Yes, unchanged.

Stepping on the bus Eve put on her headphones, using her old-fashioned walkman to play some of her favourite tunes using a casette tape. In the world of smart phones and the internet this was obviously inefficient, but enjoyment to her didn't lie in taking the easy way, even if it meant people often made fun of her for it. With her drawpad on her lap she starts a quick sketch, something that has made her miss her stop several times before. Especially when she can't hear anything but her music. This time however she felt a little distracted, there were two women in the two seats right in front of her who couldn't seem to stop giggling at something on their phone. Their gesturing and bouncing up and down was enough to make it difficult to focus. Wearing nothing but tank tops that barely went above their nipples, the strangers cleavage was fully on display. Two pairs of what must have been augmented tits, judging by their size, jiggling as the girls bounced hysterically. What on earth could be this funny this early on a monday morning? These women clearly belonged in the sorority with the way they were acting...

As the bus pulls into the university Eve stands up, getting ready to disembark, when the two strangers seem to finally pay attention to her instead of their phones. They smile at Eve and seem to wave their smartphones in her face, saying something she cannot pick-up on thanks to her music. Having slung her woven felt bag over her shoulder, Eve simply ignored them, but not before getting a brief glance at whatever it was they were showing. All she could pick up on before she turned away, was what looked like some bimbo looking cheerleader, dancing. With a scoff, she walked off the bus, not surprised in the slightest at what sort of content had those types of girls in such a laughing fit. Now even more annoyed, Eve strode at a surprisingly fast pace towards her classroom, entering it with a couple minutes to spare. Looking around she notices her friend Miriam in their usual spot, in the front row at the opposite end to the entrance of the lecture hall.

With a smile, Miriam, a caucasian woman of a tall and lanky build, waved casually at Eve. Her classroom friend was a bit of an alt girl, which was partly why they got along so well. Red dyed hair cut short, a septum piercing and a couple tattoos. Dressed in some tight jeans and a red checkered flannel shirt, Miriam played into many of the lesbian stereotypes. Eve had made it perfectly clear though that she was not interested in Miriam in that way. She admitted to being a bit bicurious, but it was something she wanted to explore on her own and not with a friend she had made at uni. Sitting down Eve hastily brought up her laptop and her drawpad, drawing her attention to the presentation on the large projected screen behind the professor.
- Not even gonna say hi back?
Eve look confused as she turned to face Miriam. Hastily she blurted out a response.

- Sorry. Got barely any sleep last night...

- Yeah you look like shit.

- Thanks...
- Don't mention it.

Eve turned her attention back to the screen as their professor took the stand and welcomed everyone, beginning the lecture. After an hour of trying her best to focus on the cultural significance of Dadaism in terms of modern art, Eve was relieved when the professor called for a 15 minute break. With a sigh she relaxed back in her chair and closed her eyes, feeling as if she could fall asleep at any moment.

- That tired huh? I'm surprised you didn't pass out already. I'm just gonna take a quick bathroom break, want me to grab you a coffee on the way back?
Eve simply nodded. She could definetely use some caffeine in her system.
- Please. I'll owe you one.
- You said that last time Eve.
Miriam teased as she didn't sound annoyed at all. Hearing her friend walk away Eve felt herself relaxing, fading into a quick nap. Before she knows it a sudden vibration jolts her awake as Miriam plants a cup of coffe on the small classroom table.
- Here you go!
Eve opened her eyes slowly, feeling kind of groggy, with a smile she saw-...Miriam?
As her eyes adjusted to the light in her sleepy state she saw the familiar face of her friend, smiling at her. What was not familiar however was how Miriam had a pair of huge tits spilling out of her flannel shirt. Two buttons in the middle had been broken, to accommodate an impressive cleavage of what must have been at least a pair of E-cup breasts staring right at Eve. Rubbing her eyes the artist wondered if she was still asleep. Only to be awoken by Miriam giggling as she sat down next to her once more.
- Geez. Staring at my tits like that. You sure you're not a lesbo?

Eve blinked, she had no idea what to do or say. She looked Miriam up and down, noticing how her friend seemed to look a lot less lanky and softer in general.
- What the fuck Miriam? You're...huge...you were an a-cup before!
- Uhm...are you alright? You really must have not gotten enough sleep huh. I've always been stacked. You know that.
- No! This isn't...what is going on?!

Eve sounded frantic and was now loud enough to make others in the class look their way. The professor had walked up and was about to restart the lecture, looking down at the two from the podium.
- Can I start? Or are you two going to keep talking so the rest of us can hear?
Eve looked up, stunned. This defied the laws of nature. This had to be a prank? Some sort of weird way for Miriam to tease her for her bicuriosity? Right? Swallowing Eve piped down, nodding with a defeated...
- Sorry...
...towards the professor.

