Corsets #AtoZChallenge

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As mentioned in my Theme Reveal, my character Isola is taking over! She’s going to share with you some of her crazy stories, mostly centered around working in a Sex Toy Shop. Take it away, Isola!

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Ah, Corsets. They are some of my favorite and yet most hated clothing items. We sell them, in various shapes and sizes and colors. Most of them are made with steel bars now, so there are no animal bones to deal with. It’s much more humane, but they honestly aren’t as nice.

Corsets do a great job of narrowing the waist, but they can make it hard to breathe. And any woman who knows anything about corsets knows that they can make a woman with a small chest look like she has a big chest. One such small chested woman came in one day.

“Hello,” I said, greeting her as she walked in the door.

“Hello,” she said with a slight blush. It was obvious she was someone who had never been in a sex toy shop before.

“How can I help you?” I asked.

“Well, I need to get a corset,” she said.

“Okay, do you have any preferences in size or color?” I asked.

“I need it to be black or purple, and I need it to help me look like I have a big chest.”

I chuckled, “Well, any corset we have is going to make you look like you have a big chest if it’s laced right.”

“How do I know if it’s laced right?” she asked.

“I can show you how, or I can show someone else if you have someone interested in learning.”

“Thank you,” she said, but she didn’t indicate which one she preferred. I guided her back to the corset section and let her pick the color she wanted. I measured her waist and her bust and helped her choose the right size. And then I strapped her into it. It was one that once it was set, she might be able to get it back on just by unclipping the front and reclipping it, at least for a while.

I tightened it until just before it would stop her from breathing. She took a look in the full-length mirror and was surprised at what she saw.

“Look at me!” she said.

“I am,” I said with a smile. “You were beautiful before, you know,” I said. She shrugged. “There are impossible standards of beauty for women. You should accept your body for the way it is. It’s beautiful.”

“But with this corset, I have breasts!” she exclaimed.

“They are certainly accentuated,” I said.

“I’ll get him for sure with this outfit,” she said, but it was clear that she wasn’t talking to me.

I checked out her purchase a few minutes later, and I didn’t see or hear from her for another six months. Then one day she came into the shop and handed me an envelope.

“What’s this?” I asked when she handed it to me.

“Open it,” she said.

I did, and it was a wedding announcement. “Remember the day you helped me buy a corset?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said.

“I went to the Renaissance Faire afterward with some friends. I was trying to date one of them, but he never noticed me. But thanks to that corset, he noticed, and now we’re getting married!”

“Congratulations!” I said. I wasn’t sure if I was expected to attend the wedding.

“Thank you,” she said with a smile. She showed me the ring. It was small but beautiful, and it was just perfect for her tiny hands.

“I hope that you’ll come to the wedding,” she said in her tiny voice. “We never would have gotten together if it hadn’t been for you and your great advice.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“It wasn’t just the corset that I wore. He said that it was confidence I had that made him notice me. He had never seen me so confident before. What you said about being comfortable in my own body and accepting my own beauty, that’s what made all the difference in my life. Thank you so much for helping me.”

She threw herself into my arms, and I hugged her without being conscious of what I was doing.

A few weeks later, the invitation to the wedding arrived. I sent a gift, but I didn’t attend.

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Thanks for reading my blog! Come back to read more of Isola’s stories throughout the month of April, and check out other A to Z Blogs here!

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