Back to real life.

You remove your helmet, still traumatized from the events that unfolded during the play session.

Your chest is burning with pain. You grab your chest to try to ease some of the pain, only to find you have 2 small mounds under your shirt. You squeeze softly to try and figure out what they are. Then it dawn's on you. They feel exactly like what you imagine tits to feel like.

You start to panic and jump out of your seat in a rush. You feel your cage jiggle as you launch up, which is strange considering it was super tight the night before.

"I uhhh have to go." You say panicked as you rush out of the living room and straight to your bedroom.

You barge through the door to your room and lock it behind you. You then rush straight towards the ensuite. You stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself. You notice your hair has grown quite a bit longer.

"Please be wrong. Please be wrong." you utter to yourself.

You swiftly pull your shirt off over your head.

"Fuck... No..." You say sadly as you see what you were hoping to not be true.

You've grown a pair of very small tits.

You raise your arms and grasp them with each hand. Fondling them lightly. They have stopped hurting and are, in fact, quite sensitive to the touch.

*knock* *knock* You're interrupted from your trance by a knock at the door.

You quickly pick up your shirt and throw it back on.

You walk over to the door. "Who is it?" you ask through it.

"It's your favorite gal!~" You hear Jennifer's voice back at you.

"Let me in please~" she continues.