Examine a floating sports bra

"Let's start small, maybe?" Jason said. "I think we need a good baseline to start. What about just a sports bra?"

Carrie scoffed, her v-neck form crossing its arms. "Small! Humph, do these look small to you! Maybe it's hard to tell because the aliens picked such a low-cut shirt, but I guarantee you that I've got a pretty generous bust when you finally see them in the flesh."

With a laugh, Jason shook his head, though he couldn't get what Carrie said out of her head that made it sound like seeing her chest was an inevitability. "No, not as in small body, I just mean... simple, one piece of clothing, no extra limbs, that I can examine from my 'outsider perspective'. Fair?"

"Okay, fine, I'll let it slide," Carrie said with a giggle. "They could make me have some really huge ones though if they really wanted... anyway. Beta, go ahead with his request when you're ready."

Carrie's existence as living clothes shimmered as the nanites seemed to fold in upon themselves, changing shape and size. The leggings vanished completely, retracting into the nanites that formed the v-neck. The shirt as well shrank, as the sleeves and much of the torso vanished. When the aliens had finished altering Carrie's body, a silvery sports bra floated in front of Jason's eyes, with criss-cross straps in the back. Despite the fabric looking as if it were straining to contain whatever contents were inside, to Jason's eyes, it was clear that there was nothing the bra actually wrapped around.

To confirm this, Jason unceremoniously slid his hand into the bra's empty space, swishing his hand around in air.

Carrie giggled again. "Oh, that would have been very funny if I'd lied to you earlier and I actually was just invisible and then you shoved your hand into my cleavage! Maybe I can get the aliens to experiment with a personal cloaking device... anyway, neat, huh? I don't feel anything if you aren't touching the fabric."

"That's the only rule?" Jason said. "And if I did... this?"

Jason's hand inside the bra pushed his fingers against the cups from within, eliciting a bit of a pleasured squeak from Carrie. "Oh, weird, I definitely felt that. But, like... inverted? I don't know how to describe it. When you touch me from the outside, then it feels like it's something you're doing to my body like normal. But from within, it's strange, it feels sort of like my body is the one expanding and growing... try touching from both sides?"

Jason obliged, lining up a hand outside the bra with one inside, in the left cup. His fingers pushed inward, touching his fingers to each other through the bra material. Carrie moaned again, as the bra shivered. "Oh, so weird, that feels amazing... it's really hard to describe, so I won't even try, just know that I actually like being stretched from the inside a lot like that."

"Is that so?" Jason said with a grin. He stood up and hooked a finger through one of the bra straps, tugging Carrie's floating sports bra self along with him. It felt surprisingly easy to pull her along, and yet the fact that she didn't fall down or anything was also strange.

"Where are you taking meeeeeeeeee!" Carrie said as she was tugged along. She might have been able to resist Jason with her own nanite-generated strength, but by the sound of her voice, she was just playing along.

Jason walked over to a shelf in the common area. There were drawers and shelves on the far wall for things to decorate the common area with during the holidays, though he didn't care about doing that right then. Jason rummaged around in those drawers until he found what he wanted in a drawer labeled 'birthday': A pack of balloons.

"...wait, what is the mad scientist concocting here?" Carrie said, puzzled. "You know you could just be touching me or squeezing me right now and it would feel like real boobs, right? I almost thought that was as far as you wanted to go with this whole thing."

"Well, you said it felt really good when you were being pushed from the inside, but my fingers only touch so much surface area, and it's hard to get good leverage with those straps and with you floating and all," Jason said. "So I thought I'd give this a shot."

Carrie didn't quite get what Jason was doing until he'd taken out two balloons, positioned Carrie in the air so her 'back' was to him, and then he held the balloons in the bra as he started to blow. It took a while to get enough air in the balloons, but eventually they started to push at the straps, and then the cups. Carrie grunted once she felt the first little bit of expansion caused by the two balloons pushing against the cups in the bra, but she yelped almost with each breath Jason took after that! Carrie groaned and squealed when she felt what was essentially her entire being growing outward, expanding by the air in the balloons. Even though her sports bra fabric had plenty of resistance, the balloons still won out, applying lots of pressure inside the bra, and making Carrie's virtual breasts look almost cartoonish in size and shape.

Jason tied the balloons off, so they retained their air, leaving them trapped in Carrie's cups and straps. "Oh my god, it feels so... so weird, but so good!" Carrie said, almost sounding like she was breathless at feeling her fabric **** to expand like that. When Jason turned her around in the air, it did look sort of like she had the cleavage of a circus clown contained in her bra, with one pink and one blue balloon fighting each other within the fabric. Carrie didn't have much ability to move with the limited shape of the bra to not emulate any limbs, but Carrie's whole sports-bra being bumped against Jason, seemingly impatiently.

"Don't just stop there!" Carrie whined. "Now touch from the outside, please. Please!" Carrie turned around, resting her back straps against Jason, so when he looked down he just saw rubbery cleavage and a straining sports bra. Doing as Carrie asked, Jason reached up and began to run his fingers and hands over the sports bra, compressing the bra and balloons with his palms more forcefully every moment. Carrie let out a whimpered yelp, pushing those bra straps back into Jason's chest even harder, like she was straining for more touch. "Oh my gosh, I can't explain how good this feels, you're a genius! More! It feels like I'm being pushed from all sides! Keep going until they--"

POP. POP.

"...okay, wow," Carrie the living sports bra took a moment to collect her thoughts, while Jason just tried to recover from being startled by the balloon pops. Fortunately, in Jason's hands, he had a stress-relief squeeze toy of sorts, as he continued to compress Carrie's sports bra body in his hands. "I like the way you think. Stretching and compressing my fabric form causes all sorts of sensations I don't even know how to describe, but they're all great. There's got to be more ways we can try all that with this line of thinking."