>"Rarity! Hey, Rar-i-tyyyyyyyy! Oh, there you are."
>"Yes, here I am. Is there any particular reason you were making enough noise to arouse the neighborhood?"
>"Hee hee. You said arouse."
>"Sweetie Belle focus! What do you want?"
>"Oh right! I need a new bra."
>"A new bra? But mother told me that she just bought you some new brassieres a few weeks ago."
>"Yup. But they don't fit anymore. I mean, I don't even like wearing the dumb things but mom is all, 'You have to wear a bra or you'll be flopping around all over the place'. Anyways, she said to to see you."
>"Ugh, that does sound like something mother would say. Very well, off with your shirt."
>"Oh my! You weren't kidding. You are positively spilling out of that top. Here, let's get that off of you."
>"Oof! Thanks sis, that feels a lot better."
>"I should think so. Now let's see what we're working with. Hmm..."
>"Well, am I bigger? Am I?"
>"Oh, uh, y-yes you certainly are. Ah, ha ha haa. You just wait here. I think I have bra that will fit."
>"Here you are Sweetie."
>"Gee thanks. Whoa! A D-cup. That's so totally awesome!"
>"Yes. Totally... awesome."
>"Man, I thought bra's were all really uncomfortable but this thing rocks. It like I have two big hands holding my tits up. And look how far out they go. I can't even see my feet any more!"
>"Erm, yes well, I'm sure you'll get used to it."
>"Wait'll Diamond Tiara and the rest see this. They'll just die!"
>"Now, now. It's not good to boast."
>"But I'm the biggest girl in my class, ya know?"
>"Are you? But I thought for certain that there was another girl... No, no, I must be mistaken. In any case let's get you a demi-cup that you can wear with your low-cut dresses."
>"Oh yeah, most of those don't fit anymore either."
>"What? Why?"
>"My butt got too bi-iiig!"
>"Turn around. Good heavens. I was so focused on your front that I neglected your backside. You're just busting out all over, aren't you?"
>"Uh-huh. Soon I'll be as big as you!"
>"-Gurk!-"
>"You ok Rarity?"
>"Yes... P-perfectly fine. I think I just had a premonition, is all."
>"Hee hee, that's a funny word. Premanamission. Ooo, if I get as big as you, then we can totally share outfits. Won't that be awesome?"
>"Sh- share outfits...?"
>"Say this bra's pretty comfy, but when I lift my arms up it kind of pinches around my boobs. Can you loosen it up a bit?"
>"What? Oh, yes let me see... No, I'm afraid that's as far as the shoulder straps go on this model."
>"Aw, that's ok. I'm sure I won't be wearing it for too long anyways. Double-D's here I come!"
>"I, um, need to sit down for a minute."
>"You ok, sis?"
>"Nothing to worry about, Sweetie. Just thinking about the future."
>"Gee, you're so smart. I don't think I'll ever be as smart as you."
>"(That's alright, I'm sure you'll have other assets at your disposal.)"
>"What was that, sis?"
>"Ahem. I said, let's go see about getting you some proper dresses to show of those sweet little curves of yours, shall we?"
>"Yaaaay!"