The Very Padded Bra Factory

Author unknown, would appreciate any leads.

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I am a reporter for a provincial newspaper. One day the editor pointed out
to me an advertisement in the employment section of the paper.
It read : 'Calling all flat chested girls. Work for the VPB
company. Apply etc.' He wanted me to go to the factory and find out
what this VPB business was and why it was looking for flat chested employees.

On arriving at the factory, I made discreet enquiries and found out that
it made very padded bras. Making my way to the reception desk, I asked
the girl there if I could see someone who could help me with my article.
She looked anything but flat chested, and indeed all the other employees
that I could see seemed equally well endowed; so why the advert for
flat chested girls?

However, I got a hint when she made an appointment to see the
managing director in her office on the second floor. I squeezed into
the elevator in the company of six well endowed employees, whose twelve
boobs pressed into my back and sides. Right away I felt the lovely
springy rubbery sensation of false boobs; they were all wearing very
padded bras!

When I came to the MD's office door, I learned from the notice that she
was called Ms V. Flatt. Her secretary, whose bust filled her blouse,
took me in to see Ms Flatt. That lady was wearing a thin white sweater
through which I could see a massive white bra, with very big firm
cups.

In answer to my initial enquiries, she told me that the company had been
set up to provide very big padded bras for very flat chested ladies.
They insisted that all their employees be absolutely flat chested, but
also that they must always wear the company's products; these were
provided free to them. She said that the ordinary operatives got C cup
bras, the supervisors got D cups, the managers got E cups, while the
managing director, herself, got F cups.

To prove her point, she pulled off her sweater, and then without
embarrassment unhooked her massive bra. I could see that her own chest
was absolutely flat, then turned my attention to the bra. The inner
part of the cup each cup had about two inches thickness of foam
plastic, then inside that were silicone filled enhancers to give the
cups weight and bounce. The whole was covered with stretch
white material so that the inside of each cup was flat.

As I was admiring this amazing structure, she told me that she was
expecting a visit shortly from the company's founder and president, a
German lady called Ivgot Falstitz, and that I could see her if I waited.
Of course I had to return her bra for her to put on. A few seconds later
Ms Falstitz was let in. She was wearing a tight white blouse, through
which I could glimpse her, no doubt, false boobs. Of course as president
she had got a specially built bra, whose cups were at least Gs, if not
Hs. Noticing my astonished gaze, she said, 'Yes, they're false. Ms Flatt
and I have business to discuss, so I'll get someone to show you
round the factory; would you like that?' You bet I would.

Another well endowed employee showed me round. In the sewing room they
were  putting the bras together: first the outer structure, then the
foam padding, then the silicone inserts; finally the trimmings. The
factory had a gym where I saw the girls exercising with their tops
straining over their well padded bras. In the swimming pool, there
were girls who had been supplied with the company's very padded
swimsuits. A peek into the dressing room revealed twenty very padded
bras of different sizes hanging from the hooks.

After the tour it was time to take my leave, and as a parting gift I got
a couple of free VPB D cup bras for my girlfriend, Flatbra. When next I
saw her she was delighted to get someting to enhance her totally flat
chest. She took off her top and put on one of the bras. It fitted
perfectly, and her flat chest was now a beautiful pair of firm D cups.
As she came into her arms I anticipated the delicious feel of her
false boobs....

Then I woke up!



The VPB Factory Strike

The VPB factory's products had been very successful, with huge sales,
that brought in big profits for the shareholders. Naturally the workers
took note of that and wanted a share in the prosperity. Their demands
included a 20% pay increase and an increase of two cup sizes in the
free bras that they got to advertise their products.  There were also
rumours that the company had hired operatives who could fill AA cups or
even A cups, contrary to the a agreed policy that only those who could
not fill an AA cup would be hired.

So in due course the workers' representatives met the board to discuss
their demands.  At first the board (managing director Vera Flatt,
president Ivgot Falstitz, and her sister Feelmi) were not inclined to
listen.  They also sided with the supervisors and managers who
complained that the workers would have bigger false boobs than they
did, unless they too got an increase in bra size. So the workers'
demands were rejected.

