Angel's story 6

     "You...cooked breakfast master?" She asked a little worried if this was some sort of test. Adam smiled and nodded. "I got a craving for pancakes and what not. You were in the shower so I decided to cook us something." Angel moved and sat down while still in her towel. "Oh, you're going to wear that for breakfast?" Adam asked. Angel looked down at the towel and than back up at him. "Erm...no?" She said as she stood up. "I'll be right back." Walking I to Adam's room she went to her drawer and opened it.
     "Can't wear my towel at the table." Angel grumbled, a bit upset. "Don't understand why." Sighing she picked out a bra and a pair of panties. Slipping on the panties she than began putting on the bra. It didn't feel like the bra she had been wearing g the day before. Looking in the mirror she saw why. It was an extreme push up bra. It not only pushed her tits up, but together as well. It made her look like she nearly had d cups. A mischevious grin grew on her face. "I could have Fun with this." She decided she was going to...push some limits for eating. Walking back out into the kitchen she sat down at the table.