Total pages in book: 94
Estimated words: 88235 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88235 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
“So…you’re sure I’m supposed to wear a dress that shows my bra?” Vicky asked hesitantly.
“Oh, you’re not supposed to wear a bra, doll,” Kat said brightly, as though it was no big deal. “You’re supposed to be bare under the goddess gown—it’s the custom.”
“What? But I thought you said it had a slit in the crotch area too!” Vicky looked down at herself and—sure enough—there was a long slit that ran from just the level of her crotch all the way down to the bottom hem. Why hadn’t she noticed that when she was putting it on?
“Yup.” Kat nodded. “Hey, don’t freak out,” she added quickly, seeing the dismayed look on Vicky’s face. “Look—I added some secret modifications for you.”
She showed Vicky some tiny, almost invisible magnets sewn into the sides of the slits that closed them completely and held the fabric together.
“There, see?” she said, grinning. “I knew you’d probably freak out at having to wear a gown that shows your goodies so I made a way for you to cover up.”
“Thanks,” Vicky said gratefully. “That certainly makes me feel better. But, well…I still can’t wear my bra with this off-the shoulder toga thing going on.” She frowned at the black lacy bra strap which showed clearly on her one bare shoulder. “What am I going to do about that? I really can’t go without a bra. At my age, the girls just aren’t as perky as they once were.”
“Ha—try breast-feeding three babies with only two breasts,” Kat said flatly. “I don’t care what age you are, that puts some serious city miles on the old ta-tas. But never fear, I have a solution for you.” She pulled out a small black box and opened it to reveal two tiny blue dots about the size of the fingernail on Vicky’s pinky.
Vicky stared at them blankly.
“Um—what are those?”
“Float dots,” Kat said triumphantly. “Permanent stickers that exert a kind of gravitational field just over your ta-tas. We got them from an underwater world where the women go topless all the time—well, except for nipple rings,” she added and winked at Vicky. “Bet you’re glad you’re not going to that particular planet.”
“You’re right, that place sounds awful,” Vicky said with feeling. “But, well, how do these work?”
“You just stick one to the underside of each boob—right where the bottom of your breast meets your chest—and voila—instant lift. Go on—try them, you’re going to love them. We all do.” She nodded down at her own breasts, which were high and firm, despite being rather large.
“Really? You’re wearing some now?” Vicky asked.
Kat nodded. “Go on—I’ll give you some privacy.”
She stepped out from behind the screen and Vicky pulled down the goddess gown and took off her bra. She looked rather dubiously at the float dots—how could such tiny little things do anything to help lift her breasts? Having always been big on top, she had struggled for years to find any kind of strapless bra that really worked. They always slid down, leaving your boobs exposed at some point. But really, she supposed the least she could do was at least try the little dots.
Lifting her right breast, she pressed one small blue sticker under it and then did the same for the left. What she saw when she was done, amazed her.
“Wow, they’re floating!” she exclaimed, looking down at her chest.
And they were! Her breasts had lifted and risen to become perfect round globes with the nipples poking perkily forward. The effect was magical—it took years off her boobs and the little float dots did all the work. Without any tight bra straps digging into her shoulders or bands pressing into her stomach, Vicky felt liberated…elated. Her breasts looked gorgeous and it didn’t hurt at all!
“They’re pretty fantastic, right?” Kat asked from the other side of the screen. “Ever since we got out hands on them, we’ve been synthesizing them as fast as we could. I think everyone on the Mother Ship is wearing them now.”
“I can see why.” Vicky pulled up the top of the gown and smoothed it down, making certain the little magnetic tabs were engaged so she was decently covered.
Although, she couldn’t help thinking, that “decent” was a relative term here. True, it was better not to have her bra poking out of the slits in the dress, but at least the thick fabric of her bra had hidden her nipples. The float dots made her so perky that, without the bra in the way, her peaks stood out in bold relief just under the thin material of the dress.
Well, at least I won’t be the only one dressed this way, she told herself, trying to feel better about it.
And it’s not like Chain hasn’t already seen your breasts…not to mention sucked and licked them, whispered a little voice in her head.