The next day seemed to drag on endlessly. Each time Dan thought he'd be chosen, at each passing girl, but his hopes were then dashed as soon as they looked at his tag or when they selected another sort of bra, appealing more to their own tastes. Each time he dared hope and each time he had to wait again. He felt jealous of every other bra being purchased and taken enthusiastically by customers to the cash register. He even felt jealous of the panties and he did start to wonder what being a pair of panties would be like. Rubbing against a vagina, feeling the warmness of a womb and pressing against a labia would be tempting for sure. Dan would prefer being owned by a girl who was partial to complete hair removal, but a few hair wouldn't be too bad. And maybe he could get used to being the neighbor, constant neighbor, of a hairy pussy. But a crotch bald and smooth because of shaving... That would be the best, to rub all day against it and sense its silky softness... Pressing amorously against the labia... What a sweet delight! And... Oh! He could be a little mischievous and tickle her clit. He'd tease and tickle and arouse her gently, while pressing at the same time against her soft slit... Just the thought made Dan feel jealous of these no-good lazy panties! But he quickly caught himself. Panties did not have it made. They had to suffer being bloodied every month and that wasn't fun! Besides, Dan would stay cleaner as a bra. Panties had their perks but being a bra are in charge of soft supple hills of flesh was ultimately more dignified and important. He had to make sure they stayed warm and supported and protected. Yes, being a bra held more status.
Just as he was thinking about all that, Dan had forgotten time passing and he suddenly realised he was being picked up. A fine, dainty hand was carrying him to the changing room! And she wasn't ugly. Not at all, actually. She had long wavy flaming hair, an hourglass shape, long legs and a look that clearly indicated that she took care of herself. When she undressed, Dan was ecstatic. Her bouncy breast looked so young and soft and just a little bouncy. Delicious! If he had had a mouth, he would have squealed in joy when she slipped him on. It was just perfect! Absolutely perfect! He fit her to a tee. He held her boobs upright, ensuring their continued pert appearance and he even squeezed them slightly. And the touch of her fingers upon his fabric! Pure bliss! She examined herself in the mirror and Dan thought that his colors suited her own quite well. Why...This... This was perfect! She was a million times better than Kat! Her boobs were not too big and she was so soft! At the moment, even her aureola and nipples were smooth, which added to her silky tight flesh around her torso. Dan could finally press himself against boobs again! Be surrounded by soft flesh! At last! She had to take him now! She just had to!
And so she did. She got a few pair of panties, a set of pyjamas and walked to the cash register. If possible, Dan would’ve whooped in glee and screamed in joy at the entire store. Instead, he was delicately folded and put into a carrier bag alongside the other items. In no time, he was swinging in a bag, elated yet hoping the young girl would rush home at the soonest and wear him again.