"Jon," his mother began. "You have... You have..."
"Boobs!" finished Zoe.
Jon looked down at his chest. A pair of dd-cup breasts looked up at him. But these were the same boobs he always had! Sure, the other guys teased him about preferring frilly bras over the plain ones they wore, but he liked them.
"What's wrong?" he asked. "I've always had boobs. At least since I hit puberty, anyways."
"But, you're a guy!" said Zoe.
"Yeah, so?" said Jon. Seriously, they saw his boobs every day!
"Guys don't have breasts," said his mother.
"Yes they do," said Jon, thinking back to the other guys at school. Now he wasn't predisposed to commenting on other guy's breasts, but Pete's were cute, even if they were on the small size. But why were Mom and Zoe acting like this, unless... The stone! Someone must have gotten a hold of it when he was at the neighbor's house and wished that his mom and sister thought guys didn't have boobs! He had to get away from them so that he could find out who had done it.
"Um," he said. "Can I go upstairs? I thought I felt a lump this morning when I was doing my self-examination." Jon practically bolted from the room before his mom and sister could stop him and ran upstairs to his room.
