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A Bra's Tale: Or, How my Husband learned to appreciate my backaches…

It was the end of a pleasant day, the dinner dishes were done, and my husband Jay and I sat in the living room discussing our day.

"Ok Honey, you won, fair and square, you got the house straightened out better and faster than I did the garage and basement.. He admitted wearily.
"So according to our bet, you get to choose my…form for the next two weeks." He said with a smile…

A bit of background here: Jay and I had been married for a few years now, and lived happily out in the backcountry, just the two of us living off the money he made as a writer, and the winnings from our lottery windfall a few years ago.
Nothing extravagant mind you just comfortably, oh and add to that fact that I was a Witch… Not a broom riding wicked witch, mind you, but just a woman skilled in transformational arts. I could turn myself and others into other forms, animal vegetable or mineral, or combinations there of. Which made for some interesting times let me tell you. GRIN...

I nodded at him with a smile on my face, and sighed… "Well Honey, I decided to give you and ME a treat…" as I stretched, arching my back and thrusting my chest out. After these years of marriage and he still almost drooled when I did that… I so did love this man… "You so love these puppies", I said with a smile and stroking the upper curve of my left breast. "So for the next two weeks you're going to be a sports bra for me!" I said with a giggle as his jaw dropped in happiness.

"Talk about a supportive husband", I giggled at his groan at my bad pun.

"So, what will it be, lover- mine? Now? Or in the morning when I get dressed?" I asked witha seductive smile on my face, as I opened up my blouse to show the bra I was wearing, a relatively new, gray sports bra that was showing some strain from containing my 46EE breasts...

Smiling at his obvious arousal I decided, "MM I think in the morning, so I get to enjoy you tonight in the bed..." as I got up and with a crook'd finger, invited him to follow me to the bedroom as I stepped out of my skirt on the way down the hallway, giving him a nice view of my wide fat ass as I bent over to pick it up. I stepped into the bedroom and turned and hugged him fiercely as I kissed him, my hands roaming over his body as we finished undressing all except my bra that I saved for last since he enjoyed helping me take it off.
I sat on the bed and lifted my arms over my head as he gently put his fingers under the lower band of the bra and lifted it out and up over my breasts allowing them to flop down on my chest. I cooed in pleasure as he bent to kiss my nipples, and then continued to remove it.

We fell together onto the bed, and after a short but well appreciated period of mutual exploration with fingers, hands and tongues, we made love and feel asleep cuddled together , his head on my breast, arm draped across my belly...

Another info fact… I am not a small woman by any stretch of the truth… almost 6 ft tall, (5'11 in stocking feet) and a BBW pushing the border of SSBBW at 300 lbs… But, he loved me for my size, and I was happy, so who cared...

Back to the story:

We slept the sleep of the truly exhausted from the days cleaning efforts, and the night's lovemaking. And as usual I woke up about 6 am, and gently extricated myself from the tangle of arms and legs hugging me. I sat on the edge of the bed and smiled as I stroked his hair as he still slept there.  I got up and a quietly I could and made my way over to my dressing table, and pulled out an old amulet and chain from my side drawer. as I settled it over my neck onto my shoulders and let the pendant settle in  between my breasts, I felt that tingle that never ceased to thrill me as I readied to use my "power".

Walking back over to the bed, I sat down again, and picked up my old bra from the pile of clothing we had tossed at the side of the bed in our hurry last night. I smiled again and held it in my right hand as my left reached out to touch his sleeping form...."enjoy this honey. I know I will, when you do wake up your going to be surprised…"
With that I closed my eyes, and started to visualize his new form in my minds'-eye, and I felt the familiar warmth spread outward in a nice pleasurable rush as the spell took hold. As the rush died down I opened my eyes to see his form outlined in a faint blue glow and he began shrinking, his skin tones fading to an appropriate grayish tone as he collapsed onto himself, taking on the form of a bra. I smiled as the final flash happened, the spell ended, and where my husband had been sleeping, now was a brand new sports bra, complete with a tag, and I pride myself on a complete change experience.

