"I need some more proof."

"More proof?!" Jane asked, grabbing her hair. "I answered, like, all of your questions, dude!"

"Oh, I believe you're John," Craig said, working through what he was saying slowly. Just from talking to Jane he had figured out that she was... not the sharpest tool in the shed. John had been average, and if this ray he had found was meant to make people bimbos? Well, he wasn't exactly a genius to start with. "But you could be tricking me, not really a girl."

"What? Are you seeing me?" Jane asked, grabbing her breasts and shaking them. Even through her shirt the jiggle was obvious. Sure, they weren't that huge or anything, but they were definitely there.

"You could be wearing fakes or something. Then I get to your place and your sisters are in on this."

They're not fake!" Jane said with a huff. She clenched her fists then sighed before ripping her shirt off, baring her breasts for Craig to see. "See, real tits." Craig smiled, approaching and leaning in to look at them. He reached up and toward them and Jane pulled back. "What the hell?"

"They look real, but they could just be convincing to look at," Craig said. "I could test with a touch, though." Jane bit her lip, but then relented with a nod. Craig reached up and squeezed her boobs, hefting them in his hands as he did. His fingers went to her nipples and pinched, sending a jolt of pleasure through her and a squeak of surprise from her lips. "Problem?"

Jane shook her head. "Just, uh... surprised me." Craig nodded and continued fondling her for a few moments before his right hand let go and started traveling lower. She grabbed his wrist and locked eyes with him. "What are you doing?"

"Well, the boobs are real, but you could still be a guy."

She supposed that was true... She relented, allowing him to unbutton her pants and slide his hand into her jeans and underwear. His finger found her new mound and started probing it. His fingers passed by her clit and sent little sparks of pleasure, and then slipped lower and inside. His thumb started rubbing her clit, and...

God, she had already been a little horny before, and now... She was huffing, gasping, and desperately wanted release. She struggled to speak, but finally managed to whisper out "I think you know I was telling the truth now, right?"

Craig paused, then nodded. "Guess so," he said, his fingers still moving inside her, thumb still rubbing her clit.

"So... you can stop?"

"I could, but do you want me to?"