"You mean... You're a girl, but still look like you. Oh, you're no fun. Ok, how about this. I don't want you to be flat chested. I don't want you to have a cup size less than a C."
"Karyn," Jon pouted, and then she looked down at herself. It was true, she no longer wanted to be flat chested. It was unnatural for a girl to be completely flat. Jon decided she wanted C cup breasts. Under her shirt, she felt her chest swell up. At first, there wasn't a noticeable difference, but then her chest began to press against her shirt. Jon let out a mild moan as her skin stretched to accommodate for the extra body part. Her breasts grew a little more until it pushed tightly against her shirt and she had two perky C cup breasts, just how she wanted them.
Blushing, she also noticed she was not wearing a bra. Jon could hear Karyn giggling. Curious, Jon held her chest firmly in her hands to see what they felt like. An odd sensation shocked through Jon; it wasn't bad as much as it was strange. Every little movement seemed to make them jiggle a little. 'I wonder what they would feel like if they were bigger,' Jon thought to herself.
Just then, Jon's chest tightened and her breasts swelled a little more. Jon could hear her shirt stretch a little as her breast pushed tightly against it. Jon touched them again; they were even more sensitive.
"Ahem," Jon heard a Karyn say, "I'm I interrupting something?"
Blushing again, Jon quickly stuck her hands behind her back and turned toward Karyn, like she was caught doing something wrong. Her breasts kept on bobbing as she turned. Karyn let out another burst of giggles as she saw Jon's embarrassment.
"Yep those look nice," Karyn said, "But you just look like a guy with breasts. Let's make you look more like a girl, shall we?"
