Completely loses his shit

“Jesus! Calm dooooown.”

You turned me into panties? he thought at her angrily.

“Hey, I need you close by to amplify my magic. What was I supposed to do, have my brother follow me around for the rest of my life? People would think we were crazy.”

And this is somehow sane?

“It’s not all bad for you. Just think how much easier it will be for you as a familiar. You won’t have to go to school or work. And it’s not like you’ll be panties all the time.”

Why did you turn me into panties, anyway?

“As magical familiar panties you’re indestructible and always as fresh as if you were just washed. That’s useful to me. Plus, I can think of some other ways you might be useful down there.”

It hit Dan where his lips were: pressed against his sister’s vulva.

In the last few minutes he had so many realizations that they felt like gut punches. His sister had torn his self-image wide open and replaced it with a pair of panties. His eyes were on the outside of the panties, his lips and nose on the inside, and his hands were cupped around his sister’s butt. But that didn’t mean they actually were eyes, lips, and hands; a pair of panties made out of human flesh would have been creepy. No, to all the world he looked and felt to be a pair of perfectly normal pink panties. That’s what he saw, too, but his mind projected the sensation of his body parts onto his panty form so that he had a point of reference. It could have been him adapting to the situation, or it could have been the magic’s way of keeping his sanity intact.