Make her even bigger. J-cups.

You fish out a second notebook scrap and write her name again. H Natural shows up in red ink next to it. You scribble a J next to it and watch the paper this time. The red bleeds into the new letter and you glanced up at Sadie. This time, she's looking at you.

She tilts her head to one side. "What's up?"

"Nothing..." You pocket the scrap of paper, keeping calm. Something stirs behind her turtleneck and you understand completely now. There's no hiding those sweater puppies now. Without a second thought, you step forward, giving her a little goose on the chest. "Why the hell would you hide such great tits?"

She stares up at you wide-eyed, torn between anger and confusion. "I- I..."

You sigh. "Don't try and deny it. It's obvious. You did a shit job taping them back. If you want to have some chance of keeping it a secret, follow me. My friend has a room you can use to change."

"S-so... you know?"

"Look. Did I stutter?" You groan and lean close enough to whisper. "The way I see it, those babies are gonna flop out of your top soon-- in the middle of a frat party."

Sadie looks away blushing. "Maybe you're right... they keep falling out of place."

You find your 'connection' in the crowd and get his attention. He gives you a thumbs up. So that means the room is unlocked. "Come on, it's not far."

You don't bother turning around to check she's following. You hear her hurried footsteps loud and clear. You do take a little sigh of relief, you can hardly believe you pulled that off. Somethings weird about Sadie though, as far as you know, the notebook should just change her and make her a new size.

For some reason, she seems uncomfortable and inexperienced with being busty. It's almost like she just got them. But that's impossible.

You walk up the stairs and head down the hall-- but you get a bad feeling. Sadie's footsteps speed up. She's rushing you...

You step out of the way just in time and she stumbles forward onto the floor, barely managing to catch her fall. You narrow your eyes down at her, realizing she'd just tried something stupid-- she just tried to grab you... punch you... or something.

"Not smart," you say. "Here I'm trying to help you and you try and take me out?"

Sadie turns over, her breasts snapped free from the motion and wobble against her sweater. J-cups. Just as advertised-- but they look odd on her body, much too full and pert to be natural. She finds her words, but makes no attempt to cover herself. "Help me? You were trying to **** me!"

"Why would I do that?"

Sadie blinks up at you. "You mean... you..."

"I just met you. Is it a big deal that you have big tits? You afraid your Track coach will figure it out?"

She bit her lip.

It hits you all at once. So much so you say it out loud. "Your breasts... grew?"

Sadie's eyes go wide and from the look, you know you hit the nail on the head. You wrote J-cup Natural in the notebook, but somehow she's aware of the change. "Interesting."

"B-boobs don't just grow randomly. You must have had too much to drink."

You wonder about that...