Erwin stared wearily out the shop window, watching people passing by, seemingly enjoying their lives. He observed children with their mothers, shopping for food, toys, and more. But his gaze was fixed on the mothers or their assets, and he couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to have them in his own hands.
As Erwin stood there, his mind wandered, and he found himself lost in a world of daydreams. He envisioned the joy of holding a breast or a piece of that juicy thigh, feeling its weight, and experiencing the simple pleasures of life. But reality quickly snapped him back to the present, and a pang of longing washed over him.
Erwin envied those who could freely fuck their wives without any tension, enjoy a meal without worrying about the cost, and fuck their wives again. His face reflected a mix of yearning and resignation as he continued to gaze out the window, lost in his thoughts.
The sudden "Ding!" of the bell shattered Erwin's daydream, jolting him back to reality. He realized that a customer had entered the shop, interrupting his reverie.
"Welcome, dear customer," Erwin greeted, quickly sitting up from behind the counter. He put on a polite smile and stood ready to assist the visitor, looking forward to play with his customer's big assets.
Erwin's smile bloomed as he looked at the stern face of a middle-aged woman. "Miss, you're here?" Erwin's delight grew as he saw the girl who resembled the middle-aged woman, but with a smile on her face. They shared similar features, with beautiful faces, hazel eyes, wide hips, and ample bosoms.
"Yes, I am," Everly replied, her eyes scanning the shop.
"Mum, do you know him?" Ivy asked, her curious eyes fixed on the cute kid in front of them. The kid was working in a clothing shop, wearing dirty clothes, and looked like he had been working hard. Ivy found it unusual, as his mother usually stitched their clothes at home to save money, given how expensive it was to buy from shops.
"Nah, miss, I just met your mother today," Erwin replied with a friendly smile, continuing the conversation. "Miss, are you here for the thing I informed you about?"
"Yes, but not for me. It's for her," Everly said, glancing at her daughter, who was also looking around the shop.
Erwin's gaze flickered to the daughter's generous breasts, and he couldn't help but comment. "Yes, she definitely needs it."
"Follow me," Erwin said, leading them towards the back room where the owner of the shop usually worked. Erwin had taken the time to familiarize himself with the shop before, and he found the soft bed there too, which was like heaven send gift to him.
Ivy looked puzzled as she asked her mother, "Mom, what are you talking about?"
"You mentioned your shoulders were hurting, and this child here claimed to have something that can take care of it," Everly explained, and followed Erwin.
"Mom, stop. I can just rest and the pain will go away," Ivy insisted, not wanting her mother to spend money on her.
Erwin overheard and smiled. "You don't have to worry about money, miss. It's only 3 silver coins for one pair. And if you buy two, I'll give you a discount of 2 coins," he said, trying to entice Ivy with the offer.
Ivy paused, conflicted for a moment. The idea of finally finding relief for the persistent pain in her shoulders was tempting, but she didn't want to burden her mother with unnecessary expenses. She looked at Everly, who nodded encouragingly, and then turned back to Erwin.
"Alright," Ivy said with a resigned sigh. "We'll take two pairs, one for me and one for her."
"No, I don't need one," Everly interjected, trying to decline the offer.
"If you don't need one, then I don't need it either," Ivy quickly added, echoing her mother's sentiment.
Everly looked at her daughter's determined expression and let out a sigh. "Alright, we'll take two pairs, but can you show us how they work first?"
Erwin smiled and replied, "I'm sorry, miss. But I don't have them ready-made. I need to take some measurements and make them specifically for you. Don't worry, I won't cheat you out of your money. You can pay after you've tried them on."
"Well, what if we don't like them?" Ivy asked, not wanting to commit to a purchase she might regret.
"Then you don't have to buy them," Erwin replied with a cheerful smile.
Erwin took Everly and Ivy to the back room of his shop, which was filled with various types of stitching machines and materials. There was also a bed where customers could sit or lie down comfortably while Erwin took their measurements. The room was well-organized and clean, with shelves neatly stocked with fabrics and tools.
Upon entering the back room, Everly and Ivy looked around curiously, taking in the sight of the stitching machines and materials. Erwin gestured for them to sit on the bed, and he proceeded to take out a measuring tape and other tools.
Erwin explained to Everly and Ivy, "To take accurate measurements for the shoulder supports, I'll need to see your shoulder and chest without any clothing obstructing the area. Are you both comfortable with taking of your dress down a bit?"
