-----Ryan had been too eager to get into his girlfriend's panties, so he soon found himself in them. He didn't know if what he desired had been bad, but he did know how bad it was to be without his girlfriend. He felt so cold, so empty without her. However scared he had been about becoming his girlfriend's panties, he realized that he had to hope for the best in his current situation.

-----"Your warm contours... Allow me to embrace... Please fill this aching void... Wear me!" His thoughts wandered.

-----Yes, despite how much he would love to return to being himself, he knew that, as a pair of his girlfriend's panties, there was nothing better than hugging his girlfriend's private realm, feeling her warmth and living life through her in some fashion. It was terrible to have nothing to do, to be alone, unused and unfulfilled.

-----If only she would wear him again. That was the only purpose in his life so long as he continued to be a pair of his girlfriend's panties. Otherwise there was only the anticipation of being put to use in the only way that a pair of panties could: to be worn.

-----"Please wear me... Please wear me... Please...!"