"What the hell?" Randy Goodman suddenly asked, with a confused look on his face.
"What is it, man?" Tom Welles asked.
"I don't know," Randy responded. He was just walking back out onto the field when his chest suddenly started to feel weird. He reached up and touched his chest through his bulky football uniform. "What the ..."
"Dude, seriously. What's wrong with ..." Suddenly Tom stopped and clutched his own chest. "What's going on?"
"Hey, what the ..." yelled out Biff Meadows, the star quarterback, from the other side of the field.
"My chest ... it feels like ..." Randy started to say, but he couldn't finish. He didn't want to finish. He didn't want anyone to know. His hands were still on his chest, so he could easily feel the new orbs of flesh that were now upon it. He didn't know how it was possible, but he had breasts! He didn't know how big they were, but they were big enough for him to feel them. He looked around, making sure no one noticed. But it seemed that all the other players were too preoccupied by something to look around at anyone else.
And a minute later, the whole team was in a panic. Even the coach. And that was when each player realized that what was happening to him was also happening to all the other players. The coach looked down dumbly at his pair of C-cup breasts hanging off of his chest and pulling his shirt tight.
How could all of this have happened?
