed away as she pulled it up her legs. "You
bastard, why do this to me on our anniversary!?" She now had the panties
snug about her now tiny waist, her womanly parts reforming and
tightening.
"Margie!" Larry was shocked at what was happening, but deep down he knew
he should stop her.
"No, you try to make me look like a fool." The fishnet was now smoothing
out her stomach, the fat whisked away in moments. "And I will show you
who the fool is." She reached her arms through the straps and pulled up
the cups which encased her still massive breasts, only now all of the
veins and wrinkles were gone. She adjusted her breasts for a moment. "You
thought I couldn't fit into this," as her breasts settled in her face was
transformed and her dusty blonde hair changed into a deep brown and fell
in curls down her back, "and yet it fits like a glove, Larry."
"My God, Margie..."
"I know, 20 years later and I still have it." All of the anger was gone
from his wife's, or this new woman's face and was replaced with beaming
pride. "Wow, good to see I can still surprise you, Larry."
Larry was now looking at a woman who could easily be in a Victoria's
Secret catalog, although her current attire would be a little too racy
even for them. "I can't believe this."
"Well, believe it, Larry..." She was moving slowly over to him as his
erection grew in his pants. "Now, isn't the 20th anniversary the oral
anniversary?"
As she fumbled with his pants and released his cock Larry felt like he
was cheating on his wife somehow. "Well, Mr. Lare-bare looks pretty
happy..." That snapped everything into place. This was his wife of 20
years, only now she was in a body built for sex. This was not cheating.
Soon she was working on his cock sending him into realms of pleasure he
hadn't experienced in years. Her mouth took him all in, her tongue
whipping all around his cock as he tried his best not to explode that
very instant. She looked up into his eyes, and he looked back into hers
and was lost in them. There was a look like she enjoyed nothing more than
bobbing up and down on his cock, a smile on her lips as she did so.
The sight of this sent him over the edge and he came in large torrents
and she pulled him close, taking it all. "Shit, that felt good!"
"I'm not even getting started yet, lover," she said as she threw him back
on the bed and hovered her exposed pussy over his mouth. "And you haven't
started either."
Larry needed no more encouragement and began to eat out his wife's new
pussy. He was astounded at how tight it was, his tongue darting up and
down. Soon his hands were reaching up and freeing her tits from the
Lingerie. He was amazed at the size of the breasts, and more astounded at
how perky they were.
"Fuck, that feels sooo good, Larry! Oh my God! Fuck!" Her body shivered
all over as he began sucking on her clit, his hands still working her
tits. "Yes! Right there, Larry!" She was now grinding down into him, his
tongue finally penetrating inside her. "Fuuuuuck! Fuck yes!" Her entire
body shook as she came and she collapsed onto the bed beside him. "Larry,
that was fucking incredible!"
"Well, I'm only getting started..." He smiled as he rolled her on her
side and entered her from behind.
"Oh, fuck me just like that, Larry!" she screamed as he began thrusting
into her.
"Fuck, you are so tight!"
"You know it, Larry! Right there!"
Larry was amazed at the experience he was in. Never before did it feel as
good as it did right now with his wife. Every thrust was electric and she
came multiple times before he finally came. "Fuck yes! Fill me up!" And
he did.
"Oh my God, you were amazing..." Larry was now laying on his back staring
at the ceiling.
"You're acting like we don't do this every night," she said with a laugh
as her hand began working his limp cock back to life.
"Margie, baby, I just don't think..." And then he was proven wrong as she
quickly brought him back to attention.
"Baby, I am not done with you yet." She was still laughing as she
straddled him and forced herself down onto his cock. She always loved
being on top of Larry, and she was riding him just like she did on their
wedding night. He had never felt so close to his wife before this moment.
"God, I love you!" Larry screamed as she bent down and rubbed her tits
into his chest before kissing him deeply.
"I love you too baby!" She was grinding faster and faster, and he began
to match her speed and began pulling down on her hips. "Ooooooh, fuck
yes! Right... there... yes, yes, yes!" She dove down and embraced him in
a deep kiss as they came together.
They just laid there in the aftermath of their marathon love making,
bodies sweaty and fulfilled. "Happy anniversary," Larry said as Margie
pulled him close and wrapped her body around his.
