Jeff felt Tina running about throughout the Victoria's Secret Store. He loved to feel the jostling of her boobs within his cups. He, without realizing it, was now refering to his body parts as "cups" and "straps" instead of "head" and "arms". He felt the warm flesh inside him, he could almost taste it. As she ran, she began to tense up, and Jeff could sense that. He almost felt the stress himself. His wearer was stressed, what was wrong? Why was she upset? But suddenly she stopped in her tracks. Jeff felt her hand touch his right cup through her shirt. He heard her gasp.
"Kdr Ukcsehn! Wefyh! A menjk kkend hgm!" She called. Jeff concentrated with all his mind to try to understand her.
"Kjo fkd? Ejrwe?" Jeff heard his mother.
"A menjk A reojht hgm, wstlekr dejay" Jeff's Owner said. Wait, no, she wasn't just his owner. She had some other relationship with him before he was a bra. When he was a...a....he was something besides a bra. He couldn't remeber what he was. He was losing memory as well was intelegence.
"Ejrwe rs ke?" He heard the older lady ask, whom he didn't even remeber was his mother.
"Qm kreifrg hgm!" His owner said.
"rufl juwn, kreis qo ceuck kere" the older one said. He felt his owner moving, and then he could feel his owner's hand on him again.
"Euint ekrry dwff. Kjiull de oeck ko keian kwry kdon" he heard hear say soothingly. As she started to stroke her, he became even more relaxed. His mind began to get even more fogged. So much so, he could no longer hear what his owner was saying, but he could sense her soothingness. It was all well and good until her stroking her chest made her get aroused. Her breasts began to tens, and become harder. Now, instead of a soothing feeling, Jeff got an aroused feeling. He was becoming excited, and his mind was exploding.
"Ohhhhhh! Thank You Owner" He thought. He couldn't help thinking that he never wanted to turn back, but stay as he was forever. That's what he was made for, what he wanted to do. He was going to explode, but as a bra, he had no way to make in movement. He stayed motionless as a bra. Just as he was enjoying this, he saw his owner take off her shirt. He felt his staps being unclasped, and he fell from her cest. He looked up, and he saw her breasts. He yearned for them, he needed them. He felt so empty, so incomplet without them. He kept staring at them.