Focus on getting to school

Megan found that even getting out of her car was now a difficult maneuver. Half way out of her seat, she jumped when her left breast pushed against the wheel, triggering the horn. Heads spun around from across the parking lot, which did nothing to help with Megan's self consciousness.

When she looked up from the wheel, she was startled by a handsome figure standing at her car door.

"May I help you?" He offered his hand.

This certainly hadn't happened to her in the school parking lot before. She took it, grateful, and climbed to her feet. She thanked him, and pulled her hand away from him, but to her surprise didn't get a response. She looked up at him, expecting him to return her gaze, but, for almost the first time in her life, he was making no effort to disguise the fact he was fixated on her chest.

He snapped awake again when he noticed the dead air, "Oh, right yes." He smiled at her and walked away.

"Megan!" A friendly voice yelled across the lot.

Before she could think about the weird exchange with the fellow student, particularly how she might have to get used to being looked at differently, her best friend had caught up with her.

"You will never believe--," Jenna paused when she saw Megan's huge breasts again, "wow.. I forgot they were so..."

Megan was so grateful to see her one ally that she ignored her comment and pulled her into a tight hug.

Jenna wasn't sure how to handle Megan's new shape, but did her best to comply with the surprise embrace. "So I think I found your marker--," she started.

Megan leant back from the hug and raised her eyebrows, aware that Jenna didn't yet know about the developments of last night.

Jenna, in reply, grabbed Megan's hand and said, "Come with me. You have to see this."