You spend the night on the manaquin, wanting...no needing her to come back. She's left you here for some thin little thing. Your much stronger than that. But your forced to hold up a manaquin's boobs, which are hard and press into you. It's almost painful. You try to think of something else but you can't.
'Why did she have to go?' you think. 'Am I not good enough for her? I hold them, twice as good as that skimpy white one! And she put me here for something not even living for me to hold up. It's not fair!' Your thoughts never stray from that. Eventually the store opens, and a bustle of people come in. You watch every girl that passes you, and watch as thier breasts bounce up and down. You can't keep your mind of them. You see the girl that wore you the other day, and she winks at you.
'Come back!!' you try to say. But she continues working. A few women are looking at the sports bras which are identical to you. You watch their breasts as you do with all other girls. The last one is taken off the rack, but there is still one more girl, about nineteen, that wants to buy one.
"Ma'am" she asks an employee. "Do you have another shipment of these?"
"Not yet" said the employee. "But" she looks around, and spots you, "Here, why don't you take this one." She takes you off the manaquin, and give you to the girl.
"Thank you" you hear, and are tossed in a bag. You are still trying to figure out what's going on, your brain not big enough to make the connection. You are given to a cashier, the same one that wore you the other day. She doesn't notice it's you, and she scans your tag, and your tossed back in the bag. You can't see anything, but you hear a vaugly familiar rumble, and then you feel the ground shake. You sit in your bag for about fifteen minutes, then you are taken out by the girl. Your vission darts strait to her chest.
"Finally, now I have something suitable to wear when I go running" she says. She throws you in a drawer, and you find your self in darkness.
'Come back!' you think. 'I need you! I need your breasts!' But she is already gone and doing something else. You sit there for a long time, until about an hour later, you see light.
"Time to go running" she says, and grabs you. She takes her shirt off, and then her bra. You see her breasts hanging loose in the air, and her nipples. She takes you, and pulls her over her head, You envolope her breasts, and you are so excited, after a full day of not being worn. Then she walks outside of her apartment, and starts running. Her breasts bounce more than you've ever felt before, and your in heaven.
'Ohhhhhhh! Yes! That feels so good! Don't Stop! I can feel your sweat inside my fabric! I'll hold you up! Don't worry!' You think to yourself. Her boobs continue to bounce up and down, and your heaad is jostled around but you don't care. Your complete now. This is what you were made for. This is your purpose in life. She runs for hours, stopping everynow and then to catch her breath. When she does, she puts her hand on her chest, and you get excited when you feel her pressing you against her tense nipple. When she finally gets back to her apartment, she take out a water bottle, and starts drinking it. Your tired too from holding up those things for who knows how long. But you'd gladly do it again. She spills water onto you, and you soak it up. It feels good.
'Let's do that again!' You think. But she goes into her apartment, and sits down. She watches a television program, but you sit there and just hold her breasts up. You don't know or care what on the TV. TV is for living beings, and your not one of them. Her tense breasts relax again. You feel her breathing get slower, and heavier. Eventually she falls asleep on the couch, and your just happy to be there. When she wakes up, she takes you off, much to your dismay, and puts on some panties and a nightgown. She throws you in the washer, and spend part of the night twirling around in a wirl pool. You are so sad that she had to leave, but your not mad at her like you were the other girl. You've forgotten Chloe, and this is the only girl in your life now. She's completed you, made your life meaningful, and now all you want to do is wait till tomorow evening so you can do it all again.