Dave began removing the swimsuit... But thinking about it once again, he decided that it wasn't the right thing to do. The swimsuit was meant to him, not to breanne. Dave wanted to keep it for himself, so he closed his hands as taking courage, while in a shyly way he looked to the floor to avoid any visual contact with his roomate and said "I-I don't wanna..." and paused.
Jake who was still watching tv didn't care to look, after all the idea of seeing his best friend wearing what suposed to be a gift for his girlfriend, wasn't something Jake was confortable with. But even then he asked "What's wrong?"
As for the guy in the pink swimsuit, he just stood there, the same way, with his hands closed and looking down. "I don't wanna take of the swimsuit... Ever..."
This time Jake looked to Dave, he was shocked hearing that, "Man what the fuck wrong with you?" he asked with a serious tone in his voice, it gotta be a joke he thought, but remembered the words from the guy at the shop; The person who wear it will never ever want to remove it, since they will like it so much. Putting his hand on Dave's should Jake began "Dave please get undressed! The guy of the shopping mentioned something about it being magical and the wearer don't want to get it off!"
Dave now looked into Jake's serious eyes. But he couldn't do what his roommate asked, shaking his head. "No I can't! And I don't want!" he said as took one step back. "I don't want to! T-This swimsuit is perfect for me! Its comfortable, makes me feel good, and... and Even makes me feel cuter..." he said blushing a little. "Jake... I'm really glad you did let me try it before Breanne... Cause if I hadn't try this, I'd never feel this awesome." as he began feeling himself again.
Jake was really worried, his friend was sounding like a slave to the swimsuit. He stepped forward and now with his two hands on Dave's shoulder he said one more time. "Please Dave, snap out of it! Take of the swimsuit... Or I'll have to do it for you!"
The simply idea of having to be separate of the swimsuit made Dave began to cry "Why do you hate me?" he asked "Why can't you see that it's mine and was made only for me!"
"Made for you?? Dave man! Look what you're saying! It wasn't made for you! It's girly! YOU DON'T HAVE BOOBS!" This time he started shaking Dave in hope he would wake up to reality!"
While being shaken by his friend the guy in swimsuit suddenly felt a pain in his chest; yet then, the pain was gone as suddenly as it had started. And all he could feel now was something on his chest jiggling while Jake was shaking Dave.
So far everything what happened in that day was making Jake imagine it was a crazy dream. But this time it was the weirdest part of it! He saw something that wasn't there before. Stopping shaking his friend, he saw Dave's chest ballooning under the fabric, and it stopping when formed a perfect pair of breasts, even though it wasn't very large.
"What... the..." Jake said as he grabbed one breast and squeezed it.
Dave couldn't help but let out a girly moan to every squeeze Jake gave to his new breasts "Aaahhh ahhh... S-stop your pervert!" but he knew he was defenseless feeling all the pleasure filling his body.
"How the hell is it possible!" this time he grabbed the other breast with his other hand and also squeezed it. The feeling was real, didn't feel like breasforms or any kind of padding.
Dave's legs were trembling now, and his mind was far away, but suddenly he said between his moans "Jaaake, s-stop I'm a boy!"
And so Jake did it. He stopped groping his friend and also looked down to see that Dave's dick was full erect under the piece of clothing. "Is... this really magic?" he asked himself loud. "Do you really have breasts?" He said and immediately he pulled the top of the swimsuit to look inside and see with his own eyes.
