Strengthening resolve

This time when she woke up the light was streaming in through her window. She sat up and saw Cody still sleeping on the floor. She took the opportunity to pull at her shirt and look down. Her breasts were much bigger, she’d have to go shopping for bras. Well, not at terribly unwelcomed side effects. She’d gone from a AA cup to maybe a B, and she’d always wished for a change like that.

She grabbed her phone and turned the selfie camera on to look at the rest of her body. While it had seemed to her like Cody’s hair was the first part of him to change, her hair was still black and short. Really she looked the same except for her chest. That was fine with her, actually quite a pleasant side effect. Still, now that she knew it was real she’d have to be careful picking her targets. She only had so many shots before the side effects became unmanageable.

Her stomach rumbled. She checked the time, it was well after 9, much later than she normally slept in. She wanted to get up without waking Cody, but as soon as she shifted her weight she saw Cody open his eyes.

“Oh, you’re awake.” Becca said.

“Ya, I just didn’t want to wake you up. Um, so you mentioned some new clothes?”

Even though the bimbo beam had shrunk Cody, he was still too tall for a lot of her clothes. Cody had gone from 6’6” to about 5’10”, but Becca herself was only 5’2”. Cody still refused to wear a dress, but Becca had really only been teasing him anyway. She found a bulky sweater and sweatpants that worked alright. She thought he looked a little ridiculous with the pants being clearly too short, but she didn’t have any other options.

For herself she also picked out a bulky sweater, trying to hide her new assets. She didn’t really have any friends to notice, but just in case she didn’t want people to think she’d gotten implants. She’d try to keep them covered up for a while while she thought about what to do.

With both of them dressed they headed to the cafeteria for breakfast. Cody stuck to her like a lost lamb. Unfortunately for Becca, Cody had forgotten his student ID card at home. The card which was used to access his meal plan. She grumbled as she reluctantly paid for his meal with cash. This **** thing wasn’t really working out. Maybe it was karma biting her back, or maybe she just didn’t really have the stomach for it.

That said she quickly found her resolve to continue after a surprise visit to their table. Cody and Becca had only just sat down to eat when Kennedy spotted them. She walked over to their table with an evil grin on her face, “Oh Becca there you are! I was worried about you after you ran away the other day. Oh and who’s this new girl? You realized you’d never find a man so you got some pussy to lick instead?”

Cody’s face was ashen, he seemed too terrified to reply. Becca rolled her eyes. She can’t believe she was ever attracted to him. She supposed he really didn’t have much going for him besides his body, at least this incident had cured her of a silly crush. “Go away Kennedy.” She finally said.

“Go away? Oh, how harsh. I’m just concerned for you little dyke, that’s all. Cody told me he couldn’t find you for tutoring so I was worried you’d gone and done something stupid,” she shot a glance to Cody, “I guess it was just someone stupid. What’s wrong girl? Can’t speak?”

Cody opened and closed his mouth a few times, but couldn’t seem to find the words to reply.

“Oh, you really can’t speak. Wow, you two freaks have fun.” Kennedy scoffed and walked away.

Cody looked at Kennedy incredulously, “Has she always been like that?”

Becca laughed, “Ya, you really didn’t notice? Well, I guess not always. We were friends once, long ago. But ya, she might have acted sweet when she wanted something from you, but now you get to see how she treats the rest of us.”

Cody shook his head, “Fuck. I’m sorry.”

Becca shrugged, “Well it’s a little late for that. After you went along with her schemes. Actually, you know what? Why am I even helping you? This is too messed up.” Becca left her tray there and stormed off. She really did want to get away from him at that moment, but she also wanted to hurry back to her room and get the bimbo gun. Kennedy definitely needed to be shot.