"Lets Go!" You say as you grab the two teen girls by the elbow an lead them into the neariest store. Your main focus was to get out of there before those boys and your brother spotted the four of you.The first thing you noticed was the smell. It was sweet almost too sweet and purfumey. You then notice the various shades of pink that addorned the walls. On the walls were photos of different woman wearing lingiere. You couldnt help but think that you could easily be one of those models. You felt a weird sense of shame and pride about that. You were in the high end lingere store "Vanessa's Secret". You have been in this store in the past usually to buy lingere for you wife.
"Alright sweet heart, lets get you measured." you heard your wife turned mother say as she slid her arm aorund your shoulders, giving you a weak smile."Excuse me miss!" you heard your wife say signaling a sales girl from behind the counter.
"Hello how can I help you both today?" A bubly girl bouned over to you.
" Well my hus....daughter had another grouth spurt and now we need to get measured for new bras."
"Oh wonderful!Right this was hun".
"OK honey while you are in there your sisters and I will grab some underwear to try on. "
The sales girl led you back into the dressing rooms. You stepped into one of the dressing stalls with the stranger. "Alright hun please take off your shirt and I will begin. You took a deep breath and grabbed the bottom of your tank top nd pulled it up over your head. "Oh wow arent you lucky" You blushed at the backhanded compliment. "Arms out please " you extended your arms in front of the mirror. looking back at you was a young blonde bimbo. She was drop dead gorgeous. You were now all of these things. The sales women ran a measuring tape under your new breasts, and then over the nipple.
"mm" you couldn’t help but blush at the light moan that escaped your lips. "Man these breasts were sensitive" you thought to yourself.
"Alright well it looks like you are a 32E. Good for you! I will let your mom and sisters know and they will be in with some things to try on.
The wait in the dressing stall was painstakingly slow..You turned your back to the mirror beause your current apperception was making your sick.
*Knock,Knock,knock"
"Hey sis open up I got some clothes."
The next hour was a barrage of lingere and underwear and bras. You eneded up leaving with about five bags worth of clothes. G-strings, thongs, push up bras, a few bikinis, and some tight pink yoga pants. As you walked to the next store you were constenly bothered by your tits and there new bra. It was so distrcting that you almost forgot about your new thong you were wearing. Werent your tits big enough? why did they insist on so many push up bras.
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