"Happy anniversary." She kissed him on the mouth and they laid in each
others arms, content to just be near each other.
Larry was astounded at the night. He would have to thank Levi personally
for this, give him whatever he wanted. His wife was in a different body,
but she moved and explored his own body like it was her own. He tried not
to think too hard about the why, content with the results. As his wife
crawled off the bed and walked into the bathroom, he only stared at the
Lingerie hanging from her body amazed at its power.
"Thank you, Larry..." She froze in the doorway, her tits hanging
beautifully in front of her and her hips swinging to one side. "Thanks
for reminding me I still got it." She winked at him before stepping into
the bathroom and closing the door.
Larry only smiled and sat on his bed fulfilled for the first time in
years. His wife was talking to him from the bathroom, a habit she had
always had. "I love this Lingerie, honey. The material feels so good,
you'll need to tell me where you got it so I can get some..."
"Some more?" Larry answered from the bed, but there was no response.
"Margie?"
A few moments passed before the door opened and his wife, now back to
normal, stood before him with tears rolling down her cheeks, the Lingerie
clinched in one hand. "How could you?"
Larry was confused. "What's wrong, baby?"
All of the anger of the argument before the transformation was back on
her face tenfold. "You... you did this to me?"
"Baby, I thought..."
"Don't baby me! You turned me into some bimbo and fucked me!"
"I thought you knew!" Larry had not foreseen this.
"I knew!? I KNEW!? Yes, Larry, I knew that I was transformed into some
fucking bimbo that you could fuck anyway you wanted!!" She threw the
Lingerie at his feet and quickly put on some jeans and a shirt.
"Margie, honey, it wasn't supposed to be like this!"
"Like what?" The tears were gone, replaced by fierce determination. "I
get it Larry, I'm too fucking disgusting for you to want me, so you had
to make me someone else!"
"No... God no, I only..." Larry didn't know what to say. As the words
came out of her mouth he realized how true they were to her. He took
advantage of this beautiful creature in front of him, and now he was
struggling to keep her with him. "I love you."
"No, you love this fucking Lingerie... you said it yourself!" And with
that she was out the door, downstairs, outside in her car and then gone.
Larry just sat on his bed in shock. The night had gone from bad, to great
only to leave him the most miserable he had ever felt in his life. "You
love this Lingerie..." she said. He stared at it and at his feet and felt
every emotion available to him. He wanted to cry, as his wife had just
left him and may never come back... Yet he felt something deeper than
sadness: Anger.
How dare she. How dare she take such a beautiful gift and discard it. The
Lingerie was not to blame, she made Margie the beautiful creature that
had given him such pleasure. Who wouldn't want that body!? That bitch had
no idea what someone would do to have her wrapped around them.
"She's not a bitch..."
Yes, she is. She doesn't deserve you... she doesn't deserve me.
"She doesn't deserve you..."
I was a gift... I was your gift...
"I gave you to her..."
And she used me and then blamed you... You know she loved me being around
her...
"She was so happy..."
You should be happy...
"I should be happy..."
I am a gift...
"A gift..."
Larry had already pulled the Lingerie up to his waist, the feeling of
his new pussy flanked by lace on either side sending shivers all over his
body.
You would never shun such a gift...
"I would never..." His hips were now flaring out into a feminine curve as
he pulled the fishnet tight against his stomach.
You love me...
"I love you..." His chest was now expanding rapidly, his tits expanding
to fill the Lingerie to the point of ripping. He pulled the straps over
his shoulder as brown hair fell around his shoulders. He ran his now
feminine hands up the length of the Lingerie, from his glistening pussy
all the way up to his tits.
Lynn sighed as she got off of the bed. She knew her wife was angry, but
they had been having fights for a while. She stared at herself in the
mirror and admired the beauty looking back at her. She knew her wife was
jealous of her looks, since she had begin to let herself go. Deep down
she loved Margie, but how could she continue to love someone who didn't
love themselves enough to take care of their own body.
Even though she had just came three times, her body was aching for more.
She should have fought for Margie to stay, if only so they could have
some make up sex. Her hands had found their way down to her pussy and
began to rub it slowly. She stared into the mirror and watched herself
intensely. She was one finger deep when there was a knock at the door.
Margie was back! She smiled as she ran downstairs and threw the door
open. "Margie... Ack!"
