My vision cleared and I groaned, losing at the picture, the new weight on my chest and the emptiness between my legs confirming I was now one of the guys in the pic - <http://dekuscrubxx.deviantart.com/art/Boys-Day-Out-518523750>
I glanced down, seeing my new breasts in their patterned bikini top and groaned. From the stories and comics I've read online, I knew that in this situation the transformed guy is supposed to fondle his new assets, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I looked at the picture again and realised there were four guys in it; from the bikini I was wearing I guessed I was now the one on the right of the pic, so who were the others? Were there any others?
I chewed my lip and said "I wish that only four guys would get changed, not every guy, and that each of those four would become one of the guys in the pic." I paused "Oh, and as the guys in the pic are together, I also wish that the other three who get transformed will be guys I know, not random guys around the world." I sat back and wondered why I'd wished that instead of trying to wish myself out of this predicament. Then I wondered who my fellow transformees would be...
