Fiancé’s request

“Oh my dear, we had some specifications from your betrothed,” Petra began. “He wanted to make sure you were very presentable and happy with being presented.”

Sarah blinked in confusion, “John wanted this?” She asked.

“Yes he did,” she said, stepping closer, “the sensitivity, however, was my addition. I thought you might enjoy it.” She ran a hand over Sarah’s exposed breast, and Sarah moaned with pleasure. “You will also find pleasure in just being watched; in fact, I think you could have an orgasm while making your vows just being watched.”

“Change me back,” Sarah demanded.

Petra shook her head, “Afraid not, but give it a little while if you want we have a cover you can wear over your breasts, but it will rub quite a bit. But I will give it too you and you, I don’t think you will use it for the wedding, I think you will enjoy being watched too much.” Her smile was that of a cat who had too much cream, “Oh, and when John fucks your tits tonight, just remember, I gave you that pleasure.”

The cover which Sarah received fit nicely, hiding her breasts behind it almost entirely, it did, as Petra had warned, rub constantly. It was very pleasurable with her new breasts, but with her increased bust and arousal, her hardening nipples would poke between the feathers.

Sarah posed in the mirror, admiring her look, maybe she could work with it. Maybe.