Immediately there was a strike as the workers took to the streets with
banners reading 'More money, more mammary', '20% more, 2 sizes more',
'Bigger pay, bigger boobs', 'We'll stick out for more sticking out',
and so on. The strike was total, and for weeks on end there was no
action in the factory. Profits of course plummeted and the board got
worried. Eventually another meeting with the workers was held.

Eventually a compromise deal was hammered out. The workers got an
immediate 10% pay increase, and their cup size wsas increased to D. To
keep the supervisors and managers pay was increased too, as were their
cup sizes: the supervisors now got Es and the managers Fs. Only
totally flat operatives would be employed from now on. The board too
felt that they should not be left out, and awarded themselves a cup
size increase: the managing director and Feelmi Falstitz were now Gs,
while the president now had magnificent Js. So everyone all round was
happy.



The Challenge

The VPB company now made padded bras up to J cups. The challenge was
now on to see if it was possible to produce a K cup VPB. The designers
and tecnicians set to work and in due course a magnificent K cup bra was
produced. The media, who had taken a lot of interest in the strike, now
gave a lot of publicity to this massive new bra, and early sales figures
were impressive.

All this publicity attracted the attention of the VPB company's
rivals, Airboobs, who had a factory a few miles away. They manufactured
inflatable bras, some of them in plus sizes. These did not have small A
or B cup pads, inflated by a small pump worked by the fingers, but
massive balloons, which had to be inflated with a foot pump, just like
motor tyres. These were enclosed in industrial strength cups, to
minimise the risk of punctures. Airboobs now also produced a K cup, so
there was a lot of rivalry between the two companies and their employees.

The main point of contention was whether the rival bras could stand up
to rough usage, and the two sets of employees challenged each other to
a contest as to which had the better bras. Each side was to put
forward a representative to test each others' bras to destruction. The
contest was to take place at a club near the two factories.

On the night, the VPB girl Titless Annie, stripped to the waist, and put
the K cup, with its inch wide shoulder straps and six back catches, on
her totally flat chest. Her opponent, Boobless Betty, put on her
Airboobs bra, which looked just as impressive. The two girls hurled
themselves at each other, but could not grapple, since they were stopped
by the massive K cup false boobs between tehm. So they fell to tearing
at each others cups with their hands. Betty managed to tear the VPB a
bit, and some pieces of foam came flying, but no real harm was done.
Annie, who had sharpened her nails especially for the occasion, got a
good grip on the Airboobs bra, and eventually her nails penetrated even
its stout covering. There was a hiss of Air as Betty deflated. At the
same time the bra's hooks gave way, and Annie whirled it in triumph over
her head. VPB for ever! They even produced an L cup to celebrate
their victory!



The Initiation

Tracy had come to live in Falsiville, where the VPB factory was situated.
She worked for a government agency and had been transferred to its
Falsiville office. At first she knew nothing about the VPB factory, and
was surprised that all the girls in the town seemed to have D cup boobs
or larger. She herself was as flat as a board, but wore an unpadded bra,
with its cups folded over flat, just to feel normal. She had tried
padding but it never seemed to work for her, and had given up on it.

However, in time she came to hear about the VPB factory. She made
enquiries about pay and conditions there, and found out that the factory
paid a lot better than the state did. So she went along and had an
interview with Vera Flatt. The latter could see right away that Tracy
was genuinely and totally flat, and would be a good advert for VPB. For
her part Tracy was very impressed by the boss's magnificent and totally
false bustline. So there were no problems about Tracy getting a job.

For the first week in the factory, she learned the ropes in the
various departments, but she still did not get her allowance of bras.
Then towards the end of the first week, she was grabbed and blindfolded
and marched into what turned out to be a part of the canteen. There her
top was pulled off, and after that her empty bra. There were some
remarks like. 'Wears a B cup bra, when she can't even fill a triple A',
but soon someone called for silence.

Tracy was ased to swear that she would always wear VPB products, and
have nothing to do with Airboobs ones. That she swore to do. She
was congratulated, and she felt a new bra being fitted to her flat
chest. The blindfold was removed and she could see her magnificent
new D cup bosom. The other wortkers had also removed their tops, and
she could see dozens of massive mammaries, all completely false. Even
Ivgot Falstitz was there showing off her mighty K cups. Tracy realised
that by working hard she could gain promotion to more money and bigger
boobs; which was something to look forward two. For the moment, however,
she was carrying all before her!



