Jeff was horrified when Stephanie casual offered her friend Nikki him in bra form. Nikki seeing this as just her friend giving her a girl of course wouldn't turn down a brand new bra with a tag and everything!
She quickly slipped Jeff on, adjusting him to fit properly. The moment she put him on she could tell he wasn't really her size, Stephanie and your mother hadn't thought to adjust your size to hers. Still Nikki didn't want to seem rude, so she toughed it out having a bra on that was a little too tight.
For Jeff it was an entirely different experience. Held firmly, tightly against Nikki's breasts their massive weight over him took command. He was a poor fit for her, offering no control as her breasts moved as they wanted. Still he was strong enough to hold them ever if he wasn't made to handle this kind of load long term.
Nikki eventually left, returning to her own home. Once home she removed Jeff as she began deciding what to do with him. She couldn't really use him since he wasn't her size, and the tag was still on so she could always exchange him for something that did fit her. But perhaps she knew someone else who could use it? This bra could be a bra passed down friend to friend as a friendly act of unity among fellow woman.
Returning it seemed easier. But not as easy as just giving the bra over to her mother to deal with. Nikki's mom knew a ton of woman who might have daughters who would be happy to take this bra off her hands. Her mom was something on a social butterfly so it really shouldn't be any trouble she figured.
Finding her mom in the living room she approached her with Jeff in hand. "Hey mom, Stephanie gave me this bra but it doesn't fit me. I didn't want to seem rude so I took it, but do you think you could find someone to pass it on to? It's brand new, still has the tag and everything."
Her mom took Jeff into her hands examining him. "Why not just return it?"
"Too much work." Nikki shrugged.
"Oh well, sure I'll float it around and see if anyone might need it."
"Thanks!" With that Nikki left Jeff in her mother's hands. Her mother sitting Jeff onto the sofa beside her as she continued watching what was on the TV.
After a bit she got up to brew some tea to drink, when she returned she forgot Jeff was there and sat on top of him. Having someone sit on top of you was not a pleasant experience for Jeff. He'd have to stay like this until she noticed him, taking him and placing him into a bag as she left the house.
Jeff would sit in the darkness of the bag for a few hours thinking over his terrible luck. This was supposed to be a fun adventure, instead he had been rejected by his own flesh and blood and banished in the form of a bra to live the rest of his existence holding up woman's breasts. There were way worse ways to live, but this was no where near what Jeff had hoped for when he first had the idea to have a transformation adventure.
Eventually he was taken out of the bag as Nikki's mother's voice could be heard saying "Here it is. Thanks for taking this off our hands."
With another woman responding, "Oh no, thank you! Always nice to get someone out of no where! The best feeling I say!"
Nikki's morher chuckled, "I'm just happy this bra will be able to help out ______"