Inanimate TF 1 - Undergarments

My name is Theodore. I'm an average teenage boy, in almost every way. Average strength, average dexterity.... The only things about me that AREN'T average are my video gaming "skills" (which aren't that much, but I do like to play games. The ones I DO play I master, because I stay at them for a long time...) and my intellect. I'm extremely smart. I don't think there's one puzzle game I haven't cleared on my first try. I love chess, and I play a lot. Of course, I WIN a lot, too, but...

Or, at least, that's who I WAS. Now....

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My name is Tamatha. I'm an average teenage girl, in almost every way. Except for my intellect. I love to play chess. I win a lot, but that doesn't matter. I like the challenge. Er, any small challenge that I get, anyway. I don't know. I just love the game!

Or, at least, that's who I WAS. Now....

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Five days prior

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That's right. I've had two lives. Within a few days. I found that first note a few days ago, in my room. As soon as I read my REAL name, everything flooded back. That's right, I was a girl named Tamatha. I still know how to ACT like a girl, and I have both minds in me. I can even switch between them at will. It's just that knowing who I truly am inside, I prefer the "real me". Or, the old me. Or, whatever. You get the idea. Whenever I can, I use my mind as Theodore. There's just one thing that still bugs me, though. How did I change? When did I change? That's the one thing I don't know. The only thing I don't remember about Theodore. Right now, my mind is Tamatha, just so you know. I can tap into the other mind without it being active, and both minds are aware of each other. Completely aware of each other. I'll be going to school again on Monday, after summer break. I hope that I can figure out what happened there. After all, even though Tamatha has memory of what happened during the summer, Theodore doesn't. Theodore ONLY remembers school, up to the second to last week before the end of the year. And that's why I suspect that something happened during that time. It makes sense, logically. And, logically, if even ONE thing sparks a memory, I'll know....

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The next day (four days prior to beginning of story)

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So, I got up this morning for school. I got myself ready, and I went out to the bus. When we arrived at school, I looked around me. None of my normal friends sparked anything. Then I thought. What if the memory would only spark under THEODORE? Of course, I knew that the idea was risky. Theodore is still a different person, no matter how much he emulates me. There's no way that my closest friends would fall for it. And if THEODORE'S friends suddenly had a random girl walk up to them, they'd freak out. Still, running through a day as Theodore would be OK if I avoided my friends. I'm about to switch as I'm thinking this, so I guess I'll see you guys later.

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As soon as Tamatha switched into me, I felt the familiar flood of odd feelings. Odd sensations. I've gotten used to them, though. I just don't know how to overcome them, since I'm a male mind inside of a female body. Her plan seemed to do SOMETHING, though. I glanced around me and, suddenly, I saw something that was familiar. And LOTS of memories flowed back into me. One, in particular, I have to chronicle. After all, it explains what happened to me. It explains everything....

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Her name is Nora. She's a witch. Literally. I mean, she has magic powers. Let's see, what else. Oh, yeah. She WAS my friend. I made her mad once. She was waiting for me one day, when we were going to play chess. Well, I just plain forgot. The next day, she cast a spell on me. I mean, I'd known she was a witch, but I didn't expect her to cast a spell on ME. Things after that were really slow. After a couple of days, I noticed that my hair was a little bit longer. Not much, just a little bit. It was also a little bit darker. However, that wasn't the giveaway about what had been happening. The giveaway? My face. It was soft. It was sleek and smooth. It was round. It was... female.... A few days later, I saw the breasts starting to peek through. Meanwhile, nobody noticed anything. Meanwhile, as my breasts were peeking out and my hair was growing, my body was changing shape. I became slightly more and slightly more slender on my arms, legs and torso, a little bit per day. After about a week, I noticed my manhood had shrunk slightly. After about two weeks from there, I had one final thought as a male, before my male mind just blacked out. That thought was, "Wow. If I didn't know that I was looking at myself, I'd actually be in love here...".

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Yeah, I know. Self-centered. Still, I had my memory back. I decided to let Tamatha take over again for today, since I'm not needed anymore and it would just be awkward for me.

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So, Theodore passed the baton back to me. I checked his memory and, sure enough, he knew what had happened to us. That explained a lot. But, I'm not sure what would happen if I went to go confront her. I decided to let Theodore try on Friday. Boy, what a mistake THAT was...

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Friday, the start point to the story.

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"Hey, I don't think you know me. But I know you."

"Theodore. Of course I know you. What on EARTH do you want?"

"I came to apologize for what happened."

"What, the fact that you're too forgetful to remember our game?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, girls aren't as forgetful. How did you remember yourself, anyway?"

"I found my own note in my room. Reminding myself of who I am."

"I see. A failsafe."

"No, no! Just.... A hope."

"A hope? YOU shouldn't BE here anymore! I've had it with you!"

"Look, I'm sorry!"

"Sorry won't cut it!"

"Why are you so angry?"

"I liked you, Theodore!" Tears started coming into her eyes. "And YOU didn't notice it! I wanted you to be near me! Forever!"

"Um...."

"Well, I made a mistake in turning you into a girl. She didn't even remember me. And, to top it all off, you're NEVER near me!"

"Okay? So, just change me back."

"No! I can't! If I do, you'll just leave me again! No, I have a better idea!" And as soon as she said that, she shot a bolt of bright blue energy, which hit me right in the chest.

"What was that?"

"You'll see."

She's right. I did. The first thing I noticed was that, almost instantly, my arms felt like... well, actually, all of my body sort of lost all feeling. Not that I didn't feel anything, it's just that it seemed like all of my nerves had been tickled and were not as powerful. Anyway, I felt (well, as much as I could) my arms flowing around in the breeze. I couldn't move them of my own accord, though. They were long and stringy, just flowing with the wind. I started to shrink, as well. I felt even more stringy on my arms, and glanced over. They had become a pure white, and looked like they had been turned into elastic. I felt a breeze through my stomach now, too. I looked down. My body was splitting into two halves! I looked up, toward Nora. I tried to open my mouth, but I couldn't. My breasts pushed out further. Meanwhile, my lower body started to change into a pure white color, and my legs had almost completely vanished. After a couple more seconds, I could feel silky and frilly strands growing out of myself. Nora looked down over me and smiled.

"Wow. You turned out much more beautiful than I thought you would. Wanna see?"

She picked up both of my parts. Somehow, I could still feel my bottom half, even though I was no longer connected. She looked at me and smiled.

"Hold on, you need eyes!"

I suddenly had the ability to see a little bit again. Not much, just a little bit. Just enough to see what happened. I was in front of a mirror. And what I saw shocked me. I saw a white bra and a pair of white panties. And both were very laced, feminine and frilly. Just as I realized what I was, I lost the ability to see.

"See? Aren't you just perfect? Now, we CAN be together forever!"

I wanted to cry. I couldn't, but I wanted to. However, I felt myself being lifted again very soon. And this time, I felt something else alongside being lifted. I was being put on! However, THAT made me feel more comfortable. It filled the gaps; removed the emptiness I felt.

"There, is that better? Now, since you're a magic undergarment, you can't get dirty or smelly or anything. Basically, I CAN wear you forever. We CAN be together forever."

Odd. I feel as if I'm going to like that. I feel like I need to be worn. And you know what? I don't care anymore. I did when I first thought out this chronicle, but I don't anymore. I'm just going to take a rest. A very long rest....