Rest until tomorrow

"Ooh!" She held her breasts as she woke the next morning, enjoying her slightly fuller chest. After the gym session yesterday, she felt a little better about the creature's intrusion into her life.

"Morning."

"JEEZ!" She jumped yet again.

"Don't let me interrupt," he said, gesturing towards her breasts.

"I wasn't... that!"

"Hey, no judging here! I'm glad you're enjoying them! I'm actually here to make them a bit bigger."

"What? No!" She clutched them.

"Well, did you get laid?" He sounded more punitive than sympathetic, unlike yesterday.

"What?"

"Did you have sex?"

"No.."

"Well then," he waved his wrist.

She felt the butterflies forming behind her chest and protested, "Hey! Stop! I can't just ... have sex! I have morals!" She gasped at the pleasure in her breasts and felt them grow in her hands. "Stop!"

"I wish you'd understand, I don't want to do this to you, I really don't. It's a one-way deal, though. I can't just walk away. Think what they'd do to me."

As he spoke, they kept growing.

He frowned thoughtfully, waved his hand again and another round of pleasurable butterflies emerged underneath her. "On your frame those breasts do stand out a bit too much."

Feeling something shift below her, she kept one arm across her breasts and another one squeezing below her. Sure enough, her ass was puffing out, lifting her slightly as she sat on her bed.

"No! Please!"

"Relax, it's just a small boost. It's all to help you get laid. I'm sure Samuel will like it," he said the name in a teasing tone.

She didn't have time to blush in embarrassment while the pleasurable but scary alterations moved across her body. It gently subsided. She looked down at her new busty figure and below to her slightly bigger butt.

"Please, if you want to come out of this resembling yourself, you know what you need to do." He sounded genuinely caring as he spoke.

She sat, wondering what to make of that comment as he disappeared into a small puff.