"What the fuck!" It was not Margie, but the boy who lived next door named
Steve. Lynn quickly darted behind the door, covering her exposed body as
best she could.
"Steve, Diana's not here!"
"Oh, wait, how do you know my name?"
"Steve, no games right now... I'm more than a little naked."
"Right... I just need to get my phone from her room. I must have
forgotten it after I was here studying." He was looking at the floor,
doing his best not to look anywhere near Lynn's barely clothed body. Lynn
bit her lip and thought for a moment, then decided to let the poor boy in
and let him get his phone.
"Okay, let me get a robe and you can come in..." Lynn closed the door and
rushed back upstairs and tried to find her robe. As she looked through
all of her things she was baffled by the stacks of men's clothing. What
was happening? Then it finally hit her... Margie was cheating on her and
she was planning on telling her tonight. That was the only thing that
made sense... How long was this man even here? Was Margie planning on
kicking her out on her own?
Lynn sat on the bed, catching sight of her own reflection in the mirror.
How could Margie do this to her!? She would show her... She would make
her feel the same betrayal she felt. The thought of the young man waiting
for her downstairs entered her mind and the reflection in the mirror
smiled back at her.
Steve was shuffling his feet waiting for the woman inside to come back.
Not in a million years would he believe he would see a woman that good
looking in that kind of Lingerie. He had been with girls before, even a
couple of times with Diana, yet this woman (Diana's cousin?) was
incredible. He would do his best to hide the massive erection in his
pants. The door opened and the woman was back only she still had no robe
and he noticed for the first time that the Lingerie was crotchless.
"I couldn't find a robe..." Lynn said as she pulled him in by his collar
and closed the door.
"Oh, well let me run up..."
"What's the hurry, Stevie..." She was standing right in front of him, and
was getting closer by the second.
"Miss..."
"You can call me Lynn, Steve." She was biting her bottom lip and giving
him a look that did little to hide her intentions.
"Lynn, I uh..."
"Oh, what do we have here?" Her hand was tracing the outline of his cock
against his jeans.
"That's..."
She smiled and quickly dropped to her knees, "I know what it is." Soon
Steve was getting a blow job by this woman he had met only moments
before. What most girls only did out of some foolish thought of
necessity, this woman clearly relished every moment.
Steve soon found himself naked on the couch with Lynn rubbing his cock as
her tongue explored his mouth. "Lynn... Oh my God, that's so fucking
good..."
Her hands ran up and down his young, athletic body and she was aching for
him to be inside of her. "Tell me I'm the most beautiful girl you've ever
been with."
"You are! You are the most beautiful girl ever!" His hand had freed her
tits from the Linger and he quickly began sucking on them.
"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked as she climbed on top of him and
began to rub her moist slit against his cock.
Steve thought for a moment, thinking the wrong answer might cost him
going all the way with this girl. "Yes."
She giggled at the answer and quickly took all of him inside of her in
one push and began circling her hips. "Tell me I'm a better fuck."
"You're a better fuck!" And he meant it, this girl was doing things he
only saw online.
"Good boy... Mmmmmm, right there..." this continued for some time, their
naked bodies taking every position either could think of. Lynn's body was
rocked by countless orgasms, as she took multiple loads from this virile
young man. The thought of Margie walking in on them only spurned her on,
driving her over the edge again.
Lynn found herself on all four with her ass in the air in front of Steve.
"Stick it in my ass, Stevie..." Even with all they had done, Steve was
caught off guard. But the sight of the most amazing ass he had laid eyes
on wiggling in front of him made all doubts go away. He entered her
quickly, and went as deep as he could go. "Rougher, Steve... Fuck me
harder!" Steve took this to heart and began thrusting in and out, his
hand gripping her hips tightly. "Ahhhhhh, yes! YES!"
The moment everything changed occurred when he ripped the Lingerie to get
a better view of her ass. Lynn was knocked out of a haze as Larry came
back into the driver seat, only the voluptuous female body currently
being fucked in the ass remained. The memories of everything that
happened in the night returned and Larry was fully aware he was being
taken from behind by his neighbors son.
"Steve, wait!" Larry was surprised by the feminine squeal he let out.
Steve didn't respond, he kept on thrusting away at her plump backside.
"God, Steve... please... don't...stop..."
