Yourselves

“Holy shit” Rebecca said. She looked down at her white button up blouse. Her breasts had gone.

“Um” you said, looking down at your own shirt and seeing two perfectly globed 30F cup breasts sitting beneath it.

“I think we swapped tits.” Rebecca said

“No shit” you replied, “This is weird.”

“Youre telling me” she said, walking over to the mirror and admiring herself. She had always wanted smaller breasts, though being completely flat chested with a mans breasts is not exactly what she wished for. She now looked incredibly thin, though in your mind she was a little less attractive.

You followed her over to the mirror, wobbling as you did so. Your new centre of gravity being something you werent used to just yet.

You looked at yourself, and coudlnt resist but grope yourself. You let out an involuntary moan, just a small one, as you felt how sensitive they actually were.

“Oi, stop it” Rebecca said, “Theyre still mine. In fact, I think I’ll take them back now” she said. You didnt respond to her, you just turned side on and looked at yourself. Two breasts sitting there, it was such a weird sensation. Your mind started to hurt thinking about it.

“Come on, touch the remote then” Rebecca said, holding the remote out. You held out a hand to touch it as Rebecca aimed it at herself and yourself and fired.