The dictaphone

Angie looked at Lucy, but the girl was talking almost alone, as she wasn't listening to anything her friend was saying. But still, Angie didn't want Lucy to ask questions about her new dictaphone, so she quickly took it and, without giving time to the girl to ask anything, she recorded "No one ask questions about my new device or what I'm doing with it". She heard a light, sparkling sound, and the mouth of Lucy, who was already wondering what she was doing, closed and her face relaxed.

"What was I saying ?" she just said, before continuing her speech. Perfect, Angie thought. So, let's begin.

Looking around, she checked the other girls bodies. Some had generous busts, other pretty small, but everyone was at least bigger than she was. Quietly looking at Lucy, Angie smiled. Lucy seems happy with what she has. And I know her size, so that's an easy wish to be happy with my body.

Taking the dictaphone while ogling at her friend's body, Angie just said "My breasts are a B-cup"

Again, Angie heard the strange sound, and nobody seemed to notice but her. She was a bit excited, thinking that she was going to grow sound, and indeed : seconds later, she felt her chest getting warmer and warmer, and silently smiling, felt bust moving against the fabric of her baggy shirt. It only happened for a few seconds, but the sensation was really, really nice, and soon, she could feel breasts moving in her shirt with every move of the bus. A strange sensation, and she restrained a small gasp when something touched her breasts : she felt like they were lifted by something, then compressed : it wasn't uncomfortable at all but... she had to check.

Looking down in her shirt, Angie noticed that a pink bra had just appeared, restraining her breasts. A nice sight and...

"Ho, flatty is so proud she has finally grown a bit !" said a boy's head just in front of her. Luke, a guy from her class in the seat in front of her was looking over his seat and had seen her gazing at her own breasts. Angie panicked for a second : first, she was ashamed, and second, why did the boy said she had just grown ? Wasn't this thing changing the whole reality ?

"Well at least you grew something" added Luke with a smirk "One month ago is better than never, but don't worry : you'll still be my lovely flatty for ever !" he said, and went back to his seat, laughing with his friends.

Reality had changed, indeed, but not exactly like Angie had expected. She had still been "Flat Angie" for years, and had just grown a month ago. Turning at Lucy, she saw her friend, sighing "Don't answer them. They're just trying to laugh. In a few months, they'll forget about you and find a new flat girl to laugh about. Don't worry."