Jeff watched as Nikki's mother handed you over to this new world saying something about this woman's daughter.
The woman pretty quickly dropped you back into the bag as she carried you off back to her car. Nikki had successful gotten rid of you, completely unaware you were a person.
Now all you could do was sit and wait to find out your new owner. On the pro side this woman seemed to think you'd fit this girl, so at least you wouldn't be rejected for being too tight again.
You lay in your bra state for what could have been hours as this woman drove around probably shopping. At last your bag was picked up as you were bright into this new home.
She placed some groceries where they belonged, then scooping your bag up carried you up the stairs walking towards a closed door. She knocked gentle calling to the other side, "Ginger!"
"Come in!" Sang a younger female voice from the other side.
The woman entered carrying you in. "Hey Ginger look what I got for you! I saw it and thought it would be perfect for you!" You rolled your non-existing eyes, she hadn't bought you, she'd been given you. The mother smiled to her daughter as she handed the bag over pretending she had bought it for her daughter instead of a hand me down.
The opening to the bag parted, the eyes of a girl with curvey hair looked down at you curiously before looking annoyed. "Mom I told you I don't need any yet! I've..still got plenty to grow..." She growled quietly.
"Oh shush, I know it's embarrassing but you're at the age where you've got to start wearing one. Besides this is just your size try it on and see how much better you feel."
Ginger pulled you out looking at you embarrassed. She admired the your light blue color and slowly admired to herself you were cute.
"Look you don't have to put it on in front of me. But just keep it around to wear when you realize you need it. Just promise me you'll give it at least a chance. I know it's a tough time."
"Yeah yeah!" Ginger pushed her mother out of her room, her mother chuckled as she left towards the stairs as Ginger closed her door again.
She came back over to you where you were lying against her bed. Her cheeks were a bit red as she looked at you, you couldnt help cringing a little at this display.
She began pulling off her shirt slowly as she made up her mind to try you on. Once her shirt went over her head you could plainly tell her mother was right.
Her chest looked far past the time to start wearing a bra, definitely a training bra by far. She picked you up as she pulled your tag off making you feel a slight prick.
Undoing your straps she placed you up against her newly developed chest firmly, your cups slowly beginning to provide more and more support as she messed with your straps trying to strap you on.
Once she figured out your latch you were fully on. She walked over to a mirror admiring herself as well as allowing you to see yourself.
You indeed were a light blue bra made perfectly for her size. You held zero traits that hinted at you being once a human, instead only appearing to be a normal everyday bra.
Feeling wise you had felt a rush of adrenaline ever since her breasts entered your cups. It felt fantastic serving your purpose, your bra brain was beginning to take control more and more by the minute.
The weight on you felt just right. It felt nothing like when Nikki had worn you with her oversized chest. This girls chest felt right and made you feel more in control as compared to Nikki's that threw you around like a bull.
This was a good fit you thought to yourself. Ginger seemed to think so as well as she grabbed her shirt and put it back on not removing you. Seems she'd come around to the amazing power of wearing bras. But maybe this was a one time thing you weren't sure.
She returned to messing on her phone. She was lying on her stomach putting pressure and all her weight on top of you, you felt intoxicated with all the bra love.
Eventually she fell asleep sleeping her first night while wearing a bra.
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