As Jon and Karyn walked home, hand in hand, chatting, Karyn found herself frequently touching Jon’s arm with her free hand, getting as close to him as possible.
“So, how did your day go?” Karyn asked.
“Ugh, could be worse I guess.”
“That bad huh?”
“Apparently Steve Farber has been saying ‘Nice tits!’ to every guy like me whenever he sees them…”
“I… What the hell is wrong with him?”
“Biff shut that down today… for everyone… which was weird.”
“Biff caring about other people?”
“Yeah… weird, right.” He paused for a moment, “Getting changed for gym wasn’t fun either… three guys spent the whole time taunting me and trying to get me to turn around…”
“Turn? Oh I see. Bleh... jerks.”
“Yeah… I also caught a lot of people staring… I really understand why a lot of girls carry their books against their chest.”
“Ah… How are you feeling about your boobs?”
“Well… Aside from… all of the… stuff I mentioned they’re not so bad… still feel weird as hell and I’m super aware of all the moving around they do… so they’re a bit distracting.”
“Hmmm”
“How are you feeling about your ‘growth spurt’? It must be a bit like it is for me…”
“Yeah a bit… They do move around more and they’re definitely heavier, but the extra movement isn’t so noticeable that I’m distracted by it, I’m a little more aware of them than normal… but not you know constantly. They’re not bad… I think I’m not gonna worry about changing them back.”
“You sure about that… I mean you seemed awfully upset at first…”
“Yeah… Like I said I kinda thought they’d gotten bigger than they actually did and well I was more mad at myself for making such a stupid wish… And given what I said I can’t see any way to get them back to the way they were, I mean we could probably make them a bit smaller, but… I can’t see any way to go back without doing something super weird like I have a set of spare boobs in a closet or something, and I don’t want that. Besides, I'm kinda starting to like them.”
“That doesn’t have anything to do with your current boob obsession does it?”
“I… well maybe a little, but also you obviously like them, and well it’s not like I look that different the way I normally dress and they’re not… well much more to deal with than what I had before on the downsides. Basically I think I can live with them… and they look good.”
Jon wasn’t completely satisfied with that answer, but he also wasn’t going to argue with Karyn about what she did with her own body.
“How did your day go? Probably better than mine.”
“Well yeah… it was a bit weird though…”
“Oh? How so?”
“Uhm… turns out I like big boobs, at least a bit, no matter who they’re on… so um a couple times it was a bit hard not to look… and Biff’s look good on him… I wasn’t expecting it and nearly stared at him… and low cut tops are… uhm… yeah. There was another guy with… decent boobs sitting beside me in one class and that was… distracting…” She was not going to tell him she had spent most of the class staring at that guy’s boobs, that she had put effort into trying to arrange herself so she could do so without looking too suspicious, no, Jon must never know that.
“Wait, Biff?”
“Err, yeah… he’s really not my type, but, you know how his shirts fit and… well… boobs, and I… think the ones he has suit him… Not my preference… apparently… I now know I have preferences in boob shapes… Yours are much nicer. Seriously, if we shared a class I don’t think I’d get anything done in it all week.” Karyn could feel the blush on her cheeks, she wanted to both hide from Jon and hug him for comfort.
Jon for his part had felt… weird about the fact that Karyn had been distracted by Biff’s boobs, was it jealousy? He wasn’t sure, and she said his were nicer… he wasn’t sure how he felt about that either.
“I… see. So you got distracted by girls too?”
“Err, yeah… only a few… and I… I’m… still not actually into girls… but… boobs…” She shrugged slightly during the last word. Talking about boobs this much was making her pay attention to what her own breasts were doing, she felt the jiggle as her shoulder pulled them up and let them drop with the motion of the shrug. She imagined what it was like for Jon, being completely unused to those little movements. Weirdly she found the thought a bit of a turn on… where was that coming from? The idea that he couldn’t help but be constantly aware of his bust…
They walked quietly for a few minutes.
