Tom sat quietly in Tanya's gym locker for about 5 minutes since he last communicated to Jon. The boredom that goes with being an inanimate object had set in and he was valiantly trying to combat it by mentally humming tv theme songs (but without Jon hearing the tunes in his head, afterall, Jon had to finish the difficult experiment without a lab partner.)
Suddenly, Tom heard a conversation outside of the locker door. He didn't know why, the girl's gym class wasn't scheduled to start for another 55 minutes. The voices grew louder and the clinking sound of metal could be heard as someone started to turn the combination lock.
"Are you sure that Tanya won't mind," asked one voice.
"Yeah, I asked her this morning and she said that it was okay. She has another one in her car for emergencies anyway. She's really understanding since her house once caught on fire too. Besides, we're used to sharing stuff like this. I mean, I know her locker combination from memory for crying out loud," replied the other.
"Everybody's been pretty nice to you once they heard about all of your clothes being burned to a crisp. Lindsey loaned you a pair of her shoes, Jamie gave you two t-shirts and a few skirts, Amy's going to give you whatever she can part with in her closet and now Tanya has given you her...."
Tom was suddenly blinded by light as the locker door was flung open. His eyes (or whatever he saw with now) adjusted to the bright lights as the figures of two teenage girls came into focus. The one on the left was Julie Stevens, a cute Sophmore girl with long blonde hair and a well proportioned body that was a member of the student council and other organizations. The one on the right was Jessica Verner, Julie's best friend and confidant that looked a little disheveled for some reason. Her brunette hair was made up into a plain looking pony tail, she had no make-up on and her clothes looked mismatched. The slightly wrinkled white, t-shirt that she was wearing was tight and her nipples were clearly seen through the light material. Tom felt a little aroused at the sight of Jessica's "meat thermometers" popping up through the shirt fabric as well as the brownish tint around them being evident until he realized what was coming up for him.
"...sports bra." Jessica reached in and picked up Tom. She took both of Tom's straps and laid him against her t-shirt covered breast. She triumphantly exclaimed "Perfect", slammed the locker door and threw Tom on to a nearby bench.
"Oh shit, this isn't supposed to happen. I'm a bra, not a text book, I'm not meant to be shared," thought Tom.
"Thank God that she did. I think that she is the only girl in school with the same cup size as me. If any guy sees my chest like this I'll never hear the end of it," said Jessica. She took her shirt off, making her large breasts flop out, and threw it on the bench right next to Tom. Tom looked up at the two massive mammaries that were in desperate need of support.
"Gee, I think that 'Nipples' would be a great nick name for you," said Julie with a smirk on her face, "That's what Amy's called behind her back since the infamous waterhose and white blouse incident."
Jessica snickered at her friend, then reached down and picked up Tom. She quickly placed her breasts snugly into Tom's cups and ran his straps behind her back where Julie clicked them shut. Tom felt what used to be his hands click together as Jessica adjusted him around until he fit her perfectly.
Needless to say Tom felt very strange. He was being stretched across two giggly globes of warm flesh. Jessica's body movement caused a "jello effect" that bobbled Tom around. Jessica's body heat warmed the fabric that composed Tom and the steady beat of her heart slightly pulsed through him. The overall effect on Tom was very a soothing sensation that went through his body, it was one hundred times better than sitting in a bean bag or laying in a warm bed that contoured to the body.
Jessica put up her arms and slid the t-shirt back over her body, confident that she would no longer be giving guys glimpes of her nipples.
"So when do you plan on giving Tanya her bra back?"
"Whenever my parents get the insurance money for the house. That will be in about a week. So until then this is my one and only means of support," replied Jessica as she led Julie out of the locker room.
"Your going to wear a sports bra for an entire week?"
"Yeah, but I'm not complaining. I'm just glad to be alive, besides, this bra is pretty comfortable. I wonder where she got it from," Jessica bent backwards and forwards to test out the flexibility of the bra, "It's nice and snug, but not restricing. I might just buy Tanya a new one and give it to her in place of this one."
Julie called Jessica a bra thief and the two giggled as they made their way to class.
Meanwhile, Tom started to panic despite the euphoria he was experiencing.
"Shit, I'm on the wrong pair of tits," thought Tom as he took into account that he could only change back after he was worn by Tanya during next periods gym class. Those conditions of the wish were not being met, "Jon's wish can't be completed if I'm strapped to Jessica's chest. JON! JON! I'm in a bit of a situation here! Please help!"
