Nothing happens. You heave a sigh at your wasted time and money and walk off. You decide to take a nap, and as you lay down you notice your breasts hit the matress a little earlier than usual. You get up and look down at your chest. Sure enough, they do seem to stick a little further out than they should. You go into your bathroom and decide to examine yourself. You find out that it wasn't just your breasts that inflated, but the rest of your body did too. Not a lot, but enough to be noticable. You try to figure out what happened and realized it must have been your sigh of disappointment. To test that theory you take a deep breath. Instantly your body starts filling with air. You stop and let your breath out. Your body shrinks slightly to what it was the first time. You think for a few minutes and decide to do a few experiments. For the next several days you locked yourself in your room and tried out your new abilities. When you finally came out you again went to your bathroom to see the results. You hold out your right hand and breath in. Your hand starts to inflate until it looks like one of those rubber gloves in doctors offices. You concentrate and the are moves up your arm, looking much like a basketball had been lodged up your arm. You concentrate more and the lump starts moving all over your body, fast, slow, but always retaining the basketball shape. You decide to try something. You move the lump back to your hand and move your hand as if to toss something. You reach out your other hand and suddenly it looks inflated while your other hand is back to it's normal shape. You smile faintly to yourself. Again you move your pocket of air to your left calf. You point one finger at it and swing it to your right calf. Like magic, the pocket disappears from your left calf onto your right, not looking like it had shrunk or grown at all it just, moved. Your remove all air from your body and do a little 'happy dance.' When you stop you take one last look at the mirror. You have been able to master your abilities in just a few days, but the one thing you never were able to do was to revert your body back to its original state before you took the pills. It still retained that slightly enlarged look. You had, however, with much difficulty, managed to alter your shape so that overall nothing changed, but you managed to redirect your permanent air to other, more flattering places. Your but, for instance, had always been flat as a board, so about a third of the air went there to make it so lovely, no one would dare arrest you if you mooned anybody; they would consider it one of the greatest gifts they could ever receive. And no, that is not an exxageration. Second, your hips were filled out a little to match your rear and give you a more feminine walk that you had never been able to achieve on your own. Lastly, the rest of the air which, minus what went to your hips, was about twice as much as what went to your butt. Before they were about a B cup. Once you got through with them, though, they had gone up to DDs, if not more. Overall, you were very pleased with what you had accomplished in the past few days. The only problem now was, how to go about life.