The Big Bang

One summer a very oppressive heatwave hit Falsiville. One day one of
the VPB operatives was standing outside the factory in the sun, when
there was a sort of bang on her chest, and she felt a trickle of
liquid run down her body. Investigation revealed that the bags of
liquid in her padded bra had burst. She was very surprised, for that
was not supposed to happen.

Then the problem spread to other operatives, with bosoms exploding and
collapsing all around the place. Soon news came in of other VPB wearers
in the area suffering from the same problems. Fortunately the heatwave
was not countrywide and more wearers were not affected, otherwise VPB
would have been in serious trouble. As it was there was a big panic on
to try to find the cause of the trouble and to rectify it.

It became clear that the heat had caused a reaction in a chemical in
the bags causing the liquid to expand dramatically and rupture even the
very strong bags. Work was put in hand to find a remedy, but in the
meantime women were advised not to wear VPB products. Since the girls
did not want to go around flat chested till a remedy was found, they had
to resort to various devices to restore their bustlines.

Some tried wonderbra types of bra, that push the bust up. However, since
none of them had anything to push up, that was a failure, leaving them
with two padded half cups. Others tried falsies of various kinds, both
foam plastic and liquid filled. However, it is always the same with
falsies of any kind; sooner or later, they come adrift, and the wearer
ends up having to pick her boobs off the floor.

Others tried various kinds of padded bra. In some the padding was not
thick enough, and the cups collapsed under any sort of pressure. It is
bad enough to have flat boobs, but to have concave ones is ridiculous.
Putting extra thick padding in a bra was not much better, as the effect
was to make the girl appear as if she was wearing two lumps of concrete
in her bra.

Some turned to various types of inflatable bra. Again the air bags were
meant to push up the existing boobs to give some cleavage; but, as there
was nothing to push up, there was no cleavage. One girl, Jacqui, even
wore an Airboobs bra; that gave her a super bust all right, but it went
against the VPB operatives' oath.  The other operatives threw her in
the factory swimming pool. She could not swim, but did not drown as her
air filled bra acted as a lifejacket.

Ivgot Falstitz had the biggest problem: how to restore her K cup bosom.
Eventually she resorted to putting two basketballs inside an ordinary K
cup bra. However, that made her look like exactly what she was: a woman
wearing two basketballs inside her bra.

The crisis seemed to go on for ages and ages, but in fact it took only a
couple of weeks to sort out the problem. A new chemical formula was
found that would ensure that the liquid would not expand so much in the
future. All the workers were given new bras to wear, and to compensate
them for their distress the new bras were a size bigger than before.
Even the humblest operatives now had at least an E cup, while the
president was magnificent in her new L cups; she was so glad to get rid
of those basketballs!



The Strip

One day several of the VPB girls went out for an evening at a nearby
club, where part of the enterainment was provided by strippers. Late
in the evening the girls were very drunk, and two decided that they
would do a strip. It did not occur to them that they would be seen as
absolutely flat with padded bras. The music started and off they went.
By the time they got down to their bras, they began to realise the
situation, but carried on anyway.

When they pulled off their very padded bras to reveal their flat
chests, they were expecting a lot of hooting. There were a few jeers
and laughs, but most of the audience were delighted the flat chests
and massive false mammaries. For the majority were in an outing for
members of the Yahoo 'Bra Padding' group!



Shot in the VPB

Falsiville is normally a quiet kind of place, but one day there was a
shooting incident; and one of the VPB girls was caught up in it. A
stray bullet hit her right boob from the side, passed through it, and
then through her left boob. The bystanders were expecting to see blood,
and the girl to be in pain; but nothing of the sort happened. She just
carried on her way unconcerned. For the bullet had not hit her chest,
but merely went through her padding without even touching the liquid
bags; but, as she herself said: 'If they'd been real, you'd have heard
me squeal!'



This Bra is not for Burning

Some twenty or more years ago, feminist literature went on about women
liberating themselves by burning their bras and letting their boobs
hang free. One of the VPB girls had been reading this and was so
impressed that she decided to burn her VPB, despite the fact that she
had no boobs to liberate. However, the VPB was of sterner stuff. When
she tried to set fire to it, the bra just smouldered for a bit, without
any real damage being done. The designers had used a flameproof cloth; a
hot bra like the VPB was not going to burn that easily!



