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“Please, dear, we should go see the bra now. No time to wait any longer. We’ll let you dress again when it’s over. If you will, come with me now.” Erica opened an interior door to the main hanger and waved Jenna through. Jenna, curious to Erica’s behavior, played along and kept the lab coat closed around her front. She stepped through and saw two technicians busying themselves at the massive white garment which took up most of the space inside.
Jenna couldn’t believe her eyes! The massive cups billowed out toward her, impressing the newcomer. Lengthy shoulder straps ran up to the rafters and back to the rear clasp, hung by towlines to give the bra its true shape for photography. Two technicians worked feverishly to complete it on time, barely taking time to wave at Jenna’s approach.
“Go up and touch it, Jenna, we’ll take your picture,” gestured Erica, visibly nervous now, checking her watch. The pounding became much louder now, as two windows busted from the violent vibrations.
“Shouldn’t somebody call the construction company and complain?” Jenna asked as she stepped into the camera’s view, between the twin bulging cups.
“We’re on it, dear,” Erica answered, focusing the camera and snapping away as Jenna reached up to the seam of the right cup. She raised her right foot off the ground to reach the top of the bra and turned back to Erica to smile. Getting the shot, Erica lowered the camera and nodded to a third technician to hit the roof button.
Upon doing so, the sections of the sliding roof groaned and lurched back, opening the top of the building. At first sunlight poured in, but quickly a shadow loomed overhead, blocking out the sunny day. Jenna looked up and instead of seeing a large dark cloud; she saw something she never witnessed before. Above the rafters and sliding panels of the ceiling, was an enormous dark haired woman looking down at her.
Jenna wondered if this wasn’t some Hollywood special effects trick, but the woman of massive size was actually real. Her body was naked except for a silken pair of thong panties. She was dripping wet, as if she literally climbed out of Puget Sound. Water fell from her soaked hair and splashed inside the hangar, getting Jenna’s high heels wet.
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