A week later, Melanie was practically running down the hall to Charlie and Violet's apartment. She had left work early, having received the call from Violet the night before to tell her that her custom bra was ready, and could barely contain her excitement. It was almost 7:30am as she rang the doorbell, bouncing on her toes.
Violet opened the door, already dressed in a loose four-sleeved t-shirt, and quickly stepped forward to give Mel a quick hug. "Hi! Come on in," she said, leading Mel inside the darkened apartment and closing the door. All the curtains were drawn again and Mel took off her glasses as soon as she was inside.
"How are you?" Mel asked, before she caught sight of the white fabric on the table, waiting for her. She put her bag down and looked at Violet happily. She had never been so excited about a piece of clothing in her entire life. "Is that it?"
Violet smiled. "Yes, here." She held it up where the shoulder straps split into two, the four cups hanging in a row. "Arms through here, everything is just like normal. I was working on this while Charlie was at work, so she still doesn't know. Do you want to try it on?"
"Oh my goodness, yes!" said Mel, already unbuttoning her shirt. Violet glanced at the bedroom door and was going to give Mel some privacy, but Mel had already slipped off her padded bra, and was pulling her new white garment on. It took a bit of arranging, but each breast was now supported its own cup, and Mel reveled in the sensation of coverage and comfort, exactly what she'd hoped for.
"The straps are a bit loose, but I could fix that easily," Violet mused. "How does it feel?"
'Absolutely heavenly!" said Mel, an enormous smile on her face. Looking down, she saw more breast skin than she was used to, but at least her three cleavages were not uncomfortably tight. It was almost like wearing nothing, but still feeling supported. It was incredible.
"Well," said Violet with a grin, reaching down to the chair next to her, "I could fix the straps on these ones before you take them home, if you want..." she held up two more bras, one skin-tone and one black.
Mel's mouth dropped open. "What!? When did you..."
"I figured you could use more than one. I thought my pattern should work, and once I was cutting and sewing one, it was easy to make it a production line and do more. If it didn't fit, though, I'd just remake these."
"Oh goodness, thank you! I love them, with the straps just the way they are. They're amazing!" said Mel, overcome with joy.
Finally an actual modeled pic of Melanie Campbell. The excerpt is from love4arms
wonderful short story "Coverage and Comfort" fav.me/dbl34tp