The Magic of Bras (Patreon)

“So you just read stories about men becoming women, you don’t do anything else to seek out this “fetish” as you call it?”

“Well I did try on a bra once when I was a little kid, but... meh”

“Meh? What was it like? How’d it make you feel??”

“Well it was too small, it barely fit me”

“Sounds like something to look into...”

Was my therapist telling me to start wearing bras??”

“You have the means; buy yourself a bra. Try it on, see how it makes you feel. You don’t have to tell me what happened or if you even went through with it, but I do highly suggest it.

I couldn’t get my therapist’s words out of my head all day, and when I got home I immediately purchased a bra for myself.

It took a few days of anxious excitement, but finally the package arrived! I ripped the box open, and took the bra out of its packaging. I paused.

I ordered a very plain bra, and this one was lacy and came with panties too. I checked the size, and it was the same as the one I had ordered. Without a second thought I got undressed, and put on both the bra and panties. I felt my dick get hard, and pretended the cups were real breasts. I squeezed them against my chest, it felt really erotic.

I took out my phone and started up the selfie camera, wanting to see what my chest looked like with a bra on.

The hair I expected to see was gone, and my chest now felt smooth and plush. I squeezed my bra again in ecstasy, but felt resistance from my chest this time. I looked down and saw boobs filling the cups of my bra, and a flat stomach leading into a dick shrinking into my crotch. I reached my hand down to save my cock, but it was too late. My crotch was totally flat, and I felt silky smooth skin on my thighs and ass. The room grew around me, and I felt my hair get heavier on my head as it grew out lusciously. My breasts had grown out to fill the bra cups perfectly, and my first instinct was to jiggle my titties with my bra straps happily.

I started regretting not ordering a larger cup size, I didn’t realize I was about to become a woman! And what happened to the plain bra I ordered? This one was great, but I always wanted to have that silky nylon material normal bras are made of against my chest...

Somehow my body reacted to my thoughts, and I saw my bra morph to become a normal one. The cups got much bigger, and my boobs looked smaller in them now. Suddenly a warm fuzzy feeling overcame me, and I couldn’t stop laughing.

I didn’t see what happened, but with my eyes closed I could feel my boobs grow with each heave and ho of my chest. I was laughing so hard it was making my stomach hurt, was my stomach bigger? I reached down still laughing, and could feel my stomach, ass and thighs had all grown considerably. Finally I could manage to just keep a big smile, and looking at myself started laughing again. My tits were huge! I shook my chest, and made my boobs bounce for myself in the mirror. This was awesome! Me can’t believe bra from Walmart do this! Wait... why me talk bad?

I heard my front door open, and footsteps make their way upstairs. Who could that be? Sexy guy for me to fuck? No... I looked in the mirror again, my bra was now pink and felt really tight.

My boobs were already so big, I didn’t realize they were growing till my cleavage started pouring out from the top of my bra. I tried to take the bra off for some relief, but it was too tight. My boobs were still swelling fast, and finally got so big they just snapped the back of my bra. I was so caught up in my change, I forgot about the footsteps coming up the stairs.

“You no supposed to be here!!”

My therapist was now in my bedroom, and he looked like such a hunk! I can’t believe I never noticed how sexy he was!

“You’re probably feeling the effects from the bra I’m placing on you, I know I could see a couple of them...”

He grabbed my boobs, and started squeezing them through my bra. “I really shouldn’t have done this, but when you told me about the TG fetish I didn’t think a better opportunity could come up. This bra has been in my family for hundreds of years, and is known to change a willing man into any woman he wants to be.

Never in the history of my family has anyone found a willing participant, but finally I did! If you didn’t want to change, you wouldn’t have. The bra will change you into any woman you want, with any measurements and personality traits. It will also do that for me, and I’ve already made you not want to change yourself anymore.”

I tried changing myself, but he was right. I no longer wanted to.

“It’s a little slower when I change you, but it all ends in the same place. You feel the mental changes?”

“Mental changes?” I didn’t even know if I repeated that correctly, I no longer knew any English. I could feel my sex drive increasing, and my whole body become a lot more sensitive. My mind started fogging up, and I could tell my therapist was making me his bimbo sex slave. I tried ripping the bra off, but he stopped me, “Whoa whoa!! If you take the bra off, the change becomes permanent!”

As he said this, my mind finished its change. I no longer cared about whatever was going on before, and just wanted Sam to give me a good fucking.

My bra was big enough to fit now, but I didn‘t care anymore. I ripped it off, and jumped my therapist. We passionately made out while his finger explored my folds. I found his large penis with my small hand and grasped at it. It felt so big in my hand!

Sam threw me onto the couch, and moved my panties to the side. He smacked my pussy with his dick a couple of times while I squealed in ecstasy, waiting in erotic trepidation for him to fill me.

He entered me slowly, and paused with just his head inside.

“Please you hurry up and fuck me hard!!”

“If you say so...