Dress Code Part 8 - The Meeting

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"...And that is how the Zero-G will revolutionize the bra industry," Kelvin finished his pitch on the usual line. It had become second nature to run through his pitch, except this time was different. he was sitting across from one of the most influential women in the market. He had stumbled across his words multiple times during the pitch because she gave off such a powerful air.

"Your product sounds... interesting," Zoe Jacobi said. "I understand you sentiment with bras, the bands can be very pestering at times, but I make due with it."

"Oh thank god you understand," Kelvin said.

"Of course I would," Zoe said, "I am a woman after all."

"You don't understand how many men I've pitched this too, I thought they would understand. But then again...." I wouldn't have if I was still a man, Kelvin wanted to say.

"Then again what?"

"Nothing."

"Are you wearing one of these Zero-G bras right now?" Zoe asked.

"Yes," Kelvin said, "they're all I wear now, unless I'm running, I'm still working on a sports bra replacement."

"Can I see?"

"You want me to take off my shirt?"

"That's what I asked, yes," she kicked her legs back on her desk. "Go on, take it off."

Kelvin unbuttoned his top and removed his shirt and jacket. He stood there wearing the strapless bra, he felt very cold. This was the first time anybody asked to see the product on him.

"Hmm," Zoe placed her index finger on her chin. "It's nice. Now spin around for me."

Kelvin did as she asked. "You are a very beautiful woman," Zoe said.

"Thanks, but I'm not here to land a date," Kelvin said.

"I'll consider it," Zoe said. "Do you have a pair I can keep?"

"Yes, what size are you?"

"32D," she said.

"Actually I don't need the number," Kelvin produced a Zero-G bra from his bag. "That's a huge advantage from the manufacturing side of this product, no band no number, so you don't need to make so many different kinds."

"Smart," she said. "You can put your shirt back on now if you'd like."

Kelvin retrieved his shirt from the back of his chair and began buttoning it.

"I'll have my people get with you once I review your product," Zoe said inspecting the strapless bra in her hands. "Have a good day Miss Ellis."

"You too Miss Jacobi," Kelvin picked up his bag and extended his arm. She took and it and lazily shook it. "I guarantee you'll be sold the moment you put it on."

Dress Code Part 7 - Doing Business

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Kelvin scrolled through his calendar, he had six meetings to go today. Six! There's no way he was able to do six different pitches in one day and stay sane. He had switched from revealing clothing to pants suits ever since the 'first pitch incident.' He never told Maddie about the creepy investor, all he told her was that he said no and that it was time to restrategize.

He had a few minutes before his first meeting of the day, so he gave Maddie a call. "Hey, have you heard anything back from Jacobi yet?"

"No, not yet," Maddie said. "Look we gotta stick to the smaller investors first, going after a company as big as Jacobi is pointless, we're a gnat compared to them."

"I know I know, it's just that if we get them on our side we're set for life. Did you find Zoe's assistant's number like I asked?"

"Yeah actually."

"Great, send it to me!" With that Kelvin hung up. He was going to get Jacobi on his side, even if it meant pestering the heiress' personal assistant.

Dress Code Part 6 - First Pitch

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"...and that's why the Zero-G will revolutionize the bra industry," Kelvin said to the older man across from him, he made sure to maintain eye contact.

"I don't understand," he said, "what's wrong with bras today?"

Kelvin sighed, he literally just explained to the investor what was wrong with bras today.

"Look," Kelvin asked reaching into his bad. "What bra size is your wife?"

"I don't have one," he said. "I'm divorced."

"Fine, do you have a daughter?"

"Three sons."

"I'm sorry for waiting your time," Kelvin grabbed his bag and stood up. "I'll pay for your drinks."

"Hold on miss," the investor grabbed Kelvin by the wrist. "Perhaps I'd still be interested if..."

Kelvin felt his gaze shift to his cleavage. "If?"

"If you'd like to come back to my place," his grasp tightened.

"Ew, no," Kelvin pulled back. The man refused to let go.

"Don't play hard to get with me dear, a woman with your body shouldn't be working as hard as you are. I can make you richer than your wildest dreams. I know you want me, no woman dresses like that if she didn't want something."

"Let got of me," Kelvin yelled. Everybody's head in the restaurant turned towards the two. The man let go. "I wore this because I wanted you to invest into my company, I thought it would be more convincing. Apparently all it did was turn you into a fucking pig. No wonder your wife left you, you're fucking psycho." With that Kelvin made a b-line towards the exit. Next pitch he'd have to screen the investors and dress more modestly.

Dress Code Part 5 - Supply & Demand

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"Ass attack!" Kelvin grabbed his former ass. Maddie jumped.

"Jesus Christ Kelvin, you nearly gave me a heart attack," she gasped.

"Luckily for you I did a lot of cardio, so no need to worry. And damn did that cardio give me a fantastic ass, I almost miss it. How's the next batch coming along?"

"Terrific," Maddie leaned against the work bench. "But I didn't expect it to be this much work, between the two of us we can barely keep up with the demand."

"Yeah, that's something I wanted to talk to you about," Kelvin said. "We just got an order for fifty more today."

"Fifty more? That's going to take weeks for us to produce."

"I know I know," Kelvin said. "It's time we look for investors and manufacturers, the Zero-G is outgrowing our small garage operation. I already emailed a few today, I'm waiting to hear back. Here, why don't I take over for you?"

"You sure?" Maddie asked.

"Yes, you deserve it, you've been working hard all day."

"Thanks Kelvin," she said. "I hope those people get back with us soon."

"Me too Maddie, me too," and Kelvin got to work.

What the fuck?

"What the fuck?" Tom squealed, his voice was much higher than it was the night before. "Why the fuck do I have tits on my chest? Why the fuck is my voice so high?"

"Mhhmmm, honey can you turn the TV down? I'm trying to sleep," a deep voice next to him said.

Tom rolled over and saw a shirtless man next to him in bed. "Who the fuck are you?"

The man opened his eyes, his expression changed from calm and relaxed to shock and terror. "Who the fuck are you?" He echoed back.

"Ahhhh!!!!" They both screamed simultaneously and jumped out of the bed.

Tom didn't recognize the room at all, it wasn't the one he fell asleep in. "Where the fuck am I?" The man said.

"I was about to say the same thing. Just what the hell is happening here?"

After a few minutes of screaming back and forth at one another in confusion the two managed to calm down. Tom learned that the man in his bed was actually his wife Ellen, but the two were still trying to figure out who they were exactly.

"Oh my god," Ellen said looking into the mirror, "I know who we are!"

"Who?"

"You know the old house the Henderson's used to live in down the road before they sold it? Well two young newly weds moved in just last week. We're them!"

"Holy shit, I love you honey!" Tom said kissing his wife in the lips, the roughness of her new beard was odd. "But now what the hell do we do?"