Steve heard "Don't stop" and followed orders. Soon Lynn was screaming in
ecstasy as Steve lifted her up and began to rub her tits as he continued
his backdoor endeavor.
This is what you wanted, Larry.
The fight with his wife came back to him. The shame he felt at letting
her down. He pictured his daughter's face covered in disappointment. "No,
I don't..."
They don't want you...
Memories of all the good times he had enjoyed with his wife and daughter
flashed before him. He was not so far gone. "No..."
They don't need you like he does...
He felt Steve kissing his neck and rubbing his breasts. Was there any
chance of coming back from this? "Yes."
Yes.
His family deserved better than what he could give them, it was so
simple. "I do..."
YES.
"YES!!!!!!" Steve pulled her close as he came deep inside her and Larry
experienced the joys of a female orgasm for the first time. Even though
Larry knew this was all wrong, he was won over by the Lingerie... he gave
into Lynn completely.
"Thank you, Steve... that was incredible." She leaned behind and kissed
him lightly on the mouth, "But it's time to get the fuck out."
Steve laughed as he pulled out of her and leaned against the couch. She
did not laugh back, and he quickly realized she was not joking. "But, we
just..."
"Yes, now I'm done, so..." She motioned to the door and he grabbed his
things and in moments was dressed and walking out the door.
"Can I get..."
"Oh, Stevie... look at me." He took her in for a moment and locked images
all the curves away in his mind. "This was a one time thing. I only hope
I didn't ruin you for other girls." The door slammed shut before he could
say anything else.
Lynn walked upstairs and kicked the Lingerie off into the corner of the
room and took a long shower, a necessity since she had just been taken in
every hole she had. Larry was amazed at how easily it felt to be Lynn,
her hands running all over her body. She came a couple of more times in
the shower, then once more while watching herself in the mirror.
She was still Larry on the inside, but Lynn had freed her from her all of
the troubles Larry had. She still loved Margie and Diana, but knew they
were better off without Larry now. She walked into Diana's room and
rummaged through her clothes before settling on a pair of jeans and a
shirt her tits stretched into something very improper. She left a note
written for her family and walked out the front door, knowing she would
never return.
Lynn walked through the streets of Timber Grove, feeling the cool air and
listening to the ocean waves. Her feet took her to the most logical
location and she stepped into the thrift shop a very changed person than
her last visit.
There was a look of disappointment on Erika's face as she opened the
doors. "Hello, Mr. Green..."
"It's Lynn... and don't look at me like that."
"Ignore her," Levi said as he walks up to Lynn, "you made the right
choice." Erika simply shook her head and walked away.
"So, you knew I would choose Lynn?" she asked, twirling in place as she
did.
"I saw the way you looked at her. What about Margie and your daughter?"
"They'll be fine..." A little piece of her felt bad, but it was only a
little piece. "So what happens now?"
"Well, if you're up for it I could use your new talents to help me with
something," Levi said as he looked her up and down. "I'm opening a
Lingerie Shoppe on main street and need someone to run it for me."
Lynn thought about it for a moment. "What will be my duties?"
"Well, mostly you'll be selling cheaply made braziers to college girls
for ten times their worth." He watched as Lynn walked over to the
clothing aisle and began to look through some shirts.
"And aside from that?" As she asked she lifted her daughter's shirt over
her head, revealing her breasts to anyone within view.
Levi seemed undisturbed by her actions and continued talking. "Aside from
that you'll be doing some special recruiting for me and my business
partners. We've hit a recent snag with our most recent operation." Levi
thought of the two FBI Agents responsible for that snag and frowned. "But
this will help bolster our numbers."
Lynn grabbed a blue halter top and tried it on. "I'm assuming this
recruiting would be something the authorities would frown upon? How does
this look?"
"It looks amazing, and it's yours."
She gave him a look that told him she knew it was hers for the taking,
and this only made Levi smile more. "Well, I guess I'll need something to
do in town since I can't go back to work... You have a deal, Levi."
She reached out her hand and Levi took it in his own and shook it
merrily. "Come in the back and I'll get you in touch with my guy for your
new IDs."
"You have need of a guy who makes fake IDs?" Lynn asked with mild
surprise.
"This is Timber Grove, Lynn my dear," he said with a jovial laugh, "and
Timber Grove changes people."
THE -END-
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