Maria wakes up

Maria slowly opened her eyes. It was light outside now. She turned to her alarm clock—7:42AM. Her roommate was nowhere to be found. She stared at the ceiling, trying to remember. She had blacked out for a long time. Before that, a bunch of weird images and a strange feeling of weightlessness on her chest. And before that…

Maria bolted upright. The dream—Cassie’s dream! Her eyes shot down to her chest. Everything looked to be just as it should be, and she remembered to breathe. When she cupped her breasts for reassurance, however, she felt something odd. It didn’t even register at first. Her nightshirt was quickly tossed aside, and she stared at her deep blue bra in puzzlement. When had she started wearing a bra to bed?

Her fingers deftly undid the front clasp, and she pulled the cups away from her. Two lumps of material fell out.

“What the…ohmigod…ohmigod…” Her voice dropped to a whisper as she stared blankly at the little lumps. They were…were…

Falsies!

And where her breasts were…just two tiny, conical bumps. Were it not for the long nipples, they could have belonged on a middle schooler’s chest. An unfortunate middle schooler. Just like in her dream.

Just like in her dream!

Did the necklace really have that kind of power? Is this why she was supposed to be careful at night? What if Cassie had wished she were dead?!

“Don’t panic,” Maria said to herself. “I’m fine.” She cupped her humiliating under-endowments. “Mostly fine. I can fix this, right?” Her face burned as she felt just how little there was to cup.