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Becca opened her eyes and noticed how bright her room was. She must have overslept. Groaning, she pushed herself up to sitting and immediately noticed something was wrong. Becca had always dreamt of having a bigger chest, but growing up the boob fairy had decided to skip her. She’d never worn a bra before because her tits were practically non-existent. So imagine her surprise when she felt a weight on her chest and looked down to see two huge breasts bulging out.

“What the fuck…” She said slowly. She pulled her shirt off and looked again. She had boobs. Really big boobs. She rushed to the mirror and saw that wasn’t the only change. Her hair was black when she went to bed last night, but now it was honey blonde. She pulled the waistband of her pants out to verify her bush had changed too. Slowly she touched her chest and she was amazed by how sensitive they felt. She lifted them up and dropped them and watched her tits bounce. She shook her chest back and forth, mesmerized by them, “I have tits. I really have tits.”

By her estimate they must be C or D cups, but she wasn’t really sure. As a straight woman who’d never even bought a bra, it wasn’t exactly her area of expertise. Looking at the rest of her body she was pretty sure she was taller too, her hips were wider and she definitely looked like she was in better shape. Wow, this bimbo beam was amazing.

Wait…bimbo. She didn’t want to be a bimbo. In a panic she ran to her laptop and opened it and started reviewing what she’d written last night. Thankfully it all still made sense to her. She didn’t think she’d lost any intelligence. Well as long as her brain was intact she was pretty happy with her new body. Her only issue would be dealing with other people’s reaction. They might believe she dyed her hair, but how would she explain the rest of her changes?

A glance at her clock made her realize she was going to be late for a lab. “Fuck.” She didn’t have time to deal with this. She threw on a baggy sweater and sweatpants and grabbed her backpack and hurried out the door. She just hoped for once her social isolation would help her out, maybe nobody would even notice the changes.