Changing hands
My name is Phil Tiny
chapter 20
by
copier
· original author:
softshoe
Phil dives to the floor, narrowly escaping the crushing weight of Mrs. Pritty. He lands softly on a pile of dicarded bras. However, he becomes tangled in the lace of one of the cups of a bra that Mrs. Pritty had found already in the room. His struggles only succeeded in tying his hands and feet in the lace as well as his midsection. Not long after his almost complete immobility, he is covered in darkness, as Mrs. Pritty unintentionally throws the unruly bra over him. After some time, he realized Mrs. Pritty had forgotten about him. He felt himself being picked up. "Ugh, who wears a bra this huge?" He felt himself being carried and put down on a surface. Eventually he saw some light, and then more, as a hand picked up the bra he was stuck in and put it on a hangar. However, he was enclosed in darkness soon thereafter as he was placed on a rack of bras with similar lace. Luck was finally with him as he didn't have to wait long for a woman to select the bra he was on to take into the dressing room.
He was on the inside of the cup, so not noticeable, but he hoped the woman would feel him when she tried it on. He felt himself rising and saw the hangar removed by a long red-nailed hand. Darkness enclosed him as the huge mammaries loomed towards him.
Does she feel him?
He was on the inside of the cup, so not noticeable, but he hoped the woman would feel him when she tried it on. He felt himself rising and saw the hangar removed by a long red-nailed hand. Darkness enclosed him as the huge mammaries loomed towards him.
Does she feel him?
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March 24, 2025
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