Zoe sat down on Jon's bed and tried to absorb what had just happen. The first thing she thought was not to take any more strips of paper from the hat. Her second thought was that she had just witnessed magic. Actual magic. Perhaps her attempts at magic were not in vain. Why Jon possessed magic and not her escaped any logic she could think of. Jon was never interested in the magical arts, and somehow he had this hat. Was there more? Did he do this on purpose to punish her? Did that hat do something to her she didn't know about?
"What if I couldn't know because Jon didn't want me to know?" said the horrified Zoe, "I knew Jon and Karyn were up here before dinner, but they made themselves disappear and tricked mom into thinking they were at Karyn's. Jon changing my memories is not out of the question."
"But why wasn't I given the same memories as Mom then?" Zoe thought. This magic was beyond her. She would have to get with her friend Athena tommorrow and see if she couldn't figure out what type of power she was dealing with. After all, she was the one who introduced me to magic and would be the one to see.
"Now what should I do about these weights on my chests?" Zoe mumbled. In the short 20 minutes of their existance, her DD breasts were already sore from the lack of the support. They hung much lower than her old breasts, but were still quite perky for their size. Her back was killing her as her muscles have never been this strained before.
"And just how am I gonna explain my overnight growth spurt to everyone?" Zoe frowned, but not for long. She quietly snuck into the bathroom to not disturb her Mom downstairs watching TV in the master bedroom. She shut the bathroom door and opened up the medicine cabinet. She grabbed the medical wraps that were bought when Mikey scraped his knee from falling off his bike when he was little. She unraveled the stretchy fiber and started wrapping her breasts. She pulled hard on the wrap making sure it was as tight as possible. Breast flesh was being compressed against her rib cage and pouring out to the side. She continued to wrap until there as nothing left. She made a quick knot to secure the wraps and looked at the mirror for the final results.
She smiled. The wraps had done an admirable job at making her look smaller. She would still probaly be mistaken for C-cups, but with a baggy shirt and a jacket, she just might be able to hide it.
"Well, at least this is a solution, for now, but now what?" Zoe thought.
