"Karyn." Jen saw her friend standing in their usual meeting place and waved to her as she approached. "Sorry I'm late."
"Hi, Jen." Karyn beckoned her Goth friend over and gave her a welcoming hug. "I don't mind. We should still make it on time."
"How've you been?" Jen asked. "Since the change?"
"What, these?" Karyn motioned towards her chest. "Well, they're killing my back and always getting in the way. Annoying fleshy things! But you know how it is. You're still bigger up top than I am, after all."
"Hehehe," Jen giggled and blushed. "I guess you're right. I used to complain about my boobs all the time when they first grew, but I've just gotten used to them over time. Now they don't feel as much of a hassle any more."
"Sorry Jen, but right now I find that hard to believe," Karyn said, half-jokingly.
"Karyn, I'm sure that if we can't restore your previous dimensions, you'll get used to your new boobs in time too."
"Yeah, I guess," Karyn said, nodding. A moment later she asked "Do you have the stone with you?"
