"I'm going to become a shirt." said Ryan.
"Well don't let me stop you." said Jeremy.
Ryan decided to become a shirt on the body of Liam, the boys' next-door neighbor. He was tall, blond, muscular and very sexy. He had the perfect body, and Ryan wanted to be his shirt.
Ryan stripped down and jumped the fence, and going through the back door to Liam's house. (It was unlocked.) He tiptoed up the stairs to Liam's room. Liam had just came from football practice, so he was sleeping. Liam, conveniently, was naked, lying in bed. Ryan walked up to his closet and placed his hand on a t-shirt. Feeling the tingling feeling throughout his nude form, Ryan walked over to the bed where Liam slept.
First, Ryan felt himself lighten. He felt as light as the cotton t-shirt he was to become. Ryan climbed onto the bed, and, on all fours, sat over Liam, admiring his godly body. Suddenly, Ryan uncontrollably fell on Liam's nude body. Liam didn't wake up, which was odd, but Ryan didn't care. He was lost in a state of sexual pleasure, as his body was flattening, and tanning. The t-shirt was the same color of Liam's tanned skin. Now flattened, Ryan's body began to lose it's remaining humanity. His arms melded with his torso, his head just collapsed into his neck, and his legs sucked into his body. Now a flat piece of cotton, Ryan groaned again as he began to form the shape of the t-shirt. He rolled his cotton body across Liam's sculpted chest. He was going to be a tight fitting shirt. Shrinking to just barely fit Liam's muscular body, Ryan covered Liam's pecs. Ryan could feel Liam's sexy sweat soaking into his cotton body. He loved every moment of it.
Ryan rolled over Liam's massive shoulders and began to work his way down Liam's back. At the same time, he was forming the arms of the t-shirt, wrapping around Liam's huge biceps, in a state of pure sexual bliss. If he had still had a human penis, he would have had a huge erection. Having finished forming the shape of the t-shirt, Ryan began to smooth over, tightening to show off Liam's amazing chest. Finishing, Ryan just laid there, loving how he was Liam's shirt, his property.
After a few hours, Liam woke up. He was puzzled at first, after all, he thought he had stripped naked. As Liam sat up, Ryan's cotton body was rubbing against Liam's sweaty skin as he shifted his muscles. But, Liam liked the way this shirt felt on his body, so he decided to leave it on.