A new life

A few days later.

"I can't believe you made me do this." said Lauren as she entered her place.

"You did wonderfully, darling." cooed Nikol as she followed her in.

As Lauren walked past her large mirror, a glance of her image caught her attention. Like she hadn't checked herself countless times that day already. She knew full well how she looked. The problem was, it was not what she, and everyone else, had been used to.

You see, the first of Nikol's actions as her lover had been to completely change - or 'redesign' as she had said it - Lauren's entire wardrobe. First of all, gone were her padded underwear and other enchancing accessories. It took an extensive amount of reasoning - and nibbling on her neck - until Lauren had finally relented. Though it didn't make her feel any more comfortable. Next, she had replaced her suit pants with skirts and her casual attires now consisted mostly of dresses. They were genuine womanly clothes, just not the kind Lauren would have ever worn. And without her precious padded underwear, they showed a whole new Lauren to the world. A lot smaller one... Nikol, of course, kept saying all these were for her sake. Well, Lauren didn't seem to have any other option. Not since the young vixen had stepped into her life and turned it upside down.

"Nobody is going to take me seriously after today." she sighed as she slouched on her armchair.

"Nothing had happened. You went to work, looked stunning, and everyone did what you told them to." reasoned Nikol.

"They were laughing at me."

"Nobody was."

Lauren knew this was true. But she couldn't shake that feeling. "They were doing it behind my back..." she argued.

"I would have noticed that." said Nikol as she crouched down next to Lauren, grasping her hand. "This is all just in your head. What if you were a few cups smaller today? Did they notice? Probably... Did anyone really care? Nope."

Lauren knew Nikol was not just saying all these to make her feel better. She was actually right. But going to work without her padded bra was still a terrifying experience to the poor girl. Even more so because she was overreacting. Nobody really laughed at her. Notice it, they definitely did. She had caught a few glimpses aimed at her chest. Her bust was significantly smaller, after all. Yet it didn't seem to affect her authority. People still seemed to do what she had told them to, even with her obviously reduced bust size. But she just felt so... powerless without those D Cups. Throughout the years those had become parts of her. Like, like... like guns to a cowboy. They were her weapons in a shallow society focused on appearances. And she had used them masterfully. And now, she was unarmed. With only her trusty horse to stand beside her. She looked at Nikol, wondering how she would have like to be compared to a horse. "You are right." she admitted as she smiled at her. "You always are."

"Comes with age." smirked Nikol, happy to see she had managed to cheer her girlfriend up. "You know what else tastes better with age? Wine." she smiled as she went for the cabinet. "I think you deserve a glass."

"I think I deserve a bottle."

"Careful." she warned her. "You know we are expected for dinner at Martha's. We don't want you too drunk."

Lauren just rolled her eyes, How could she forget? Though Nikol, true to her word, had managed to keep silent about their relationship at work and on social media. That hadn't stopped her from contacting Lauren's family, though. They were about to spend the night there. She hadn't been home for ages, now. And tonight, she was supposed to show up with Nikol. She already dreaded what might ensue between her and her parents. Her parents have always been the stout supporters of the old ways. They had expected her to find a worthy, wealthy man whom she could control. Her new... life choice would definitely be a surprise to them.

"Here." Nikol handed her a glass of red wine. "You can drink. I'll be driving."

Oh, god... thought Lauren. Nikol was definitely not the one she would have liked to drive her around. Especially not in her car. But she needed that wine. She had damn well deserved it.

"Do you think Martha would object if I wore something totally casual?" asked Nikol.

"Yes. Definitely."

"Oh, you jest. It'll be fine. I'm sure we're gonna have so much in common."

Lauren quickly empited her glass in one go. This night could not have ended soon enough.