Back Pain Part 2

Part 1

"Jesus Christ, these things are impossible," Julio said aloud while trying to force his tits into a bra. Julio had given up on his new breasts, there was literally nothing that held them right.  Despite marketers saying that busty women were perfect, the real world did not favor large breasted women, especially when their breasts were the size of his head. 

"Need any help over there?" A woman across from him in the locker room asked. 

"Ugh, sure," Julio sighed. The woman took that as a yes and approached the former man.

"Mind if I?" She motioned towards his bra.

"Knock yourself out."

The woman began fiddling with the bra and his breasts. She grunted fighting against Julio's breasts, but after a few seconds she managed to clasp the bra together and contain his massive chest. Julio caught his reflection in the mirror, his breasts were forced up to his neck and were popping out all over the place.

"Not sure how long that will hold," she said. "My name's Andrea by the way."

"Juli- uhh, Julie," Julio stretched his right hand out. "Thank you for helping me." Andrea shook his hand.

"You know it's not every day I help a girl get a bra on at the gym," Andrea smiled. "Have you ever been properly sized for a bra Julie?"

"No, not ever, but I was hoping that-" the original owner of this body was, Julio wanted to say but he cut himself off before he got to that point. He then considered the fact that she just stole his body, she probably wanted to fuck with him even after throwing him into a life he didn't ask for.

"That what?" Andrea asked.

"Nothing," Julio grabbed his shirt and started putting it on. He felt the bra's clasp begin to shift, he let out a small gasp.

"You know, my schedule is pretty clear this afternoon. If you'd like I can take you to a shop to get fitted, there's a Victoria's Secret not far from here."

"Yeah, that would be great," Julio picked up the purse next to him. After he straightened back up his bra's clasp gave way, and his breasts exploded beneath his shirt. 

Andrea burst into a laughing fit. "I'm so sorry Julie," she said fighting back the rest of her laughter, "it's just that you don't see that every day."

Julio sighed, "Let's go to the store Andrea."

Back Pain

Julio really regretted hitting on that girl at the club. She was unreal, super attractive and had tits larger than his head, he had to say something to her. So her danced across the dance floor and started dancing with her. After he offered to buy her a drink the two started dancing and grind on each other all night. After last call the two were so drunk the girl began guiding his hands around her body, Julio felt her bring his hands to her breasts, he felt his pants grow tight. Success, he'd never gotten to second base just from dancing before.

"Does your bra need a break from holding your tits?" Julio drunkenly slurred. After the words escaped his mouth he realized how stupid that sound.

"Te-he, do you want to hold them for me?" She said. Julio have her chest a tight squeeze.

"Anything for you girl."

"Thanks, they were starting to give me back pain," she squeezed her breasts with Julio. Julio closed his eyes and gave into the sensation, letting the music take control.

He felt her arms retreat from her breasts, leaving them all to him. He kept on dancing. A few seconds passed and he hadn't noticed anything from her, no talking or dancing. He opened his eyes to see if she was okay, except for she was no longer there, but the sensation of her breasts was. In fact everything around him seemed taller. He looked down to see who's breasts he was feeling, only to see two feminine hands groping two breasts on his chest! He gasped and dashed into the nearest restroom, was he drugged? In the reflection of the men's restroom mirror, was the same unbelievable busty woman he had been dancing with. "Are you okay miss?" A guy asked him. Julio couldn't speak, he felt his chest get heavier and heavier. The next thing he knew he was having a panic attack on the men's restroom floor.

That was two weeks ago. The breasts that belong to that woman were no longer sexy to him, now they were a burden he had to carry with him everywhere he went. He lifted his breasts up to relieve his back of some of the pain they were causing and walked to the shower.

The Market Part 1

"James Heinrich?" James heard a woman's voice behind him. He turned around and his jaw dropped.

"My god," James said. "She's even more beautiful than I thought."

"We're honest business men," she said, "the last thing we want is to disappoint our customers. Now follow me so we can close this deal."

James followed the woman to a more secluded section of the market. She sat down and retrieved a stack of papers and a clipboard from her bag.

"You at Tramma-, Tramo..."

"Tramoggia Corpo," she correct him.

 That's right. You guys at Tramoggia Corpo really love your paperwork," James said.

"The best ran companies need a well written contracts and a good record system," she handed the clipboard to James. "Now I'm sure you were briefed online about this, but in gist I need you to sign and initial where asked. If short we need you to officially sign off that you are taking full ownership of this body and life, and that we will not be held liable for any issues that happen to you after this transaction. Also, as soon as the transaction is finished we will have full ownership of your body and all the assets that come with it. Do you understand?"

"Is all of this really necessary, it's not like this is particularly... legal," he whispered legal under his breath.

"All great companies have things in common, we like to think of ourselves as existing outside of the normal market."

James flipped through the paperwork, signing and initialing where needed. Once he got to the final page he sighed and look up.

"Having second thoughts?" She asked.

James sighed. "You know, I spent nearly fifty years of my life wishing I had a body like that. I never felt right in this body, but I spent 48 years of this life as a male. I can't believe it's going to change at the signing of my signature."

"Does your family approve of your purchase?"

"No family," James said. "Twice divorced, no kids, my parents even passed away last year. It's just me now."

The woman gave James a moment to reflect. This wasn't uncommon for people who bought a new body and life, so she gave him a second.

"But holy shit, after seeing the body in person I cannot wait," James signed the final line in the contract.

Instantly upon signing he saw his old middle aged body beside him. "Holy fuck!" He let out a high pitch sequel. "It worked!"