What do you wish for: ITFguy12

Holding the ticket in their hands, ITFguy12 closes their eyes, and begins to think about appearing before the genie. The number 122 appears on the ticket, and ITFguy12 is instantly teleported in front of a genie.

“Hello ITFguy12! Welcome to the realm of orbs. Today’s your lucky day, as you get to tell me one wish you desire and I’ll make it come true! So what does your heart desire?” With that, the genie waits for you to speak your wish.

"I wish I was a bra for a very curvy young woman" The genie’s face sours. “Another pervert huh…” ITFguy12 shrugged. “Well, as a simple bra there isn't much harm you can do is there? So let’s do it. Stay here while I get to find the right orb.”

The genie flies off to a group of a thousand orbs and starts picking through them. “Now we need a girl who has a favorite bra so that you get used more often.” The genie starts tossing orbs that don’t fit that requirement out of the way.

“I also want a girl with massive breasts, so that every time you’re used you’ll have to work really hard to help her out. An even exchange for being a pervert who’ll always be warped around her breasts.” The genie looked back at ITFguy12 and smiled.

Then she continued to toss orbs out of the way until she found one that worked for her. “Let’s see, favorite bra... Check. Large breasts… definitely check… Curvy and young… Yup.. All seems good.” The genie takes the orb and returns to ITFguy12.

“Here you go, hold onto this and when I send you back, instead of going back to your old life, you’ll wake up fully conscious inside your new owner's bra.” The genie placed the orb in ITFguy12’s hand. “Don’t let go, it could be bad.”

The genie lifted her hand. “Oh and there’s no turning back, you’ll be a bra for the rest of your existence. Have fun with your new life, you pervert.” The genie said while smiling. She snapped her fingers and suddenly everything was very dark.

ITFguy12 couldn’t see and they couldn't move, which made sense if they were a bra in a pile of clothes. What didn’t make sense was the stinky smell coming from them and the clothes on top of them, or the awful taste in their mouth.

“Yawn…” ITFguy12 Heard the voice of a woman, followed by someone sitting up. “Guess I can't spend all day in bed. Now where is my bra?” ITFguy12 heard the woman picking stuff up and moving it.

Then she lifted the clothes on top of ITFguy12 giving them their first few of their new owner. It was a curvy woman with massive breasts and short blue hair. “There you are.” The woman reached down and picked ITFguy12 up.

The woman took a sniff of ITFguy12. “Eww… You definitely have a smell to you… I probably shouldn’t wear you so many days in a row with how much I sweat... That or I should do laundry more often, but I’m not doing it now.”

The woman smiles, grabs ITFguy12 from both sides, and puts her arms through their straps. She then pulled ITFguy12 all the way up to her breasts and filled ITFguy12 tight with her breasts as she hooked the bra on.

“There we go, always a perfect fit Mister Bra, thank you so much for supporting me and my heavy sweaty breasts.” The woman then groped her breasts and ITFguy12. ITFguy12 had never felt so amazing.

Their insides were stuffed, they were being fondled and all together it felt like having an orgasm. If this was what life was going to be like for them from now on, they didn’t care if they were ever washed again and had to smell like this forever, it was worth it.

“Well, I suppose we should finish getting dressed and go about our day.” The woman then walked over to her dresser, pulled out a pink skirt and a black blouse, and headed over to her bed. She slipped the skirt on, then sat on the bed as she put the blouse on.

After that, she looked out the window. “Oh wow, the sun is really out today. I wonder if we’ll have another hundred-degree day?” The woman looked down and grabbed her breasts again. “We’ll be outside all day, think you can handle all that sweat mister bra? I promise to think about washing you afterward. The woman laughed and ITFguy12 went off to live their new life as a sweaty bra.