The girls took off the memory patches on their temples, and looked as Queen was slowly walking to them, trying to adjust to her new balance.
"I can't believe this is my cute pink brassiere" Queen said, pulling on the band of her huge sturdy bra.
"It never was a brassiere in this reality" Winter explained with her cold usual tone since she got inhumanly smart. "Now, as you ordered, you only need bras like this one to support your quite massive chest."
"From barely A cups to filling this P cups so much they don't even touch my ribcage... quite the big change!" Queen laughed "I think getting boys attention is gonna be a lot easier now!" she grabbed her huge breasts, lifted them, then drop them, feeling them bounce heavily as they fall back into place with a loud smack sound. "My clothes changed too" she said, picking up her white blouse, now way bigger than it used to be. "I can't believe those are my breasts!" she laughed again, caressing her huge mounds.
"And still, they are." Cassidy said. "Exactly like you asked. Your amazement is understandable : it's a physical change, not a mental one like we got from the genie. So a lot more things changed in your daily life, especially considering how big of a change you asked. You might discover some changes in your personal life, too. Your relation with most of the people you crossed since puberty is probably... different now."
"Too bad I can't have memories of this new life... they must be pretty fun!" giggled Queen while her bra almost broke as she hopped back into her jeans, unchanged.
"It's the problem with temporal changes" Macy explained, "We settled the machine so it isolated your brain and didn't change it in the process, or else, you'd have the memories of this life, right, but only those, and you wouldn't even remember your past self, sure that you naturally grew those enormous melons at puberty."
"Sound kind of exciting too in a way" said Queen, before she quickly added "But you did right, because I totally wanted to notice the difference!"
"We too" Macy explained "Without our memory protection patches", she said showing the white patches they putted on their temples a while ago, we'd probably all remember you as Macy the giant titted friend of us, and not even know the truth."
"Except my machine keeps record of any change it made" Winter corrected "Our memories would have been affected, but we'd still have data about your previous self. The machine is semi-isolated from any change made, pulsing its own reality field to keep stable through any single, bi or extended dimensional change as..."
"Okay, I think I'm not gonna follow all this, Winter" Queen said "Let's stop there for now."
"Oh. Uh. Right then." Winter shrugged, sitting down as she'd never want to bore Queen with her speech. It sounded simple to her, but Queen didn't have a 5 digits I.Q like her.
"I think buttoning this all up might end badly!" giggled Queen while dressing back, buttoning the buttons of her way larger blouse. Despite its change of size, it looked like she'd need to force the tensed fabric and buttons to close if she wanted to hide her tremendous cleavage. So she closed her blouse up to mid-bra, stopped there and gave the girls a good look at her huge goods.
"Okay girls, I think I'm good to go." Queen said "So I'll see you back at school tomorrow?"
"Sure, Queen!" the girls said, hoping she'd enjoy their presence there.
"And no other use of this machine until I want it, alright?" Queen ordered.
"Of course Queen, we built it for you!" Macy proudly said.
"Fine" Queen nodded "Then be good girls and do my homework for tomorrow. I'll leave the papers there, just bring them at school tomorrow, I expect to have the best grade."
"Of course, child play!" Cassidy said, running to her bag to be the first to start working for her.
Queen left them there, turning off the machine, while she walked back home. Still not used to her new balance, the bounce feeling was weird, especially such a bounce. She had to focus a bit, she gazed at her own cleavage a couple times, almost surprised to find it here and now unable to see her feet, and almost any person she crossed gazed at her huge rack, then looked elsewhere as she noticed them. Fine. Before, she was barely noticed. Now, just a walk in the street and heads turned. This was going to be awesome.
"I'm home!" Queen announced as she passed her front door, and as she walked past the living room, she stopped, hands on her hips, chest forward. Her parents looked at her, not even gazing at her enormous rack and smiled "Hi, honey! We thought you were spending the night at Cassidy's house. Working on another project with your genius friends? Anyway, we ate, I left you a plate in the fridge."
