Sisterhood of the Bra
Chapter 1
      Angel couldnât wait for her friends to arrive.  It had been several months since she had last seen them, and she wanted to get caught up with their lives.  Also, she wanted the sisterhood to meet again.  The three of them, she and her friends Nikki Tallmea and Brittny Coltrane, made the sisterhood.  The Sisterhood of the Bra.  They had met the summer after her 9th grade year.  All three of them, apparently had the same idea.  They all were using water balloons to stuff their bras.
      At first, they each tried to hide it from the other two.  But, they soon realized how silly that was since they were doing the same thing.  Also, they could help each other hide the fact from other people.  Of course, they didnât do this where they were likely to be seen by people who knew them.  The three girls got to talking and discovered that they would be going to the same school. That made it easier for them to plan their outings.
     The first time together was in a park that was far from their respective houses.  It took a lot of talking to get their parents to take them there.  None of them wanted to tell their parents the real reason why they wanted to be there.  They would rather die than let anybody know they stuffed their bras.  But it had been worth it.  The attention they received was thrilling.  Of course, they didnât let anybody know their names or where they lived.  The only problem they had was emptying out their bras before their parents picked them up. That was the first of several outings.
     Their outings became easier when they were old enough to drive.  Theyâd usually meet someplace, fill their bras, then go to a mall or park and walk around.  Sure, it was the same thing every time.  The only thing that changed, was the size of the bras they wore.  The trio of girls went to great lengths to keep their extra bras hidden from their parents.  They werenât sure how theyâd react, but they didnât think it would be good.
     It was doing sleep overs that the girls experimented.  At first, they only stuffed their bras.  It was easier and faster to remove improvised padding in case on their parents came by that particular girlâs room.  Later, as their parents let them stay home without them, the teens started to use water balloons. It was then that they started using larger and larger bras.  They kept that up until graduation.  They even decided to pad their bras under their gowns to see if anybody would notice the difference.  No one did.
     After graduation, they kept in touch.  Meeting when they could to remember the good times. And, of course, stuff their bras. They also show each other their new bras and stuffing methods.  Today is another such meeting and Angel had something new to show her friends. Something she knew would blow their minds.
     After taking one last look to make sure everything was ready, Angel headed for her bathroom.  Once in there, she quickly took off her blouse and bra.  She picked up a bra she had waiting on the sink. Before putting it on, she took an admiring look.  The bra looked normal except for the cups.  They were ginormous.  Either one could cover her entire head.  The straps were wider and thicker than a standard bra and the back had more hooks and a Velcro strap.  Angel had the bra made by a friend.  She had told her friend that she needed it for a custom.  Her friend just shrugged and made it.
     When she finished admiring her bra, she put it on. The cups sagged comically from her chest.  Her B-cup breasts looked tiny in the cavernous cups.  She grabbed two large balloons and put them in the cups of the bra. The balloons each had a hose attached to them that was attached to a third hose by a splitter valve.  Once she was satisfied with the placement of the balloons, she put on a large shirt.  She turned on the water and adjusted the temperature.  She then shut off the water and hooked the hose to the faucet.  She then looked into the mirror and tuned the water on.
     Angel couldnât help the shiver of delight as she felt the water travel through the hoses to the balloons.  She eagerly watched for first signs of the balloons. The looseness of the shirt and the bra hid the swelling orbs from view.  She could feel the weight building.  She knew it wouldnât be long before their growth would become obvious.
     After a few seconds, Angel could see the bulge of the balloons.  She grinned in excitement.  This is where she really got excited.  She could feel the bra straps start to pull on her shoulders and back.  She watched as the swellings grew bigger and bigger. She didnât know why this excited her. She just knew that it did.  It could have been the sensation of growing weight as her âbreastsâ grew heavier and heavier.  Or it could have been the sight of her shirts struggling to hold âherâ as they grew larger and larger.
     Finally, the balloons filled the bra to capacity. The shirt she was wearing fit her enlarged bust but was loose everywhere else.  It made Angel very happy.  She slowly swiveled her torso from side to side.  Admiring her pronounced figure.  After a moment, she frowned as she noticed bulges start to appear at the top of the bra.  It was only then that she realized that she had forgotten to turn off the water.
