Tits

“I think I need some tits to match” Jemma says after a moments silence.

This was something she would have never said before you did the pervert change to her last night, she would never have even used the word tits to be honest. Even less so, she wouldn’t have cupped her breasts and pushed them up slightly to emphasise.

“Dont get me wrong” she continued, “these are quite nice, its just they’re a tad too small. I want... I want Denas tits. How big are they?”

“Theyre a D cup” you said, “And now they will become your size, and you will become a D cup.”

You watched as Jemma looked like she took in a deep breath, pushing her breasts out. Only she wasn’t pushing them out or breathing in, they were just growing. It may have only been a cup size change but they looked so good on Jemma. Each step she was taking made them jiggle and bounce, they were not as firm and perky as her original tits, now sitting on Denas chest. Dena still looked better than original, with her still larger breasts, but it was a shame she lost her D cups.

Your attention switched back to Jemma who was cupping her breeasts.

“These are perfect” she said, “I love them. A bit heavy but I’m sure I’ll get used to them in no time at all. What do you think David? Am I perfect now or what?”

You just stared at her, “I like you” you said, “you look perfect.”

“Thank you dear” she said, hugging your arm, “I think I am content with my changes for the moment. Its your turn.”

You gulped

“Dont worry” she said, “but when I am finished with you, you are going to be a se bomb.”