The next morning, Megumin woke up by herself, feeling a newfound sense of clarity and determination. She slowly stretched and yawned, then noticed something on her nightstand.
It was Chris's panties.
For a moment, Megumin felt a twinge of temptation. The silky fabric looked so soft and inviting, and she knew that she could easily slip back into her old ways.
But then Chris's voice echoed in her mind, reminding her of the promise they made to each other. Megumin took a deep breath, then reached over and picked up the panties.
She didn't sniff them or even look at them too closely. Instead, she simply set them aside and focused on her morning meditation. She knew that this was just the beginning of her journey towards recovery, but for the first time in a long while, she felt as though she could handle it.
But as Megumin continued her meditation, she found herself unable to stop thinking about the panties. Her mind kept wandering back to the scent of Chris, imagining her wearing the silky fabric.
Before she knew it, Megumin found her hands reaching for the panties. She told herself that it was just one sniff, that she could stop anytime she wanted to.
But as she held the panties to her nose, Megumin felt a wave of pleasure wash over her. She closed her eyes, taking in the scent of Chris's body and imagining her every movement as she wore them.
Megumin knew that she shouldn't be doing this, but it felt too good to stop. She continued to inhale deeply, her mind consumed by the intoxicating sensation.
It wasn't until a sudden knock at the door that Megumin snapped out of her trance. She quickly shoved the panties under her pillow, then called out for the visitor to enter.
It was Kazuma, one of her fellow adventurers. "Hey, Megumin. Are you ready to head out?" he asked, his voice gruff.
Megumin nodded, trying to shake off the lingering effects of the pleasure she had just experienced. "Yes, I'm ready."
As they headed out on their mission, Megumin tried her best to avoid looking at Chris. She knew that if she did, she would be unable to control herself.
But no matter how hard she tried, her eyes kept wandering back to Chris's form. She couldn't help but notice how the fabric of her clothes hugged her curves, or how her hair flowed gently in the breeze.
And every time she looked at Chris, Megumin couldn't help but imagine her wearing those panties. It was like a constant whisper in her mind, tempting her to give in to her desires.
It wasn't until they arrived at their destination that Megumin realized how much she had been affected. Chris turned to her, asking if she was okay, and Megumin found herself blushing uncontrollably.
She couldn't help it – every time she looked at Chris, her mind was filled with images of the other woman in those panties. It was like a drug, an addiction that she couldn't control.
Megumin knew that she needed to get a grip on herself, and fast. She couldn't let her obsession with Chris and those panties get in the way of their mission.
But even as they set out to complete their task, Megumin couldn't shake off the feeling of temptation. She knew that she needed to find a way to turn her mind away from those panties and towards the task at hand.

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The Panty Thief - Megumin's Addiction
FanfictionThis story explores Megumin's bad habit of stealing panties at night, which started out innocently but soon became an addiction. She finds herself unable to resist the thrill of stealing panties, and soon her life will take an emotional turn of even...