Heck yeah!

A cheesy, befuddled grin spread over Ron's face as he stared at her breasts. “Big breasts. Nice.”

He clicked on the slider labeled “Breast Size” and watched Bonnie as he slid it up. Her breasts grew gradually, from the full handfuls that had made her popular with the guys to ripe melons. Her bra grew with them as they expanded to bowling ball size. Ron stopped and looked at the slider. It now had her labeled as a G-cup.

“Oh my god!” said Bonnie with a slight squeal. She pulled her cheerleader top completely off and threw it on the floor, then took a heavy breast in each hand. “They're so big! Do you like them like this, Ron!”

Ron's tongue lolled out. “Un huh!”

“Then I love them too! But they are a bit heavy. I've always been the best cheerleader on the team, but flips are going to be super hard now. Could you do something about that, Ronnie-kins?”

In the back of his head a little voice told him that he should correct Bonnie and tell her that Kim was the best cheerleader. The little voice was completely drowned out by the voice yelling, “Boobies! Gazongas! Knockers!” Out loud he said, “I can fix that!” and turned back to the computer. He found the slider for Athletic Ability and turned it up to max.

Bonnie smiled and dropped her huge breasts as she straightened her back slightly. She crouched down, then flipped backwards in place, landing perfectly on her feet. Her boobs bounced wildly as she threw her hands in the air and smiled. “All right! That's perfect!”

Ron just watched the terrific boobs bounce, practically mesmerized.

Bonnie ran to Ron and wrapped her arms around him, pressing her melons into the side of his head. “Oh Ron, this is so great! You can do anything you want with me!”

Bonnie swiveled back and forth, really rubbing his face into her abundant cleavage. Her hip bumped into the desk, causing a large drink from Bueno Nacho to fall into his lap.

“Your pants!” cried Bonnie.

Ron stood up. “Don't worry about it, don't worry about it! They were about to be ruined anyway. I MEAN... uh, nevermind, I can just change.” Ron grabbed a pair of pants off his bed and ran into his bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Bonnie sat down in front of his computer. A bit of an evil scowl returned to her face. “And now, I can do anything I want with you, Ronnie-kins.”