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“If I wasn’t going to leave you here I would definitely buy you,” Ariana told Sara. “You fit me perfectly, not too tight not too loose. You feel nice and have a cute design. But, then again, you did rip my heart and cheat on me so…you don’t get to enjoy being wrapped around me.”

All things considered, this was a much nicer form than what Ariana originally thought of, if she could’ve found the spell she would’ve transformed her into a tampon but anyway. Still, that didn’t mean that this form was all sunshine and rainbows.

It was nice, being a bra was one of the most pleasureful articles of clothing you could become, but still had its downside. Part of the spell increased Sara’s sensitivity. Normally it would feel nice to have you’re form filled out by someone’s chest but with this addition, it caused any bit of pressure on or in her to be so pleasureful that it became somewhat painful.

Not only that but she made her a form-fitting bra, almost tripling her sensitivity. Though she was still being kind to her. If she was going to keep her for herself Ariana would’ve made sure to workout in her, sleep in her, and pretty much wear her 24/7.

Her current fate was still bad though. After taking a couple of photos in her onto the selves she’d go. From there only Sara would know. The spell didn’t give her access to her perspective so she could only dream of who’d get her. Part of her hoped it was Faith, the girl she cheated on her with.

Just the thought of that filled her with satisfaction, picturing her unawarely wearing the love of her life, stretched across her breasts causing her ample amounts of pleasure and pain. That would still be too good for her. This was meant to break the three women up not bring them closer together.

No, she’d probably be bought by some twenty-something, used for a couple of months, and either thrown out or donated. Even then that was too nice for her. What she really wanted would be for her to continually change owners, a never-ending streaming of different boobs filling her form year after year.

She could only wish for that to happen, but she still had to start the cycle. Pulling her ex off her chest she gave her one quick kiss before making sure her tag was attached. Ariana quickly put on her other clothes before walking out of the changing room. Outside the room was a cart full of misplaced items.

Tosing Sara into it she gave her one quick wave before walking away. Taking a quick glance back she watched as an employee came by and started to sort the clothes. Now that bitch was out of her life for good. Now she was nothing but a bra. Now it was just a bra, ready to be bought and sold.

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