He just grinned at me and looked me up and down, making me feel embarrassed by the attention.
“God Adam, you really look just like a chick. All but that I mean,” he said gesturing towards my crotch, a slight embarrassed look on his face though he quickly covered it up.
“Just give it back,” I demanded impatiently, “I want to get back to normal.”
“Here,” Brandon said, suddenly grinning, “let me.” Then a look of concentration formed on is face and I winced as I felt the changes starting.
I could feel it in my crotch almost immediately and quickly grabbed hold of my cock, only to feel it getting smaller in my hands. Frantically I struggled to hold onto it, but within moments it had gotten too small and was pulling into my body like my testicles had already done. Seconds later, my hands felt only a smooth flatness, which had a moist slit in it. A vagina.
“Holy Shit!” Penny said, announcing just what I was thinking.
“Give me that!” I demanded of Brandon, reaching for the medallion.
“I’m just having some fun,” he said with a grin, holding it back out of my reach. “Besides, you said you wanted to be normal again so I made you normal. A normal woman.”
Brandon snickered at that, though neither me or Penny did. At least not at first. After a few moments though Penny started chuckling too, making me feel betrayed.
When I glared at her, she apologized. “I’m sorry, but it is kind of funny.”
“Easy for you to say,” I said snorting.
“You do make a good looking girl though,” Brandon told me, still grinning. “Where did you say you got this stuff at?” he asked me, looking down at the medallion with a suitably impressed expression. I didn’t bother answering.
I glared at Brandon for a moment, then decided he wasn’t about to give me the medallion back at the moment. He wanted to have some more fun with me first I guessed. Trying to maintain my dignity, I went into Penny’s bedroom and grabbed her other bathrobe while they started talking in the front room about how interesting this was. None of my own clothes would certainly fit me at the moment, and I wasn’t about to put on any of Penny’s. I wanted to get back to normal as quickly as I could.
However, the more I thought about it, the more I had to admit that it was certainly interesting. And besides, it was completely reversible as well. Smiling slightly to myself, I pinched my nipple and thought that it was definitely interesting at that. Maybe I could still have some fun with this once I at least got the medallion back under my own control.
While I was getting semi dressed and musing to myself, Penny had come back into her bedroom and started getting dressed herself. I guess she wasn’t too comfortable being dressed only in her robe while Brandon was around, not that I can blame her at all. I certainly wasn’t either.
Once Penny had finished throwing on her jeans and shirt, we were about to go back into the living room, when the feeling of change hit me again. This time centered on my chest. Once again I felt my breasts expanding, getting bigger. They kept growing well past a DD into what I was sure must have been at least an FF. My robe had been pushed apart and I couldn’t even get it to close around me anymore. What was worse was that I felt so top heavy that I was surprised I didn’t just topple over. I know I certainly felt like I was going to.
“Brandon!” I screamed out angrily, quickly storming back into the living room, with Penny close behind me snickering. “What the hell was that for?”
Brandon gave me a smirk, saying, “I just wanted to see you with bigger tits.” Then he did something with the medallion and I felt them starting to grow larger yet again. This time I did loose my balance and fell forward to the floor while my boobs continued to grow. Fuck, they were bigger than beach balls, but as heavy as bowling balls.
“Cut that out,” I demanded, gasping a little at the severe discomfort and slight pain of having such massive amounts of dead weight attached to my chest. “Change me back to normal. NOW!”