Garrett, a snooping college student on a panty raid

(This story branch is told in third person perspective)

Garrett tiptoed through the co-ed dormitory looking for a specific room.

Some freshmen disliked the rule of having to stay in the dorms the first year, but not Garrett. He was an average kid from an average small town. Not athletic but not scrawny, just average in every way. He was blown away by all the hotties upon arriving at college. Even more so when he got invited to his first panty raid.

That was a few months back and he felt like he was at the semi pro raider level. He knew where he was going today and he was determined to get his white whale panty. Anges Winters, the babe of babes in the dorm. No one had yet accomplished sneaking a pair of those priceless panties. Agnes stood about 5'10", 140 lbs, with an athletic ass and nice sized C cup tits. Blonde hair to her shoulders and long legs to die for. A real knockout.

Garrett looked up and down the hall. The coast was clear. He pulled out the master key he swiped from the floor supervisor. With nervous sweaty hands he put the key in the lock and turned. The door to room 104 opened and he quickly entered and closed the door behind him.

The room was neat and orderly with a bed on one side of the room and a desk, dresser, and closet on the other.

Garrett immediately stepped towards the dresser and opened the top drawer. Bingo, a colorful assortment of panties were arrayed before him. His eyes were drawn to an electric orange thong with a narrow strip connecting the front and back. He instinctively brought it to his nose and sniffed deeply. The faint but unmistakeable musk of woman filled his nostrils. His donger began to thicken with excitement. This one was coming home to papa.

Garrett noticed an open notebook next to an old leather bound book. The notebook had what must have been Agnes' handwriting scrawled on the pages. There was a miniature lamp and an end table sitting on the desk. He hadn't taken her for a toy collector. Garrett looked at the notebook and read aloud as he skimmed the page.

"Grauttel, spinbach, drutten, kavinchel-this to shrink down. I'm still looking for the reversal. I will research this more."

That's odd he thought as he turned to rifle through more underwear. His stomach felt funny and he began to feel light headed. Garrett tried to steady himself and dropped the orange thong when a flash of light washed over him. The last thing he remembered before he lost consciousness was falling beside an electric orange blanket.