Go in

Vanessa didn’t really want to do this, but she really didn’t have much of a choice. She quickly grabbed her keys and ran to her car. The drive to the town hall wasn’t that far. She quickly arrived outside the building, only one story tall and smaller than a supermarket. Parking right out front, she hopped out of her car and made her way inside. She hadn’t visited the town hall in a while but the inside looked about how she remembered. Tile floor, boring white wall, and a wooden desk were the only things of note in the reception area. Vanessa noticed an older woman, probably in her late fifties, sitting behind the desk. She looked up and just stared Vanessa up and down.

“You here to get measured?” Said the old woman, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

“Yes I am. I just received a letter notifying me of it.” Responded Vanessa.

“Okay, just fill this out and wait in the room through those doors. Someone will be there to help you shortly.” Replied the old woman, handing Vanessa a clipboard with an identification paper. Vanessa went through and filled in everything she needed to. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary so far, but she couldn’t help but be on edge. Looking through the last bit of it, Vanessa saw some legal nonsense which she just skipped over and signed at the bottom. Handing back the sheets, she made her way into the room.

As soon as she entered she could tell the room was newer than the other one. The closest thing Vanessa could relate it to was a doctor’s office, but it was missing most of the medical equipment. Instead, Vanessa saw measuring tools scattered around the room, and some strange contraptions that she could only assume served some type of purpose in measuring people. She sat down to wait, but she didn’t need to wait long. From a different door, another woman entered the room. She had blonde hair, a pretty face, and curves that most men would lust over. She looked at Vanessa as soon as she entered.

“Hello, you must be Vanessa. I’m Melany and I’m going to be taking you measurements today. Now, I know this may feel uncomfortable, but to get proper measurements I need you to remove all articles of clothing.” The woman got straight to the point, and Vanessa didn’t want to be there any longer than she had to. She reluctantly began removing all of her clothes. It started with her shirt, lifting it up over her head, she needed to peel the tight fabric over her chest leading to a satisfying bounce as the dropped from the shirt. Vanessa did her best to ignore Melany’s gaze as she continued to undress. Next was her bra, the last bit of covering for her breasts. She unclipped the back which immediately caused her breasts to push forward and hang lower. She removed the cups revealing her hard nipples and shapely breasts. Despite their immense size they held a nice shape and pointing forward from her body. Lastly she removed her pants and panties, revealing her round ass and tight pussy. Vanessa placed her clothes to the side and stood up straight, using her hands to cover her vagina. She just stared forward, trying to ignore the compromising position she was in.

“Well aren’t you the textbook definition of a short stack,” exclaimed Melany, “Now let me get started.” She pulled out a measuring tape and got to work. She started with height and the length of her arms and legs which wasn’t too bad. However, she soon got to the more invasive measurements. She wrapped the tape around her hips and over her butt. She gave it a little squeeze while she was back there which made Vanessa jump a bit. Then she moved on to her breasts, running the tape bellow the folds of her breasts. Then she removed it and placed it over her nipples, sending a tingle through her body as Melany pulled the tape around her back. This squeezed her breasts, squishing them together as the tape pressed in the flesh of her boobs. Soon enough, it was over. At least, that is what Vanessa thought. As she went to pick up her clothes, Melany turned to stop her. “Now now, we aren’t done just yet. We still need to get the more exact breasts measurements.” She said, gesturing over to one of the contraptions Vanessa had seen before. They walked over together, Vanessa’s breasts swaying as she walked. “We just need to put these fat titties into here, and once that is done you are free to go.” Melany smiled at Vanessa who smiled back, despite her embarrassment at her breasts being called that. Melany placed her breasts into the metal frame, lining her nipples up with a bit of metal. Two metal circlets were placed where her breasts met her body. This completely locked her it, the metal frame pressing painfully into her flesh. Little did she know it was about to get much worse. On her nipples the metal clamped down hard. This made Vanessa scream in pain but Melany did not stop. She pressed a button and the metal clamps on her nipples started to get pulled. They started to stretch Vanessa’s breasts as far as they could. At this point Vanessa was screaming and crying uncontrollably. She was in more pain than she had ever experienced before as her breasts were stretched out. She was sobbing, begging Melany to stop the machine but she only continued the process. The machine clamped more metal rings around each breasts, sending more and more pain to Vanessa. The pleading just transformed into gibberish as Vanessa endured the ****. All other thoughts were gone from Vanessa’s head, only pain remained. The pain felt like it would never end as the machine put the last of the rings on her breasts. She had become completely unresponsive as the tears ran down her face. She was in so much pain that even as the machine started to release her breasts she didn’t realize immediately. After what felt like hours, but was only a couple minutes, Vanessa felt her nipples get released and her breasts return to their natural shaped. Vanessa collapsed to the ground, looking down at her tortured breasts. Each boob had bright red rings around them where the machine locked them in. Even as she watched she could see them swelling in size from the brutalization. They area that experienced the worst of it were her nipples. Vanessa saw her nipples which had more than tripled in size from the pulling and swelling. She brought her hands up to touch them but quickly pulled away as even the brief touch sent a torrent of pain and pleasure through her body. Melany looked down at the tear covered mess in front of her quite pleased with herself. Not even speaking a word to Vanessa, she just walked out of the room. Vanessa just sat there alone, sobs still coming from her tear covered face.