Jeff felt very awkward being worn by Rush, it didn’t feel like he expected. Being denim was a bit strange, his rough denim skin kept rubbing against each other. Jeff didn’t know Rush too well, just that he was some gamer nerd who spent all his time playing PC games in class.
Rush petted Jeff, “Don’t worry Jeffy, we will be home soon. You are a nice denim set. Man, just wait till I wear you in class tomorrow.”
Jeff began to panic, he didn’t expect to be clothing for this long. In fact he wasn’t even planning on being worn. He just wanted to spend a brief period in this form alone to himself. Now he was forced to be stuck with this nerd. There was nothing he could do about it now, he was just an object, he was meant to be worn by humans.
Funny how the world works. Jeff was somewhat in the popular crowd in high school, in any other situation he would not even be caught dead hanging out with a nerd like Rush, now he is forced to not just be with him but owned by him. He shuddered in his mind, being owned was a new concept to him. As a human he knew no one could own him as a slave, but the 13th Amendment didn’t apply to denim clothing, right?
Jeff sighed, he didn’t want to succumb to his fate but he had to be realistic about his situation. He could not turn back by himself, he was at the mercy of Rush.