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Today was the day Max had been waiting for. After six long weeks of torture, the package he’d ordered from a custom tailor on the other side of the country had finally arrived, and it was now sitting on his bed.
Bursting with excitement, Max took a knife to the box that held his present and tore it open. He peeled the cardboard edges back and stopped to take in what he was seeing.
Folded neatly at the bottom of the box was a large square of light blue cloth. A note sat on top that simply said, “Enjoy your new gift.”
Tossing the note aside, Max touched the blue cotton fabric. He couldn’t believe how soft it was; it nearly melted in his hands. Eagerly, he grabbed the top of the cloth and pulled it up and out of the box.
At first, the long piece of cloth seemed to never end; it just kept unfolding and unfolding from the box. But eventually, the bottom half broke free of the package.
Max held the cloth garment up above his head, keeping the bottom from touching the ground as he took in its entire presence.
It was a large blue sack – roughly 6 feet tall and 3 feet wide – with a placket of eight white unfastened buttons that spanned from the top to the very center.
It was his very own custom buttonsack. Even as Max held it in his hands, he still couldn’t believe that such a thing was real. Yet, here it was, ready and waiting for him.
Laying the buttonsack down on the bed so that he could get a good look at it, Max hurriedly started to take off his clothes. He couldn’t wait to try out his new toy.
Even as he stood in his underwear, looking down at the cotton bag, he still wasn’t satisfied. So Max removed his underpants, as well, leaving him fully exposed.
Next, the boy reached out and took the buttonsack in his hands. The soft fabric brushed up against his naked body, sending chills through his skin.
This was the moment he’d waited for all of his life.
Pulling the unbuttoned mouth of the sack open wide, Max placed one foot down into the soft, warm comfort of the bag. Once he was stable, he placed the other foot into the fabric.
Slowly, provocatively, Max pulled the bag up over his thighs. He felt himself become aroused as the fabric slid passed his manhood and up around his body.
The boy didn’t stop until the top of the unbuttoned placket that lined the mouth of the sack was hanging on his shoulders.
With the bag engulfing all of him but his head, Max laid down on his bed. He closed his eyes and squirmed around in the bag. He drank in the blissful sensation of the soft cloth rubbing against his bare skin while he moaned softly. Even as he pulled the unfastened cloth over his head, he yearned to know what it would feel like to be completely buttoned into the sack — to be bagged and held captive, only able to struggle and “mmmmph” through the row of buttons that covered his face. If only there was a way he could know.
And just like a wish being granted, at that very moment, there was a soft knock on his bedroom door.
Max quickly pulled the sack down from around his head, but that was the best he could do. There was no hiding himself from whoever was on the other side.
The door slowly opened, revealing a young girl on the other side. It was Olivia, Max’s girlfriend.
Max cringed in embarrassment. He couldn’t believe Olivia was seeing him like this. What would she possibly think of his fetish? Would she tell his friends he was a freak? Would she break up with him? Would she make sure he never dated anyone ever again?
Luckily, none of those things happened.
“What do we have here?” Olivia smiled as she stepped through the door and closed it behind her. Kneeling down beside Max, she examined his particularly excited physique and caressed his bagged leg. She moved her fingertips across the row of unfastened buttons, briefly running her hand on the underside of the fabric so that she could touch Max’s bare skin. Then she asked him the one question he had been dying to answer for most of his life, [“Do you need someone to button you in?”](https://sta.sh/0brxlhj7stk)
**THE END? You decide! Comment to continue the story…**
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