Bra

I take a deep breath, feeling uncomfortable with the idea.

"But what if someone notices? A bra is much harder to hide than simple panties...", I murmur, worried about the possible consequences.

Bia lets out another laugh, seeming confident in her suggestion.

"Ah, don't worry, dear. No one will notice, just wait a little and you'll see", she says, with a mischievous smile.

Without waiting for my answer, Bia heads to our room and looks for a set of panties and bra.

When she comes back, she holds the bra in front of me, showing it off proudly.

"Look, love, it's a little brallet. No padding, very simple and discreet", she explains, trying to reassure me.

Still somewhat ****, I hold the delicate piece delivered by Bia.

Despite her saying that it had no padding, I notice small half-moon-shaped supports, nothing too extravagant, they are thin and soft, lightly padded, made to rest a woman's breasts with a little more comfort.

Above them were just even lighter materials, a pink tulle that would blend in with the color of my skin, and lace details in a floral pattern of the same color, which adorned everything from the base to the straps.

A piece so delicate that it would probably be unnoticeable on any of my shirts, even the most thin.

The panties, in turn, had a slightly more daring cut than the ones used yesterday, but nothing too sensual, they also followed the same pattern of color and material, with lace details that added a touch of femininity.

Even though I recognize the simplicity and discretion of the set, I can't help but worry about what others might think.

"Bia, this is serious... I don't know if I can...", I murmur, my voice full of insecurity. Bia lets out a little laugh, her confident expression not wavering at my hesitation.

"Ah, but of course you can do it, my love. Let's go... Remember how exciting it was yesterday, My secret little girl...", teases Bia, giggling.

With a resigned sigh, I look again at the set in my hands and finally give in to his insistence.

"Okay, let's go...", I agree, still a little ****, but also curious to see what the new experience would be like.

Bia lets out a little scream of excitement, her expression radiant with victory.

"Yay! That's right, love!" With a mix of nervousness and curiosity, I began to take off my clothes, knowing there was no turning back. Bia watches me with an amused smile as I get rid of the items of clothing.

Slowly, I pick up the bra and panties she had chosen, I feel a little awkward holding those pieces that normally belonged to the female universe.

Bia approaches with a mischievous gleam in her eyes, taking the pieces from my hands.

“Let me help you, darling,” she says with a mischievous smile.

Shy, I allow her to help me put on my feminine underwear.

She slides the panties down my legs until they nestle snugly between my buttocks.

I was going to protest, but surprisingly, it wasn't as uncomfortable as I expected, but rather a strangely intimate sensation.

Bia takes the bra and wraps it around my chest, then adjusting its straps with a deft touch.

When she finally finishes dressing me, Bia takes a step back to admire her work.

A mocking smile plays on her lips as she watches me, as if delighting in her work.

“Look how beautiful my little princess looks in pink!” , she teases, her voice tinged with amusement.

I feel a hot flush creep up my cheeks, aware of the irony of my situation.

As Bia teases me, I feel a mixture of embarrassment and excitement running through my veins.

With that, a slight erection begins to form, my embarrassment increases even more.

I had to hide this from Bia, I didn't want her to make fun of me even more.

But before I could react, Bia notices the change and lets out a mischievous giggle.

"Look, it looks like the little princess is excited about her new look... Hahaha...", she teases, her tone full of malice.

My eyes widen with surprise and embarrassment, feeling completely exposed to his observation.

"No, love, it's nothing like that...", I try to hide my reaction.

"Awww… How cute, the girl's dick is getting hard! Or could it be a clitoris? A cute little clitoris like a real girl's…", she comments, ignoring my justifications, and in a mocking tone.

I try to look away and hide my reaction.

"Ah, Bia...", I murmur, my voice coming out in an embarrassed whisper.

Even in the face of my shame, Bia continued to calm me in a peculiar way.

"Don't worry about it, baby.Having a tiny boner can actually be good, that way, when you put on your pants, no one will notice your little erection", she adds, with a mischievous smile, as if she were sharing a complicit secret.

I feel my face burning even more.

As humiliating as it was, there was something comforting in the way Bia could turn even an awkward situation into something light and fun.

"Okay... I understand...", I murmur, still a little disconcerted by the situation.

I select some clothes from the closet and place them over the lingerie.

It is completely unnoticeable. I bring my hands to my bust, I need to feel them well to notice anything.

Bia watches me with a playful smile on her lips, clearly satisfied with yet another victory in her little game.

"See? I told you I wouldn't notice," she says, giving me a soft kiss on my cheek.

“Have a good day at work,” she continues, this time aiming for my mouth.

"Thank you, love...", I reply, trying to hide any trace of discomfort in my voice.

I grab my keys and wallet, preparing to walk out the door.