Giver her H-cups

You mentally flick away the little angel on your one shoulder and submit to the devil on the other. If Sadie had huge tits, she'd probably be easier to discourage with her Track stuff.

Thanks to your handy little notebook scraps, it's easy enough to write Sadie's name on it without her noticing. Lucky for you she seems pretty enamored with her cellphone game. B Natural appears in red ink and you know the rest. You cross out the new text and write H Natural instead. The old size fades out and the new size turns red.

It worked.

You look for the first hint of red and stuff the scrap in your pocket. She fidgets in place, swinging her legs off the couch and onto the floor. It gives you a nice look at the show.

Something weird happens. Her clothing changes before your eyes. Her sleeveless shirt morphs into a long turtleneck, loose and unflattering. She stoops over, intently focused on her cell phone, hiding any hope of seeing change. But that's the thing... there is no change.

The sweater blocks any view of seeing her breasts and you don't see any movement under the new top.

You consider fishing the notebook scrap out of your pocket to check, but you know better. It definitely worked, there's just some other reason.