Queen went to the kitchen, sat alone at the table, and was a bit surprised when her huge chest touched the table, a sensation she wasn't used to! But she felt her shoulders relieved as the table supported her awesome boobs, and grinned as for the first time, she was knowing how it was to have big boobs problems. She ate, but with so much flesh in front of her, she hit her arm in her chest several times, and a few droplets of sauce fell in her dark cleavage. She'd need some time to be used to those monsters.
When she was done, Queen needed a shower to wash those breasts now tainted with sauce. As she undressed for the shower, she took a long time gazing at herself doing so in the mirror, and stripped for herself. In a mirror, they looked even bigger than from her point of view. Ans as she let go of the bra, they didn't fall much, being surprisingly firm and full, with pink nipples in the middle pointing straight forward. She tickled them, feeling them growing harder under the stimulation, still hardly believing those were her former A cups grown ginormous. Then, thinking about all the sex this body would provide, Queen only aroused herself more. She turned on the hot water, got under it, and very gently, started groping her breasts, rubbing her clit against the shower wall. And thinking about those three girls that made herself geniuses, but now worked day and night to give her bigger tits... Queen eventually came in the shower. Hard. And twice.
As she went to bed, she laughed, discovering sleeping on her stomach wasn't an option anymore. Hands on her tits, she turned on her back, and exhausted, fell asleep and dreamed of coming to school...
The next day.
Queen woke up with another giggled, as the weight on her chest and the huge mounds under her sheets reminded her of her brand new life. A quick look in her closet offered her the sight of a lot more bras than she owned brassieres, some of the gigantic stuff in there looking the same style her original brassieres did. She could recognize the grown garments. A quick shower, quiet this time or she knew she'd use all of the hot water, and an equally fast breakfast, and Queen was on her way to school, bouncing and knowing no one would miss the black bra she was wearing under her white blouse. She didn't want anyone to miss her vastness.
She wasn't disappointed : eyes were on her. Almost all of them, especially when it came to boys. And some were so enthralled they wouldn't even notice she was looking right at them.She heard some girls whispers in her back : "And here we go again... the Queen of melons is here, boys just turn stupid instantly". "The Queen of melons is showing her latest harvest today!"
She wanted the nickname. Sounded naughty. And uncontested.
She met Winter, Macy and Cassidy there, proud to give her her homework : almost twenty pages of it instead of just one, just so they'd please her even more and make sure she'd have a crazily good grade. She thanked them, the girls following her quietly, before she crossed Chelsea's path. The other girls smirked, knowing they outsmarted the genius girl quite a lot now, but Chelsea looked... really happy to see Queen. Weirdly enthusiast. And looking right at her giant cleavage. Queen remembered something : Chelsea was bisexual, and fighting for lesbians and bi rights. Before, they knew it and barely cared. But right now, Chelsea was obviously into huge tits, because she was all over Queen.
"Hi Queen, need anything? The girls already did your homework, you said? You sure you don't need anything else? Maybe a massage! I know usually you don't want to, but my offer still stands : just skip by my house after school, I'll make you some tea and massage your painful shoulders. After all, with such a chest..."
"No, thanks" Queen answered. Right now, she wanted boys. But she kind of enjoyed of Chelsea was now also trying to please her... not in the same way Winter, Cassidy and Macy did, but still.
Queen spent the first periods enjoying how her tits were in the way whatever she did, and she kind of loved it, as each clumsy move would make her touch her tits, and so, bring everyone's attention on them. She saw Josh, a guy she had a crush on, peeking as much as he could like most boys. Before, he never looked at her, and barely talked. Now...
Queen decided it was time. She asked her friends to reserve a classroom for chemical studies, pretending they had new projects to work on, and the school enthusiastically agreed. But the girls just stayed in front of the doors, making sure no one would follow, as Queen came in with Josh, telling him she needed help on some serious project.
"Wh... what's this project?" gulped Josh, once inside alone with her.
"Sit down and I'll show you" she smiled.
The boy did. And to his shock, she sat of his thighs, her cleavage pressed under his nose.
"This is a very serious thing I want you to take care of... very gently" she said, pushing his hands on her chest. Moments later, she was still sitting on him, but on his cock rubbing her tits in his face as she was fucked, enjoying the sensation for the first time... even if her body wasn't virgin anymore.
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