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?"hey can u come over? i need a second opinion on some new outfits"

That was the first thing that greeted Gearth as he slowly woke up this morning. It was a text from his pig friend, Atticus, who lived just across the street...normally, the rabbit would be over there in just a few minutes, but considering he was still half-asleep, he was feeling pretty lazy.

"cant u just send me some pics or smth" he responded, before stretching out and letting out a nice, long yawn in bed. He already knew what Atticus's likely answer would be, but regardless of what she said, it was worth a try.

"lol u live across the street get over here dork"

Yeah, that's about what he expected. Especially the 'dork'. The bun stretched again before slowly clambering out of bed, the sun reflecting off his fur, splotched with a color pattern not unlike that of a giraffe. He knew the pig wasn't the most patient gal in the world, so he decided to clean up as fast as he possibly could.

He was knocking on Atti's door a few minutes later. The pig answered almost immediately, a smile on her face as she saw her friend. "Hey Gearth! Told you it wouldn't be long." she teased before inviting him in. The rabbit just stood there for a few seconds, looking at his friend and noting her distinct lack of any new clothes. She was wearing a ratty old band t-shirt and lounge sweats, looking like she had just woke up herself! "...this your new outfit?" the bun joked as he walked in, hearing Atticus snicker behind him in response. "Duh, no it's not, silly. I gotta root around in my closet first. Just take a seat on the couch, hun."

As Gearth walked in, he noticed that Atticus had pulled out her couch and moved it so that it faced her open closet. Maybe she hadn't just woke up after all. The rabbit made his way over to the couch, Atticus already standing in front of her closet. "All right, Gearth, here's what I got first..."

The pig disappeared into her closet for a minute or two, slamming the doors behind her as Gearth watched. Eventually, the doors opened once more and the pig stepped out, wearing something that the rabbit ACTUALLY hadn't seen her wear before! A thin, frilly burgundy top that looked rather nice to Gearth, complete with a charcoal black skirt! The rabbit clapped as Atticus showed it all off. "You know, it actually looks really good! I love the skirt..." Gearth complemented his friend, Atticus starting to twirl around to show all of her outfit.

Then, Gearth noticed something. The skirt fluttered as she twirled around, and the rabbit swore that Atti wasn't wearing any panties underneath that skirt! "Uh, Atti, I think you forgot your underwear..." he said, Atticus ending her twirl with her back facing the rabbit. He heard a giggle from his friend, before he also noticed that Atticus had ended her little twirl quite...close to him. "Oh, you're gonna help me with that, dear~"

Gearth was a bit confused about what she was saying at first. Good thing it wouldn't take long for Atticus to act on her words! In one swift motion, she reached behind and pulled her skirt up, letting Gearth see her black, chubby rump for just a few moments...before it descended right onto his face!

"Hey! What's the big deal!?" Gearth yelled as he was suddenly smothered by his friend's ass...at least, that's what he was trying to say. All Atticus heard from beneath her was a few muffled "mmph!"s and "mrrf!"s as Gearth tried in vain to get around 200 pounds of pork off of his face. "Hey, calm down, Gearth! This might not work otherwise..." the pig teased as she started to press more of her weight down onto her friend's face. She would have exactly what she needed to complete her outfit in just a few minutes!

"What the hell do you mean by th-" Gearth replied, unfortunately cut off by Atticus grinding his head into the couch cushions to get him to quiet down. "Hush, just try to enjoy it...you're gonna look so cute~"

Gearth took a moment to register his surroundings for a little bit. Despite Atti grinding her ass against him with quite a bit of pressure, her cheeks still felt pretty warm and soft on his face...his snout was wedged pretty firmly between them, as well, giving him little wiggle room. The one thing he was thankful for was that instead of a rank or sweaty musk down here, there was just a fresh, almost perfume-y scent to Atticus...though smelling it still made his head swim a little bit. It was thick, that was for sure...ugh, Atti was really crushing the resistance out of him right now! He didn't really want to be in this position right now, but considering how much weight the pig had on him, there wasn't much he could do...

Eventually, Atticus felt the struggles beneath her becoming less and less spirited. "Theeeere ya go, hun. Lemme take care of ya..." the pig teased, still keeping up the pressure on Gearth's face, grinding her rump up and down his snout, making sure he was as complacent as possible before she moved on to what was next. It was something she had been wanting to try out for quite a while now!

