You began to realise the full extent of you power. You began testing your bodies reactions with the mirror to see if this is really true. You moved you hand around. The relfection of Patricia followed. You poked out your tongue. The reflection dide the same. You decided to confirm this once and for all. You moved your hands down to your new 'breasts'. You squeezed them and could feel the reaction in reality. They felt so soft and sensitive to touch as you grabbed a handfull of each. "I can't believe it worked". You say in amazment with Patricia's voice. "I've finnally gone one better than those stupid chavs". You grinned as you decided you wanted to see more of this body.
You began to make your way to the locker rooms at the gym. It should be empty now as the other students were more than likely out doing P.E. on the playing fields. As you walked, you notcied you hips swinging more fluently from side to side. The summer breaze whiped gracefully up your school skirt as you went outside. You breasts also jiggled underneath your shirt, which clung tight to the two large gems. As you enetered the gym, you took your usual left and was about to enter the changing room whe you realised something; you were going in the boys changing room. You quickly changed course and headed to the girls changing room. As you open the door you felt a strange sense of achievment. The girls changing room was much more clean and tidy than the boys one.
You made your way into the bathrooms and locked the door for a bit of privacy. Your new slim hands began to survey your body, examiming your curves all over your new found body. The hands moved their way up your stomach to your breasts. You squeezed them tight, feeling their softness. You had to get more. You unhooked your bra underneath you shirt and took it out. You then lifted up your shirt and tied it to show of your glorious new breasts. They were large, smooth and round, the nipples stiffening as you tickled them. You sat on the sink as you continued to fondle, kicking off your shoes in the process. Her feet were painted like her hands. "Damm, this is one sexy tight body right here". You said to yorself, comforting your candy ass on the sink in the process.
You then got a cheeky idea. You began to run your breasts under the cold water from the tap and lathered up some soap to rub over them. This made the breasts look incredibaly smooth and sexy to touch. You nipples were rock hard now from the cold. "hehe, nice tits baby". You giggled, amusing yourself. You were having so much fun, more than you could remember in a long time. Your wet hands then ran down the waistline and into your skirt.
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