Zoey sits in front of you, silently looking at you "Well? What are you going to ask twerp?" Her arms are crossed in front of herself.

"Well, would you rather be nice to me, or have a serious case of hereditary Gigantomastia?"

She looks at you weirdly "Is this some weird fetish for you? You are disgusting, but I guess the Gigantomastia, whatever the fuck that is."

As soon as she finishes saying that, you see her tits start to swell up, bigger and bigger.

"What the fuck is happening to me?" She asks, in a panic. "What did you do?"

"Simple, I gave you a choice, and you chose. By giving anyone two choices, and can change reality. It is up to them to pick which one they would rather have." You smirk at her.

"What the fuck? Why do I have two different sets of memories? One being a track star, and now I am remembering being some overdeveloped cow." She says, confused.

"Thats simple, it's because these new memories are the new you, what you lived in this new reality." You explain.

"Speaking of being an 'overdeveloped cow', would you rather be super nice to me, and love me, or have an **** case of Galactorrhea?"

"Fuck you, the second one" She spits out.

Again, you see her breasts swelling. This time, differently. Before this last growth, they were nearly the size of watermelons, now they grow slightly more, but growing more and more taut.

"What the fuck did you do to me this time you freaky fuck?" She almost pleads.

"Simple, you said you were a cow, so I made it so. Now you lactate like crazy, needing to milk all the time, or you swell and start to leak." you laugh.

"So, would you rather be super nice to me, love me, and want to have sex with me, or would you rather be my sex ****?" You ask, getting closer to her.

"FINE! The first one! Just make it stop! I'll do anything!" She pleads with you.

"Anything you say?" You grin "Well, in that case, would you rather that you breast size is the new average, and your milk production of 2 gallons daily be the average for all women, allowing you to still be a track star, or would you rather forget your previous life completely, and live like it never existed?"

"Fuck you." she says

"I plan on doing so next, answer the question." You reply, grabbing her chin, and forcing her to look at you.

She mumbles "The first one, so I still have a chance for the Olympics."

"That's what I thought. Seems like it's not just your tits getting wet. Am I turning you on?" You ask.

"Please fuck me." is all she says.