Unnoticed Awkwardness

As Sarah and her friends headed out of site, John returned his attention to Karyn. Then he did a double take. As he looked on, Karyn's breasts visibly pressed tighter against her old shirt, rising and firming as they progressed from her original A cup, up to a full B, then into the high C range before stopping. A lock of blond hair fell across Karyn's improved cleavage, wrapped in a bra which, from what John could determine through her now much tighter shirt, had grown right along with her.

"HehHem," Karyn cleared her throat, prompting John to quickly look up at her face. Previously surrounded by short red hair, it was now framed by a medium length blond mane, slightly curly. "I know I was talking about big tits and blonds, but that was not an invitation for you to stare at my breasts," she said, looking annoyed. "I appreciate your acknowledgment, but there's no need to prove my point by ogling me."

"But, I mean, just now...they grew, I mean," John stuttered.

"Just now? John, I know I've been gone awhile, but come on. You've known me forever, don't tell me you just now noticed that I'm a stacked blond. I didn't even grow any while I was away. C'mon, cut it out, this isn't cool."

'What the hell? Her boobs and hair just grew like 3 sizes and she doesn't even notice? How the hell is this possible?' John thought, at a loss for words.

"You requested these enhancements for your companion," a voice said, coming from nowhere. "Unless you desire otherwise, only you are aware of any changes you make to reality."

"What, that was real?" John said out loud, disbelieving.

"What was real?" Karyn asked, now a little worried. John didn't usually zone out like this, and now he had done it three times in a few minutes and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Ah, that is...uh, nothing, nothing at all. Why don't you just forget about this, yeah, Just leave it be, nothing to worry about," John rambled, thinking furiously that he wanted her to take his statements at face value and let it go.

"Do you wish for her not to notice your lapses resulting form your wishes or communications with this interface?" the voice asked.

'Yes!' John thought fiercely.

Karyn had been asking John what was wrong, but she stopped in mid-sentence, shook her head, and then asked "I'm sorry, what was I talking about again?"

"Nothing important," John replied, now much calmer. "Listen, I have to go take care of some stuff. How about you stop by my place in say a couple hours and we can hang out, maybe watch some TV."

"Sure," Karyn said, pushing off the wall and beginning to move off. "I have a couple things to take care of too. See you in a bit."

John watched Karyn head off, but internally, he had already begun grilling the mysterious voice. He wandered over to a bench, and spent the next 30 minutes wandering around in deep internal dialogue. When he came up for air, he was at his front door, his mind was brimming with possibilities.