This choice: Actually, let's pick some other girl to follow. • Go Back...Chapter #4Gwen, an athletic young woman attending college by: bobboled   Gwendolyn Rivers, or Gwen to her friends. was a young woman of Nordic descent who was currently attending her third year at her university in Southern California. She was a statuesque woman, gifted with her mother's heritage and her father's strength/ She stood just over six feet tall, a woman of well toned muscle. Her face belied this,though, with her short blonde bobcut, pale blue eyes and a smattering of freckles across her fair skin. Her body was her proudest achievement, with her toned abdomen, muscled arms and her thick muscular thighs. She wasn't in any sports, despite her parents and the schools urging. She exercised for herself and that was enough. In fact, the only thing she regretted was her small breasts, made smaller by her workouts. She barely filled in a b-cup, much to her chagrin as most of her friends were modest Cs at the very least.
That was another thing. Without the ever present eyes of her parents, Gwen had begun to discover her budding sexuality and had attempted several lesbian encounters, but none of them led to anything serious. And so she lived out her life, going form class to class, then to the gym, the to bed, until one day something showed up in her mailbox. It was the strangest looking thing, a universal remote of some sort, with what seemed to be more buttons than one could count. Gwen was curious seeing as there was no return address or sender information. It was merely addressed to her, no explanation.
She took it back inside her dorm room that she shared with her busty roommate Sara, a thick headed girl in the art program. She wasn't in the room at the moment, so Gwen took her time reading the manual for the remote. If what it said was true, then this remote could supposedly alter the very fabric of reality, although it looked as though it was mostly used to alter the users and other people's bodies.
Gwen was skeptical, positive that this miracle remote was a hoax or perhaps a prank from one of the other girls in the dorm. However, she couldn't deny her interest in trying out something she had seen a few pages back in the manual. There was supposed to be a setting on the remote that could alter one's breast size, and despite her lack of faith in the product, she couldn't ignore the far off possibility that it just might work. Figuring it was worth a shot since it wasn't going to work anyways, she pointed the remote at her minuscule chest and fired away. She half expected there to be a flash of light, or a loud sound, but there was only the led indication that a button had been pressed. She almost discounted the remote as fake when she felt her chest grow tight. Her form fitting shirt was rising past her stomach as her once small breasts ballooned to proportions she had never thought she would acquire. Her breasts blew past Bs, then Cs, before finally resting at a comfortable double DD and pulling her workout shirt up past her stomach.
Gwen was so surprised by this that she accidentally dropped the remote, causing it to land on random button...
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