We'll be playing volleyball today. Boys go over to one court and girls go over to the other." I almost went over on the boy's side, but caught myself. The coach divided us up into three teams for each gender. Two of the teams would play against each other, while the other one would rest on the bench. Usually, the boys and girls would sit a talk together while they waited on the bench. I was put onto one of the two teams that was playing.
As it turned out, I was completely useless my new body and ended up playing terribly. Luckily, Carol was on the team and she made up for my lack of performance. After I made a big mistake, she came up to me and said, "Don't worry about it; it's just a game. I think the boys are enjoying you playing though." I smiled at her. That was sort of the point.
Every time I jumped to hit the ball, my breasts would bounce up and down very visibly, despite the bra. It hurt a little bit, but it was worth it for the reaction. The boys on the other court would stare at me, sometimes missing the ball completely on their court. It was still embarrassing and I still blushed a lot, but I was getting used to the stares.
I looked at Carol; I bet she would like more attention. She had a lean build by playing a lot of sports, but her breasts were a little on the small side, despite being about my same height. I could fix that. I said quietly, "Carol, grow your breasts to my breast size."
I watched Carol intently. It didn't take long for her breasts to swell up more. At first, she ignored them thinking that it was just her imagination or something like that. But then it grew impossible to deny they were getting bigger, but she was too invested in the game to stop. Very quickly her breasts reached the same size as mine. Her bra apparently wasn't working properly as every time she moved, they bounced even worse then mine; she was also getting more stares. On the last point of the game, Carol went for the ball and ended up missing it, costing us the game. However, as she hit the ball, I heard a loud snap. I looked over at Carol; it was obvious her bra had snapped from the strain. She was on her knees holding her breasts with both arms. One of her friends asked permission from the teacher to take her to the nurse's office. He agreed and they left.
My team got placed on the bench as a result of losing, both the game and a player. They gossiped about what happened to Carol. I felt a little guilty; I probably went too far by changing her in the middle of a game. Lunch was after this class, so I decided to visit her and fix the adjustment then. As I was sitting on the bench alone, I noticed a lot of guys eyeing me. I smiled; all part of the plan.
