J.J. stood on the sidewalk, facing Karyn, and holding his new breasts as though they were attacking him. His eyes were wide with fright.
"What's the matter J.J," Karyn asked her friend.
"They're.......they're......they're real," stammered J.J.
"What are you talking about? Of course they're real. They're also expensive, so don't tear them."
"No, you don't understand. Something has happened. These are real, now. Breasts, boobs, ti..........!"
"OK, ok. I get the point. Step back here behind these bushes and let me see," Karyn said as she lead a startled J.J. behind the hedges at a small neighborhood park.
She had J.J. lift up his top to show her what he was stammering about. She found herself looking at an almost perfect pair of 34-Cs she had ever seen.
"Holy cow! Those are really beautiful J.J."
