Vanessa goes bra shopping

Vanessa, still shaken by the encounter, made her way back to the counter, avoiding eye contact with the other customers. She couldn't believe what had just happened. So much for being safe while at work. Vanessa, feeling violated and disgusted with herself, tried to focus on her duties. She busied herself with clearing out empty dishes, avoiding any further interactions with the customers. However, she couldn't shake off the feeling of being exposed and used.

To Vanessa's release, no more "special orders" happened during the rest of her shift. She did get a lot of stares, which was no wonder since she was still going braless. Vanessa couldn't shake off the feeling that some of the patrons in the café were FUI App users who just came there to check her out. Vanessa's eyes darted around nervously, trying to avoid any further unwanted attention. As she finished cleaning up, she breathed a sigh of relief when her shift finally ended. She quickly changed out of her uniform and rushed out of the café without looking back. Vanessa got in her car and was about to drive home, but then she was hit with a thought. She desperately needed a bra that could accommodate her increased size. So instead, she drove to the mall to visit the lingerie store.

As Vanessa walked into the lingerie store, she was greeted by a sales associate who noticed her disheveled appearance. "Hi, can I help you find something?" she asked with concern in her voice.

"Yes, I'm looking for a new bra," Vanessa replied, trying to hide her nervousness. "Of course", the sales associate replied, "let me check if we currently have anything in your size. What's your name?". Vanessa gave the sales associate her full name, who then walked over to the computer and started browsing. "Don't you need to measure me first?", Vanessa asked. "No need, we have your recent measurements in the body type registry". "Of course, the body type registry", Vanessa said and shuddered at the memory of her recent measuring experience. The sales associate nodded, sensing her unease. "So, I see here that you've recently gone up a cup size and your band size has remained the same. That means that unfortunately a custom bra is your only option."

Vanessa's heart sank at the thought of having to get another custom-made bra. "Okay," she managed to say. "Let's do that."

"Very well, if you would follow me to the show room, I'll show you some suggestions. Unfortunately these are much smaller sizes we have here, but you'll get the idea." Vanessa followed the sales associate into a dimly lit room filled with mannequins showcasing various lingerie pieces. The sales associate pointed out different options for custom bras, explaining the materials and styles available.

"Given your status as a FUT", the sales associate said, gesturing towards Vanessa's band, "I suggest you pick a model with fast access features."

Vanessa felt her cheeks redden at the mention of her FUT status. She knew what that meant – she would need a bra that could be quickly undone in case she needed to reveal her enhanced chest for any future "special orders."

"I see," she replied, trying to keep her voice steady. "I think I understand."

The sales associate walked over to three mannequins. The first one was wearing a bra that looked pretty normal but the hooks were inserted between the cups. The sales associate demonstrated how the hooks could be opened quickly and closed again. The second one was a maternity bra with flaps that could be easily opened just by unhooking a single hook on the top of the cup. The third one was a sports bra with a cleavage window in the middle. The mannequin's small bust didn't give it justice, but if Vanessa were to wear one, it would have an instant paizuri onahole exposed at all times. As Vanessa looked at the different options, she felt a mix of relief and anxiety. On one hand, it was reassuring to know that she could find a bra that would meet her needs. On the other hand, the thought of having to constantly expose herself in public was unnerving.

"So, Miss... which one are you having?"