When the lecture ended Eve walked out of the classroom together with Miriam, heading towards the cafeteria to grab lunch like they usually do. The walk there had been unusually quiet and awkward. Eventually sitting down Eve looked up from her tray straight at Miriam, who was busy eating.
- Okay...whoever put you up to this...
Miriam looked up from her food, looking a little confused.
- Hmmm? Put me up to what?
- This!
Eve gestured towards Miriams chest.
- My tits? Why are you suddenly so interested in them today? Last time I asked you said you weren't sure if you were into girls or not.
- I...I know-....but that isn't important! Are they fake? Are you pulling some sort of practical joke on me?
- Eve. Please. My tits are fully natural.
Miriam leaned forwards and squeezed her arms together to prop up her breasts, letting go to make them fall down, jiggling. Eve looked upon in horror. Everything about them looked and acted real. This didn't make any sense.
- I-...wha-...okay. Can you walk me through everything that happened after you exited the classroom during the break?
- Eve...what is wrong with you? Are you feeling sick is that why-...
- Please just do it! I need to know!
- Okay....geez. Remind me not to mess with you when you've not gotten enough sleep....
Miriam leaned back on the bench, putting down her cutlery on her tray.
- So. I left the classroom, and walked into the ladies room. I took a piss. Left. Grabbed a coffee from the vending machine and walked back to the lecture.
- And nothing weird happened?
- Weird? What do you mean by...weird?
- Like...to explain-...why your tits are so big!
- You're not making any sense Eve...I've always been stacked.

What the fuck was going on. Had someone drugged Miriam? Was there really some sort of supernatural powers in play here? This was surreal. Part of Eve still felt as if she was asleep in her bed, having a bad drema.
- Okay okay...start from the beginning again. But don't skip out on any details. Please. Especially if they're out of the ordinary.
- You're being kinda creepy Eve. But fine. I looked down at you falling asleep in the lecture hall. I walked outside into the corridoor, turned a left towards the toilets. I opened the door and headed into one of the stalls and took down my jeans and panties. I sat down and took a piss. Happy? I can't believe you want to know all of these details about my bathroom visit....
- ...And then what?
- I finished up and wiped myself dry with toilet paper, flushed and head outside to wash my hands. Then I head outside and grabbed a coffee and went back to you.
- Woah woah...slow down. You're skipping along again. After you washed your hands, nothing weird happened?
- There is that word again, weird. What do you mean by weird?

- Like...out of the ordinary!
Miriam pondered this question.
- I mean...I suppose it was a bit strange when Mark entered the womens bathroom to take a piss.
- Mark? The Mark? The guy who's been creeping on you all semester?

- Yeah.

- That doesn't strike you as weird?

- I guess a little.

- And then what happened?
- Well I was sort of annoyed at first. I think I called him a rude name. But then he took up his phone and showed me this cool video on it and apologized for being a creep.
- Cool video?

- Yeah. Was some really funny cheer routine. Never seen anything quite like it honestly. But i'm glad he showed it to me.
- And that is when your tits grew?
- What? Why do you keep going on about that? My tits were always this size Eve.

Eve couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was starting to freak out. Had Mark drugged her? What was going on?
- I...okay. And after showing you this video? Then what?
- I gave him a quick tug in the restroom. Had to be quick about it after all.
- You what? You gave him a handjob?!
- Yeah. Would have used my tits honestly, but didn't want cum on them so soon before class. Would have been late, you know?
- Miriam! Are you listening to yourself! You're a lesbian! That is why you rejected that creep in the first place! Now you're telling me you gave him a-...a handjob?!

- Well. It was the least I could do. Considering I didn't have the time to use my breasts.
- You've been drugged...or something...we have to get you to a hospital, or a police station. Now.

- Why are you being such a pain in the ass today Eve? Get off my back. Let a titslut do her thing.

- T-titslut?

Miriam nodded.
- Yeah.
- Are you listening to yourself?
- Yes. I'm a titslut. Do you have a problem with that?
- I can't...I need to...

Eve felt on the verge of tears at this point. She stood up, having barely touched her lunch as she simply walked away. She couldn't deal with this right now. Walking towards the bus stop she wasn't even considering staying for her afternoon lecture. She needed to be alone. Now. Miriam watched as Eve stood up and walked away. She had never seen her friend this upset, especially at her. It annoyed her greatly. Especially since Miriam had done nothing wrong. All she did was share her bathroom story which for some reason had upset Eve. Maybe she was simply jealous. Yeah. That was probably it...

Miriam looked over at someone sitting to her left at the long-table. The stranger had clearly heard most of their conversation and looked shocked.

- Gurl. You're kinda nasty. One cheesy video from some dude and you're all up in his shit like that? No wonder your friend walked off like that.
Miriam grabbed her phone out of her pocket. She was tired of being judged like this as she quickly navigated to her messaging conversation with Mark. She clicked on a link to the memetic video, smiling as she notices the bimbo woman on the screen beginning her cheer routine. She holds up the phone a she faces the stranger, letting her eyes focus straight on the screen.
- Easy for you to say. Have you seen the video? Here. Don't tell me you don't get it~