"A moddle sounds fun, but I think I'll just be a clerk." you hear her say. They continue talking, but you try to think of a way to get out of here. This isn't what you signed up for. Sure, you've always wanted to get close to a girl's mammeries, but not like this. But new thoughts are being brought into your head. Somehow, you keep thinking that her breasts complete you. They make you what you are, and without them, you'd be meaningless. New memories are forming in the back of your mind, wihtout actually getting rid of your old ones. You remember being sown into a bra, being shipped out wiht a bunch of othe bras, and then being taken and bought by a girl. But you can still remeber being brouht up by your parrents, going to school, and that kind of stuff.
"I've got to get out of here" you thought "I've got to get off her breasts...her breasts...they complete me- NO! I need to somehow turn back into a human. But...I was never a human. I was made to serve this purpose." Your thoughts were confused. You felt her giant breasts bouncing around as she walked around. You hear her talking to people outside, and scanning different items.
"That'd be 2.95 ma'am" you hear her say.
"Here's three" you hear someone else say. You try to figure out how much the customer needs, but for some reason you can't seem to figure it out.
"Here's five cents" you hear your wearer say. You couldn't believe you can't do a simple problem like that. You sit on her chest for hours, and all she does it sit at the cash register and check people out. Life became very uneventful. When the day is over, you can finally see some see as the uniform is taken off. Then you are taken off, and hung on a rack behind the counter. You hang there all night after your wearer leaves. You have a feeling of emptiness. You need her boobs inside of you. You can't live without them. Eventually you go into a state of unconceisness as you continue thinking about being worn.