The sky had cleared up at some point during their afternoon classes and it was now sunny and had warmed up substantially since the morning. They were getting close to Jon’s house, away from other students and Karyn was feeling a little over warm with her extra layer under her sweater. She decided to take the sweater off.
“Hang on a sec Jon, I’m a bit too warm…”, she started pulling the sweater off, reaching over her head and grabbing the neck.
“Huh? What are you…?”
The sweater came off, at first it dragged the t-shirt she was wearing underneath with it but Karyn noticed and grabbed the hem of the t-shirt before it got too far up. She stopped and was smoothing down the tee. It was a fitted one, with a lowish neckline, showing some of her wish enhanced cleavage. The fitting of the tee was close enough to really show her figure, and it was tight across her bust and like Jon’s shirt there was a line of tension wrinkles between the tips of her breasts in the fabric.
Jon was again stunned by how good she looked, he had of course seen her completely topless yesterday, but it was still surprising to see his friend and find her this attractive, her figure, the way the shirt hugged her bust… for a moment he felt himself begin to repress the feeling of attraction, part of him saying ‘don’t look at her like that she’s your friend’, before reminding himself that they were dating now, it was perfectly fine to be attracted to her. This was the first time he’d seen Karyn in any clothing that actually showed her figure since the previous school year, it was different from seeing her topless. He looked her up and down, not quite able to stop himself from enjoying the view when he saw the look on her face.
It was a look of apprehension, nervousness, but also anticipation, it said “What do you think?”.
Karyn was worried, would Jon be OK with a Karyn that showed cleavage? Would this ruin his image of her. She wanted to show her body to him… but in a way that they didn’t need privacy.
Jon managed to work out what she might be worried about, “Wow, Karyn you look amazing in that shirt… I…”
Karyn felt herself relax, she hadn’t realised how worried she was about Jon’s reaction to seeing her in something other than her sweater worried her, and when he accepted it the relief washed over her. She stepped back over to Jon and pulled him into another kiss. Again feeling his boobs mashed against her own, it was fast becoming one of her favourite feelings.
They broke the kiss, and continued walking to Jon’s house, not really talking, just enjoying being close to each other. Karyn was now holding Jon’s entire arm, not wanting him to get further away, wanting to get closer. It wasn’t really practical while they were walking, but she wanted her arm around him.
Jon for his part was enjoying the attention even if he would have been hideously embarrassed if anyone he knew saw them. He had to keep reminding himself that this was real, this was Karyn hanging off his arm, that they were dating. He felt like he was dreaming for the rest of the walk home.
They arrived to an empty house, Zoe was probably with Athena somewhere and Jon’s Mom frequently went shopping with Mikey after picking him up from school, so this wasn’t unusual. They went in and up to Jon’s room.
“Hey Jon-boyfriend, do you think I can stay for dinner tonight? I want to stay with you…” Jon sat on the bed, Karyn sat beside him.
“I…” the way she said stay with you felt… really good and his brain stopped for a moment before he could formulate his reply, “we’ll have to ask my mom when she gets home, but she’ll probably say yes.” It was new for them to be so close when just hanging out in his room, normally one of them sat on the chair from his desk, new and nice.
“Have to ask my parents too. We’ll call them if she says yes. How long do you think we have until someone else gets home? Long enough for… shirts to come off and fun to be had?”
“I… don’t think so…” he paused, “unfortunately…”
“Well we can still have fun with all our clothes on.” Karyn grinned at him and pulled him into a kiss and then over so they were laying down with their legs dangling over the edge of the bed. She let one of her hands wander until it found one of Jons boobs, she started gently kneading it through his bra. After a moment, she stopped and grabbed his hand that wasn’t underneath them and put it on her own breast and went back to his. To her satisfaction he started returning the groping she was giving him. They both let out soft moans around the kisses.
