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Alex squeezed his eyes shut, turning his head away to hide his burning face.
He felt so exposed, so embarrassed, but underneath it all, his female body was betraying him.
His skin tingled with electric heat wherever Elena touched him.
Vara pulled a soft, yellow measuring tape from her pocket. She stepped right next to Alex.
"Arms up, sweetie," Vara instructed gently. When Alex hesitated, Elena pinched his side, forcing him to raise his arms in surrender.
Vara wrapped her arms around his chest, sliding the tape measure directly under his breasts.
The back of her knuckles brushed against his soft and hypersensitive underboob, sending a shocking jolt of pleasure straight down his spine.
Alex gasped, his knees buckling just a little. Elena caught him easily, chuckling in his ear.
"So sensitive," Elena whispered, kissing the side of his neck.
"Twenty-six inches around the band," Vara noted smoothly. Then, she slid the tape higher.
Alex bit his lip hard to stop himself from moaning.
Vara pulled the tape directly over the fullest part of his swelling breasts.
The slightly rough texture of the measuring tape dragged right across his hardened, super-sensitive nipples.
The friction was almost too much to bear. His body was so wired for pleasure right now that even this simple act felt like intense foreplay.
Vara used her fingers to gently press the tape against his soft flesh, squeezing the side of his left breast just a little to make sure the fit was exact.
The feeling of the Half-Elf's cool, delicate fingers kneading his tender new curves made a wet heat pool between Alex's legs.
"Thirty-two inches across the full bust," Vara whispered, her eyes meeting Alex's panicked gaze in the mirror.
She let the tape drop, but she didn't step away. Instead, she reached out and gently flicked his stiff right nipple with her index finger.
"Ahaa…!!" Alex let out a high-pitched, girly squeak, his chest bouncing slightly from the sudden movement. "What's that for?"
"Perfect, heheha!!" Vara whispered with a naughty smile, licking her lips. "A solid, beautiful 30C or 28D."
"You are going to look absolutely stunning in silk lace, my dear. I have the perfect set to push these pretty things up and make them look even fuller."
"Bring it to us," Elena hurriedly requested, her hands now slowly roaming up from Alex's waist to trace the bottom curves of his breasts. "Heheee, also bring the matching panties, too. We have a lot of dressing up to do."
Alex's face burned hotter than the morning sun outside.
He kept his arms crossed tight over his chest even after the measuring tape came off. His voice came out soft and shaky, but he forced the words out clearly.
He could feel Elena's hands still resting on his waist from behind, and Vara's eyes looking him up and down like she was already picking out clothes in her head.
"No panties, definitely not… also it's too embarrassing to wear lace bras," Alex said quickly, his voice soft and shaky.
He looked straight at Vara and continued. "Bring me sports bras, the ones that hold them tight. That's all I need. Nothing fancy."
Vara raised one eyebrow, her pointed ears twitching with amusement.
"Sports bras?" Elena's voice echoed, sounding almost disappointed. "Ally, you're almost a full C-cup with a lot of soft tissue. Those tight ones will squash them. You'll be sore by lunch."
"I don't care," Alex muttered. "I just need something that keeps them from bouncing. That's all."
"And the pants stay on. I'm not taking them off in front of anyone."
He meant it. The black leggings Elena had forced on him earlier were already stretched tight across his wider hips and round ass.
Underneath, his cock was still half-hard from all the touching, pressing against the thin fabric in a way that made him want to hide.
If he dropped the leggings, Vara would see everything, the thick length that still refused to disappear even while the rest of him kept turning softer and curvier.
He was not ready for that. Not with Phase Three with only a few percent away.
One strong climax and the system would tip over. His dick would start shrinking for real. The thought made his stomach twist with real fear.
Elena laughed behind him, the sound warm and a little mean. "No way, not just sports bras. You have to try all of them, and you should learn how to wear each of them on your own."
Vara's smile grew wider. "She's right, sweetie. A girl with a body like yours needs more options."
"Sports bras are good for running around, but you also need soft ones for everyday, and pretty ones for when you want to feel nice."
"We'll start with a few different styles; I'll make sure they feel comfortable to your sensitive skin."
"You can keep your leggings on if you want. I won't force anything off your lower half."
Alex let out a small breath of relief. He didn't want either of them staring at that right now.
Vara left the fitting room for a minute and came back with a small stack of bras in her arms.
Soft cotton ones, stretchy sports bras, and a couple of lace ones that made Alex's face burn up just looking at them.
"Arms up again," Vara said gently.
Alex raised his arms. Elena stayed right behind him, her chest pressed lightly against his back.
He could feel the shape of her breasts through her blouse every time she breathed.
Vara slipped the first sports bra over his head. It was plain black, thick and tight.
She helped pull it down over his chest.
The moment the fabric stretched across his breasts, the pressure made him suck in a sharp breath.
The tight band sat under his breasts and pushed them up a little, holding the soft weight firmly in place.
"Oh…" Alex whispered. The support felt strange but good.
No more free bouncing or getting stimulated by the cold air. His nipples rubbed against the soft inside of the cups every time he moved even a little.
Elena's hands came around and cupped him through the sports bra, giving a gentle squeeze. "See? Already better. They don't move as much."
Alex's cock twitched hard inside his boxers. He clenched his fists and tried to think about anything else.
"Hahaa… Stop teasing her," Vara watched his face with a knowing look. "You're very sensitive, aren't you? That's normal when they grow this fast. Try moving your arms."
Alex lifted his arms and turned a little side to side. The sports bra held everything in place, but the soft pressure still made the heat pool low in his belly.
He could feel Elena's breath on the back of his neck.
"Now the next one," Vara said.
Alex bent down as she helped him out of the sports bra. The sudden loss of support made his breasts bounce free again, and both women stared for a second.
The next bra was soft cotton, light pink, with thin straps.
Vara guided his arms through the straps and reached around to hook it in the back. Her fingers brushed his skin.
Elena's hands helped from the front, lifting each breast and settling it into the cups.
"Breathe," Elena whispered near his ear.
Alex tried. The cups were softer than the sports bra.
His nipples pressed clearly against the thin fabric.
"Elena… Please stop it!!" When Elena's thumbs brushed over them through the cotton, a small sound slipped out of his throat before he could stop it.
"What, I'm just checking the fit," she said, but her voice was lower now. She kept her hands on his breasts, kneading gently.
Vara stepped closer with the measuring tape again, just to double-check. "Perfect size. These will work for everyday use. But you should try the lace ones too. Just once."
"I don't want anything that's made of lace," Alex muttered, face burning.
"Just try," Elena said. "You might like how it feels."
Vara quickly brought over a black lace bra with thin, pretty straps.
Alex hesitated, but Elena was already lifting his arms again.
The lace felt rough and soft at the same time against his skin. When Vara hooked it in the back and adjusted the cups, the open lace left little holes that showed the pink of his nipples underneath.
Alex looked at himself in the mirror and almost looked away. The lace made his breasts look fuller and rounder.
"They look perfect, not as big as mine though…" Elena said, as she tried to press her own in front of Alex, as she continued speaking. "And these little tips of yours… look how hard they get."