With a whoosh, I let out my breath, and began breathing normal again, I held my breath while the spell. 'Formed'. I reached out with a trembling hand and picked up the bra. Feeling its fabric between my fingers, and the almost barely audible sigh in my mind as I touched my husband's consciousness, held within his new form. I could feel he was still asleep. I set him back down, and then got up and walked over to my dresser taking out a pair of panties to match his coloration. I smiled again, knowing that when he was not touching my flesh, he would remain asleep, a state of happy pleasure, so he would not get bored when I was not wearing him. Except when he went through the washer, or in contact with water. At these times, he would experience the full effect of the cleaning process. "Hmmm, I wonder if I should have him dry-cleaned." I mused aloud.  I stroked his crumpled form again, and then went into the bathroom to take a needed bath, and get ready for the day.

All clean and fresh, with talc applied to all the proper nooks and crannies of a fat woman to prevent chafing and skin problems, I sat down on the bed and put on the normal panties first, than taking a moment to savor it, I begin the gentle process of putting him on, lifting and scooping my breasts into him and adjusting the bottom band to get it settled under my hang, pulling the shoulder straps into the now well defined grooves in my shoulders.

I stood up and with a gentle shaking motion to settle him firmly; I picked up my big comfy bathrobe, and went downstairs to make myself breakfast...

I moved slowly through the kitchen, not wanting to jostle hubby too much, but then again at my size, it's very hard not to bounce all over the place… I could feel my movements were having an effect as his consciousness was starting to …"stir".  As I finished making my breakfast sat down at the table and gently thought at him" Good morning honey. Sleep well?"
"Gackk, uhh yeah slept greaaa…what the hell?" he said in my head
"Remember the bet?" I said out loud as I started eating .I could feel his feelings in a distant way if thought on them, a sideways advantage of the "link" the spell provided. "How's it feel honey to be holding the girls like that?" I say as I joggle my right breast in emphasis.

"Ooo...Hun....what are you doing to me....wow, that's...amazing."
I giggled at his comment and then stretched thrusting my chest out stretching him, his cry of pleasure as I stretched him was music to me, and I cooed in pleasure myself, I could feel my nipples hardening in response.
"You haven't felt anything yet honey, wait till I do my exercise this morning... you ARE a sports bra, your going to be really stretched then.." I said with a laugh as I finished eating and he started a running commentary of how it felt t when I moved certain ways, reaching back and forth, and then pushing the plate away and leaned onto the tabletop pressing my chest down onto the table mashing him out. His cry of pleasure as he felt this was mirrored in my moan of pleasure as I also felt a familiar warmth wash out from my nether regions. And I sat back down with a heavy plop in the chair.

"woo, honey that was a first, I just came without any stimulation down below…' as I caught my breath and then gasped again as I felt his bra form tighten around me, almost caressing my hard nipples and aureole....."MMMM, stop that, I got to get some things done and you doing that will not help any... or should I take you off?" I mock threatened him as I tried to clear up my breakfast dishes.
"I'll be good, it's just so hard not to, I WANT to squeeze you it feels like I have a compulsion to do it..." was his sheepish explanation.
"Well, just try to resist, please?" I said as the dishes went into the dishwasher, and I started it

I wandered through the house for a little while, doing odd straightening and cleaning chores, as he again started to running commentary to me about what it felt like.
Eventually I walked into our exercise room, and could feel his happiness start as he realized where I was, I sat on the recumbent bike and programmed my usual workout
MY knees started pumping back and forth and the motion caused my belly and breasts also to sway and shift, and he again started babbling how much pleasure it was.
As I worked out, I was able to "tune" out his commentary, so it would not distract me as much. But his comment that he could "taste" my sweat almost made me stop.
I slowed my rhythm as I talked. "You can taste it?" I asked shocked, this was not a part of the spell I had figured on. "Hmm that may be a problem then, because I don't think you want to taste the laundry detergent do you?" His shocked stammer brought a smile to my face "L.L.Laundry detergent? Why would I taste that??" "He managed to get out. "Well DUH silly, I am not going to wear you exclusively for the two weeks honey; first off you would wear out way to fast. And secondly you would be very. Ripe by then…"
So of course you're going to be washed, either by hand or the machine Hun..." I said over his protests, and then started toweling off as I started my cool down phase
Getting up I looked in the mirror and could see my sweat soaking him, and poked and prodded myself cupping and squeezing myself as I admired my form in the mirror.

