The Whores and the Bra-maker
There once was a bra-maker in a kingdom with women of all sizes of bust - tiny acorn tits; perky high-nipple tits; big saggy tits; long pointy tits. Too many bras for one bar-maker to keep up!
He was skilled and his customer who received a bra were content. But there were too many to satisfy all!
He tried. He sewed and fit, shaped and padded but when evening came, he would be further behind than the day before.
Complaints were frequent. Women had to go to parties un-supported! Young maids would come of age, and have to got to balls in old training bras, too small and pinchy! Dressmakers were frustrated when their beautiful creations were spoiled by bodices that drooped and necklines that had nothing to show!
This night he saw the mountain of work in front of him and surrendered. At midnight he left his work undone. He drank from his barrel of ale and went to sleep on his bench.
The whores of the forest had heard of his plight and heard the complaints of women throughout the kingdom. The Great Madam respected the bra-maker for his service to women, and she made a decision.
At moonrise the whores crept into his shop, tiny women of perfect form and beautiful aspect, to find a mountain of bras unfinished. They set to work.
Fitting straps, forming cups, padding and wiring all night, they worked away until every bra was perfect! At dawn they wrapped the last bra in satin and crept from the shop.
The littlest whore paused at the bench to suck off the bra-maker in his sleep, leaving him with a smile on his face. Wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, she stole off into the night.
When he awoke, flaccid and calm, he was amazed to see all his work, complete! What magic was this?
The padding was thick, the wire cleverly concealed! The cups, perky and smart! The straps were lacy and smooth!
When the women came to complain again about their bras that were not ready, they were surprised to find them ready and perfect!
The young virgins were pleased, as their bras were cute and fit their perky tits well!
The wives were pleased, and their bras were firm and comfortable! Their tits were supported evenly and swelled in their bosom!
The saggy grandmas were most pleased as their dugs did not swing, their nipples did not chafe.
The bra-maker earned all his commissions and more, as word of his skill spread across the kingdom.
At the end of each week, he would retire with his work half done. By morning the bras were all done up neatly with fine stitching and pretty lace, wrapped in fine satin.
And his dick would be wet and limp.