Atti's skirt rested on the top of Gearth's head, leaving it completely black underneath her rear. The rabbit really only had feel and hearing to rely on in regards to senses...and even his feeling in his face was beginning to seem a bit funny. There was almost...a tingling? Everywhere his face touched Atticus's cheeks. The heat under here was cranking up as well, almost as if he was starting to...no, that was ridiculous to even think of. Improbable!

"Aahh...you're doing great so far, hun~" the pig encouraged as she felt Gearth starting to literally melt right into her ass! The rabbit couldn't feel what was happening outside of that tingling, but he was well on his way to becoming the pair of panties Atticus needed to complete her outfit! The pig had gotten a hold of some very "special" body lotion, the source of that wonderful smell, and also a catalyst for transformation...all it needed was a bit of pressure to get to work, and Atticus was providing that in spades. The rabbit would be nothing but musky pig panties in no time!

Gearth still kept up his squirms, but it was very obvious that he wouldn't be getting up until Atticus decided he was -allowed- to. Being completely blinded by the pig's ample curves, it was difficult to tell exactly what was going on...his whole body was starting to be overwhelmed by that tingling feeling. It was getting to be...really sticky-feeling down here, actually. Like, not even as if Atticus was sweating or anything, though she certainly was...it felt like his face was being glued to the pig's rump! This was wayyyy too weird, and it just had to stop!

The rabbit put all of his strength into one last struggle, one last push to get the fat pig off of his face! But when he pulled back to get some inertia...he found that he couldn't move at all. And it wasn't, like, just Atti sitting down on him hard. No, he couldn't even move at all, not even an inch...and it was at this point that he realized that he couldn't feel his face at all! It seemed like every part of his body that was touching Atticus was now completely numb; the rabbit could still feel his legs, but he couldn't move them at all. What on Earth was going on!?

"Aah...won't be long now." Atticus commented as she continued to put pressure down on her friend. She could feel Gearth's form starting to melt into every place she had applied the lotion to, her bare naked rear starting to warm up with the new fabric that was encircling it. She didn't want to look down until the process was finished, partially because she was too busy focusing on how good it felt, and partially because it probably wouldn't look right down there until it was all finished up, with the rabbit being half-melted and everything. Might ruin the mood...

At this point, Gearth was basically unable to move any part of his body. It was still pitch-black, but it almost felt like a bit of sleep paralysis to him, where he was constantly trying to open his eyes and see something, but his body just wouldn't allow him to. It felt like he was getting stretched out like a piece of taffy over Atticus's form; he was beginning to feel full, almost, as if he was being wrapped around the rear that had just been smothering him. At some point he had stopped breathing, well, at least in the conventional fashion...but he didn't feel panicked or sick or dizzy or anything, really. He just felt...warm. Comforted. Which was certainly an odd change of pace considering how freaked out and confused he was feeling just a few minutes later. It was weird, but he felt like...like he belonged here, smothered under his friend's rear. Maybe he would complete her outfit after all. There was really only one way to find out.

Atticus started to ease up the pressure as she felt the face beneath her starting to become less and less of a thing. It felt like she was sinking right into the earth, as if her butt was going to touch the couch just a few moments later. Everything in her crotch region felt so warm and tingly and fuzzy all of a sudden...it was such a great mix of sensations! The lotion said it would only take a few minutes to work, and the pig felt like Gearth was almost done. Oh, she couldn't wait to look in the mirror and see what the bunny turned into! So, after a few more minutes to make sure that Gearth had completed his transformation, the pig got up from the couch, seeing that it was like Gearth had never been there at all. A fresh, soft pair of panties graced her crotch and legs, and she raised her skirt up as she walked over to the mirror to get a good look. Her hand went to her mouth and she stifled some laughter as she saw exactly what the rabbit had turned into; the panties mostly kept his mottled fur pattern, but the front of them, right where her bulge was kept, was where the rabbit's face had been emblazoned! Oh, it was so perfect that he would be stuck right against her bulge for as long as she wore him. Even though her panties were a bit louder than the rest of her outfit, they still fit together with it quite well! And even if they didn't, well, they were hidden under a skirt all the time, anyway.

For Gearth...things were a little less great. He could see once more, but he was forced to look at his reflection in the mirror as nothing but a pair of blushing, soon-to-be-musky panties. Already he could feel the pig's bulge twitching inside of him, smell that thick musk mixed with the leftover scent of the lotion she had used to turn him into this. He enjoyed his last few moments of sight before Atticus dropped her skirt back over him, rubbing over her new panties as she put on some shoes and prepared to walk out the door...