Feeling like he was in a daze, Mike looked down at his body again. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. His chest was round and full, stretching the fabric of the blouse he was wearing. His hands moved towards the collar of the blouse, feeling the fabric under his fingers. It was soft and silky, and he couldn't help but run his finger along the seam of the blouse, marveling at the way it hugged his curves.
But then, his fingers brushed against something else. Something lacy and delicate. He looked down and saw the edge of a bra peeking out from the top of the blouse. He hesitated for a moment, feeling a sense of embarrassment and shame. But then, he knew he had to see what was underneath. He unbuttoned the blouse and pulled it open, revealing a white lace bra that was much too large for his old self.
He ran his fingers along the cusp of the bra, feeling the soft fabric against his skin. Waves of feeling ran through his body, and he couldn't help but let out a small gasp. What was happening to him? He had never felt anything like this before.
He knew he should stop, that this was all too strange and too overwhelming. But he couldn't help himself. He reached up and unhooked the bra, pulling it off and exposing his full breasts to the air. He looked at them, feeling a mixture of awe and confusion. They were large and round, with dark nipples that were already starting to harden. He couldn't help but run his fingers over them, feeling the soft skin and the sensitive flesh.
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