Lingerie Store Mannequin

Some time has passed since your orientation to Titopian society. Who you were before and where you came from are distant memories, your mind and body retrained to resist thinking about them. You are Jenna: A proud citizen of Titopia, a woman who is hopelessly obsessed with big tits (despite your own not being particularly big), and today is your first day at your new job.

You'll be working at Titopia's Secret, a trendy fashion boutique that caters to stylish Titopians of all sizes. Girls with bigger breasts tend to go into porn rather than modeling, at least this kind of modeling, which means there's high demand for all times of women and a lot of opportunities to be sized-up if you want to stay in this job. You don't think you have any relevant experience working in modeling, but you came with an excellent recommendation from Lissa, your orientation guide, who explained to the store that you're very "eager to please" and that you were very motivated to advance your career. Plus, she explained to you that, for this kind of job, there's really no need to have relevant experience. You just have to look good.

And, much to your delight, you definitely look good. So good that, ever once in a while since moving in to your new place, you catch a glimpse of yourself in a mirror and marvel at your own body, even if you're not as impressive as some of the women you see out on the street or on Titopia's holographic television network. You're still a beautiful woman: Relatively petite, with B-cup breasts, a nice ass, long auburn hair that you've pulled into a bouncy ponytail. A cute face with plump lips that naturally take on a slight pouty look. Around your neck is the collar that Lissa put on you, designed to occasionally control your movements. You don't notice it often, usually you just feel kind of numb and you realize that you're popping out your chest more or bowing deeper than you had intended. There's a lot of bowing on Titopia. It's a sign of respect, to show another person your cleavage (even if, like you, you don't have much).

And if seeing yourself is distracting, seeing nearly anyone else on the planet is unbearable. Everyone on Titopia is gorgeous, and they all have huge, perfectly shaped, jiggly breasts that they love to show off. Every time you've tried to go out in public since moving in to your apartment, you've been overwhelmed by the amount of beautiful women around you and the size of their incredible breasts. Titopians don't have much interest in modesty, especially the bigger and bustier women, and that can make things... hard on you, given your compulsion to hopelessly drool over big tits. In addition to the apartment itself and some clothes, Lissa gifted you small vibrator, and you've already gotten plenty of use out of it.

But it's time for your first day of work, and you're going to have to try and suppress your lusty urges if you're going to survive at a place like Titopia's Secret--let alone if you're going to do a good enough job to earn bigger breasts of your own. You were told to wear comfortable clothes, since they would be providing you with an outfit, so you arrive at Titopia's Secret wearing the collar Lissa gave you (which you can't remove), tight black sweatpants, and a cropped hoodie that exposes your midriff and has a zipper that only goes up halfway (so you have to expose your cleavage).

The store is full of a perfume smell that makes you feel pleasantly dizzy, and there's pounding dance music that makes it similarly hard to think. There are displays featuring gorgeous and enormous bras and matching panties, plus more elaborate lingerie sets. You feel your heart start to race and your knees start to quiver as you give in to temptation and check out one of the big bras, imagining the mind-blowing pair of tits that would fit inside.

"Looovely, isn't it?" A voice from behind startles you and you turn to see a tall slender woman with long, straight black hair. She's wearing a black skirt and a purple blouse that contains breasts the size of your head. Her face is strikingly beautiful, with pronounced cheek bones and pillow lips that are the same shade of purple as her top.

"Oh, s-sorry, I'm the new girl." You smile awkwardly and feel slightly numb as the collar forces you to bow in front of the woman.

"Ah yes, Jenna. I'm sooo excited to start working with you. My name is Ms. Adrienne." The woman smiles. She has an accent, one you think of as French, though you only have a vague memory of what that means. "You'll be our new mannequin, and trust me, it's more fun than it sounds. Come with me." She begins to lead you to a back room.

"Oh, uh, Ms. Adrienne... I thought I was going to be a model, not a mannequin... Oh."

Ms. Adrienne giggles at your realization. A sweet and uplifting sound. You could listen to it all day. "Sweet, silly girl. Are they not the same? It's nothing to be concerned about. We turn you into a mannequin in the morning, you pose and look beautiful all day, and then you turn back. It's wonderful."

You have follow-up questions, but before you can bring them up, Ms. Adrienne has ushered you into a small booth and picked up what looks like a device that would be used for spray tanning. Before you can do anything, she begins spraying you with an odorless gas, covering you from head to toe. You feel dizzier than before, like you could fall down, but you don't move. In fact, you can't move. You don't even feel the desire to move. You feel lighter than air, like you're floating while remaining perfectly still, and in your final moment before becoming a mannequin for the day, you feel the sensation of a full-body orgasm that soaks your panties and your sweat pants and leaves you with a perfectly contented smile on your face.

Ms. Adrienne pulls your sweatshirt off and folds it, leaving it on a nearby table. Then she puts a lacy black top on you and smiles. "I can work with this." You feel every bit of it, even every small little change in the air of the room, and it's all ecstasy. You want to live in this pleasure forever. To have no needs or duties, to just BE and feel pleasure.

She effortlessly lifts you up and carries you back out into the store and places you on a pedestal, repositioning your arms and legs like a doll as she dresses you in different outfits before settling on one she likes and opening the store for the day.