That's odd... Lucy shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Casting a subtle glance around to make sure nobody was looking her way, her hands moved to her breasts and adjusted her bra, which was strangely right around her chest, before moving downwards and slipping into her skirt, fingers picking at her panties. These fit perfectly earlier...
No matter how Lucy adjusted her underwear, both bra and panties dug uncomfortably into her body. Trying to ignore it didn't work either, as the sensation remained prevalent. Eventually, she was forced to admit defeat.
"Um, Kat, right?" Lucy turned to her neighbour, who glanced over her shoulder with a kind smile.
"Yep! Is everything alright, Lucy?" Kat responded. "You look a tad uncomfortable".
"Y-Yeah, everything's fine!" Lucy lied, ignoring the overwhelming urge to adjust her bra for the seventh time. "It's just... I'm heading to the bathroom, so if Abigail comes back while I'm away..."
"Don't worry, I'll let her know," Kat assured her. "Bathroom is across the office, near the door you came in. You know where that is, right?"
With a nod, Lucy was up like a shot. She began to power walk down the aisle towards the bathroom, the irritating tightness growing more and more prevalent with each step. Try as she might, it became too annoying and she ducked into a vacant cubicle. Crouching down, she picked furiously at her underwear, yet it didn't nothing to lessen her discomfort. Forced to admit defeat, she returned to the aisle, her pace closer to a job than a walk. A few people cast her off glances as she moved, but she paid them no mind.
"Ah, finally!"
Barging onto the bathroom, Lucy wasted no time in finding an empty cubicle and locking herself in. Her fingers worked quickly to unbutton her shirt and unzip her skirt, Lucy soon stood in her red underwear. It didn't last long as she pulled her bra from her breasts, allowing her considerable bust to bounce free.
All this stuff is brand new, she thought as she adjusted her bra, soon pulling the loosened garment around her chest. Despite this, it was still snug around her breasts, though no longer uncomfortable. Sadly, her panties remained uncomfortably tight around her hips, no amount of adjustment and wiggling enough to reduce it. Reluctantly, she left them alone, pulling her skirt up her legs. Well, at least it's somewhat bearable now.
While her underwear issues had been somewhat solved, her shirt and skirt presented another issue, one she hadn't realized. Both clung tightly to her body, any creases in her skirt gone as it was drawn right around her lower body. Her top was the same, however the issue was quickly fixed as she left a couple of buttons undone, revealing her ample cleavage.
Thankfully the office is mostly filled with woman, Lucy thought as she left the bathroom. And I doubt any men will try anything...
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