Her precious boobs

You woke me up and I'm waiting for an offering. You will offer me what you cherish the most.

A little scared, Laura wanted to close the box, but her hands felt as if they were paralyzed. Suddenly she felt the metal heat up and a strange vibration spread throughout her body. She was about to warn her friends that something was wrong when she suddenly felt more room in her cleavage. She looked down and held her breath.

She knew she was particularly well off regarding her breasts and that her plunging neckline was only attracting more attention. She had always been proud of her boobs and the interest other people had for them. Her astonishment was all the greater when he saw her two beloved mammaries shrink before her very eyes. They shrunk to a C cup before she could even speak.

-Something is happening to me! Help me!

Everyone turned around and saw Laura, her hands clenched around the box, a horrified expression on her face, while her boobs had become a modest B cup. They floated so much in her clothes that the neckline slid down her shoulders, revealing her increasingly small breasts.

-Laura, what's happening to you.

-I don't know! It's this box, it's doing something to me!

Her breasts, now an A-cup, shyly protruded from her torso like two mosquito bites, where there still used to be some serious wet dream material a few minutes before. Her face was covered with tears, Laura wanted to hide her tits, aware that everyone was looking at her. After a few seconds, there was nothing left to hide. Laura's nipples diminished in surface, ending in a perfectly flat chest. If someone had taken a close-up picture of Laura's breasts at that very moment, everyone would have thought they were looking at a skinny man's chest.

I accept your offering, my child.

As soon as the voice had echoed in Laura's head, the box closed abruptly, with a snap. Out of her torpor, she let go of the box and looked in horror at what was left of her dream body. Below the waist, her thighs and buttocks were still intact, and her hips seemed to be just waiting to be groped by the first man coming along, but there wasn't much feminine left of her upper body.

-What the hell? gasped John, shocked to see her boobs, which he had fapped so often to, disappearing into nothingness.

-I...that's not possible! I have to fix this. I have to get my boobs back! I have to!

-Laura, wait! Deborah said as she understood what she was getting at.

The breastless woman picked up the box and was about to open it again.

-You're going to give me back what you took from me, or else...

The box opened again. Immediately, the voice echoed in her head again.

You woke me up again. A new offering is required.

-I'm not going to offer you anything, asshole! I want my boobs back !

Foolish mortal, you have no idea who you're talking to.

It was then that Laura felt the unpleasant sensation again.