Jessica was worried, she didn't have any way to move or talk and had no idea if she would be stuck as a bra or not. She was having trouble thinking straight, the bouncing of her mother's breasts were mesmerizing. She had no idea how much time had passed before she finally saw light again, but it was moonlight through a window so it must've been a while. She was curious as to why the shirt was taken off, but relieved to see again. In her field of view she noticed some of the photos on a desk that she had taken with her mother over the years, only this time they were different. She was no longer in the pictures, what could this mean? Did the Chronivac really change reality? Will nobody come looking for poor Jessica? Her mind raced with this predicament before she felt her mother plop down on the bed and breathe a heavy sigh, then noticing her sliding her panties down. "What's mom doing?" she thought to herself before quickly realizing, her mother was masturbating. She felt herself being slid off of the breasts and tossed lazily between her mother's legs by mistake, having a full view of the action. After the session was over Jessica found herself covered in her mother's erotic fluids. "This is so gross" she thought, "owner better clean me. Wait, owner?" Jessica had a hard time thinking, the fluids seeping into her fabric seemingly messing with her mind. "Of course she's my owner, who else would she be?" The bra seemed to forget what it was so worried about, it must not have been important. All it cared about right now was being cleaned, but that would have to wait. The owner, exhausted from the fun time she just had, tossed her undergarments into the hamper to deal with tomorrow. Now was her time to sleep, and she was doing it in the nude.