Fleur

You looked to the seats opposite you and saw Fleur sitting there in a lovely tight green dress. Fleur is 25 years old, 5 foot 5 inches tall, and has the cutest lisp possible. It was only a slight lisp but you loved it. She had arse length black hair that she always kept in a pony tail, an arse which was neither flat not amazingly round, and a pair of DD cup breasts which seemed to wobble around no matter what she was wearing, even if it was a sports bra. You suspected she did this intentionally though.

You focussed on her a bit and watched as her outfit began to morph and change. It was only a small change, relatively, but good enough none the less. Her dress previously came right up to her neck, but now it was V necked, showing off a nice amount of her cleavage. She would now always want to show her breasts off in one way or another. Her posture might have changed too, you had no way of telling at the moment.

You kept on looking at her for a moment, and did not notice when the ring activated and altered her ever so slightly. Well, her clothing again. This time her dress got tighter, as did her bra. All of her clothing shrunk slightly, her bra now D cup, causing her breasts to overflow beautifully. It just helped to accentuate each and every wobble of her flesh.