"I wish no one would find it odd I had tits." Jon looked into the mirror. He stared for a few moments. Nothing was happening. He reached up and grabbed his tits and squeezed. The only thing that changed was the colour on his face as he became more flustered.
Jon looked down at the ravine of cleavage the magic bra had created for him. It was delightful. unfortunately those magic imbued breasts didn't operate like the stone did. The only way to make them work appeared to be to visualizing the effect or change desired. Jon stood staring at his tits for a solution. His erection straining from sensory overload.
He could imagine a new shirt. That wouldn't stop people from noticing. He had just received the bra, he didn't have the faintest how to conceptualize nonchalance. He tried to imagine walking down the hall and no one noticing. But he couldn't be sure if they did notice because they didn't care. Was he really causing them not to notice. He imagined a baggy enough sweater to hide his jugs, but he couldn't really see any way of hiding them at this point.
He looked himself in the eyes. This was hopeless. He sent a text to Karyn to meet him at the park they'd started at this morning after school. HE moved quickly out of the bathroom, running was no longer a true and viable option. He headed for his locker. he had a jacket there, that would serve as enough cover.
Jon opened his locker, he had nearly fifteen minutes until class ended. He knew he'd left his books and things in English class. He'd father them up tomorrow. He hoped Ms Thornton would understand.
He put the jacket on. Though he couldn't really do the jacket up, the zipper would really budge once it had started to get to breast level. At least from behind he would look normal. He crossed put his arms in the pockets and slumped down into the jacket. At the very least he had a smaller presence. He left through the nearest exit.
The park was empty when Jon arrived it was nearly 2:30. He knew it would take Karyn an ten minutes to get there. Jon hadn't quite realized how much time he'd wasted in the bathroom. He pulled out his phone, and started surfing the net.
Jon hadn't been paying much attention as the clock neared three.
Jon didn't notice the onset of the warmth in his chest. "Oh shit," Jon started struggling with his jacket, he didn't want to ruin his only piece of clothing. The warmth spread out. Jon's knees started to buckle, at these sizes the growth had gone from interesting, to enjoyable now up to pleasurable. The growth took nearly five minutes. His nipples growing a little thicker, growing a little longer. His creamy tit-flesh expanding delightfully. The bra expanded with his tits. taking the opportunity return to something more comfortable, though no more modest. The band and straps expanded again, though the cups didn't recover the ends of his tits. He could tell his nipples were barely covered. jon looked down and hefted his F cups. There was no other way to describe it other then hefting. They were gigantic. Jon was into porn star level tits at this point.
Jon's back hurt and his knees were still weak from the pleasure. He limped over to a neaby bench. His tits bouncing and swaying with abandon. he pulled his phone out again and waited for Karyn's imminent arrival.