As Everly and Ivy looked at Erwin, their expressions a mix of curiosity and anticipation. Everly, with her serious demeanor, wasted no time in loosening her top, revealing her shoulders. Her skin was slightly flushed, a gentle red hue coloring her soft flesh. Her shoulders were smooth and supple, the tension of the bandages released, leaving them with a slight indent, a testament to their previous confinement.
Everly looked at Erwin with a serious expression and didn't hesitate to loosen her top, revealing her shoulders. Ivy hesitated for a moment, glancing at her mother for reassurance. 'huh...she is doing it already...' but eventually nodded in agreement and loosened her top to expose her big breasts as well.
Her skin was fair, and a hint of shyness lingered on her face. She took a deep breath, summoning her courage, and followed Everly's lead, loosening her top as well. The color of her skin matched Everly's, with a slight blush highlighting her shoulders, making them look even more inviting.
'Well, he is just a kid, but still... it feels a little uncomfortable to undress in front of him. How does he even know how to take measurements? Is he really capable of making these shoulder.....he didn't even tell us the thing's name? I hope this is not some kind of scam.'
Soon, Everly and Ivy loosened their tops, but Erwin noticed that they had another layer of clothing underneath, wrapped in woolen bandages. Erwin's frustration grew as he thought to himself, 'Damn it, they should be free from these bandages. They have every right to be comfortable.'
The bandages were wound tightly around their chests, revealing the contours of their bosoms with stark clarity. However, despite the effort to bind them, their breasts still hung low, placing a burden on their shoulders and causing discomfort. Erwin observed them closely and noticed that Ivy's breasts were slightly smaller than Everly's and hung with less weight.
"Let's free them from these bandages," Erwin exclaimed with determination, as he unraveled the woolen wraps covering Everly and Ivy. "Everyone deserves to feel comfortable and unrestricted," he added with a sense of urgency, urging them to be free from any unnecessary constraints.
"Huh? What are you doing? Stop!" Ivy exclaimed, slapping Erwin's hand away from her mother's breasts in shock.
Erwin looked at Ivy with a sense of understanding, realizing he had startled her. "I apologize for the intrusion, but these bandages are likely the main reason why your shoulders are hurting," Erwin explained, his voice gentle but determined. "I'm sure your skin is also feeling rashy under them," he added, trying to assure Ivy that his actions were for the sake of their well-being.
Erwin, undeterred, tried to inject some humor into the situation to win Ivy's trust. "Don't worry, I promise I'm not a bandage bandit," he joked, winking at Ivy. "I just want to make sure you two are comfortable and taken care of."
Ivy arched an eyebrow, her arms still crossed, but a faint smile tugged at the corner of her lips. "Nice try, but you're not getting away that easily," she said, her skepticism still evident in her tone.
Erwin pretended to look disappointed, placing a hand over his heart in mock hurt. "Ouch, my comedic talents are wasted on you," he said, pretending to wipe away a tear. "But in all seriousness, Miss, I promise I'm just here to help."
Everly crossed her arms, still remaining aloof despite Erwin's humor. "Let him do his work, Ivy," she said coolly. "He's just doing what he has to do."
Erwin's smile faltered for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. "Yes, Miss," he said, trying to hide his disappointment. "Just doing my job, as your mom said."
"Well, I suppose you're not the typical bandit," Ivy finally conceded with a small smile. "But I'm still keeping my eye on you, just in case."
Erwin chuckled, relieved that he was making progress. "Fair enough. I'll just have to earn your trust then," he said, his tone light-hearted. "I promise no more bandit jokes, though. Deal?"
Ivy nodded, her smile growing a bit wider. "Deal," she said, feeling a flicker of amusement. "But you better keep your word, Erwin."
"I'm a man of my word," Erwin replied, holding up his hands in mock surrender. "No more bandit jokes, I promise."
Erwin couldn't ignore the sight of the bandages tightly wound around Everly and Ivy, emphasizing their voluptuous curves. However, despite the bandages' efforts, their ample bosoms still strained against the bindings, longing for freedom. Erwin found himself reaching out, drawn to their alluring forms.
'These bandages are struggling to contain such beauty,' Erwin thought as his hand moved towards their bosoms, his intentions clear. 'But fear not, for I am here to liberate them.'