"I think it's the machine for you honey. I really don't feel like hand washing you today….' I giggled as I heard his protests in my head. As I waddled to the bathroom and took off my sweat pants, and then my bra holding him wadded up in my hand to maintain contact. I dropped my pants and panties down the laundry chute to the basement, and then held him in the opening. "MMM ok honey sleepy time, I am going to take another shower, then a nap, and this afternoon I will do the laundry. So till I pick you up to go into the washer...you should fall asleep. If you don't, make sure you tell me, "I said as I dropped him the link cut instantly the moment he stopped touching my fingers.

I did as I told him taking a nice shower, and then taking a nap, and then getting up making myself a small lunch, I then decided to do the laundry. Waddling down the stairs, I started sorting the laundry from the pile under the chute opening, into colors, white, delicates, and perm press. I managed to avoid touching him for as long as possible to enhance the experience for him, and did all the rest of the loads first leaving the delicates for last. Finally it was their turn, and I loaded them carefully into the washer, turning on the cold water, and adding the soap, I held him to the side for last, and finally it was time to drop him in. I picked him up, and held him up to my face"wakey wakey honey. Time for your bath!!!" I called out internally to him.

"Whaa, huh…oh its wash time? You were right though, just after you dropped me down the chute I got really sleepy and could not help falling asleep.
"Good Hun, glad to hear that, I would not want you getting bored in the hamper or the drawer…"  As I dropped him in, dunking him in the water. "So, enjoy your swim, I will see you in a little while"
As I closed the lid and the agitator started.

I worked on the other loads of clothing, folding and putting away the dried clothing, finally his load stopped, and I reached in, pulling the items out one by one and hanging them up to dry. When I got to him, his excited babble cut through my brain strongly, and told him to calm down... "What is it honey> are you ok?"
"OK, I am more than ok that was fantastic, it was like the most powerful massage, and workout combined with the best orgasm I ever had..' he talked in a rush.

I laughed as he said this. "So I guess being a bra agrees with you, huh?"
As I clipped his damp form to the drying rack. Well you should be dry tomorrow morning, at which time you get folded and into my drawer, ok?" I asked my fingers brushing his form on the hanger to keep talking.  "Ok dear, I can hardly wait for that." he laughed "good night, sleep well"
As I let go and finished up the rest of the loads, moving the finished clothing up stairs to be put away.

My evening proceeded slowly, missing him was a big hole in me, but I know it was necessary, though I might restore him early. I smiled that evening as I snuggled in our bed, his absence felt, but not as painful as I thought...

Morning came and I did my usual routine, and after breakfast I headed down to the basement to collect my delicates for putting away,
I saved him for last, and woke him up as I folded him, "good morning honey" I called softly to him, as I ran my fingers over his form checking his seams and stitching for any fraying or problems.
"Mmm, mornings honey…ohh, what are you doing??" was his response. "Oh just checking to make sure you don't have any problems from your first washing, sometimes a bra frays or threads pop when its washed the first time, even an obviously high quality one like you honey.." I said with a hint of a giggle.
I then carefully folded him up cup into cup, and his moans of pleasure almost made me cum again, his begging to put him on did not help either, but I told him" honey, I know you always thought it was foolish, but I do not wear the same bra two days in a row, even a nice one like you, if I did I would stretch you out too soon as big as my boobs are, your fabric could not take the constant strain.. And i do not want to rip you out so soon, ok?"
I said in a loving but firm tone as i stroked my fingers across his cup as he lay there on the pile of other clean bras.

