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The bard looked at her blankly. "I don't have any sisters. But what did
you mean by 'support'?"
Great, Sarah thought grumpily. Either Amergin is a total innocent when it comes to women's clothing, or this reality hasn't invented the bra yet. Surely the concept is simple enough? Why couldn't the magic that transformed me have been more thorough, and transformed my clothes too, so that they all fit. "Never mind," she told the bard, having decided that explaining would be more trouble than it was worth. "I'm just going to go behind that tree for a moment. I need to... um... adjust my clothing." Once out of Amergin's sight, Sarah removed the top of her elf costume and then took off her too tight bra. To her surprise, her breasts - though a couple of cup sizes larger than before - showed almost no sign of sag. She really had been perfected, it seemed. Were all elves physically perfect specimens? She discarded the no longer required bra. She felt a little guilty about leaving litter, but she didn't want to carry the thing around with her.
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