"Going on a trip, Ms. Gibson?" Trevor asked, as Jon walked over to him.
Jon smiled, leaning over the top of the wall to give Trevor full view of his cleavage, which neither of them realized was expanding before their eyes. "No, just heading out with the girls."
"Ah, yes, and how are they doing?" Trevor said, obviously struggling to keep his eyes trained on Jon's face and not his chest.
Jon gave a saucy grin, taking one C cup breast in each hand. "Oh, the girls are just fine, Trevor, as you can see."
Trevor turned beet red. "T-that's not what I meant, Ms. Gibson."
"Oh, what's with all this Ms. Gibson nonsense? Call be by my first name, like you did when you first called over. We're all adults here, with adult names. Adult minds. Adult... needs."
Trevor's blush deepened, and Jon glanced down to see the young man was trying desperately to hide an obvious erection. "Sure thing, Jon."
"That's better. Oh, that reminds me, I wanted your help with something. You're a doctor, right?"
"Yes, well I'm studying to become one."
"Right. Well, this morning, when I was taking my usual shower, I think I might have found a lump. Would you mind checking?"
"What? I'm not sure..."
"Oh, come now, if you can't handle doing it on a neighbor, you won't be able to do it to a complete stranger!" Jon said playfully, taking one of Trevor's hands and guiding it to one of his D sized breasts, slipping it under the shrinking shirt and silky bra. "Alright, there you go, a little lower, a little lower- yes, right there." Jon pressed himself against Trevor's hand, moaning slightly as Trevor's fingers brushed his nipple.
Trevor pulled his hand quickly away, looking as if he was going to die of embarrassment. "N-no, I don't think there's a-anything there. It seems like you have perfect breasts. I mean perfectly healthy breasts."
"Is that so? Well then, Dr. Yates, thank you for your help." Jon flashed Trevor one last smile, before turning, and mincing back towards the car.
Trevor waved again, then quickly headed inside after the Gibson car had pulled out. He really needed to change his pants.
