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Maid to Measure
🕑 Added 2025-04-25 14:11:42 +0000 UTCI must admit, I find it hard to imagine a French Maid without immediately thinking of Yvette (Colleen Camp) from the 1985 film Clue - a bouncy yet perceptive French Maid that is brimming with bosoms.
Of course, other than just an excuse to draw a well endowed serving girl in an only-just-adequate uniform, I also wanted to revisit a regular theme with BrasByDesign - and that is the need for the extremely well-endowed to have at least some assistance with their day-to-day life. Boobs don't actually have to get that large before they start causing at least certain amounts of inconvenience or even impossibility. The bigger the bosoms, the more effort, energy and inconvenience. Some sort of assistance is bound to be welcomed eventually, no matter how independant the boobee.
Now, Miss Tabatha Shaw-Storte (only daughter to the affluent and propertied Lady Shaw-Storte) is in the fortunate position that she is both able to afford house staff, as well as lingerie made to order. If you are familiar with BrasByDesign Lore and the many glimpses we have seen so far, many girls who experience exceptional or excessive breast growth involuntarily eventually end up relying on services like the BrasByDesign Research & Testing Facilities when they reach a point that they can no longer cope.
Tabatha, sorry, Miss Tabatha, as she likes to be addressed, has the advantage of money on her side, even if she doesn't actually know what is causing her bustline to keep on ballooning - or at least, that is the story she tells everyone, including her mother. In truth, there is far more of the iceberg below the surface of the water.
You see, Miss Tabatha always imagined marrying her childhood sweetheart, Herbert, a quite dashing young man from another wealthy family. In fact, at one point rumour had it that they were to be betrothed - but alas, it was not to be. You see Herbert liked his women 'bosomy', and Tabatha was of a slighter build. Pretty, petite and sweet, but not bosomy. Whilst Herbert instead began courting another eligable young mistress that much better suited his love of a good bust, Tabatha felt almost spinstered in her late teens - and so began her obsession with breasts.
With an enviable budget, Miss Tabatha invested in a Breast Enhancement Machine (B.E.M) of almost commercial capability, and explored the possibility of becomming a little more 'bosomy'. Of course, she would never admit to anyone that she was doing this, or at least had begun the process just to spite Herbert and his stupid tart of a fiancé. The truth is, however, that by now, Miss Tabatha had most likely exceeded the proportions that even Herbert may have appreciated - instead, it seemed that she was just simply unable to stop. Miss Tabatha was one of the lucky few who found the gentle, soothing pulses of the B.E.M to be quite pleasurable, to say the least. Whenever she reasoned that she should probably stop her regular treatments, somehow she managed to persuade herself to give it just one more go - after all, she could afford a big house, she could afford extra staff, and she could afford bigger bras, so was quitting really that urgent?
Whilst the absolutely enormous whopper hoppers hanging from the clothes line compare starkly is scale with our busty maid, it does bring things full circle at least - I'm sure that I have mentioned before that the reason bras traditionally fasten at the back is largely because only wealthy people could afford lingerie - and they usually had a maid to dress them.
In the meantime, though I am pretty sure that Miss Tabatha is unlikely to stop using the B.E.M that she keeps in the locked study, one does have to question just how much more she thinks she will be able to cope with, without the need for outside help? I suppose she could always hire more maids...
