Jon was getting worried. It had been a long time since Emily and Karyn, had locked themselves in his room, leaving him and his generous cleavage to roam the house. His current tuxedo, still had largish damp areas on the chest. Disgusted and annoyed by the damp spots, he goes into his bathroom, to change out of the tuxedo. Inside the bathroom, he removes the tuxedo jacket, and the tuxedo shirt, to get the first good look at his collasal set of mammaries. He also gets his first look at the bra encasing, those self-same mammaries.
"That's odd....why does this bra have removable fronts?"
He removes the right covering, and sees first hand the dribbling mess of his breasts.
His scream, echoes throughout the house.
----Elsewhere----
"What have you done Emily? Why did you choose THAT picture?"
"I don't know! I just wanted to give Jon breasts... I didn't think this would happen!"
They both return to looking at the picture, more specifically at what is beneath the bra in the picture. Looking at the picture, one can just see the curve of a very pregnant stomach, jutting forth beneath the bra-encased flesh.
"We've got to help Jon, before he finds out..." Karyn let her sentence hang, as she heard the scream coming from the Bathroom.
