Of course they did

Her lab partner was a basically the opposite of Becca in every possible way. In fact if anyone had been hit with a bimbo beam you would think it was Vera and not Becca. Becca had no idea how Vera had been accepted into a science program and didn't have high hopes for her future. As lab partners go...let's just say it's a good thing Becca preferred to work alone anyway.

Still attendance counted for part of your grade so Vera was sitting there when Becca rushed in. Becca had hoped to be able to just get though their experiment today without any comments on her appearance but Vera dashed those hopes immediately. Vera might not know a ketone from an aldehyde but she definitely wasn't blind.

"Like Oh-my-God! Becca! Is that you? Did you dye your hair? Wait, did you get a boob job? Let me see. Take off your sweater!" Vera spoke so quickly Becca didn't even know how to respond.

Her brain must have short circuited because instead of denying anything all she said was, "I can't take off my sweater, I'm not wearing anything underneath." She mentally facepalmed, she's basically just admitted to the boob job.

"Where'd you go? Oh! Was it Dr. Barbour? He's amazing. He did my friend Jessica and wow her tits look so good. Honestly I'm surprised you went there, you had that whole I don't give a fuck vibe, but you look totes hot now."

Becca didn't even know how to respond, her immediately desire was to refute her. Except how else would she explain her chest? Argh, why did she ever use that stupid gun?

"Uh ya. He was great. I just felt like I needed a change, you know." Becca decided leaning in was her only option.

"Oh ya. You get it girl. Loving the hair too. Little secret, I'm not a natural blonde either! Can you believe it?" Vera ran a hand through her hair to emphasize.

"Well it looks great Vera...um, maybe we should start the experiment?" Becca tried changing the subject.

"Oh ya. Good idea Becs." Becca hated when Vera called her Becs, but she'd never actually had the courage to tell her that. Well, she wasn't about to stand up for herself now so she let it slide.

Luckily her faculties all seemed to be present as they worked through the lab together. She'd get over the physical changes eventually as long as she still had her brain.

Eventually it was done. They still had to write up their report, but Becca could do most of the heavy lifting there on her own back in her dorm. She got up to leave but Vera stopped her, "Hey so you're probably going to need some new bras. Not that it's any of my business but you probably aren't using to shopping for support. Go see Ella at Rosa's. She's a friend of mine, tell her I sent you and she can get you a deal. Here, take her card." Vera had pulled out a business card and pressed it into Becca's hand.

Becca stared at it for a moment unsure how to react, but then she smiled. Vera was actually being nice, wasn't she? Not that Vera had ever been mean to her before, maybe just indifferent? No, that wasn't true. Vera had always tried to be nice but Becca was the one who shut down their interactions. "Thanks Vera. I'll go see her, I really appreciate it."

Vera shrugged, "And I appreciate you carrying me in this class," Vera stood up as if to leave, but then she turned back to Becca, "You know...you don't have to do it all yourself. I know I'm not as smart as you, but I'm not entirely useless. Do you want to meet up later to work on it together?"

Vera had definitely offered before, but she'd given up after Becca's repeated refusals. Maybe she senses Becca's new look meant another chance. Maybe it did, Becca suddenly found the idea of doing it together somewhat appealing, "Uh sure. We can do it together."

Vera gave an excited clap, "Perfect! I'll text you. Oh, gotta run or in going to be late. See ya." Vera hurried past her out of the lab.

Becca looked down at the card in her hand. Well, she didn't have another class until 3, maybe she should get this over with. She couldn't hide under this sweater forever.

As she made her way across campus she spotted Cody walking with Kennedy. The two of them had humiliated her but as she reflected on her own changes she wasn't sure if she could really use the bimbo beam on them. Was she really that vindictive?

The she heard Kennedy laugh, it was so fake. The same fake laugh she'd used when Becca had thought she was going on a date with Cody. Without realizing it she had reached into her bag and put her hand on the trigger.

Knowing Kennedy the whole prank had probably been her idea. Quickly, before she came to her senses, she pulled the gun out and aimed it. Since her transformation hadn't included any mental changes she figured Kennedy needed more than one. Click, click, click, click she fired off four shots in quick succession.

Before anyone noticed she pushed the bimbo beam back into her bag and hurried away.