I carried the basket of delicates up stairs, and began putting them away, putting his form on top of my "things' drawer, as he called it. I patted him one more time and sent him a thought of love as i closed the drawer "sleep well honey, i may be persuaded to wear you tomorrow"

I tried to put him out of my mind as i went about the rest of my day  , and even did for a while when our old friend Christa came by in the afternoon to hang out and use our indoor swimming pool. she of course asked where jay was, but I told her he was at a writers conference for two weeks, and I did not want to go with him because it was in some out of the way city in Kansas, and I was in no need of boredom that much..
We had a good afternoon, evening, Christa and I were old friends, having been roommates and then lovers in college,, she was a very heavy black woman, she worked as a bartender at a strip club downtown and was also on vacation while the bar was remodeled . We enjoyed the pool and dinner, and then some more time in the pool; it was when she was getting ready to go the problem began… "Oh crap, I broke my bra strap, I know you're a bit smaller than me, but do you have one I can borrow?" she said as she stood in my bedroom
"Yeah, look in my top drawer, I should have one you can use, on of my sport ones should do, thinking of my stretched out ones I use during my "time of the month" when I grow almost a cup size and not thinking about Jay…
"thanks girlfriend, your a savior, as I heard her opening the drawer and then she said ,"ahah, this one looks good"  I did not see what she had picked as I was in the bathroom getting dressed myself for our n night out on the town.
When I came out, she was fully dressed and I did not think anything about his form not being on top when I picked out one for myself, because it was obvious she had pawed through them. I was wearing a light green lacey thing to go with the top I was wearing, and we went out to have a good night
I could tell through out the night that Christa was having a great time flirting and dancing because every time I looked at her nipples were hard and poking through her dress, which brought the guys running whenever we sat down.
I said something to her, about this and she said, "ohh I just am happy, that's all, and really horny if you know what I mean" she said with a wink.
Eventually the night wore on, and I was ready to call it a night, sick and tired of fighting of the paws that kept feeling me up, I missed jay, and wanted to get home to him.
I said goodnight to Christa, who by this time had cut a 'stud" from the herd and was getting ready to take him home for riding...
I drove home, mildly buzzed from the few drinks I had, and the atmosphere, and wearily crawled up to the bedroom and managed to get undressed before passing out on the bed.

Morning came all to soon and I woke up feeling terrible, but alive, after a shower, and some Tylenol I started to feel better, breakfast helped more and then I decided to put Jay on and tell him about last night, I knew that telling him in mind contact would be the best, he could get glimpses of my feelings and emotions as I told hit to him then..

I pulled the drawer open and began to look for  him, after a moment, I got worried ,as I started pulling all my bras out, then all my panties thinking she might have moved him in her search..."Oh No,, she didn't. She couldn't. She DID" I cried when I realized he was not there...

Sitting down on my bed, I put my hands to my head and tried to think of what to do
"Ok, so she borrowed him, I need to get him back as soon as possible, before she stretched him out too far for me to wear."
I got up and got my pendant, then got dressed in normal clothing, jeans and a baggy t-shirt.  Then standing in my bedroom I sent out a question thought to find Christa, where ever she had shacked up for the night. I was surprised to find her at home, and alone... with a simple thought I activated a teleportation spell and with a "POP" I was standing in her living room.
Christa.Christa??" I called out. Are you decent girl??" I called softly down the hallway to her bedroom.

"Mmpphh, Jenn? Is that you?   "Yeah, it's me girl"  "What do you want??"

"Well I have a problem and your part of it." I said as I walked into her bedroom to se her sprawled on her bed nude
She smiled, "Hmmm, horny with out Jay??' she said as she stretched and posed almost on her rumpled bed

"Well that's a good offer, but, I need that bra back you borrowed last night. It's …important, if I had realized that was the one you had chosen I would not have let you borrow it..."
"Why what's so special about it, is it someone transformed??" she said waggling her eyebrows

Another aside: yes she knows of my. Talent. She and I explored my abilities in college and shortly after, by changing both of us into various different forms.

