Mary looks thoughtful for a few moments before it finally clicked what she was forgetting. Glancing down at you wrapped around her hips like a normal pair of panties. "Oh Jill its you" you hear her cry. You've never been happier as you see her reach towards you, pulling you away from her flesh slightly...then she stopped.
"Hmm" your mother said "I am already wearing you...and this will certainly teach you not to hide in my panty drawer in future" she said and to your horror, let go of you. You snapped back tightly against her warm flesh as she pulled the leggings up over you and plunged you into tight, warm darkness.
Mary finished getting dressed, not giving you another thought. It was the perfect punishment in her mind, you hid in her panty drawer, you can experience what panties go through. It should certainly deter you in the future.
Of course all you could do is listen to your mother and feel her movements as she got dressed and left the room. Inside her leggings it was very warm, uncomfortable and almost pitch black. The only light you saw was the faint sparking of light coming from between the fabric fibres. But even that was blocked out by the dress your mother changed into.
Mary headed downstairs and grabbed her keys. She locked the front door and headed out into the sunshine. Today she had to head to your fathers factory with an important file on a USB stick but there was no real rush so she decided to walk and enjoy the sunshine.
You felt your mothers legs and ass cheeks move as she walked, grinding and rubbing against her as you acted like any other pair of panties. The heat of the day soaking through her black leggings and making you sweat mentally, as the Beta4 stopped you doing it physically. You wondered where your mother was going.
Eventually Mary got to the factory and got waves in by the security guard Amanda. Everyone here knew Mary, she always made a fuss over any of their birthdays. Heading in she saw all the conveyors and machinery making all sorts of clothing and a vat filled with Beta4 to spray them with.
You heard the machinery and realised you must be at your dads factory, you wondered why your mother had come here today.
Mary headed up to Jacks office but saw through the window he was in a meeting. She glanced around and saw the testing area where new garments were worn and modelled. She smiled to herself figuring she could possibly pass the time trying on some things, forgetting that she was wearing her daughter and the danger of getting her mixed up with another pair of panties. She glanced back through the window wondering if maybe she should just wait for the meeting to finish...
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