"...let's get your bras picked out quick!"

Originally written by SpiralFelix at writing.com

"Let's get right to it, then!" said Shelly. She had a big smile on her face as she began dragging Isabel out from the fitting area. Isabel did her best to keep one arm draped in front of her breasts while she reluctantly gave in and left the stall. They were still at the very back of the store and there was only one other person nearby. Still topless, Isabel figured the sooner she got some form of cover the better. "Now," said Shelly, "what kinds of bras are you looking for?"

"I, uh..." Isabel stammered, still glancing around nervously.

"Some standard wear ones?" Shelly asked impatiently, "Some sports bras? Push ups? Lingerie? We've got pretty much whatever you're looking for here..."

Isabel thought for a moment. She could realistically use some of each. She had lost or broken so many bras that she desperately needed more at this point. But, she didn't want to come out and say that. "I could use some standard coverage ones to start." she said timidly.

"Alright! Follow me then." Shelly said with enthusiasm as she began walking towards the front of the store. Isabel hurried along, trying to stay directly behind her and out of view from the rest of the mall.

Right next to the front window display was a large rack with bras of varying colors. Shelly stopped next to it and began looking for ones in Isabel's size. A few teenage onlookers who had been ogling the store mannequin now trained their eyes on the completely topless Isabel. Isabel kept her arms crossed in front of her breasts and tried to pretend she wasn't practically in the store's window display.

Shelly pointed to a plain white bra on a higher rack and said "That's the one we want. It's a bit too high for me to grab, though."