"Umm, actually, yes, it's Jay" I said embarrassed

"OH.' was all she said as she sat up with a shocked look
"So I REALLY need it back girl."
"Umm well, I sorta…umm it was tight." she said with a hangdog look and a little girls voice
"What HAPPENED?" was all I said
She got sheepishly up and walked to the bathroom and came back with the tattered remains of my bra/husband
"You shredded HIM!!!" as took it carefully in my hands and started thinking softly to him to wake up
I spread his tattered form out on the bedspread and clucked, looking at her chest then his form.
"Girl you need to either get bigger bras next time or smaller boobs."
I could feel him in side but I think the damage was keeping him asleep
"Is he…ok?" she asked concerned
"I think so, but I will not know for sure until I repair him." as I fingered the tattered holes in him and the torn back band then I looked at a stain, holding it up, I sniffed it.
"What's this, ketchup?"
"Well, I was hungry last night, so I stopped on the way home for few burgers, and then ate them before going to bed
You ate them while wearing just a bra?"
"Well, more like I was fed them in my underwear," she said as she rubbed her wrists
"Oh let me guess, he was a feeder and tied you up too" I said with a laugh

"You got it girl. Maybe sometime we should do a twosome with him..." she said waggling her eyes again
"Forget it I got a hubby that would be more than happy to do that to me. And you for that matter, "I say knowingly
"Maybe after I restore him, we should do that, have him feed both of us."

With that I got up, and wadded his torn form up and stuffed it into my pants pocket
:"Want a lift back to my place?" I asked holding up the pendant
"Mm sure let me get dressed" she said as she struggled up.
Soon enough we were ready, and I hugged her and cast the teleport spell again
We materialized with a louder "pop" this time, in my living room and she sat down
"Whooeee I can never get over how that feels." she said laughing
I smiled and walked into the bedroom
"Make yourself at home Chris, I will be a while restoring him

I called out over my shoulder as I closed the door and put a spell lock on it to keep her out.

Taking a deep breath, I calmed and centered myself, then began gently arranging Jay on the bed clucking my tongue as I saw how torn and tattered he had become.
"My, My, My ...Christa, must have some interesting fingerprint bruises on herself, as I traced a finger tip over the torn areas and tried to figure out what had occurred to tear the bra in such a way...

Getting up I went to my dresser and sorted through my bras until I found the one I had patterned Jay's new body after.  I took the other bra back to the bed and laid it next to Jay. Placing one hand on each, I reached deep within and using a simple 'like' spell, began the process of restoring Jay's tattered form.

After a few moments I could feel Jay stirring, so I opened my eyes, and found his bra form restored to like new condition, but still... stained. I had repaired the tears and fraying, but the stretching and stains had not been undone.

"MMM maybe I should put you on now honey" I thought out loud as I undressed, and removed my non living bra.
As I put jay on I could feel him stirring deep inside, and I waited for him to 'wake up"
"Uhh, where,what.Jennn??" I could hear him call out as he finally recovered,
"Hello honey, yes its me, I have you back, and I have repaired you from Christa's tender mercies." I giggled

Mind to mind communication can be a wonderful thing when you have little time. As I gently stroked my breast through him, he proceeded to tell me all about his afternoon and evening on Christa's bosom. I laughed and giggled with him as I felt it all as he felt it, and I shivered in a little terror when her.. Chosen playmate had gotten aggressive and torn him… I even felt his massive terror when Christa had tossed him in the trashcan in her bathroom after her playmate left.

"Ohh, poor baby, I Am so sorry. I won't do it again, ok??" I reassured him...
"What Hell you say, I was surprised to hear him "Shout" in my mind.
"What do you mean honey? I asked confused...
"It was AWESOME, yeah, the terror at being torn and tossed out was really bad, but.... I Loved it she did not know it was me, and her treatment of me was totally ...mind-blowing.. I mean, on her, I WAS just a bra. It was humbling, scary, and totally wonderful...." he explained

"hmm, really so since your stretched out now ," as I tugged him and showed how he seemed to bag and gather on my breasts, should I give you back to her since your sized for her?" I asked cheerily
"Honey, I never want you to think I don't love you or your body, but I have to admit to you, Christa does turn me on." he admitted, and I could feel the sincerity and truth behind his statement.
"Well husband of mine, I agree with you, she does have a wonderfully soft and inviting body. Hmmm I have a really kinky thought..." as pondered a stray erotic thought.

