It partially restores your size...while making you magnetized to Stacy and Lacy!?

As the mist washes over you, you feel another tingling sensation, but you feel yourself growing this time. This is it! You actually found the antidote, and now you're finally getting your size back! Soon you'll be done with this horrible wrestling league forever...at least, that's what you were thinking up until your growth spurt stops a few seconds later. "Huh!?" With the tingling going away as quickly as it came, you look yourself over and realize you've only grown back to about a foot so far, but you were expecting so much more.

As you wonder why the supposed antidote didn't work as well as you'd hoped, the girls take notice of your increased size. "Yippee! Tommy got his size back. It was the antidote after all," Stacy sings as she excitedly claps her hands and jumps in place, making her tremendous tits bounce in her tight top. Clearly she's very happy to have finally made up for her earlier blunders, accidentally squishing and shrinking you, by finding your antidote for you, too happy to even notice it's barely worked on you."

"Yeah, good job, Stace. Not a bad find," Lacy says impressed while leaning in slightly to get a better look at the spray's effect on you, purposely doing so at an angle to proudly show off her breasts, which are still massive compared to you. "Gotta say, though: for something that's supposed to be his antidote, it, like, didn't do much. He could still get squished beneath us big, pretty girls if he's not careful." Further rubbing in the demeaning size difference between the two of you, Lacy squeezes her breasts between her arms, making them swell above you, and gives you a wink. You sigh and roll your eyes. You hate to admit it, but Lacy's right, though she doesn't have to be such an attention-hog about this. It's like she thinks you can't take her eyes off her, or something, even though you've got way more important things to worry about right now. Refusing to further indulge Lacy's ego any further, you try to turn away from her so you can ponder why the antidote didn't work, but, for some reason, it takes a little more effort to do so than you expected, as if something's compelling you to focus on her (all her teasing isn't finally getting to you, is it?).

As you finally **** yourself to look the other way from Lacy, Stacy finally registers her friend's comment and kneels down to get a closer look, bringing her giant breasts into view as they rest on the desk in front of you. "Huh, you're right. He didn't grow much at all. I wonder why."

"That's exactly what I'm trying to figure out," you say up to her as you try to think, though it's hard to think about much else other than Stacy's massive breasts sitting directly in front of you. You already knew they're big, especially at your size, but , like with Lacy, something about them really seems to be attracting your attention all of a sudden, pulling in your gaze. If you didn't know any better, you'd almost say it's happening on a physical level, but, before you can dwell on the thought any further, Stacy perks up with an idea.

"Ooh! Ooh! What if I sprayed you again? Maybe you'll get even bigger," she chirps before grabbing the bottle again and standing back up. That seems reasonable, you think, but, before you can give Stacy the go ahead, you're suddenly lifted into the air by a powerful, unseen ****, one that sends you flying towards Stacy! With no control over your body, you make a beeline for the front of Stacy's bosom and collide with it face first.

The impact is enough to make her breasts jiggle a little, but you remain pressed against them by that same invisible ****, as if you're glued to them. Stacy gives a small squeak of surprise from the sudden movement but smiles when she sees you adorably pressed against her. From her perspective, it looks like you're hugging her, and she assumes you're just showing her some well-deserved gratitude for all her help. "Aw, looks like someone's excited to be getting his size back. You're welcome, little guy," Stacy says as she affectionately wraps her arms around you to return the hug, pressing you further against her. You wince as you feel your erection press against her breasts, her tight shirt doing nothing to hide their softness and warmth.

Lacy rolls her eyes as she approaches. "If you ask me, he just got too pent up after spending so much time with so many pretty cheerleaders. He probably lost control and jumped at the nearest pair of tits he could reach, the hungry little horn dog," she says with a wry smirk.

"That works too," Stacy says with a giggle. For a few more moments she playfully bounces her breasts, enjoying the feeling of you pressed against them. Finally, she says, "Ok, Tommy, enough hugging. We've got to get you your size back, pronto, before Touko gets back." Stacy puts her hands down and pauses, expecting you to get off her on your own, but, try as you may, you can't get loose. You try and squirm free from Stacy's breasts, but you can hardly move, let alone get off her. Whatever this invisible **** is, it's left you completely stuck against her. Stacy giggles when she sees that you've hardly made any effort (from her perspective) to get off. "I'm glad you're having fun, cutie, but, seriously, we gotta hurry up and do this before we get caught." Stacy reaches up and grabs you, expecting to pull you off easily, but she quickly realizes something's keeping you stuck to her. "Huh?" After a couple of weak attempts, she notices you won't budge. On her third attempt, she tries with a little more effort, managing to pull you off her breast by a few inches, but you barely have time to let out a gasp of air before you slip through Stacy's delicate fingers and rocket back to her breast again, your cock jabbing against her soft flesh and making you wince again. "What the...?"

As Stacy processes what's happening, Lacy tries to goad you two along. "Hurry up you lovebirds! We gotta get this over with before boss lady shows up."

"I'm trying, but it's like he's stuck, or something," Stacy says, utterly confused.

"Ugh, here, let me try." Lacy roughly grabs you and tries to hastily pull you off, but she quickly sees the same trouble Stacy was having. "Woah...weird," she says after a few attempts.Whatever's happening, it looks like you're not getting off Stacy. "Ok then, how about...THIS?" With a grunt, Lacy, mustering more strength than usual, manages to pull you completely off Stacy's breast.

