Jon went up to Karen's room quickly. She looked up from her Algebra homework, "Hey Jon, what's going on?"
"I need your help," Jon replied. He then began to explain to her what was happening. When he finished, he summed it up, "You're my best friend Karen. I was hoping you might have an idea or two on what I can do."
Karen paused for a few moments, lost in thought. As she did so, Jon felt a pressure building in his chest. Before he could turn or move, a pink cloud errupted from his boobs, filling Karen's room with the pink mist. Jon heard Karen cough a bit as she sucked in some of the gas. He himself, unprepared, also pulled in quite a bit.
A warmth passed through him as he swallowed the gas. The first thing he noticed was the warmth gathering behind his breasts. It pushed and pulsed as they grew from an 'A' to a small 'C' cup, expanding with warmth and vitality. The second warmth that he felt moved down along his waist, narrowing it into a more girlish shape,
Karen, on the other hand, didn't appear affected in the slightest. She peered at Jon, "Oh my gosh Jon...that's incredible!" she exclaimed, "but why wasn't I affected?"
"I don't know, Karen." Jon replied, "But now I'm even more girly."
"I can see that, Jon." Karen replied, "Just a second." she moved over to her door, closing it, "I don't really want anyone accidently coming in. Do me a favor and take off your shirt."
"What? Why?" Jon demanded. Karen knew what breasts looked like - there was no reason to show her his.
"I want to see the full extent, Jon. I can't help if I don't know what I have to work with." she replied patiently, "I've seen boobs before, Jon. Just...take it off."
