Jen's massive body stood up and she looked down. There on the beach was a woman, surrounded with a camera on a tripod, her body was pretty normal, but she was wearing a set of massive fake breasts, each the size of a truck tire, looking right at Jen. Jen's body removed her head and lowered it to the woman's body.
"Well at least they're fake breasts, I can take those off." Jen thought to herself, as her head was put onto her new body. The woman walked away with her new giant body and Jen's stood there, she waited for a few minutes but nothing happened. Then she started feeling something happening, her fake breasts were changing.
"No..." Jen started to cry "No! You can't! No!" She yelled as she watched the giants in front of her start to perk up and change in front of her, the weight of her massive bust starting to become more and more apparent, her new massive tits changing before her eyes, their foam surface becoming flesh, her new massive bust sat in front of her. Her hands reach up and caressed them, Jen sobbing at the prospect of this new body as it walked toward the ocean, her bust swaying from side to side at the least of movement. Her feet touched the surf and she lost balance, her massive tits broke her fall as she yelled and sobbed into them, feeling the surf on their underside. She got brave enough to try and get up, only to find herself pinned down by the whales she now possessed. She tried as hard as she could to move, but they were too much for her, just then something changed again. It was....