You can't really tell time as a bra, so you have no idea that it has actually been a year since you were transformed, but you come to when you realize you've been taken off. You look around and see your sister's face, and she looks like she's been crying. "I'm sorry brother, but it turns out by not taking you off during your limited time, you got dirty, really dirty. You are now too dirty to change back. I'm sorry, but you will remain a bra forever, and you cannot die, even if you are torn to shreds, you will feel as though you are the shreds, and-oh gosh, what have I done!" She wailed. She then broke down into crying , dropping you to the ground. You are shocked at what you are hearing, but you oddly don't care. You just want to be worn again, to be out on again, to hold up your sister's breasts again. Your sister then picks you back up and puts you on. Instantly, you go back into the blur, which you stay for all enternity.