Soldering gun in hand, Johnny began diagnosing his device. He was still slightly embarrassed that it didn't work as planned, but knew a good deal about fixing these types of things.
"The connections look good," he said, squeezing his eyes shut momentarily, hoping an epiphany would come to him, "but maybe it's a software problem."
This tinkering continued for another 15 minutes while he sat hunched over his machine, checking each and every electrical connection with the device.
"Man, it's hot in here," he murmured as he wiped the sweat from his brow. Even though it was very mild day in Snoozeton, he was perspirating much more than normal. "Maybe it's my allergies," he quipped as he felt his chest itch slightly.
As he continued working, he began growing increasingly uncomfortable. His chest started itching more, as his heart rate jumped slightly. It felt almost as if he was having an adrenaline rush. "What is going on out here," he whispered to himself.
At that point, he knew something was up. When he went to scratch his chest again, he could tell it wasn't totally normal. Then, without any warming, he felt his chest balloon out, almost immediately. He looked down, being caught very off guard by what he saw. Two, teeny, tiny little breasts had started to form.
"I... I.... uh..." he stuttered as he sat there stunned by what was going on.
The two small breasts grew at a tremendous rate. The fabric of his shirt was stretched taught, and he could see two large nipples nearly poking through the fabric. They continued to grow for a few more moments, as waves of discomfort pulsed through his body. The developments smashed against the material in his shirt as they swelled. The discomfort caused Johnny to pull his shirt off. That's when he saw what looked like two breasts, growing in unobstructed delight. They pulsed and grew at an insane rate while Johnny just sat there, dumbfounded by his current situation.
That's when it all came to a close. The feeling pulsing over his body stopped. His heart rate seemed to lower, and the temperature in the room felt like it dropped to well below room temp.
Mouth agape, he stared at the pair of perfectly formed, seemingly mature breasts. They were easily a DD cup, and sagged quite a bit. Both breasts had age marks on them, and both had minor stretch marks along the outer portions near his armpits. He brought his hand up to one and cupped it, feeling the realness of his situation. They were definitely a part of him, but he had no idea why.
Johnny stumbled over to the nearest mirror he had stowed in the corner, and was surprised to see his teenage body supporting a large pair of women's breasts. Large, pillowy, and saggy. That's the only way to describe it.
"I can't let anyone see me like this... what this is," he said aloud.
Just then, he heard someone at the door.
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