Jon was still having trouble believing this was happening, he was dating Karyn, not only that but she was more attractive than he thought… It was a lot to process even after a day. Not that he was doing much thinking at the moment, he was far too caught up in feeling up Karyn, kissing and the sensations of being felt up himself. The way he was reacting he was pretty sure that Karyn adding in that “at least as sensitive as mine” bit to her wish meant his breasts were a fair bit more sensitive than hers.
They continued for several minutes until they heard a car door close outside.
“Oh! That’s probably Mom!”
“Here, let me straighten your bra out.”
They pulled away from each other. “OK, how do I look? Everything normal?” Karyn said quietly.
“Stunning is how you look and yeah everything looks fine.”
Karyn flushed slightly at the compliment and tugged her shirt down to make sure. “You look pretty good yourself, are your boobs sitting in the bra comfortably still… sorry for um… pulling it out of place… I’m surprised I could, given… how much it’s designed to hold…”
“Don’t worry about it, they’re… uhm… where they should be.”
They went down to see who had arrived, it was indeed Jon’s Mom, they cleared Karyn staying for dinner with her and called her own parents to let them know, and went back upstairs. This time though they chatted only a little and mostly did homework. They both ended up sitting back to back on Jon’s bed while working since looking at each other was proving distracting, especially for Karyn who just ended up staring at Jon’s bust instead of working. Sitting back to back was nice since they got physical contact and it wouldn’t arouse suspicions in Jon’s family. They still weren’t sure if they wanted to tell anyone they were dating now.
Jon was finding it a bit weird to try to do his homework in his lap with breasts, looking down they were just so visible. He had had a similar experience at school, sitting at his desk, he couldn’t look at what he was doing without his boobs being at the bottom of his vision, they weren’t in the way… but they were there and it felt strange.
Eventually they were called down to dinner.
The conversation at the table was fairly mundane, normal dinner table stuff. Jon’s Mom asking Karyn things about how she was doing, what she had done over the recent spring break. Zoe hated it. She was watching Jon and Karyn. She couldn’t believe what she had seen, but… she couldn’t dismiss it. So she was watching them. And she noticed things. The first and most obvious was Karyn herself. Since when did she look like that? Karyn’s a dorky Tomboy with a plain figure, not busty and curvy. On the bust front, Karyn seemed to be far more distracted by Jon’s chest than Jon was by her’s, which was interesting, the looks that they shared across the table were also different. They were those looks. She had seen what she had thought. She couldn’t help but think “It finally happened”. Zoe was happy for her brother… but she might also get something out of this.
It was an hour after dinner, Karny had left for home, reluctantly. Jon was walking back to his room after saying goodbye to her at the door. At his bedroom door he found Zoe, leaning against the door frame, arms crossed.
“So. since when do you and Karyn suck face?”
Jon felt his face turn red, and his heart rate jump.
“Uhm…”, he was dumbfounded, not sure how to answer.
“Well?”
“Err…” he decided on an edited version of the truth. “Well… yesterday…”
“Oh? Who asked first?”
Jon felt more heat go to his face.
“Oh, it was Karyn, wasn’t it?”
The way Zoe read him like a book there made him want to hide from the rest of the conversation, but he mumbled, “Yeah…”
“On the topic of new things, since when is she a centrefold?”
Jon was too wrapped up in embarrassment to immediately understand what Zoe meant. “Wha?”
“Hot, since when is Karyn hot.”
“Err…”, he wasn’t sure how to answer, again the truth seemed right. “Apparently last summer. She’s been… hiding.”
“I’ll say she has! That’s one hell of a trick.”
“Just a big baggy sweater.”
“Yeah, sure. Look I won’t tell Mom, you should do that, but…”
“But what?”
“You have to cover for me, I want to go to a… thing… Mom would never say yes. You cover for me when I ask.”
“Cover how?”
“I’ll tell you when the time comes, it won’t be hard, just a little white lie to Mom about where I am.”
“Fine, Deal”
“Good. See ya…” Zoe pushed herself fully upright with an elbow and turned. “And Jon, it’s about time you two got together.”
Jon was left wondering if it was obvious to everyone but him and Karyn that they had liked each other all along.
