Excitedly, without bothering to explain anything to me - after all who was I? The three women put the matching bra on my chest. I thought it felt tight, and looked a little strange, with nothing in the cups. PUlling the skin on my chest toward the middle, not too gently, "Chuck" held it there while Carla took something from the box and roughly shoved it into the bottom of the underwired cup. Then they did the same on the other.
The three women looked so pleased and excited. I looked down. I had boobs! And cleavage. I looked at my mother.