Mark finished putting on the blue running shorts and the black sports bra just a moment before Julia came out of the bathroom, smiling and caressing her right breast.
“You look pretty relaxed, there, babe.” Mark said, with a bit of side eye.
“Yes, that shower was wonderful. Very clean and relaxed now.” Julia said, smiling. “Now! On to breakfast! I’m starving.” Julia said as she quickly pulled on the white sports bra and peach running shorts. “Didn’t want to wear the pink, I see,” She said, smiling.
Mark and Julia both went down the stairs together, Mark noticing that his hair was still wet and glad that the house was warm. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out the eggs and bacon that was his normal breakfast.
“Not today, sweetie.” Julia interrupted. Mark looked at her confused. “If you are going to be able to fit into Stephanie’s clothes, you’ll be eating her diet as well.”
“Wait, so I have to eat fucking salads and shit all the time?”
“Pretty much. The IOC hasn’t quite figured out the whole metabolism thing. Either you have to eat waaaay too much to be sustainable or you literally can’t eat anything without gaining fat. You should really follow them to keep up. The closest they have is making your tastebuds and brain crave this oat bar, but no one really is a fan of that.”
“So what’s for breakfast, then?” Mark asked, putting the eggs and bacon back with a little bit of attitude.
“Oatmeal!”
Julia proceeded to make an oatmeal with some nuts and honey and blueberries on top, to which Mark looked sadly. He took a bite but then his sadness turned to a smile. “Hey, this is pretty good!” he said, taking another bite. Pretty quickly he had finished the bowl of oatmeal and felt satisfied and healthy.
He and Julia both stood up at the same time to grab the other’s bowl, and bumped into each other. As they laughed about it, Mark took a step back. “Wait a second.” he said, narrowing his eyes. He stepped back and then toward Julia. He put his hand on her head and measured across to his, noticing a gap.
“What the hell? Are you taller than me?” Mark asked.
“Maybe. A bit taller.” Julia answered sheepishly.
“But why? Why would you do that?” Mark asked.
“Well, I always wanted to be taller and thought that this would be my chance. Permanent changes are too expensive so I figured it could be a fun 6 months being taller for a time.” Julia answered.
“So, like, how much taller are you?” Mark asked.
“Well, I’m an inch taller than Stephanie…” Julia said, surreptitiously.
“But this seems more than one…. “ Mark started to say, before realizing “You made me shorter? That’s fucking weird!”
Julia, deciding to try to defuse the situation, said “Look, babe, this will be fun. I mean, I can be the tall, strong one and you can be…” She stopped, realizing what she had said.
“The strong one? What does that mean?” Mark asked, taking another step back, looking at her arms and then his.
“Well, I thought it would be fun again - I mean you know that Stephanie was pretty much a cardio fitness model, well I asked to have some extra muscle added on, for me. I’ve always been so weak and out of shape.”
“So that’s how you pushed me around so easily last night. What else don’t I know about!?” Mark asked, eyeing Julia up and down. Julia tried to grab Mark’s bowl and put it in the sink but he saw her profile as she turned. He looked down at his breasts and then back at Julia’s.
“Bigger tits? Really Julia?” He said, looking almost catty.
“I mean, you wouldn’t?” Julia answered.
“What’s the story here then, how much did you add on?” He asked, beginning to be tired of the conversation.
“Just a cup! That’s all. I’m a D. You’re a C, just like Stephanie.” She said, earnestly. Smiling, she said “I mean, if you want some bigger boobs, we can make that happen…”
“No thank you! So nothing else physical then. Like, Nothing else I need to know.” Mark asked.
“Nope! Nothing else. The height and the muscles and the tits. Well, and the hair, but you already knew about that.”
Mark sat back in the chair, pensive. Still trying to be positive about things, he said “Well, I guess having access to her tits all the time won’t be too bad.” He said, mischievously.
