Go talk to Juan

You step out of your room and walk over to the couch, leaning over the back. Juan glances back at you, his attention still a bit on the TV. "Hey, finally wanna talk about what went on with that hacker you met?"

Finally? How long has it been? "Not much to say, I got there, felt a little weird about it. Decided to leave." Why did I say that? That's not what happened.

"Probably the safer choice. You have any ideas on how to change your body back?"

"Eh, I'm thinking I might just stick with it." What? That's not what I want to do!

"Really?" Juan asked.

"Yeah, if there's no safe way to change back, it's probably better to just accept things. Plus, I get to play with these whenever I want!" You grab your breasts and squeeze them, and you can see Juan's eyes widen as he watches. You smile, leaning closer to him. "Do you wanna give them a feel?"

"Really?" Juan asked.

No! Not really! "Yeah, no reason for me to keep them all to myself, right?" Juan didn't need more prompting than that. He twists around and grabs your breasts through your shirt, squeezing them and kneading them. You moan, and you aren't sure why. It felt okay, but not that amazing.

The hacker had done something, you're sure. He was making you act like some... slut. You need to get out of here, and fast.