     Angel quickly turned the water off.  She carefully turned the valve in the hose off and unhooked it from the faucet.  After studying her reflection, she decided that she liked the look.  She then crimped and clamped the hose.  She did not want any leaks happening. Mindful of the weight she was now carrying, Angel carefully made her way to the living room.  She looked at the clock and decided that she had at least twenty minutes before her friends would arrive.  She sat down to watch some TV.  It wouldnât do to tire herself before they arrived.
     Twenty-five minutes had passed, and Angel was starting to get nervous.  Her friends should have been here five minutes ago.  They shouldnât have gotten lost.  There wasnât that many roads to get long on.  But they could have taken a wrong turn.  She decided to call them to find out where they were.  Just as she reached for her phone, her doorbell rang.
     With a grunt, Angel stood and walked to her door. She couldnât help the smile that formed on her face as she felt her âbreastsâ squish against the door as she looked out the peephole.  Her smile widened as she spied her friends standing outside.  She threw the door open with a squeal.  âYou finally made it,â she cried with joy.
      âAngel!â her friends cried.
      Brittny continued, âYour fault for. . .  What the fuck happened to you?!â  At 5â4â tall, Brittny was two inches shorter than Angel.  She had her long blonde hair pulled back into a loose tail.  Her slim figure was covered in a light grey blouse and blue jeans.  Angel couldnât see her friendâs shoes.
      âYou like them,â Angel asked as she thrust her chest out.  Not that they needed to be thrust out.  There were that large.
      âHow did you get so big,â Brittny demanded as Nikki stared in shock.  Nikki was the shortest of the three, standing only 5â1.â  Wearing a C-cup bra, she had the largest breasts of the trio.  She was wearing a T-shirt and jean shorts.
      âLetâs get your bags inside before I answer your questions,â Angel said. âThese are heavy and Iâm only up to thirty minutes with them.â  Nikki and Brittny turned and walked back to the car.
      âOnly one car,â Angel asked as she followed her friends.
      âYeah,â Nikki answered.  âWe knew we were going to meet at the airport, so why get two cars?â  Angel nodded at that.  The three women gathered the bags and ferried them into the house. It wasnât long before they had all the luggage inside.
      âThere are two other bedrooms besides mine,â Angel said.  âYou two decide who gets which one and Iâll get the food and drinks.  Iâll meet you in the living room.â
      Twenty minutes later, the women met back in the living room.  Angel was sitting on the sofa, slightly sweaty.  On the coffee table was pizza, wings, sandwiches, and a bottle of wine.  Nikki and Brittny looked at her as they walked in.
      âAre you okay,â Brittny asked.
      âYeah,â Angel answered.  She hefted her fake breasts.  âThese are just heavy.  It takes it out of you to walk around with them.â
      âOkay,â Nikki said as she and Brittny sat down.  âAre you going to tell us what you used to get that big?â
      âWater balloons,â Angel grinned.  âReally big ones.  And a huge bra.â  She grabbed a slice of pizza.  âI had a friend make the bra.  I told her it was for a costume.â
      âShe believed it?â
      âYep.  She makes cosplay costumes.  Sheâs used to getting odd clothing requests from her friends.  She was a little surprised to get one from me.  But not enough to question me more about it.â
      âAnd here I was excited to show you my surprise,â Brittny pouted.
      âYou can still show me,â Angel comforted her friend.  âAnd speaking of, why arenât you two fully dressed?  You know we can do that all day here. Thereâs nobody else in the house and my closest neighbors are a few miles away.â
      âOne of the good things about living in the country,â Nikki said after she swallowed a bite of pizza.
      âOne of the bad things is that nobody delivers out here,â Angel said. âI had to pick up the food an hour ago. I kept it warm in the oven.â
      âEverything seems fine to me,â Brittny said as she put some wings on her plate.  âI know I ask you this every time, but are you sure we canât be seen here?â
      âYes, Brittny,â Angel answered.  âPeople would have said something to me ages ago if they knew I did this whenever I could. You know some people just canât let others do their own thing.â
      âHeaven forbid they let people do something they enjoy as long as it doesnât hurt anybody,â Nikki said.  âAnd they call themselves âgood people.ââ
      âBesides that,â Angel said.  âWhatâs new since we last met?â  The three women chatted and shared stories the rest of the night.
