Helen browsed the lines of lingerie displayed in the shop. She had been so upbeat about fixing her silly problem that the thought she could fail so spectacularly at such an early stage didn't even occur to her. As if her training schedule wasn't already challenging enough!
Her first tries at running had been a hilarious if not humiliating event. Her 'stuff' had been bouncing around so wildly that she almost knocked herself out with her own boobs. And that had been her, using the most constricting sports bra she ever owned!
The young woman sighed. Selection got so much smaller once she had figured out where her size was located on those racks. And there wasn't really anything that looked like it could tame her massive melons either.
"May I help you?"
The young girl smiled at her brightly.
"Ah...mmh... yeah! I'm looking for a sports bra. Trying to exercise more but my ... well, it's a challenge with the clothes I have, so I figured I need something that's more up to the task."
"I see." The girl studied her.
"So... do you have anything that might help me getting those monsters under control?" Helen asked, pointing at her massive chest.
The girl grinned, "Don't worry, we'll find something. Let's have a look at our offerings, shall we?"
Helen remained unconvinced. She watched the clerk go through all the available models, showing her this and that. The name tag on her almost non-existent bust displayed the name 'Chloe' and claimed she was an "Customer Consultant in Training" whatever that meant. Helen shook her head, "No, they are all way too small and I can already see that they don't provide the support I need."
"Well, why don't you try on this one. This looks pretty solid, doesn't it?"
Helen sighed audibly but grabbed the large, black piece and vanished into a fitting room. She quickly removed the body-hugging shirt and her favorite bra she wore today. Her breasts slid into the soft cups but Helen could already feel that they were too small for her. She closed the straps, looked in the mirror and groaned as she examined her flesh bulging out from the sides.
"It doesn't fit!" she shouted.
"Really? Can I have a look?"
"If you must, but I told you it doesn't fit."
Chloe's little head appeared between the curtains. "Wow, you're massive! But it seems to cover... aehm... most?"
"Look, I'm searching for a sports bra. Know what happens if I start running? This happens!"
Helen started to jump up and down, her breasts straining against the thinly stretched bra. Suddenly there was a rubbery bang and the inadequate piece of clothing flew into a corner.
"Wow, I haven't seen anything like this before!"
Helen chuckled, "Well, it's a first for me, too. Usually my boobs just jump out of those cups. So, any bright ideas?"
"Sorry, no. This was the largest of our conventional bras."
"Conventional bras? So you have something else on offer?"
Chloe's cute face flushed and she stammered, "N... not really. I ..."
"Listen, I know you're hiding something. Just tell me, please? I'm desperate!"
"OK. But my boss told me that almost every piece of those is already in use and the rest is to be reserved for affluent clients until we get the new shipment. Limited market introduction and all that. Not that I am supposed to understand any of it. They are awfully expensive, too, so they are usually only sold to our Elite members after careful consideration. They're also really funny though," she giggled. The young woman looked around and hushed, "But you seem to be in real need, so I'll make an exception. Follow me."
The girl dashed out of the small stall. Helen jumped into her shirt and tagged along, her braless breasts swaying to and fro beneath a thin layer of fabric. She saw Chloe opening a door with a 'Staff Only' sign. Helen entered the little room and looked around expectantly.
"Here, this is it. Our brand new 'Vanish' model. A world's first!" she beamed.
"But this looks ridiculously small! How on earth should this be of any help? This doesn't even cover a measly B-Cup!"
"Oh, trust me, it'll work. This is a high-tech device that automatically adjusts to every need. It will practically make your bust invisible. Just try it on."
Helen took the bright, neon-yellow piece of fabric. The tiny straps and some smaller, decorative parts were colored black, just like the big 'Vanish' logo written across the front. She shook her head about the absurdity of it all and removed her shirt.
When she tried to put on the new piece of clothing, she suddenly recognized that the inner side of the bra featured two rubber-like rings that seemed to adjust to whatever circumference necessary. And in the middle of these rings was... nothing. She put her hand through one of the rings and saw it suddenly disappear.