I got up and walked out to the living room where Christa was sitting, "Hey girlfriend". I said as I sat on the couch next to her.
She was in deed making her self at home, eating a bowl of chips, and drinking some soda as she watched a movie on the TV.
"Hey, did it work is that.oh yeah I see the stains." as she reached a hand out and touched a stained cup
""Yup, and I ....'Heard' about last night, that boy was a little rough, but it sounded like you had fun girl." I smiled
"Uh-huh, and it was...fulfilling if you know what I mean" she laughed with a wink.
'well, Hun as you can see, jay has a few stains, and we were talking of how good it felt being worn, and I came up with a little deal I want to involve you in..
I said in a rush then sitting back and smiling...
"Girl, when you get that Madonna smile, I worry, what's the "deal" you mentioned," she said with a wary grin

"Well, I know how much you like our indoor pool, and I did sort of hustle you over here without letting you pack."
She smiled and said, "Let me guess, so you're going to let me wear him as a swimsuit..?" she says starting to take off her top
"Well, sort of... he will be your top. But I want to be your Bottom..." I said with a smile.
"You want me to WEAR you also??' she stopped and looked shocked, as I heard the gasp from Jay in my mind

Nodding, with a big goofy grin on my face, "yes you wear him on top and me on your fat bottom" I say with my tongue out smiling and crossing my eyes in a tease

She turned her head to the side, and said, "Ok, but how do you restore?"
"Oh I will just make it an elapsed time spell, say for an hour you can wear both of us... and it is an hour from when you put Both of us on, so after an hour we both restore ", I added, "If you are still in the pool when its the end of the spell, you get joined by both of us standing there with you in the water. I smiled as I waggled my eyebrows knowingly." As in three nude friends in the pool."

She smiled, and nodded, as she undid her bra," Ok then go for it, I am game."
I smiled and took jay off, as he kept asking if I felt this was ok sure if there was going to be no problems, " I shushed him and just said, enjoy" as I turned him from a bra  to a bikini top a nice bright deep blue to show off Christa's chocolate brown skin.

And then I helped her put him on tying his strings in the back for her, as she fit herself into his cups in the front
"Girl, if you Ever, ever want a job making clothing for me, its a deal whenever you make a piece of clothing FOR me, it fits perfectly better than anything I can find in the stores., damn jay looks good.. Now it's your turn..."
As she turned and looked at me as I finished stripping and put my clothes on the couch, I stood up, and then looking directly in her eyes, I changed.

As I saw her head shift and look downward as I fell to the floor collapsing into myself as I changed into a matching set of swimsuit panties.
She picked me up and held me in front of her eyes,"mmm girl you sure you got the size right?" as she gave me a critical eye
"I'm sure Chris. I specified super stretchy, so I could really HUG your bottom. I laughed in her head as she held me
"Ok girl here goes." as she stepped into me
"Ohh this is different..." I said as I felt her shimmy me up her legs and across her thighs.
As she snuggled me up and tucked my upper band under her belly apron I felt and almost tasted her bush and womanhood as she arranged me
"Mmm girl you fit wonderful "she cooed as she stroked my fabric, "and so does your Hubby..." as she also stroked her left boob.
"You Know I go on that cruise next month, you guys busy??" she asked almost serious.
I laughed, "Well girl... I will let you know about that, ok? Now let's go swimming"
And we did. As she swam turning, stretching moving in the warm water.
And soon enough the hour was up, and then the real fun began... and carried into the bedroom...

So here is the bras tale, or how Jay learned to appreciate my backaches. Or even, how we got a new housemate, and mutual bed partner in Christa...
Maybe next time, I will tell you about how Christa felt as a control top panty...