I heard Mariah say “you know, I think this is the right moment to buy you a training bra”
I suddenly feel a tightness in my chest but I force myself to say: “Is that really necessary right now? I feel that things are going too fast”
Mariah crouch a little and envelopes me in a tight hug “we can do this whenever you are ready, but for an active girl like you, I believe that it’s better if we put some protection to those developing buds sooner rather than later”
I force to calm myself down and made up my mind “Ok, just give me a moment to take a shower and wash the sweat”
“that’s my brave little sister” she says and leaves the bathroom
I take my clothes off and jump into the shower
As I feel the droplets hit my skin, I trace the contours of my body and marvel about how mundane the process of washing myself has become; I still sometimes look at the mirror and feel a surge of disbelief that this is me, but for the most part I am getting used to my new self.
I now know why girls take so long in the bathroom: shampoo and conditioner for my hair, soap for my body and rinse with water, squeeze the excess water out of my hair with the towel and pat my body dry. Not to mention using the hairdryer and brushing my hair. My time in the bathroom has risen by a lot, and I still don’t use makeup yet nor have the need to shave myself
I put the towel around me and above my chest and remember the time when I just had to cover my crotch and nobody would care about me showing my nipples. Looking at the vanity table, I locate the cream and take it with me to re-apply it since I just washed it off.
Putting my legs through the panties doesn’t makes feel like a pervert anymore; actually, I have come to enjoy how comfortable they feel and without balls dangling around everything fits snugly
As I choose the clothes that I am going to use for the mall, I look at my wardrobe. It seems that Hailey liked to use shirts, pants and shorts a lot, but according to Mariah there are too few dresses and skirts. That’s fine by me; although I am getting used to things bit by bit, I have no desire to put on a dress and be a super girly girl.
I finally decide on a purple shirt and blue jeans and together with Mariah I go to the mall.
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Inside of a fitting room in the lingerie store, an employee is using a measuring tape to measure my chest beneath my nipples. Apparently, women have to measure beneath their breast and the fullest part of the breast to determine bra size, but since I am not developed enough and I just need a training bra, just the measure of my torso is fine
“Ok, I have your measurements. Just give me a moment and I will bring you a few bras your size.” The clerk says and exits the room
While I hear the clerk’s steps going away I start to think what this development will mean to me.
As Mariah says, the training bra is not really a necessity at this point, it’s just going to provide some protection for my developing buds and help preventing nipple chafing; however, if I am not planning to have an active day I am sure I could forego using a bra and nobody would notice without paying careful attention.
For now at least; the problem is that as I develop and my breasts grow fuller and bigger, wearing a bra will become a necessity.
Big breasts are not guaranteed, and maybe I will end up part of the itty bitty committee and really won’t need too much support; nonetheless, as I already experienced with the change of how to wear a bath towel, there are still societal expectations that I need to follow.
All in all, as a former male, this feels like a more permanent choice; like the first time that I wear a bra I will take another step toward womanhood. Then again, as a current girl, I know that this is something normal that all girls go through and I have nothing to fear; I guess it’s a matter of perspectives
“Here you go”, “thank you” I heard the voices of the clerk and Mariah from outside of the room and right after that, I hear someone knocking my door
“Hey Dahlia, can I enter?” Mariah ask
“Sure” I say and Mariah quickly opens the door and steps inside
Mariah makes me try several bras one after the other
“The key is that the bra should fit snugly, not to thigh to feel uncomfortable and not too loose to allow it to move, a too loose bra can still cause chafing” she says
She makes me try different styles, bras with fasteners in the back, bras with fasteners in the front, and bras with no fasteners at all designed to be pulled over the head while teaching me how to wear each one.
“Why not just use one type and be done with it?” I ask
“One of the reasons girls buy training bras is literally to practice how to use one and get used to it; since the facility is paying for it, it’s best to buy you several types and let you practice a lot”
“I see…”
Looking in the mirror, I see a little girl wearing her first training bra and her big sister helping her and trying a few of her own size too… If a month ago you told me that this girl would be me, I would have called you crazy, but here we are.
“How are you feeling?”
I take a moment to examine myself and finally say “I feel fine, it will take time to get used to the straps on my shoulders, but I have no complaints”
Mariah smiles and with her hands make her naked breasts bounce “far from having complaints if your breast grow the same size as mine, you would understand what a great blessing bras are”
I grimace a little and although I know that I cannot affect my genetics with wishful thinking, I start to ponder if I would like small breasts or big breasts. Smaller boobs are a lesser load to carry and should be superior, but as a former man, I understand the allure of some huge knockers… not that smaller boobs cannot be sexy, but in school it is not difficult to see who gets the most attention.
I admit that everything has pros and cons and stop thinking about that topic.
In the end, I buy one bra for each day of the week for myself and Mariah buys two for herself and we return home together.