He looks ahead to see if there was anything interesting, he could modify with his wand. He was little to timid to try to modify his friends yet and decided he could test it out on random people within the coffee shop. As he looked forward in the line there did not seem to be anyone that looked appealing to try, as they all looked either like college boys, or men heading of to work. He continued his gaze forward till he saw the barista taking orders. She looked cute, but no aspect about her seemed to capture Dave’s attention for long.
As he was looking he noticed she was kind of short and that he really could not see anything besides her face. He wished that the girl was taller.
A 5'8" girl with black hair in a pixie cut wearing a black hoodie sweater was standing directly in front of Dave. When the blast went off it directly hit her. She started to grow taller, while her blue jeans were lengthening her head was rising up and covering more of Dave's view, she stopped growing as she ended at being 5'11".
The wand then shot off and he heard a growing sound but couldn’t see much as it appeared that the guy in front of him stopped slouching, and that barista was now helping a group of three. Dave started to sway from either side of the guy in front of him till he could get a glimpse of his work. He kept swaying till he caught a glimpse of the girl move to start making a drink for the group. He noticed she was wearing an apron.
Dave wished that the girls’ boobs were too big for clothes to hide. He heard another growing sound, but the barista quickly dashed behind the counter, and Dave could not get a good glimpse of his new creation.
The 5'11 black haired pixie cut girl felt a strange feeling on her chest. She moved her hand to her chest as her formerly flat chest increased in size to an AA cup. A bra started to appear as her breasts continued to grow and entered into the B cup range. Her hand started remove itself from the chest area and went back to being slacked by the side of her pocket. Her breasts continued to grow, increasing to C then D. When they entered the DD range her arms moved to be crossed in front of her chest and she began to slouch a bit. Her boobs continued to grow in size as normal clothes were still able to hide her current breast size. As they moved into G and H ranges, she removed her crossed hands and stood up straight, binding wraps appeared beneath the sweater, and tried to conceal her true size. Her breasts finally stopped growing at K cups. Even with her binding it looked like she had large pecs, and especially with the thinness of the rest of her body they seemed to be heavily disproportionate. With her binding and sweater she appeared to have a D or DD cup, reducing their apparent size by over half their volume.
The line moved forward but Dave's view continued to worsen, as the guy in front of him seemed to get thicker. It didn't make sense to him, but he was preoccupied with trying to view the barista's to give it more thought. As the current customers walked off a new barista started manning the front register. This new one was about medium height and had medium length brown hair. As Dave continued to look at her, the only word he could think of was medium. He then looked down and saw that her boobs also matched the description of medium as they appeared to be a C or D cup. The girl looked kind of tired and heated from already running previous orders before switching to the register.
Dave wished that the girl was wearing less so that the boobs were freed. The wand blasted and he saw the barista remove her apron and unbuttoned her collar shirt.
The 5'11 black haired pixie cut girl with K cup breasts felt like something important to her disappeared. Her binder vanished, and her hands raced to grab her chest, she felt them free standing their under her sweater and almost wanted to cry when the barista called for he to come to the counter. She walked forward wishing to get her order quick and vanish out of site.
He could almost see the baristas breast but the next customer was that thick guy that was standing in front of him this entire time. The guy moved forward and now was completely blocking his view. He knew the baristas breasts were there, yeah they were kind of average, but he still wanted to see them. He imagined they would have to be fairly big to be able to see from behind this guy. He smiled at the thought.
Dave wished that he could see the girls breast from where he was standing.
The 5'11 pixie cut black haired girl who formerly had K cup breasts felt an ache in her lower back, and felt her sweater get tighter. Her breasts continued to swell as she made her order. As she moved her hands to grab her wallet they brushed against her breast, and as she moved to give her card to the barista her arm automatically pushed her boob out of the way as if it was natural. Her tits were stretching her sweater as far as it could go, when they finally stopped she felt the hem of her sweater just below her nipples, and the presence of fresh air on her underboob. She wished that her boobs had at least stayed within the alphabet, no actually she wished she didn't have boobs at all, but that was a request that no surgeon would even touch. At her current state surgeons were afraid to operate as they continued to grow, and completing a double masectomy had a low survivability chance due to their current size. She fucking hated these bags of flesh.
Dave could hear a loud growing sound, but he didn't see anything escaping from the outline of the guy in front of him. In fact the guy was getting bigger. Dave looked at this guy as he seemed to be expanding right in front of him. He could tell his sweater was becoming quite taught as the back was completely being pulled to the front. Out from both of the guys sides he saw a soft pink flesh colored spherical shape escape from underneath the sweater.
Those soft pink orbs looked so nice he instantly wished he could touch them. The wand sparked, and it struck the area in front of him. The barista tripped and spilled the guys drink on him, and the guy instantly tried to both take off his sweater and ran directly into Dave. They both fell as Dave was completely encased in the pixie cut girls bosom.
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