Nel went to sleep, the warm feeling making her drowsy. She was out of it, unaware of what was happening to her. She slept for a solid two hours. In that time, her breasts were swelling and swelling. By the time they were done growing, each one was the size of a ripe strawberry (pretty big on a 4-inch-tall Pixie). Each one popped out of Nel's dress like a cork from a bottle, and they were very warm, and very heavy. Nel started to sweat, and woke up. As she picked herself up, she felt a pain in her chest, and a great weight. When she put her hands to either side, she felt something that wasn't supposed to be there, as far as she knew. She looked down, and to her shock, discovered her new front porch.
Nel: *jumping to her feet* Yow! Where did these chest-pillows come from? Why, they're just about as big as strawberries! Boy, what a break!
Someone knocked on her door, and Nel jumped. She flew, to the best of her ability, behind her couch. She pulled her head up just enough to show her head and arms, but hide her new boobs.
Nel: Who is it?
???: It's Clare, just visiting!
Nel: Oh, Clare, good! Come in, will you please?
Clare: Sure.
Her friend came in, and looked down on her. Nel smiled and waved. Clare looked confused.
Clare: Nel, why are you just kneeling down behind the couch?
Nel giggled a bit, and was about to explain, until Nel's new boobs knocked the couch out of the way. Clare was flabbergasted. She opened her mouth to speak...