Nicole puts the gun and the bra that is in fact her boyfriend down, and smiles "Well, you look super cute and comfy, so better put you to use Natha...excuse me, bra" giggles and slips her shirt over her head, revealing a plain white t-shirt style bra, and she slips that off too, now naked from waist up, and smiles as she picks up her new 'bra' and giggles once more "I can not believe this...this is you, you're a bra, and I am just gonna...wear you, like a bra?"
Nathan is staring up at Nicole with rapt fascination. It's bizarre being this small, inanimate, unable to move, and looking up at her, this gorgeous giantess, and when she takes off her current bra, all he can think about is that it's his job to hold those wonderful breasts, all day, cupping them, feeling them fill his form, give him definition, shape.... purpose. He hears her question and sighs mentally, which comes through the speaker on the TF gun "Hmmmmm, yes Nicole, gawd, is it bad I almost called you owner? Like this is such a deep fetish, I never realized just how bad it was, but the thought of being worn by you like this..." trails off, and she picks 'him' up and looks the bra over, giggles "I was checking to see if you popped a wire or anything, sounded like you might've given yourself a hard on, but nope, nothing on you to get hard, 'bra'" she giggles and smiles "Let's see how you fit"
Nathan manages not to respond for a few reasons. First, he wants this bad, and doesn't want to do anything to mess with her trying him on, and if he can convince her, wearing him as a bra all day. Maybe even treating him like a bra longer? But secondly, he is stupidly aroused, but with no biological ability to act on it, no release possible, it's rapidly becoming just about the horniest he has ever been in his life.
That is, until she slips him on. From her perspective, Nicole slips her arms into the new bra that had been her boyfriend a few minutes ago, and puts him on like any other bra, getting him settled and adjusted, before sighing and checking herself in the mirror "Ohhh Nathan, oh my God, you are the best bra ever, you are so comfortable, so perfect, wow, this is amazing."
From his perspective, the process is a bit different, and much more pleasurable and intense. Nathan feels his now light form in her hands, and then the trip as her arms go through him, and she gets him in place, her breasts filling his cups, his straps sleek and snug to her shoulders and back, her body filling his form. Its form. He was Nathan but now he is bra, and being bra is sooo much better than being Nathan. Nicole is a veritable goddess, her chest completely defining its existence, giving it shape, purpose, being its whole world. It doesn't speak because bras do not speak to their owners, but when Nicole addresses him as Nathan it jolts him back a bit.
"Nathan, I said how does it feel, because you are simply the best bra I have ever worn?" and she is holding the gun, a little worried he didn't answer. But bra thinks and realizes it used to be Nathan and owner is thinking and acting like they are still boyfriend and girlfriend, just her boyfriend turned into a bra. Forcing itself to think, and the speaker still is "Nathan's" voice "Oh babe, this is amazing, this is so incredible, I feel great, better than that really. You are so stunning, and I love how you fill me. If I am that good a bra, you should wear me today...oh, I know, we can kinda role play... treat me like I am just your bra, heck, even mute the speaker, and I will be your bra all day, and you can be my owner" suggesting it, as if that wasn't how it was already thinking of things, hoping she will agree.
Nicole giggles "That's a little dirty, hehe, like some sort of bondage.... my little bra, trapped as my favorite lingerie, reduced to my mere possession, hmmm?" she giggles at the thought, like it's a joke, but bra is thrilled, wanting it, NEEDING it "Yes, exactly like that....hehe, owner. Bra is happy to be worn by owner, happy to be comfortable, hehe" She giggles, at his act as a mere bra, having no clue it is very much not an act, but an incredibly blissful state of being. Nicole smiles, holding up the gun "You are stuck until I turn you back with this, too....hmmm, we should have a safe word, where I unmute this, and you simply say the word and I turn you back. Otherwise, I keep you a bra another day. Or longer" giggling once more at her tease.
But bra doesn't think it's a tease: to it, that's the goal, the desired outcome, to be the best bra for as long as it can be. But how to help owner get there, to that point, and think of it less as her boyfriend Nathan and more as simply bra? It would smile, but already it no longer even thinks of itself in terms of that sort of human expression, but it recalls being Nathan and the relationship with Nicole. "Yeah, so once a day, turn on the speaker and give me a chance to say the safe word. If I say it first, then I have to turn into whatever or whoever you tell me, and if you turn me back first, then YOU have to become whatever I tell you. Deal?"
Nicole shudders at that, because being turned into something is not only Nathan's fetish, but low key scary to her, and she shivers "I dunno babe, y'know I low key freak out over that, and now that it's real.... I don't think I could handle that" but she giggles and smiles mischievously, cupping her chest in her new bra. "Which means I won't change you back until you tell me..... think you can handle it, couple of days as my bra? Maybe more? Maybe I just wash you like the clothing you are, fold you up, keep you, until you beg to be restored to human, hmmm?"
Bra would explode into pleasure if it could, because it has maneuvered her to exactly the place it wanted, but it needs to sell it, needs to convince her that Nathan is game for her little dare, so it needs to treat her like a girlfriend, not an owner right now.
"Oh man babe, I dunno, weeks as a bra? I don't know if I can hold out that long. And the whole time, you won't have a boyfriend, so who knows what you and your girlfriends will get up to.... but you know me, I can't back down from a challenge, Nikki, so you're on. Well, no, I am on, you. So, until the bet is done, I am not Nathan, I am bra" chuckles a bit to reassure her, and she giggles. "Deal, and have a nice existence, bra" saying that last part intentionally, blowing a kiss, and then muting the mic on the fetish tf gun, and putting in the back of her top drawer. SUCCESS!
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