You have finally gotten used to the pain of being stretched, and are completely lost int he pleasure of being worn by Sarah. Deep in the back of your mind, you are still worried about not being returned to Kristina, but the bliss of being worn overcomes that worry. You feel her breasts start to bounce again, and you try to listen to what is going on outside. Your concentration is very limited, put you are able to pick up on a few words that you understand.
"Darn...need to...more clothes..." you hear her say. You try as hard as you can to concentrate, but the arousal of being worn is making it harder and harder to understand words.
"Bra...small....buy...." you heard a few of the words, but most of them aren't making any sense to your fabric mind. You feel her hand start to adjust your straps. Your body is moved around her breasts, as she tries to make you conform to her body. Your body continues to stretch this way and that, and you desperately want to conform to her body, but your body wasn't made for her. She's too big, you were made for someone that has smaller breasts. But you still love her just as much, and you almost forget about Kristina. Your past relations with her as a human have no meaning anymore. You are made to hug her breasts, and your humanity is shrinking away with every passing moment. This feels so good! Don't buy another bra, I'll do good for you! You think, but of course she can't hear you. You feel her breasts bouncing up and down.
"Did...find...alright?" you hear an unfamiliar voice ask.
"Yes" Sarah affirms. You hear the sounds of a cash register, and then you hear Sarah running out of the stores. The faster she goes, the more her breasts bounce.
"Dang...-fifteen....time to....shower" you hear her say. You hear the car engine start. For a while you sit on her chest, feeling the low rumble of the car. Finally, she gets out of the car, and you hear a familiar voice.
"Sarah! ...late...happened?" You hear Kristina.
"....errand...run" Sarah says. You hear the sounds of a crowded restaurant. You feel the movement stop, and then you hear the girls start talking.
"So...John..." you hear Sarah ask.
"Seattle...business...that" Kristina responds.
".....never...Seattle" another girl says. "Whats...like?"
"I...know" Kristina says. It takes you awhile to realize, but they are talking about you. John must have been your name. They continue to talk, but the talking goes into a different kind of direction as you realize that they are drinking.
"Want...club?" Sarah asks. Everyone else says yes, and then you hear the car engine start again. They arrive at this place called a "club" which leaves you puzzled.
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