"...It has a tiny super-quiet motor in it, that will periodically activate and pump up your boobs."
"It's gonna do what?" I asked.
"It'll give you boobies. It'll take all day for it to work, but by the time you get home from school, you'll have perky little A cups for Derrick to play with."
"No way. Take it off, " I protested.
"It's not permanent. The swelling goes down overnight. Unless you are on hormones it won't make your boobies grow permanently."
"I don't care, I'm not modifying my body for you or Derrick."
I reached back and tried to undo the bra.
"Do I have to explain what happens with the video every time you don't like my decisions, or will this be the last time?" Michael asked impatiently.
I hung my head in defeat. If Michael want to send me to school dressed as Batgirl, there wasn't much I could really do about it. Michael smiled at my reaction. He handed me a white microfiber camisole that served to smooth out the lines created by the corset and the Brava. He then handed me a white long sleeve girls dress shirt which befuddled me at first when I slipped it on.
"The buttons are on the wrong side."
"Of course they are. all girl shirts have the buttons on the left."
As I struggled to button the shirt Michael slipped a standard girl's school uniform tie around my neck, and fit it into the collar of the shirt. He added a medium gray vest to the mix. I looked at the completed ensemble in the mirror. The shirt, vest and tie were in such stark contrast to my anime-esque hair, and sexy skirt and stockings, but the combination was stunning.
"I almost forgot."
Michael went to his closet and pulled out a pair of shiny black patent pumps for my feet that buckled around the ankle. I sat down, and put on the shoes. When I finished, He handed me 2 little pink rhinestone studs for my ears along with a silver heart pendant, and a silver serpentine bracelet, and a packet of ice pink press on nails.
"Here. You can take care of these, and I'll go get us some breakfast."
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