Jon looked over the small pink garment. It looked barely large enough to fit around him. Yet as Job slipped the cups around his shoulders it fit snugly. Though he didn't know how to adjust it the straps seemed to be at the perfect height. Job fiddled with the clasp for several minutes. Missing the holes repeatedly. Just as he was getting too frustrated to continue the eyes slid neatly in.
Jon leaned backed onto his bed. The slight glean of sweat from his frustrating endeavors began to bead. As Jon let out a sigh of relief he noticed a warmth spreading across his chest. As he looked down he noticed his chest taking on a rounded smoothness. His chest had blossomed into a small A cup. He pinched one of the nipples and let out a small groan as the intensified sensations greeted him. After a few moments of no growth Job decided he should go meet with Karen and plan their next move. He pulled a t shirt over his head and with a small grin looked down at the slight bumps sticking out off his chest.
"I'll be back later mum!" Jon hollered as he left the house, and with that he was out into the cool spring air.
