"Well the good news is you don't have to!" Jon shrugged his shoulders up, pressing his breasts into a deep cleavage and winked at Karyn, a mischievous smile on his face. Karyn stood there for a moment, stunned by his sexy display. "However, I don't want everyone else looking at them... so I guess it's time to learn how to put on a bra."
Karyn snapped out of it and reached over to Jon's newly wished-up stack of clothing. "Here... let me help you. It can be a little tricky at first."
The bra that Jon wished up was a dark blue, everyday t-shirt bra. Karyn pulled it off the pile and examined it for a moment, checking the size. "Wow, Jon... you got busty. Looks like you wear a 38D bra!" She handed him the bra.
Jon blushed furiously. "Geez... of course. I suppose if this rock had to give me boobs, they just had to be some big ones, huh?" He held the bra up loosely to his chest, trying to imagine wearing the strange thing as Karyn circled behind him.
"That's ok." She gently pecked his cheek. "I love 'em." Jon blushed again as she grabbed the hook ends of the bra. "A-at least people won't think me having boobs or wearing a bra is anything out of the ordinary..." he mused.
"That's right Jon! This is our new normal. Best to just get used to it, y'know? Anyway, so first you need to get your arms through the straps."
Jon slipped his arms through the straps of the bra, taking mental notes of the process. "Okay, arms through the straps first. Got it. What's next?"
"Now you've got to reach back here and take these," She placed the band's hook ends in each of his hands. "and hook them together. This is the tricky part."
It took Jon a few tries, but eventually he got the band hooked together. "Alright! I think I've got the hang of this!"
"Not bad, Jon-boy! Not bad at all!" She looked up and down his chest appreciatively. "One last thing..." She reached a hand inside one of his bra cups and gently repositioned his breast to be sitting fully in the cups.
"A-ah! Karyn, that's super sensitive!" Jon recoiled, his hands guarding his breasts.
"Oh are they now...?" Karyn winked and shot him a devious smile. "Sorry, I'm just playing. But seriously, you need to make sure your boobs are sitting properly in the bra. Try it on the other one."
Jon did as she instructed, feeling an immediate wave of relief on his shoulders. "Wow, this thing really works... I feel like a weight has been lifted from my chest... literally!"
"And that's exactly why you need a bra! Trust me, with how big your girls are, you won't want to go a day without one."
"No kidding... well... what do you think?" Jon gestured to himself, standing in nothing but his bra and panties. Karyn felt her penis stir as she looked him up and down.
"I think... my boyfriend looks fucking sexy in his bra and panties." She strode over to him again and palmed his breasts with her hands and squeezed gently.
"Mmn... K-karyn, as much as I'd love to again... we should really finish getting dressed."
"Rrgh, you're right..." She released the grip on his boobs and turned to her clothes. Her new jeans resembled her old pair, but the new pair were much more accomodating of her new equipment. She adjusted her penis as she put them on. "Oh man that feels so much better... whew."
"Ready to go?" Jon asked, having put on his new shirt and some jeans. His breasts still pushed out proudly from his chest, but this time were not fighting his shirt, which now even sported a deeper V neck, showing just a hint of his cleavage.
Again Karyn took a moment to respond, distracted by his boobs. "Welp, it didn't help. Your boobs are still super distracting."
Jon chuckled. "You'll get used to it."
"Oh boy..." Karyn said under her breath, hurrying past Jon. He followed her out the door as they headed towards Karyn's.
