It had been 2 years since Jenny found the Medallion of Zulo and began using it to make our lives happy again. For that, I felt the Medallion was a blessing, no matter what alterations it would end up making before it moved on.
I had managed somehow to hide my knowledge of her magic and was enjoying her excitement in having her little secret. I planned to take that knowledge to the grave if it meant keeping her happy.
Jenny however seemed to be getting bored. So when she suggested having her nipples pierced, I was all for it.
Little nagging feelings kept tugging at the corners of my mind over those 2 years. I possessed a much more feminine voice than I ever expected, and I had the hips and ass of a woman. I also hadn't needed to shave, which was just fine with me, and my skin felt more sensitive and all around better than before the changes. But I wondered if Jenny would ever indulge in her "secret" fantasy of making me even more feminine.
After our trip to the tattoo shop, I found out.
I tried to be convincing that I hadn't expected this and that they were unnatural, and I think it worked because she did all she could to persuade me that everything was alright.
She had only given me very tiny breasts, AA cups according to the bra, so I could live the rest of my life with them and no one would ever guess the truth. For some reason however, this wasn't enough. I wanted her to make them bigger, even though I couldn't explain the desire to myself. I'm not gay, or at least would never have used that word to describe myself in any way, so I believe the medallion was exerting an influence upon me. Instead of fighting it however, I embraced it.
So I complained. I figured she would either remove them entirely, or make them bigger. When I woke up the next morning with larger breasts, I knew things were going to become interesting.
