Working Out in Comfort (Ending)

You slowly regain consciousness. You find you cannot move, are covered in darkness, and the smell of fresh cardboard is all around you, and you once again feel as if you are flat on your stomach. You panic from the sense of deja vu when you hear the muffled voice of your sister once more.

"Hello again, fans of fashion and my tits, probably more of the latter than the former" you hear your sister speak with a laugh, "The trial run from Cognizant Fashions was such a success, that they offered a free, final, transformation for my pervy bro."

You feel your sister reach down to pick you up, holding you in front of the mirror and webcam once again. With a sense of confusion that shifts to worry, you realize that you are the sleek black sports bra that she is holding up to the mirror.

"As a big breasted woman," your sister says to the webcam, "It's really difficult to find a great sports bra that will allow me to be as active as I would like while remaining comfortable. I know a lot of you guys don't think about this, but having big boobs can be a big hassle at times." She pauses before adding, "Now, I know what a lot of you are thinking. And the answer is yes, I will definitely release some videos of me exercising with him if the donations hit the right numbers. You can follow along with your own exercises...kidding, I know exactly what you'll be doing while watching my vids, you bunch of pervs."

You would be screaming at your sister right now if you could, but instead you are silent as she finishes her video, "I would like to thank Cognizant Fashions for this experience and opportunity. Please visit their website."

You thought you had it rough before, but this is a million times worse.

Her breasts always feel like they are crushing you, the tightness and grip of your new form forcing you even more firmly against her. It feels like she's crushing your cock as well, in a way that is at first arousing, but grows painful as she exercizes.

Instead of feeling as if her breasts are massaging against you, it feels like the pressure pulsates to crush you even further as she moves.

And the smell. Before, your tight prison-like existence was accompanied by whatever flowery perfume your sister choose to wear or whatever soapy scent that accompanied her after bathing.

Your sister doesn't wear perfume when working out, and she bathes well after she is done with you. No, instead, you get the full salty tasting experience of her sweat as she permeates you with it.

As she gets into it, her heartbeat throbs in your head. What was subtle when you were a regular bra has become a roaring thumping rhythm as she works up the sweat. Her body heat is suffocating.

The truly sadistic part of the experience, however, is that when your sister is done, and she throws you in with the rest of her laundry. You find yourself freezing as the sweat dries and evaporates upon you, leaving you to long to be upon her breasts once more despite the horrific claustrophobic nature of it, if only for the warmth.