She needs to retreat to the shower room.

Jen ran as fast as she could in her 6 inch stilettos, trying not to trip over, and soon was relieved to not hear the unnerving snaps anymore. She looked around and saw a rather regular looking shower room, but not without its peculiarities. Firstly, she saw a few bathtowels left hanging on hooks that looked too large and durable for this simple cause. Then secondly, the girl discovered that she dragged a piece of clothing on her heel by accident.

"Ah, it was lying on the floor, and I must have caught it on my way."

Jen picked the item up and examined it. This was a pair of bikini panties made of a very silky material. Their color was deep marine, but it was not monotone and seemed to be changing slightly in resemblance to moving water. She was mesmerized by them in no time.

{If She knows = true}"But I can't trust them, can I?"

"Why not? They don't look like they can be locked with a fat-ass buckle, not at all."

"I won't even feel them through this prison of a suit."

"Nothing to fear. Just try them on, silly!"

{else}"Aaawww, they're majestic! I wonder if they'll even look over my steel case" — she giggled.{endif}

Jen dropped the panties to the slightly wet floor, stepped into the leg holes with her shoes and pulled them up. They were not very tight on her hips, but even if they were, she wouldn't really be able to tell. But she was able to tell something else from her point of view.

{If She knows = true}"See? Some pants are just pants."{endif}

"Wait a minute. They're a tiny bit different, aren't they? Alright, I'm probably making this up..."

Jen thought she looked silly with them on, but these panties somehow brought her to another thought...

"I think I'm not swimming today. Why not take a warm shower to relieve ourselves?"

"A great idea! No objections, sweetheart."

{If She knows = false}The girl remembered the ice cold tiles of the white hall and decided to not take her shoes off for this shower.{endif} She stepped into an open cabin and saw that there was a soap holder at about her waist level. It looked very strong, but did not have any soap inside.

"Whatever. Just gimme some water."

Jen grabbed the shower head with her left hand and tried pulling the diverter valve upwards.

"Man, they work differently in every single shower I've ever see...EEEEK!" — she said as cold water sprayed all over her because she was foolish enough to hold the shower head face towards and not against her. As the girl was looking down to make sure the temperature was going to be okay next time, she saw something very strange.

The panties she was wearing have evolved to shorts! Jen grabbed the risen waist line and felt that the material now sat slightly tighter on her, but remained as silky and stretchy as before. Then she had an idea.

"It grows on me when exposed to water!{If She knows = true}Wow! And I guess I'm safe to play with it, cause I can just dry it back!{else}This is so cool! And what if I dry it?{endif}"

Jen took a towel off the hook and wiped herself, watching the panties retreat to their original size and fit, confirming her guess. She then proceeded to put the towel back before letting the water run through the hose again, this time warm and relaxing, and watched in delight as the marine blue color started spreading again.

It did not seem to matter which part of this magical cloth she was watering, it was growing and tightening over her evenly, immersing her into an ever-growing euphoria. Now her muscular legs were encased in the material down to her ankles, and she was also all blue under her armpits. Jen decided to take a break to enjoy herself before deciding if she wanted the wonder panties to grow even more. She turned to place the shower head up into the holder, but something pulled her back at her waist.

Not expecting that, the girl tripped and dropped the hose. She looked around to see what was wrong and, to her surprise, saw that the aqua panties not only grew on her, but also fused to the soap holder that was, apparently, close enough. Even worse, however, was the fact that the shower hose was now on the floor and kept supplying the thing with water from down there!

Jen gasped and tried to pick it up, but her strict steel swimsuit's connection to the soap holder proved to be an efficient obstacle for that. She was trying to pick the shower head up with her feet, but the white shoes the girl was wearing did not allow for that as well. With dread in her eyes, Jen witnessed the silky blue substance go over her ankles and cover her heels.

When she tried to stretch the fabric over her breasts like she easily did before, when it was at her waist level, she saw her fingers quickly fusing to the garment across her chest. Finally, Jen realized that her escape lied in turning off the flow, and turned towards the diverter, only to discover the material already covering it, fixing the flow power at its maximum.

Her last hope was to kick the shower head away, but it was also fused to her shoes already. Jen could only curse her slow thinking and watch herself getting enveloped in the self-sustaining monster which once was just a pair of bikini panties. The girl let go of the floor and hung on the soap holder, making the material's grip on her even tighter.

Panic went away, acceptance moved in to replace it.

"You can't stop it now, but you can appreciate how good it feels to be captured like that. So soft and so relentless."

{If Insanity < 75}"This is all my fault. Don't play with toys before reading the instructions..." — Jen continued her pointless struggle as the fabric finished covering her face, sealing the deal once and for all.

{else}"True. I love it. Now I'll just exist here with my heels, swimsuit and dildo stuck to me, as if they were an essential part of me under the first layer all along..." — Jen's mind drifted as the fabric finished covering her face, sealing the deal once and for all.{endif}

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