Vanessa goes out for a jog

Vanessa rummaged in her cupboard for her running shoes, something which she hadn't used since she hit puberty. Luckily her foot was still the same size! Vanessa chose a comfy t-shirt and exited her house. She started jogging down the street. She felt amazing. She was able to jog properly, like her friends did, without feeling the discomfort of boobs swinging around and the nasty feeling ogling eyes on her chest. Vanessa continued her jog, feeling liberated by the lack of discomfort. She decided to take a detour through the park, where she saw a group of teenage boys playing football. As she approached them, she couldn't help but feel self-conscious about her ample chest size.

But then she remembered that her ample chest was securely stowed away in hyperspace elsewhere, and she could jog past the group without anyone batting an eye. Vanessa felt the wind in her hair and the cool breeze on her skin as she continued her run. The park was beautiful, with lush greenery and the occasional squirrel scurrying across the path. Vanessa took a deep breath, feeling more alive than she had in years. "Thank you, Vanisher Bra", she whispered down her t-shirt neck.

As Vanessa continued her run, she noticed a man jogging behind her, gradually catching up. He was about her age, probably in his early twenties, with a fit physique and a friendly smile. He passed her and gave her a nod before speeding up, leaving her behind.

Vanessa continued her jog, grateful for the opportunity to jog without being the center of everyone's attention. She soon found herself approaching the end of the park and back onto the main road. She could see her house in the distance and decided to increase her pace for the final stretch. She ran full speed to her door and unlocked it, dripping with sweat now. She went in the shower and started undressing. Then she remembered that there was no way to remove the Vanisher Bra, so she took a shower in the odd one-piece swimsuit. The non-feeling of warm water on her breasts and crotch area was jarring at first, but she got used to it soon, and took a long warm shower to recover from the jog. Vanessa stepped out of the shower, feeling refreshed and energized. She reached for a towel and again remembered that her breasts were safely tucked away in hyperspace. She wrapped the towel around herself, feeling the soft fabric against her skin.