Take a quick selfie of your newly enhanced cleavage in the pink push-up bra and send it to David with a teasing message asking if this satisfies your promise.

As Clara collects her designer handbag from the backseat, you realize this is the perfect moment to update David on your cleavage progress. You pull out your phone, angling it downward to capture your dramatically enhanced bust in the pink push-up bra.

"What are you doing?" Clara asks, pausing with one foot already out the car door.

"Just fulfilling a promise," you reply with a newfound playfulness that surprises you. The Comfort Mode making everything feel like a game rather than a mortifying ordeal.

You frame the shot carefully, making sure to capture how the gel-padded cups push your modest breasts together to create an impressive cleavage line. The pink satin contrasts beautifully against your freckled skin. With a deep breath, you snap several photos, selecting one where the sunlight through the car window highlights your newfound curves perfectly.

"How's this for a promise kept?" you type, adding a winking emoji before pressing send.

Clara leans over, eyes widening as she glimpses what you're doing. "Oh my god, you little minx! I love this transformation. Yesterday you could barely look at those bras, and today you're sending tit pics to David?"

"It's not a tit pic!" you protest, feeling your cheeks flush hot. "Just... showing the results of your miracle bra."

"Mmhmm," Clara hums knowingly. "Call it whatever you want, but that man's probably having a heart attack right now."

As if on cue, your phone buzzes with David's response: "Holy shit. That's... quite an upgrade. Consider your promise not just kept but exceeded. Please tell me you're buying that."

A second text follows immediately: "Or better yet, I'll buy it for you."

Something warm and liquid pools in your stomach at his eagerness. Under Comfort Mode's influence, his appreciation feels like a victory rather than an embarrassment.

"Come on," Clara says, tugging at your arm. "Let's go find you something worthy of that new rack. David's already offering to be your sugar daddy, and we haven't even started shopping."

You tuck your phone away, following Clara toward the mall entrance with a newfound swagger in your step. The pink bra feels like armor somehow—a secret weapon hidden beneath your DIY V-neck, turning heads as you walk through the parking garage.

"First stop, lingerie," Clara announces, linking her arm through yours. "If one push-up bra has David drooling, imagine what a whole collection will do."

You should protest—this isn't what you asked for—but something about the way your new cleavage feels powerful makes you simply nod instead. The app wanted you showing cleavage for two hours? Fine. You'll give it the best damn cleavage display possible.

"Lead the way," you hear yourself say, your Irish lilt particularly pronounced.

13:40 | Sunday 3 August 2025 | Westfield Shopping Centre, Lingerie Department

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