Wait, what exactly is the most sensible thing to do next?

Experiment on the human body

Actually, lets go back a bit. Taking the eraser of your pencil, you cross out the rule about women’s tit being a minimum of c cup. It’ll be more fun this way.

You look around and see that women now dress more normally as they did, though public sex is still acceptable. Good.

Now that you’re looking around, you spot the perfect target: a small, petite woman. She was cute, with a little button nose and long, flowing red hair. Her chest was but small buds and her ass was deliciously flat.

Your powers work by sight alone. You watch as her chest inflates, her small buds growing up until they were DD breasts. Her shirt can hardly handle the strain, her small bra snaps and lies on the ground in white lacy pieces. There is more than ample underboob for you to drink and you see the rims of her areolas.

Her face was priceless. She stared, wide-eyed that the whites of her eyes were more visible than her pupils. Her mouth was agape in a silent scream as she watched her new breasts jiggle. Curiously, she shakes her torso, watching as her mammeries jiggle with her movement.

The second wave came when she felt herself rise slightly. She looked down to see that her ass was now inflating as well before her eyes. The skirt she was wearing hide nothing now, and her panties become more like a useless thong as well.

You smirk with a small bit of malice and overwhelming lust. Your powers work wonderfully. Maybe you should take advantage of your situation — and that woman’s.