But first, lets up the nurses sex appeal

After Tremor Tities put her panties, pants, and shoes back on (taking an extra long time to delay the inevitable) you walk with her out of the gym, and towards the nurses office.

As she walks with you, Tremor Tities goes red from humiliation as several students gawk at her toplessness, not having been informed of the new mascot. Though, seeing you with her, they don't question it and assume this is just another of your clothing rules.

On the third time this happens, Tremor Tities notices someone looking at her eyes and says "H-hey... my tits are down here" while shaking them at the onlooker. You are proud of her for this, as you hadn't even noticed someone was looking at her eyes.

You stop outside the nurses office, and Tremor Tities stops as well. Looking through the window in the door, you see an older looking nurse at a desk, looking at papers. After looking at young girls so much recently, you decide you don't want to see an older, less attractive one.

Knowing you were being immature, but not caring, you take out your Notebook:

Old Rule: All school nurses are required to be blonde, busty, and overly flirtatious to everyone (regardless of gender). It is also a strange phenomena that women who become nurses tend to pose provocatively without even noticing. Their uniform is a stereotypical 1950's nurse outfits, but with a neckline low enough to show off their cleavage, a skirt that only goes down about two inches past their crotch, and high heels. They are also not allowed to wear panties.

As you look up, you can feel a twinge of arousal from the bombshell that had appeared in the office. The older nurse has been replaced by a tall blonde woman in her twenties, with gigantic cleavage from her DD knockers. She was leaning over her table, her butt in the air in a pose that would be flashing you if you were behind her, and her bust pointing towards the window. She was still going through papers, but swayed her hips side to side as she did, her lips slightly parted.

For the briefest of moments, thought of the philosophical ramifications of what you had done flash through your mind. Had the old nurse been removed from existence and replaced with this substitute. Did she still exist, but have a new job somewhere else. Or, had he transformed her into this hottie. If that was the case, had her memories been changed, implying that her prior existence was erased anyway?

You then decide it was better to not think about this, and shook your head to clear your thoughts.

"What's the matter?" Tremor Tities asks jiggling. She didn't find anything unusual about the buxom blonde seductively posing through the window, as it was perfectly natural.

"Nothings wrong. Lets do this."

Tremor Tities gave a small wimpier of ****, before opening the door into the office.

The nurse looks up at you, continuing to bend over slightly so you can look down her shirt. "How, hello gorgeous" she says, seemingly saying this to both of you. "What are two sexy, ravishing, young students want with little old me. I hope I can help... satisfy you."

She winks as you explain. "We're making the new school mascot, and need you to do some breast customization. I was hoping you could make her jugs bigger"

Tremor Tities whimpered again, but you ignored her.

"Aww, but they're so cute and perky already. But if a big stud like you wants it, then I'll give it all to you baby" she winked again. "Let me just grab my equipment. Oh, and let me know if you want me to grab YOUR equipment too" she flirts.

"Maybe later" you say, as you watch her walk to some drawers on the other side of the office. She swings her high heels around with each step like she's on the catwalk, swaying her hips in an exaggerated motion.

"I think it's on the bottom shelf" she says to herself, and bends over to open a drawer. Her skirt rides up giving you a clear look at her firm, bare ass. Despite not even noticing she's mooning you, she jiggles and sways her but cheeks rhythmically.

You're completely transfixed on this sight, while Tremor Tities is barely paying attention.

The nurse finds what she was looking for, and takes out what looks like a high tech metal box, with a touch screen overlay. Two small tubes were attached to it, with a syringe on each end.

She walks back to you. You expected her to stop once she was in speaking range, but she just keeps walking, pressing you against the wall. She gets so close that she squishes her boobs against your chest, and whispers into your ear. "I got what you want sexy. Are you ready for me to do 'it' to your lady friend. I want you to watch."

"Y-yes. I'm... ready..." you stammer, getting very worked up and hard. She kisses you on the cheek, and moves towards Tremor Tities.

Looking at the new mascot shivering, the nurse says "Oh, I've been so distracted by that stud, I've totally been neglecting you. Let us start over. Hello, I hope we can become very close friends."

You look at Tremor Tities when the nurse says hello to her. Gulping again, she grabs the nurse by the back of her head, and pulls her into her chest.

"Oh my, you are very friendly, aren't you?"

Releasing the nurse, she says "Th-thanks... I'll let you cop a feel later."

"Oh, I can do you one better. Fairs, fair after all" the nurse says, and copies Tremor Tities by pressing her face into her cleavage. Unlike the B cup of the mascot, the nurse totally smothers her between her twin mounds. Watching this, you suddenly get very jealous. You make a mental note to come to the nurses office more often in the future.

Finally releasing her, Tremor Titties gasps for breath. The nurse looks lovingly into her eyes as she does. Then, her eyes watering slightly, she says "H-hey, my tits are down here"

"Oh, that's right. You came in here because you wanted an improvement, right?" the nurse asks, drawing her attention to the mascots nipples.

"I... I don't want to... but... he say I have to" she explains, was she shakes her nip for the nurse.

"Oh, right. The mascot. I suppose that means you're in charge of the boob job then?" The nurse asks, looking at you, winking once again.

"That's right. We need to grow her a few sizes" you explain.

The nurse looks a bit disappointed. "Oh, you just want to grow them? I thought you were going to do a bit more customization."

Your ears perk up. "Oh, what kind of customization options are there?"

"Hundreds... thousands... we have all the latest innovations in breastology, including NASA's most recent breakthroughs. We have implants that vibrate, custom bounces, lights that shine out of her nipples, cartoon sound effects that play whenever they bounce, lactation schedules, boobs that can change sizes with an app... everything. I can give you a pamphlet."

Tremor Tities quickly interjects with a bouncing "W-we just want a size increase. You don't need to go crazy... right?"

She looks at you with pleading eyes.