You talked with your mom

After that you and your mom talked a lot about the things, that had to happen next, and other things. Well, basically it was her telling you to be careful. Careful about not dressing too skimpy, careful about your behavior in public, careful not to get into awkward situations with other boys. For the last you had to blush heavily. You yourself didn't wanted to get into that kind of situations, but you knew that a lot of guys would be attracted to your body.

You also discussed that your mother and sister would go shopping for some clothes for you the next day. With your huge bust she expected nothing or only a few clothes in the house fitting you. As you didn't wanted to spent your whole time dressed in the pink dress, you agreed with her. To get clothes the right size, your mother got a measuring tape and measured you. You were happy you only had to expose your chest for it, if you had to fully take off the dress you would have exposed your bare genitals. "That is quite the huge bust." Your mother said surprised as she measured you. "A 34G-cup." She touched one to see, if it was real. But neither did she feel the warmth of a body, nor did you feel the touch. "They are quite heavy. They must give you back-pain."

"They are heavy, but I had no pain until now." You said feeling the weight of the breast forms pulling once again on your chest after your mother had weighted them.

"I hope we can find a few bras in your size. And even if, they are going to be expensive."

"Do I really need a bra?" You asked not wanting to wear that typical girlish cloth.

"You could go braless, if you want." You mother said. "But that's something only bimbos and sluts do. And are you a bimbo or slut?"

"No, I'm not." You responded a little disappointed. After that you put your dress back on and talked some more with your mother.

Finally your mother had talked enough about what she and you had to do now and you were dismissed.