Mystery man

My time at school dragged on like it did in my previous life. 6 years had dragged by since I started, and I was 13 before I knew it. When I woke up for school, I went to my dresser and had one of the maids fix my hair like they do every morning.

As the maid brushed my hair, one of the other maids laid out my uniform on my bed read. When she finished my hair, I turned to my bed. I saw a new piece of clothing with my uniform I hadn't seen before. It looked like a short fabric band with shoulder straps.

Confused by what I was looking at, I asked one of the maids, "What's that?"

"What, miss?"

I walked over, picked up the item, and held it out to her, "This, what is it?"

"Oh, the Duchess informed us that you should start wearing this now. She said you're at that age where you need to wear this to support your chest."

I felt confused by what she meant, "Support for what exactly?"

"For your developing chest, miss."

I suddenly realised what she meant and what they wanted me to wear. I