VPBs on the Line

A male acquaintance of mine had a wife and four daughters who worked in
the VPB factory. Obviously all of them had to be flat chested. When he
invited me to his house I looked forward to meeting them. On arriving, I
first met the girls, and admired their magnificent false bustlines. Then
his wife came in, and she was totally flat. Sensing my surprise, she
said: 'If you want to see my tits, look out of the window; mine are on
the left.'

I turned to look out, and could see the laundry line in the yard. On it
were ten or a dozen VPBs belonging to the various women in the household.
On the left was a pair of huge padded bras, obviously owned by a lady in
a senior position in the VPB factory. She calmly said: 'Now that you have
seen my boobs, have a cup of coffee.'



Ode to my Flat Chested Girlfriend

My dearest, you have got no tits.
You wear a bra that never fits.
Your falsies seldom stay in place.
They cannot fill the empty space
Inside your cups. Take my advice.
Go get a bra that's really nice.
Go buy yourself a VPB;
A great improvement you will see.
It gives you boobs that are not there;
You'll see them hanging on the chair,
When you awake. Put them in place,
And see the pleasure on my face.
So I will love you all the more -
You'll carry everything before!



Publicity and Sales

I got an invite to go and see the Publicity and Sales department at the
VPB factory, and off I went like a shot. When I got there I met some of
the sales reps, all flat chested and wearing VPBs of course. They had
some stories to tell of what went on at the lingerie shops when VPBs
went on sale. When they heard VPBs were on sale, women could be seen
slinking into the shops as if they were trying not to be seen. Then in
an embarrassed tone they would enquire about VPBs. Some would pretend
that they wanted one for their mother/sister/daughter/niece etc, but
nobody was under any delusion that they wanted one for themselves. Some
were given away by their flat chests, others by the fact that they
were wearing inadequate falsies or padded bras. Those who admitted that
they wanted one for themselves, and tried it on, were transformed. Gone
was the old furtive look, and the round shoulders that tried to hide a
flat chest. They could stick out their C cup and up chests - VPB
doesn't make anything smaller than a C cup - and go out and face the
world with a confident smile.

The publicity people were busy thinking up new adverts and slogans to
promote sales. They were trying out a new line based on the words and
music of some old songs:
'Thanks for the mammaries'
'Mammaries are made of this'
'These are my mountains'
Other slogans included:
'Give yourself something to look forward to'
'If you put your bra on back to front and it fits you better,
 get yourself a VPB'
'Get up an AAA, and go out a K'
'Carry all before you'
However, my favourite ad showed a 'before' picture of an VPB employee;
she wasn't just flatchested, she was concave. Then the magic word:
'A-bra-pad-a-bra'; and the 'after' photo showed her with magnificent K
cups. I don't think too many flatchested would have hesitated too long
about getting a VPB after seeing that.

Further Out

Having produced an L cup padded bra, the VPB people were not content to rest at that.  Moreover, their many satisfied customers were wanting something bigger and better.  So it was decided to push on.

First an M, N and P cup range was produced, but even these were not enough to satisfy demand.  So more and bigger ranges were devised, until the ultimate was produced: the Z cup padded bra. The fans loved them.  The big question was: "Do you fold your arms above or below your Z cup bust?"

Yet some folk were not satisfied. Ivgot Falstitz, for one, wanted to be bigger than anyone else.  The technology was there to go even further out, but the question was how such a bra would be sized.  Some suggested Z1, Z2, Z3 etc. Others offered Megabras, Monsterbras, Gigabras, but that was felt to be too imprecise.  The suggestion followed that the bra size be measured in kilos. Then somebody proposed that cup capacity be measured in the litres each cup could hold. The Z-plus sizes started in 2 litres, then 2.5, then 3 and so on. So far the $ litre size is the biggest produced, but the aim is 5 litres.

Can you suggest a better sizing system?

Two uses for old VPBs

1) As earmuffs to protect against loud noises and to keep your ears warm in
   cold weather
2) As knee protecters when you are working on the floor or weeding in the
   garden