"Whoa" Dan thinks. His sister's breasts are heavy, and he's forced to hold it up. His sister put a shirt on, and Dan's view is gone.
"This is great" he hears his sister's vocie in his mind.
"What's great?" he thinks.
"Oh...I forgot to tell you, you can hear my thoughts, and I can hear yours." she said.
"Oh" Dan says(thinks).
"I know, it kind of stinks, but eventually it won't matter." she said.
"What do you mean?" Dan asks.
"You'll see what I mean" she thought. Kat began to walk, and her breasts started to bounce. Dan continued to wish this would end, and that it was just a nightmare.
"It's no nightmare" he heard Kat's voice in his head. She continued to walk, and Dan was being tortured. She walked down the stairs, and the bouncing became worse. Dan soon realized that his sister was messing with his mind.
"You want breasts" he heard a faint whisper in the back of his head. "They complete you"
"What?" he thought. But something was becoming appealing about Kat's breasts. Dispite the weight they were putting on him right now, he couldn't help thinking they were good things, not bad.
"That's right" he heard the faint whisper.
"But I don't want to be a bra!" he thought. "What's wrong with my brain!"
"Yes you do" the whisper said. "You've always wanted to get closer to your girlfriend's boobs"
"True" Dan thought.
"So why is your sister's any different?" it asked.
"I...don't know" Dan thought dreamily.
"They aren't different"
"No...they aren't"
"You want them"
"Yes"
"You can't live without them"
"Y..e...s" Dan's mind was slowing for some reason. The constant bouncing of his sister's breasts he loved.
"Wait! What am I thinking!" he snapped out of it.
"Just like what you are" he heard the whisper.
"I'm not a bra!"
"Oh...but you are. You have two cups, a strap, and you're holding up a girl's breasts"
"True" Dan thought. He was really confused. He had no clue what this whisper was all about, but it seemed to have some control over him. It was telling him he enjoyed being a bra, but he didn't. Yet, when he was told that, he seemed to think it more. And the longer it went on, the harder it was to fight it.
"You want to be a bra"
"I..." Dan hesitated. "I...want - no I - want to be...a bra" he thought. His will was becoming weak.
"Right...and what do bras do?" the mysterious voice asked.
"They..." Dan tried to fight it. "They...- no! I need to - I need to hold her breasts"
"Right" the voice said. "That's what you want to do. You were made for this purpose"
"Yes" Dan said. "My purpose" He felt Kat's boobs bounce quite a bit as she laughed an evil laugh.
"I'm letting her win!" Dan thought. "Need...to...hold...on" but the mysterious voice didn't need to be there anymore. What it had started would be finnished.
"I'm...a...huma- bra....a bra...I need to hold up her boobs" Dan thought.
"That's right" he heard his sister say in his head. Dan was in bliss, he was doing what he wanted: to hold up breasts. Just five minutes ago, he had been a human, and now all he wanted to do was be strapped on a girl's chest and hold up her boobs.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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