Cindy the Bra

Kim pointed the wand at Cindy again. "Oh, no, you don't, you little bitch," said Cindy. "You're not transforming *me* again until I've had my revenge on you." "And that's why I can't let you have it," said Kim. "You're too angry to use it responsibly. It would be fine if what you would do to me was proportionate to what I did to you, but I'm thinking that you woudn't be in any condition to show restraint. So until I feel that you will, I'm going to have to stop you. I'm genuinely sorry that I turned you into a pair of panties, so I won't turn you into one again. So I'll turn you into..." She paused, then pointed the wand again and said, "The perfect bra; the most comfortable, best fitting and supportive bra that could possibly exist." Suddenly Cindy was surrounded by a glowing aura. She disappeared and a bra fell to the ground with a muffled thud. Kim picked the Cindy-bra up and said, "I think that you can hear me. If you can, I'm genuinely sorry for both this and the panties, but I can't let you abuse the wand, especially to genuinely hurt somebody. I'll change you back as soon as I think that you've learned your lesson." Kim stripped, pulled off her old bra and put the Cindy-bra on. Kim had the misfortune of being a petite woman with larger dd-cup breasts. True to her wish, Cindy was perfect: she was so comfortable and well designed that Kim couldn't tell she was wearing a bra at all. In fact, she could barely tell that she even had *boobs*. Cindy was being 'supportive' in a way that she couldn't have done as a person. Kim got dressed again and wondered what else she would do with the wand that day.