[inflation, popping, f/f]
Boom bras were extremely popular because… well, they were free! Who doesn’t want a free bra? There was only one small catch… they tended to be a bit temperamental.
If jostled the wrong way, or something inside them short circuited, or a specific frequency of Wi-Fi signal was transmitted, boom bras had a nasty habit of inflating their wearer until they popped. And almost as if they were designed with this defect in mind, they displayed a bright double digit number (one on each breast) which could be seen through almost any clothing and would count down before they went off. Like a ticking time bomb. Hence the name: boom bra!
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Isabella had been wearing her boom bra for several months now and she had seen some wild things.
One time at the checkout at a grocery store the clerk accidentally brushed her ample bosom into the register too hard and suddenly her breasts lit up with a bright 10 across her bosom. She frantically tried to finish checking Isabella out as the timer counted down and her breasts got bigger and bigger. When the count down reached 0 she let out a whine of disappointment as he breasts detonated and she exploded into a pile of pink rubbery scraps. Her uniform and now empty bra fell silently onto her shoes behind the counter. When the manager came to check out the commotion and saw her employee had popped herself, Isabella was allowed to take her groceries for free! Score!
Another time at a coffee shop, Isabella was sitting with her friend Camilla and the waitress accidentally spilled the drink on Camilla’s shirt. Needless to say the boom bra did not react well to the hot coffee. Camilla’s breasts lit up with a 30 and started counting down while her bosom started to inflate like a balloon. Everyone backed up to give her room and by the time the ticker had reached 10 she was already floating up towards the ceiling. Camilla kicked her feet helplessly as the timer slowly crawled down to 0, then she let out a loud moan of pleasure before exploding before the patrons. As her torn shirt and bra fluttered to the table the waitress bowed and apologized profoundly for popping my friend.
It seems that the countdown timer was a little random when it was set off, but it always stayed under 60 seconds. One time Isabella saw a jogger get smacked by a branch due to a strong wind and she barely got 5 seconds when her bra, (and subsequently her) went off with a BANG!
Yeah the boom bras were a bit dangerous. But man, you can’t beat that price! So despite the dangers, everyone kept wearing them.
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One day Isabella had to go visit a client up on the 40th floor of a building downtown. For some reason the elevator was going remarkably slow, so it quickly started to fill up with people.
After only 8 floors, the poor elevator was already packed with 12 other women. Isabella was squished in the back corner between a dark beauty with amazing curls and a petite Asian woman with purple hair.
Just then the elevator jostled violently and the lights flickered. Everyone bumped into one another and Isabella made no attempt to hide the fact that she was happy that the two women had held on to her involuntarily To steady themselves. The lights flickered some more and then went out. It was pitch black.
Then in the corner Isabella could see the numbers 25 appear through the darkness and a squeal from one of the women in the elevator. Everyone watched with bated breaths as the number counted down while the number seemingly began to grow and tower up above them as the poor woman inflated.
Isabella knew this was not good. If a simple jolt from the elevator could set off that person’s boom bra, then an explosion could probably do it too! The other two women seemed to have picked up that same thought and they all hugged each other tightly as they watched enraptured as the number counted down from 5…. 4…. 3…. 2…. 1….
The woman let out a moan of pleasure before KABOOM! She exploded with such force that the entire elevator jostled. Everyone was flung against one another and there were moans, squeals, and giggles from all the women. Then through the darkness more numbers began to light up. One was for 10 seconds. Another for 45. And another for 15 and…
Isabella looked down. Her own boom bra had just lit up. Reading the number upside down Isabella saw it read 20 seconds. Then it turned to 19. Then 18. Then she felt her breasts begin to inflate. She squealed with delight as a tingling sensation swept through her. 17. 16!
Both the black woman and the Asian woman’s bra had lit up too. The black woman’s bra was for 12 seconds and the Asian woman’s was for 5. Isabella watched as the poor Asian woman’s face lit up with fear and then pleasure as she quickly and rapidly inflated like a balloon.
The black woman’s breasts swelled up as well, and soon Isabella was squished between the two pairs of breasts as they whined and moaned from their sudden inflation. Despite all this commotion, Isabella didn’t feel any fear. She was actually excited! In 10 seconds she would be nothing more than scraps on the floor!
BANG! The Asian woman exploded. Isabella didn’t see it happen but she felt the rush of air as it slapped her in her sides. The black woman fell back into another person in the elevator and BANG! That person exploded too, sending the black woman back into Isabella. Isabella felt the black woman grope her just as her number reached 0 and then BANG! The black woman was no more!
Three more BANG’S! rang out from other people in the elevator before Isabella was able to look at her chest and see how much time she had left. 5 seconds! Making the most of her time she slipped her fingers between her legs and tried to masterbate as fast as she could.
4. She opened her mouth and moaned loudly.
3. She bit her lip and groaned as the pressure built up in her chest.
2. She felt her feet kick off the ground as she was pulled up into the air!
1. She finally came and let out a loud cry of pleasure before…
BANG!
Isabella exploded into a torrent of rubber shards and pink scraps. Her blouse and skirt dropped onto the ground and her shoes fell onto the pile of other clothes that littered the floor of the elevator.
When the elevator finally made it to its final destination and the doors opened, the entire floor was just covered with scraps, empty clothing, empty shoes, and about a dozen or so torn boom bras.