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Brendan sees the outlines of their chests fade and asks "Did it work?" Amy lifts her shirt and they all see her once very perky B cups now, a bit more droopy. Allison feels her chest up and shrugs "Guess we wait to see if we swell up. Wait did anyone tell Claire I'm okay?" Amy runs to the other room and grabs her phone. "Now I did." she shouts. "I just told her your phone died after you got sucked into a project and that we are making you take a break." Amy says walking back into the bedroom. "Yeah. It's not the first time that's happened. I think it's why I got hired." Allison admits. "While we wait, you two want to help me?" Allison asks. The couple agree and head out to the living room.

After several hours of work, mostly Allison teaching them what to do, Allison brushes her breast while lifting something. "Oh.... okay. Wow. That was uncomfortable. My boobs are tender." Allison says. Brendan grabs his. "Yeah. Wow. See what you mean." Amy says "Guess it worked. You no longer fill up uncontrollably." Allison hugs Amy then Brendan. "Thank you, both of you. But I think I might end up leaking. Remember when you guys came over?" "Maternity bras? Would those work?" Amy asks. Allison thinks for a bit. "Maybe, it should help with any public showings. I'll make some after this prototype. By the way, Brendan can you try this on?" Allison asks. Brendan nods, strips and slips into the dance costume. He shifts to match the measurements. Allison and Amy put the last few pins in and they help Brendan out of the costume. Brendan picks up the dress from before and then sets it back down. He then tries to do splits, successfully. "Wanted to see if I could." he says standing back up. He gets dressed and shifts back into Allison fully. "Hey they aren't sore anymore." He says. "Lucky." Allison says. As they are about to order dinner, Amy points to Allison's chest. "Hey you are leaking." They all look and Allison has two small wet spots surrounding her nipples. "Great." she mutters. As Allison starts to head to the bathroom, Amy says "Want my help this time?" Allison stops and turns. Brendan says "Only fair." Allison shocked says "I was planning on milking myself but.... I... no. I'll do it myself. Maybe in the future." Brendan and Amy sit and wait. About 10 minutes later, they hear a toilet flush. Allison comes out somewhat red "So, I have a plan for my workday." "Hey that's great." Amy and Brendan say. "Glad we didn't make you a hermit." Allison giggles and they order food. Brendan is sure to hide when the delivery guy shows up. They eat and Amy and Brendan leave a few minutes later to get ready for work.