Elli snapped her fingers and party around her and Mitch resumed. The sound of music and conversation once again filled Mitch's ears as he stood there frozen. Elli smiled and winked at Mitch before she disappeared into thin air. "What the fuck." Mitch gasp. "Wait, I can talk!" Mitch said aloud to no one in particular. Instantly Mitch looked down at the large set of breasts straining against his purple dress. "These can't be..." Mitch reached up and gave his new breasts an inquisitive squeeze. "They are real..." The words seemed to fall out of Mitch's mouth as curious sensations shot from Mitch's breasts to his brain.
"No shit. We've all seen you at the pool." A purple haired goth girl said as she passed Mitch.
"Fuck." Mitch watched the slender goth girl disappear into the crowd of costumed people. "Wait. People have seen these before?" In Mitch's mind a memory of him at the pool wearing a undersized bikini top played on an imaginary movie screen. "O god... The looks I got from people..." Mitch suddenly felt extremely self conscious about his large eye catching breasts. "These have always been a pain... I've always had them... No, no I didn't have them before... But I can remember having them... That bitch!" Mitch raged within the confines of his mind as he tried to wrap his brain around Elli's curse.
Taking a deep breath Mitch began to carefully snake his way through the mass of people towards the exist. As Mitch worked his way through the crowd his new breasts added an extra obstacle to his retreat. Mitch quickly found out that squeezing between people was much more difficult now that his center of gravity had been altered and he had a large set of tits attached to his chest. "Sorry." Mitch said after accidentally bumping into a girl's back with his new hooters. "Just passing through." Mitch ducked and stumbled to get past a couple of guys. With the hallway that led to the exit in sight, Mitch began to hurry. Rounding the corner into the hallway Mitch ran smack-dab into a short college girl. Feeling the girl's face collide with his unconstrained breasts caused Mitch to let out a pained groan. "Sorry." Mitch said hunching over.
"My bad. Sorry about..." The girl took a step backward and suddenly her face lit up. "Woah! You're the boobie guy!" She said excitedly.
Mitch stood back up and adjusted his cheap wig. "Yeah that's me... Sorry for running into you. I better go." Mitch tried to side step the short girl dressed in a squirrel costume, but she kept cutting him off.
"Are they real?" She asked starring at his chest. "I mean I've heard rumors that they are. But they're so big and perky. And your a dude..." The girl looked as if she was struggling not to grab Mitch's breasts.
"Yeah they are... Um they just kind of grew... The doctor's didn't really know what caused the growth, but they wouldn't do anything with them until they were done growing... And by the time they were done growing I guess I had just gotten used to them... And surgery costs so much... Anyways I better be going." Mitch tried to get around the short girl, but she once again blocked him.
"Can I touch them?" The girl asked as she continued to eye up Mitch's breasts.
"I, I guess..." Mitch relented and stuck his chest out for the girl.
"Wow." The girl said groping Mitch's tits. "They are amazing." She tweaked one of his nipples, which sent a shiver down Mitch's spine and started to give him a chubby. "I'm so jealous." The girl said as she continued to grope Mitch. "I wish mine were this big." She chuckled and let go of Mitch's mammaries. "That's a cool Daphne costume." The girl said, before finally looking up from Mitch's breasts. "I just don't think Daphne ever had hooters like those." She let out a giggle. "If she did I bet her and Freddie would always be off searching for clues together. If you know what I mean."
The girl's words caused a light bulb go off in Mitch's foggy brain. "Wait. Can I ask you a question." The girl nodded yes. "What do you think of my costume? Are these boobs right for it?"
The girl busted out in laughter. "No. Absolutely not." The girl said chuckling. "But you have to play the cards you're dealt. So you've got big boobs, you can still be Daphne for Halloween if you want. But honestly what you really needed a better wig... OR!" The girl got all excited. "You should have spent like a year or two growing out your hair so you didn't need a wig at all. That would have made the costume sooooo much better and really showed dedicated you are to Halloween."
Mitch stood there in a state of shock. "I thought she was going to say smaller boobs..." Mitch thought as his scalp began to tingle. The cheap red wig began to slide off his head as his own light brown hair began to grown longer. Within seconds Mitch's short hair was chin length and moments latter it was down to his shoulder blades. "Yeah..." Mitch's hair restyled itself and he felt his newly form bangs brush across his forehead.
"Anyways if you were an actual redhead the costume would have really slapped, but you can't change genetics." The girl gave Mitch a thumbs up. "I gotta get going. Thanks for letting me touch your boobs. I always wondered if they were real." The girl slipped past Mitch on her way into the party.
