Jon pushed on them (thinking he could make them go back into his chest), but that sent another jolt of energy shooting through his body. He nearly fainted from the sensation. But he forced himself to stay alert. His mom was coming in and she'd see that he had breasts if he didn't do something!
So, thinking quickly, he jumped into bed and pulled the covers over his chest. A second later, his mom came in.
"Jon? Are you okay?" she asked, walking into his room.
"Uh ... yeah."
"Why are you in bed? Are you sick?"
"No." As he paused, he saw that she wanted an explanation. "I just thought I'd take a nap." He fake-yawned. "I'm just a little tired. From school today."
"Well, don't sleep too long. Dinner will be ready in an hour."
"Okay," Jon said, smiling.
After she left, Jon got out of bed and walked to his bedroom door, locking it. He didn't want any more intrusions. Then he walked back to his bed, all the while feeling his breasts bouncing. It was a really odd sensation. He crouched down and grabbed the bra he threw under his bed and looked at it. Why didn't his breasts go away? He wished that his body would fit anything he wore. But he wasn't wearing the bra anymore, so why did he still have breasts?
What Jon didn't realize was that his body was reacting just as he wished. He never said that his body would return to normal after taking his clothes off. He just made that assumption. Actually, his breasts wouldn't go away until he wore one of his T-shirts. It was as simple as that.
