Dressing for the Swim Meet (Patreon)

Part of the Beach-Themed exclusive poll (2/3). Yes I know this isn't exactly "beach-themed" but all water is basically the same, right?

The women’s swim team from TF University was among the top-ranked teams and as such, they often traveled around the country to compete. Normally, they would just bring their own swimsuits, but for this particular competition, their coach was bringing them all brand-new ones. But the airline lost her luggage, and the team found themselves on location without any swimsuits. Sure, some of the girls brought their old ones, but not enough to compete. Since this was one of the biggest meets of the year, the coach made a quick decision. Calling upon the power that was the namesake of their university, she transformed Tracy, the slowest swimmer, into swimsuits for the entire team. While human to object transformations were common, it was normally on a 1-to-1 basis. Transforming a person into more than one object is known to have detrimental effect on their mental state, and as such was not recommended and not often done. But poor Tracy found herself split in 28 individual swimsuits. She could still see in her transformed state and without eyelids, had no way to avert her gaze from the naked bodies of her teammates. As they pulled her over their shapely bodies, Tracy was overwhelmed with sensations. She could feel the warmth of their skin and every contour of their bodies as she was stretched and pulled to her limit, feeling like every muscle was twisted into an uncomfortable, near-breaking position. It only got worse as more and more of her teammates snapped her into place. All of her senses were intact, so Tracy could also smell and taste their skin as if her nose and tongue were pressed into every inch of all 28 women. The sensation was overwhelming the poor girl, but that was nothing compared to what happened next. Once the team stood and started walking around, Tracy could feel every step and twist, her body acting almost like a second skin to them all. With all 28 women moving, Tracy’s mind could barely comprehend what was happening. And then the first women dove into the pool. The bending and stretching intensified as her teammates exerted themselves to their fullest. Furthermore, the heavily-chlorinated water soaking into Tracy’s body introduced another set of smells and tastes. As the meet went on, it only got worse, with sweat adding to the mix as her mind slowly broke under the stress of it all.