You found an assortment of bras, each with cups seemingly big enough to hold a cantaloupe. You checked the tag, which read 32J.
"A J-cup!" you shouted, incredulously, "Are you serious?!"
"But of course," Tina replied. "You always did love boobs, so I wanted to give you a set that was truly eye-popping. Now, you'll never be far from a perfect pair. I figured you'd be pleased." Tina laughed maniacally to herself as you were left to stare at your mammoth melons. You ignored her, as you rummaged through your dresser and closet seeking out something big and bulky.
"Are there any sweaters in here?" you asked.
"Of course not," Tina replied sweetly. "It's August. All of your winter clothes are packed away. Don't worry, we'll bring them out if you can't finish your challenge before fall. But right now, it's summer time! Time for you to flaunt it!"
"Well, I can assure you I won't be doing any of that."
"Oh, I think we will," Tina said slyly. "You can dress yourself with your new clothes, however, each outfit gets approved by me in the morning. And I think it would be a shame for you to cover up those sweater bombs. I won't allow it."
"How the hell am I supposed to complete the challenge with my tits hanging out?!"
"I would suggest you keep the conversation interesting."
You roll your eyes, exasperated. "No," you finally say. "I'm not doing it. I won't give you the satisfaction."
Tina's smile widened even further. "I figured you would say that. Fortunately, you don't have any say in the matter. I can always just dress you myself." And with a wave of her wand, your clothes disappeared, leaving you completely nude. You tried to slow Tina down, however, she was already too far gone.
"Well, I suppose I should tell you about your new job. You're the foreman's assistant at a construction company. So you'll be working on-site and helping handle anything which may arouse-- I mean arise. And today is your first day, so I want you looking extra professional. First thing's first: you've got to have your hair and makeup looking just right on your first day." As she spoke, you could feel makeup being expertly applied to your face, as if multiple sets of hands were simultaneously working on you. You watched every blemish on your face disappear as layers of foundation were delicately applied. You noticed layers of mascara thickening your lashes and setting off your large, round eyes. Finally, you noticed your lips turn a deep shade of red, which contrasted nicely with your alabaster skin. "Let's also give you some special hair," Tina added, as your locks turned from black to a softer, amber. "The black may be natural, but its a pretty harsh look for a girl like you."
"Would you look at you all dolled-up," Tina teased. "Now we just need to get you dressed. Let's start with lingerie. With a set of tits like those, I know you'll need a lot of support." With a flick of her wrist she pointed the wand towards the dresser, which opened the drawer next to where the bras were, which revealed a small mountain of panties. Tina quickly settled on a pair, pointed at it, and flung it towards you. The black garment shot over to your feet, and quickly forced its way up your legs. You noticed that it was a lacy black thong, and you tried to protest, but by the time you had opened your mouth, the straps and strings had nestled between your diminutive ass cheeks.
"Now for the harder part," said Tina, as she pointed the wand at the corresponding black bra, which she then flung towards you in much the same way she had the thong. This time, however, the bra hit you with a much greater force, as the cups fit over your boobs, but simultaneously knocked you back on the bed as the straps worked their way over your shoulders and fastened at the back. You were left lying on the bed, in shock, feeling the tops of your titanic tits pressing up against your chin. You could also feel how tightly constrained you were in the bra. Everything fit, but just barely, and one wrong move would have likely sent you spilling out.
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"Why is this so tight?" you whined.
"With girls like those, you need it to be tight. Plus, how else is that thing going to push those puppies up?"
"Why the hell do I need a pushup bra?" you asked in frustration.
"When it makes cleavage like that, do you really need to ask?"
With great effort, you hoisted yourself up into a sitting position, just in time to see a pair of black nylons flying in your direction. They slid up your smooth, creamy legs, and settled at your waist. Next was a button-up blouse, which sailed around your back before covering your arms and closing at the front. You quickly noticed, however, that only about two-thirds of the buttons actually fastened, which prompted you to ask, "wait, what about the rest of these."
"Close them if you can," Tina replied dismissively.
You tried your best to close the remaining buttons, but getting them to stretch over your tits was an impossible task. Tina laughed uproariously as she watched you wrestle with your oversized melons. "Like I said, good luck!"
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As you sought to better disguise your burgeoning bosom, a tight, stretchy pencil skirt worked its way up to your waist, and then back over your nylon-encased thighs, leaving nearly all of your legs exposed. As you tried to clamber down from the bed, you noticed a pair of strappy wedge heels position themselves under your feet and fasten themselves, leaving you tottering around as Tina stared at you.
"Well, well, well. I guarantee that if Mike had seen this new vision, he would have given you at least a double-take, maybe more..." she trailed off, provocatively. "But sadly, Mike has gone away for a while. But that just means that a couple of roommates like us are about to have a ton of fun!" With that, she pointed to the nightstand with her wand, where your purse appeared. "You better get going. Everything you need is in there. Phone, ID, keys. You don't want to be late to your first day on the job!"
Hesitantly, you reached in and picked up the purse. You pulled out the wallet, and picked up your ID, which showed your face and listed the name "Kimi Fujiyama." It said you were 5'1" and 110 pounds, however, it seemed like at least 20 was just in your tits. What did you do?   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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