Summer Bikini Top TF

Story:

The sun kissed the horizon, setting the sky ablaze with vibrant hues of orange and pink as the first day of summer dawned. Ethan stood in the surf shop, nervously twiddling his thumbs. He had always dreamed of transforming into a bikini for the summer, to feel the warmth of the sun and the gentle caress of skin against fabric.

With a deep breath, Ethan focused his thoughts and felt the transformation taking hold. His body began to stretch and change, limbs shortening and merging together. His skin itched as a soft green fabric formed over his body, hugging his new bikini top shape. The transformation complete, Ethan found himself hanging on a rack, the spandex material of his new form straining to hold the shape.

He watched as people milled about the shop, picking up items and examining them. Occasionally someone would lift him from the hanger to check the size label before replacing him. Hours passed with no one purchasing him. Just as the shop was about to close, a young woman with auburn hair and creamy skin approached the rack. Her emerald eyes locked onto Ethan's bikini form and a mischievous smile played across her lips.

The woman plucked Ethan from the hanger, turning him over in her hands to admire the way the green material hugged his contours. She giggled softly to herself and carried him to the checkout counter. Ethan's heart raced as he imagined the adventures that awaited him come summer.

Once purchased, the woman carried Ethan to what he assumed was her bedroom. She carelessly tossed him onto the dresser before beginning to strip off her own clothes. Ethan watched, transfixed, as each article of clothing hit the floor, revealing more and more of her toned body. When she unclasped her bra, two perfectly rounded breasts sprang free, nipples already pebbled in anticipation.

The woman picked Ethan up, holding him against her chest. As she reached behind to tie the strings of the bikini, Ethan felt the weight of her breasts pressing against the fabric of his new form. The sensation was intoxicating, nipples poking through the thin material and teasing his sensitive inner surface.

Stepping into a matching green bikini bottoms, the woman adjusted Ethan into place. With each step she took towards the door, Ethan felt the jiggling of her breasts translating into tugs and pulls against his fabric. He realised too late that his transformation might not be as fun as he first imagined. The summer was going to be a long, tortuous test of his willpower as he was stretched and strained, molded to the contours of the woman's chest.

Little did Ethan know, this was only the beginning of his summer of transformation. The woman took her new bikini and him to the beach where the hot summer sun beat down on them relentlessly. Sweat beaded between the woman's breasts soaking into Ethan's fabric making it cling tighter and tighter to her skin.

The bikini top provided covered her breasts but with each step and each movement her breasts would bounce and jiggle straining the bikini's fabric to the limits and Ethan felt like he was going to rip at any second. Each little jiggle and bounce of her breasts would pull Ethan's fabric taut around the nipples until they poked right through the fabric.

Ethan felt her hard nipples poke and prod against his inner surface. They were like little nubs of flesh.

Ethan's mind would go hazy with lust every time one of them poked through. The hot summer sun made the woman sweat profusely and Ethan's fabric would soak up all of her sweat. Her sweat would make the fabric cling to her breasts like a second skin.

Her breasts would rise with each breath and Ethan could feel the sensation of her warm flesh beneath the clingy fabric. Ethan was so sensitive now. He could feel every sensation, every movement of her breasts against him. It was like he was a part of her body.

Ethan spent the entire summer as a bikini stretched tight around the woman's breasts. The sweat, the sun, the sensation of her warm breasts, her hard nipples poking him. The summer was turning out to be a long test of his willpower and self control.

Every day was the same thing - her putting him on as her bikini top for the day. No matter what she did - going to the beach, the pool, sunbathing or running - Ethan had to endure the sensations of her breasts against him. He was stretched tight around them, soaking up her sweat, feeling her nipples harden against him.

It was a never ending cycle of sensation and temptation. Ethan was coming to see this transformation as more of a curse than the fun adventure he had hoped it would be. He could only hope that summer would end soon and he would be able to switch back to his normal human form.