Double Ds!

Jim sat at his desk and quietly looked at his reflection in the mirror with the quiz sitting in front of him. The morning had definitely been more quiet and subdued, the talk around the office building was on the pending corporate reorg and the sudden loss of 40 colleagues made it more apparent that something and something big was happening and happening soon. Even the assistants who were usually chipper were suddenly a bit more sober and toned back in the way they worked around their assigned parties.

Jim, though, was wondering about boobs.

He had spent a few moments in front of the mirror at home, looking at himself from one angle, then the other, and his eyes kept going over his chest. In his mind, maybe the more aware part, he was wondering about if he were a girl, what would his choice of size be. In the back, a more secretive and quiet part at least for the moment, thought that he should indulge himself. Sure, he had heard from other girls in school complaining about their bra straps digging into their shoulders or the fact that they were so big that the "girls" got in the way of doing a lot of things. He could imagine that having to lug huge weights daily made for sore backs.

Then again, he was a breast guy and he knew, KNEW, that his preference was for big ones. There were downsides to big breasts but also, pardon the pun, huge upsides to having ample boobs, including the fact that they were very much noticeable and something that women often bragged out too. Sex aside, and that was a big bonus actually, a woman who had big breasts often was more confident and happy overall. (Maybe that was just the male in him talking, he mused silently). Laura was small on top, barely squeezing into a B, and Angela had lacked any sizeable development up top too. His mother and sister were likewise small up on top and none of his girlfriends in college were built on top.

12.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WHAT SIZE WOULD YOUR BREASTS BE?

He looked at his phone and noticed that James had texted him again. The two of them had met up as he was pulling out of the house that morning and James had waved at him. Jim, for his part, didn't notice the ring that appeared on the man's hand or how it was the male version of the wedding band set that had its matching partner on his own hand. He got out of the car and walked over to him and the two of them were talking for a few moments before both had to leave. Before that, though, Jim reached out and gave James a warm hug and he felt a warmth and blush across his face as the man returned his hug.

He smiled at that thought. I would be size proportionate but definitely double D size, matching my body shape to look very generous but not like I got implants. _James would like that, he's always a breast man, _he mused to himself and turned back to his paperwork. Underneath the dress he was wearing, his nipples slowly became hard as the areolas around them grew from barely existent to a more normal feminine size. Each breath he took slowly built up the mass underneath and as he focused throughout the morning on the paperwork, his body slowly developed a very ample size rack. He shifted in the seat a bit to get more comfortable and momentarily stretched as a bra materialized out of some of the dress' fabric until, by the time he was done for the day, his DD-cup boobs were finally grown to their full size, growing slightly heavy and hard.

He got into the car and adjusted the belt to accommodate going over his breasts matter of factly, not even really paying much attention to the sudden weight, as he pulled out of the parking lot and headed back home. As he got out of the car, he spotted Laura's car was still gone, another long day at the school, but more importantly, Angela's car was parked in the garage. "Dad!"

He looked up as Angela came out of the house and waved over at him. "Hey, why didn't you tell us you were coming home early?"

She smiled and shrugged her shoulders. "Didn't really feel like a big deal at the time, y'know? I know you were going to be busy tonight but I just thought I'd come home. Felt a bit home sick, after all."

Jim smiled and hugged his daughter warmly. "Well, you're home, that's all that matters. Come on, let's go inside."

***

James called up an hour later as Angela was just hopping into the shower. "Listen, about tonight..." Jim began and explained what happened. James laughed on the other end and said he had a surprise for the two of them. It left Jim a bit confused only to have a knock on the door a few moments later and, when he opened the door, Jim stood there with a pizza, a bottle of coke, and some wine. "Surprise!"

As the evening went on, James and Angela hit it off spectacularly, with the two of them chatting and Jim playing the role of host, making sure that they ate and drank the wine (Angela had a glass, though she swore it was her first time drinking...) When it was close to 11, Angela bade a good night before she went up to her room and crashed, leaving the two of them downstairs. While James picked up the bag of trash, Jim cleared out the dishes and looked over at the quiz on the counter.

13.) IF YOU WERE A GIRL...WOULD YOU BE INTO GUYS?