John decides he knows enough to include himself in the swaps!

You remain seated on the park bench, trying to ignore the wedgie from your mom's too-tight yoga pants riding up your slender male frame. Glancing around to make sure no one was paying attention to you, you can't help but stare at the various women jogging and walking by, especially the bustier ones.

One jogger in particular makes your eyes bug out. She has to have the biggest tits you've ever seen, even larger than your mom's H-cups! They bounce and jiggle hypnotically in her red sports bra with each stride. Her face is cute too, with short black hair and full lips. But below her tits, her body is toned and athletic.

You glance down at your own flat chest stretching your mom's small white top and bra. A naughty idea forms. What if you had boobs like that jogger? Just for a little while? No one would ever expect scrawny little you to have such massive tits...

Before you can second guess yourself, you raise the Swapinator and take aim at your chest, then at the busty jogger. ZAP!

Instantly, a heavy weight tugs at your shoulders. Your mom’s bra digs into your shoulder then… SNAP the bra clasps break free. But The tight white top continues to stretch obscenely as two gigantic, jiggling breasts swell out from your previously flat chest. Holy shit! These things are bigger than your head!

You can't resist reaching up to cup your new massive mammaries, marveling at their size and softness. Meanwhile, the jogger stumbles, looking down in shock as her chest deflates to flatness, sports bra now sagging uselessly on her athletic frame.

"Wha... what happened to my boobs?!" she cries out, drawing stares and murmurs from other people in the park.

“Oh no! The reality switch wasn’t flipped!” You nearly scream to yourself.

Your cheeks flush as you realize everyone in the park is starting to turn towards you and your sudden new huge tits that are barely contained by the straining top. Shit, you didn't really think this through! What if someone realizes you are the cause of the swap?!?

Panicking a bit, you try to hunch over to hide your prominent chest. But that just makes your giant boobs squish together and threaten to spill out the top! Every movement makes them jiggle and bounce too, sending unfamiliar tingles through your body.

Think, dammit! How can you make people not pay so much attention to you? Your eyes land on an older gentleman sitting on a bench across the path. He seems to be staring rather blatantly at your huge new tits.

An idea strikes you. You recall the Swapinator's ability to swap mental traits. Concentrating on the ogling man, you imagine his lecherous, breast-obsessed mental state. Then you look over at a busty college woman sitting on a nearby bench, seemingly minding her own business.

"Let's swap his pervy infatuation with boobs over to her instead..." you think, taking aim with the Swapinator. ZAP!

The change is subtle but immediate. The man blinks and looks away, acting like he barely noticed you or your giant tits. But the woman... her eyes suddenly glaze over as she stares at her own jiggling chest, transfixed. Her own modest bosom starts to heave as she breathes harder.

Her hands reach up to cup herself. You hear her say “These boobies, they are amazing. And all mine… and all… so sensitive!”

You grin, realizing it worked! Now to really put people's attention elsewhere. Lets see what to do… I… well i guess that does it.

You look over and see the college woman absolutely going to town on herself. She lifted her skirt up with her right hand as she maws at her tits with her left.

“I guess that man was wayyyy more into boobs than i thought….”

Chuckling to yourself, you take the opportunity to slip away unnoticed, clutching your giant, sensitive boobs. You did it! Swapped yourself some huge tits, then redirected attention away by swapping other people's mental states. This Swapinator is the best!

But damn, anyone who knows you will know that you used to not have boobs! You also find walking with these things is a challenge. They're so heavy and the bouncing is distracting as hell. Each step makes them jiggle and sway, sending sparks of pleasure through your body. Your dick is rock hard in the tight yoga pants, straining the fabric.

Luckily your house is just a short walk from the park. You manage to avoid any major incidents, though you do get a few appreciative looks and catcalls from people staring at your tits. If they only knew you were a dude who has actual female tits.

Finally, you make it home, shutting the door behind you and leaning against it. You've never been more grateful for your baggy hoodies and sweatshirts. The first order of business is to get out of your mom’s clothes and find something to contain and conceal these massive tits before your mom or sister see!

But as you head for the stairs, you hear your mom's voice from the kitchen.

"John? Is that you honey? Come here, I need your help with something!"

Uh oh. Your blood runs cold. She can't see you like this! Not with your giant boobs barely contained in her clothes! Think fast, John...

“Coming!” You shout not to arise suspicion. Then you run away to your room. As you run you dont notice any jiggling…. You look down… theyre gone. All you see is your male body in your mom’s clothes. Save for the ruined bra hanging loosely underneath.

You look at the Swapinator and see that the “Time Limit” switch was also on, thank goodness!