Jon arrived in his English class early. The desks stood empty. Jon's English teacher Mrs Thornton didn't have an assigned seating plan. Jon picked a desk in the very back of the class. It wasn't his normal seat but Jon was concerned about the structural integrity of his shirt. As well as the stares he was sure to get from his classmates. Jon sat sullen in his seat. nervous that anyone would notice his new tits.
The room began to fill with people as the clock ticked towards the beginning of class. Jon kept his books stacked and slumped over the desk. Mrs. Thornton entered the room just as the bell rang.
"Good afternoon everyone, I presume you all had a relaxing lunch, because we're going to be doing some group work today." Mrs. Thornton gestured with her hands to start moving. "Groups of 3, the people nearest to you. Let's go."
Jon looked with terror. There were two girls directly around him, they each turned back to him and looked at each other. They brought their chairs around to circle Jon's desk. The noise in the class room was deafening as chairs and desks were thrown about.
The din settled in short order. Mrs. Thornton looked about. "I will be passing about characters from Othello to each group. I want you all to describe the character, you'll have twenty minutes to discuss, formulate an opinion and then prepare to present." With that she began to hand out small cards. She walked by Jon's group and laid down Iago.
"This will be easy." Jessica, a cute and usually quiet girl. She had short brown hair.
"I barely opened the book." Teresa, the goth girl in the class said. "You two will have to do it."
"Okay, Jon, you read the play correct?" Jessica shot a look at Teresa.
"Yeah, um, why don't you grab another desk and we'll do up some notes." Jon stammered, staying slo0uched down.
"Jon, just take everything off your desk, we can share it." Jessica pulled the books and binders off Jon's desk. Teresa looked wide eyed as she noticed the barely cointained boobs adorning Jon's chest.
Jon glared back. "Not a word." Jon spat as he saw Teresa's mouth start to move. Jessica looked over and noticed what had drawn Teresa's attention.
"Jon, did you suddenly get a massive rack." Teresa whispered. Jon cringed, hoping no one else heard.
"No, I mean yes, I mean, shut up. Don't worry about it."
Jessica finally realized what was happening and stopped staring. "Jon, how did that happen."
"Okay, guys, let's just finish this stupid presentation. and not worry about it."
"Here, I'll write out a few notes, Jon you explain." Jessica pulled out a sheet of paper and started quickly writing quickly.
"You've got a bra on too. You've been lying to us all. Are you secretly a girl and couldn't find any tape this morning?" Teresa started to chuckle again. The general noise in the classroom drowned them out.
"I'm not a girl, I think I have a hormonal imbalance." Jon spat. "Now can we stop talking about it." Jon could feel his face was flushed a deep crimson.
"That's more like a hormonal throw the scales off the cliff." Teresa reached over a nd poked one of them. "Why are you wearing a push up bra?"
"It was all I had available, I don't know what kind of bra it is." Jon suddenly realized, the bra had changed into a sports bra, as Jon wanted to keep them tied down. It had changed into lace to maintain it's femininity. Yet this morning he'd turned all sports bras into push-up bras. He cursed himself for his lack of foresight.
Jon noticed that Jessica was writing crooked, her notes going all over the page. She was so intently staring at Jon's pronounced chest.
"Can I touch them." Teresa shot a look at Jennifer. Jennifer was already reaching over. "I just need to touch them."
Jon couldn't beleive what was happening. Jessica quickly leant over and cupped Jon's mammeries. The feleling over pleasure spilled into his body. Jessica hefted them a bit. Jon was enjoying her ministrations. His nipples growing hard and poking through the cups of the bra. Jessica noticed that and tweeked the invading nub.
Jon let out a little squak and Jessica quickly pulled away. her face completely red. Teresa sat there with a dumbfound look upon her face.
"I never thought you had it in you Jessica."
"Don't tell me you didn't want to do it too." Jessica shot venom at Teresa. "I'm sorry Jon, I just, I've never seen before. I just, I didn't realize how much I'd want to do that. Sorry Jon."
"It's okay, it's been a weird day for me too." Jon shimmied over to hold down the quickly forming erection he was acquiring.
"Alright class, I hope you used your time wisely. First up, Who other then Othello." Mrs Thornton looked around the room and watched as the first group came up to the front.
The presentations were only a few minutes each. Jon honestly thought Mrs. Thornton did this when she couldn't be botherd to teach. He appreciated the silence, He slunk back into the corner. he was still flustered by Jessica's fondling.
The clock was ticking towards two o'clock. Jon was nearly free. "Iago," Mrs. Thornton called out. Jon and his group got to their feet. Jon stepped with each foot in front of the other, each step filled with dread. He had snatched up the note paper and was holding it in front of him. He got to the front of the room and turned around. The entire class was staring at him. Mrs Thornton had her head down and was still marking the previous group. Jon held the page out in defense.
"Go ahead." Mrs Thornton waved them on."
Jessica started discussing the character. Not a single eye moved from Jon's chest. Jon could see more than a few people mouthing things at him. Jessica had barely started the presentation when Jon felt the warmth start to expand across his bosom. The warmth spread like sticky honey. He could feel a brief moment of pressure as his shirt finally hit it's absolute limits. The warmth hadn't faded yet however. His juggs pushed outwards. Determined and undaunted. Jon could here the rip as his shirt finally gave way. His tits surged forward unrestrained. HIs bra holding them within modesty's soft cups. The bra was also slightly adjusitng. Though Jon couldn't really see the front the cups were changing to something more fitting it's now more showy position. The cups turned a bright red, Black lace forming a frilly top to the cups. The straps went from thick and supportive to thin and sultry. The bra went from supporitve and holding to cleavage maximizing. Job could feel his tits pushing into a sight he would have loved to see on any girl.
The loose tatters of his ruined shirt hung loosely now, freed of there burden. Jon stood still for a moment before turning to the door and running. His E cups bouncing with each step. Jon would have preferred his bra stayed in its former form. Now he felt barely contained. The newly shrunken demi-cups barely covering his still hard nipples. The soft fabric rubbed his sensitive nipples delightfully. Jon ran to the nearest bathroom. He had to figure out a solution to his problem.
Jon looked in the mirror of the bathroom. He had run into the bearest bathroom down the hall. he pulled his shirt off. He was mortified. Yet there he stood. Half naked and the most delightful tits Jon had ever seen adorned his torso. his erection hadn't subsided. IF anything the sight of his tits held in such a beautiful bra was making him harder.
Conflicting emotions surged through him. He couldn't go back to class. He looked down at his magic tits. He'd need a magic solution to his problem. Jaryn would get one less cup of power. Jon decided to...
