Jon was unsure of how to react. That's when his mother knocked on the door.
"Jon, Karen, dinner!"
Karen bolted upright, sending more undulations through her chest.
Jon replied with a loud, "Be right there!" but his eyes were transfixed on the subsiding motion.
Karen smirked at Jon. "Guess I should put these away, huh?" She mentally unlinked her breast size from the damage meter and recalled her normal chest. Her breasts shrank back down to size, this time without the push-up effect.
"It was fun while it lasted," Jon said soberly.
With one last shove they headed downstairs for dinner.
