Chapters tagged no panties

by neiliahime123

Chapter 1

Monica stared down at the bed. Laid out was a full outfit for a spring day at her private school. They were even in her preferred colors. A black zip up sweater with the school logo, black and purple plaid skirt, black button up blouse, black lace bra and thong. She wouldn't be w...

by neiliahime123

Chapter 2

The sweater and the skirt were probably her best bet for cover. Though her tits themselves weren't very large, the large pink areola and her bullet like nipples would call attention to her and the more attention she attracted the more her 'sister' ensured she got. The sweater was...

by neiliahime123

Chapter 3

As was usual, once her mother got started talking about shopping, she and Aurora got wrapped up in making plans. What wasn't usual was them insisting on Monica being included. She tried to bow out gracefully, but when Aurora put a hand on her arm and told her not to disappoint th...

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Chapter 6

Monica's first class was uneventful, just basically them updating the class on their research projects. It gave her more hope that the day would continue to be uneventful, unremarkable and just plain boring. Like it was before! Then there was Literature, as the advanced class th...

by neiliahime123

Chapter 7

Slinking into art class behind a group of other girls, Monica glanced around. Spotting Aurora and her little clique in one corner, she quickly placed herself as far away as possible. Maybe there was still hope. If she could just be perfectly meek and unremarkable in this class, t...

by neiliahime123

Chapter 8

Soon everybody had scurried off to lunch. Leaving Monica and Aurora standing in the classroom. Monica covered in paint and cowering. Aurora with a smug smile said, "Well, don't just stand there, strip!". Turning to look at the open door Monica looked back at her sister, begging f...

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Chapter 12

Monica looked at her clothes and didn't know whether to laugh or scream. This must be more of Aurora's idea of fun because there was no way both pieces of clothing could change so much and so differently in the same washing machine. The skirt couldn't be called a skirt anymore i...

by neiliahime123

Chapter 12

Monica could only stand and stare at the two scraps of fabric in her hands. They could only be called scraps for how useless they were. She felt tears glisten at the corner of her eyes as she saw both pieces of clothing shrunk to almost comical sizes. This outfit wouldn't look o...