The Late Teens (College) Girls

You walk over to the two girls coming out of the ice cream shop, one a blonde and one Asian. They're both wearing Pepperdine University sweatshirts, and after a brief conversation, you find out that they're students at that nearby college, and they're also roommates.

It takes only a suggestion from you to get an invitation back to their dorm room. You even offer to drive them the short distance. Chatting in the car, you find out that Diana, the Asian, is from Seattle (but her grandparents were born in China), while Lori, the blonde, is from Los Angeles, and a Valley girl through and through.

"We're kind of opposites," Diana tells you.

"Yeah, like I like to party," says Lori.

"Hey, I like parties!" Diana insists. "Just not on a Tuesday night, when I should be studying."

Lori sticks her tongue out at her roommate.

You park in a "faculty permit only" space next to the girls' dorm, grab a scrap of paper out of your glove compartment, and scribble "This car is parked legally" on it. You leave the note under a windshield wiper, face up, hoping that any campus cop who happens by will read that note before writing a ticket.

The girls take you up to their dorm room, which turns out to be fairly small and nondescript. You sit down in one of the desk chairs and say, "First, girls, you want to show me what you look like without those sweatshirts on."

They take them off quickly. Lori reveals that she's wearing a lacy black bra that shows off her nicely sized breasts, but Diana has a blue T-shirt on under hers.

"Diana, you want to take that shirt off, too," you say.

She has an "oh, of course, duh" expression on her face as she removes the shirt and tosses it onto her bed. Her bra is plain and flesh-colored and it appears to be concealing little more than bug bites. You're disappointed to see that, since you do like at least a bit of tit flesh on girls, and Diana does have a very pretty face, and you've never been with an Asian girl before.

If only you had the power to give Diana a bigger chest, but you only asked the genie for the power to change your own size, shape, features, and functions. Of course, that did seem to be very wide-ranging, in that you were able to give yourself a second tongue, and --

The idea hits you. You think about adding a new "feature" to your body, namely, that any girl who touches you will have her breasts become D -- no, DD cups.

You hold out your hand and say, "Diana, you want to touch me briefly."

You think you see the briefest flash of confusion cross her face, but then she lightly taps your hand with hers.

You stare at her chest.