Finally free, you take a few gasps of air as you recover in Lacy's hand, the invisible **** fully dissipated now. "Thanks, Lacy," you eventually say.

"Geez, like, what WAS that," the redhead asks.

"I-I don't know," you answer, still reeling a little as Lacy pulls you in towards her. "That's never happened before."

"Well, whatever. We'll worry about that later," Lacy says as she looks back at Stacy. "Let's get this guy big again before we get busted." As she speaks, Lacy mindlessly pulls you closer towards her own chest, and you feel that familiar sensation returning. Before you can say anything, you're suddenly flung against Lacy's giant breast, which both girls notice.

"Oh no, not again," Stacy groans, still unsure of what's going on. Lacy, however, can't help but give a smug smirk when she realizes where you all, despite all that's happening. Despite how you ignored her and her sexy outfit earlier, Lacy can't help but notice how you keep finding your way back to her breasts, which she finds verrrrry interesting. From her perspective, you clearly like her more than you've let on.

"Well, well," she says smugly, crossing her arms beneath her massive chest and hefting it against you. "Looks like someone knows a better pair of tits when he sees them, and he clearly can't get enough of them." Ignoring the strange way you've been acting, as well as the short timetable you're all on, Lacy takes a few moments to teasingly bounce her chest against you, loving how she has all your attention.

Stacy gives a contemplative look as Lacy toys with you. "I don't think that's it, Lace. Call me crazy, but I think it might have something to do with the spray we used. Maybe this is some sort of weird side-effect. But what is it exactly?"

Too busy having her fun with you, Lacy hardly pays attention to what Stacy said. Not even looking up from the hilarious sight of you bouncing against her massive breasts, Lacy says "I dunno. Where'd you find the bottle? Maybe there's, like, a note from Touko explaining what it is, and junk."

"Great idea," she says before bouncing back to the shelf where she found the bottle. After a close inspection, Stacy finds a small note card with information on the bottle written on it. “Ooh! I found a note,” she announces to Lacy before reading it. It’s filled with a bunch of head-scratching, science-y words, but Stacy manages to make out at least a handful of the words, including one that’s used over and over again: “magnetism.”

“What’s it say,” Lacy calls out with partial interest, still focused on playing with you with her jiggly melons.

“Uh, I’m not entirely sure,” Stacy answers. “If I’m reading this right, it looks like that spray is some tweaked version of the antidote. It makes him grow back, but only a little. And there’s something else…”

“What?”

“Apparently, the spray covered him in some sort of weird, transparent substance, a ‘ferrofluid’ (?), l that makes him magnetic.”

Getting curious, Lacy finally looks up at Stacy, pausing her playing for a moment. “Ok, so he’s magnetic, but why’s that make him stick to us? We’re not metal.

Stacy takes a moment to keep reading, then says, “It looks like the stuff is only attracted to the fluid in another bottle paired with it, making Tommy magnetized to anything covered in it.”

“...You mean the fluid in this bottle over here, the one we sprayed ourselves with?” Stacy turns to see Lacy gesturing to the bottle in question, which sits nearby the one she sprayed you with.

Realizing what happened, Stacy gives a meek “oops…,” embarrassed by her latest blunder.

Wonderful. So not only are you still small, but now you’re magnetically attracted to Lacy and Stacy, with absolutely no control over it! Still stuck to Lacy, you manage to turn your head just enough from her breast to voice your frustration. “Aggggh, Stacy! I can’t believe this!”

“Ah, ImsorryImsorryImsorry! I can fix this,” Stacy says frantically while waving her arms and returning to you. Lacy, meanwhile, finds this extremely amusing and starts to laugh, making her breasts jiggle against you again. **** for some sort of win, Stacy quickly grabs the bottle she sprayed you with and says, “B-but, hey! At least I found something that’ll help you grow back. M-maybe we could keep spraying you with this to get you bigger again. Sure, you might still be attracted to me and Lacy, but at least you’ll eventually get your full size again.”

Lacy makes another of her ‘helpful’ contributions. “Pfft, like he needs any fancy-schmancy science to be attracted to us, especially me.” She takes a finger and presses it against your back, enjoying the feeling of your erection poking back at her as she relishes how much you’re clearly pining for her.

Ignoring Lacy, Stacy holds the spray up to you and says, “Just hold still for a sec, Tommy. You’ll be big again before you know it.”

“Wait, no! Don’t spray me again, whatever you do,” you yell back at Stacy, stopping her in her tracks. You appreciate her eagerness to help you, but you don’t want to risk letting her dig you any deeper into this hole you’re already in. “We don’t know what another spritz of that stuff will do to me exactly,” you explain. “If it’ll get me more of my size back, it might boost the magnetism while it’s at it. I’d be fully stuck to Lacy until we can figure out how to get this stuff off me...if we can figure out how to get this stuff off me.”

“Oh, don’t act like you’re not loving every second of this, being stuck to an awesome pair of tits,” Lacy teases before poking your crotch against her a few more times, letting her know exactly how you feel about this.

You grunt in frustration at Lacy’s incessant teasing. Do either of these girls even appreciate what’s at stake right now? “Look, let’s just try and figure out another way to fix this, WITHOUT subjecting me to another of Touko’s crazy experiments.”