"I wish you had D cup breasts."
Karyn gave a little shriek as her breasts started to grow. She looked down at her chest, keeping her hands up as if her breasts would halt their growth if they weren't touched. You couldn't see any trace of a breast in her working clothes before but now that the growth had subsided, her body stretched an ample bosom into her barista uniform. Karyn held up her new additions in disbelief and to deal with the new weight on her chest. It definitely improved her figure but I was a little disapointed with how big they turned out. I wanted something disproportionate.
"Scratch that, I wish you had G cups"
"Jon!"
Karyn's breasts grew even more, pushing an outline of her nipples into the fabric of her shirt. Her outfit was clearly not made to show cleavage but her neck stretched under the sheer weight of the growing breasts, which began to bulge out of it as if she was wearing a pushup bra. Karyn looked upset.
"What, don't you like them?"
"No! Of course I don't. All you just did was make me carry two big fucking weights. I don't know why you guys make such a big deal out of them but this is just awful."
"Hmm, okay, you're right."
Karyn's face lighted up."You'll turn me back, then?"
"Hell no, I'm gonna make breasts as important as they should be."
"I wish breasts were in control of women's bodies. While women still have brains in their heads, their bodies will only act if their breasts allow them to. Women who have their breasts reduced or removed will need implants or they will be paralized. Breasts are very impressionable, so anybody can change a woman's behavior by tugging at her breasts and simply telling them what to do. A woman showing you her naked breasts is her ultimate sign of trust."
Karyn simply stared at me expressionless.
"Jon, do you have any idea what you have done?"
"Of course I do! Now, I wish you were naked."
Karyn's clothes vanished. I could see that her hours at the gym paid off since she had a nicely toned waist and firm thighs like you would see in swimsuit magazine, and everything clean and waxed to boot. The only part of her that didn't look athletic were her monsterous breasts which she had to catch with both her hands not to fall over.
Karyn didn't even try to cover up and instead just looked me with pleading eyes. "Please don't do this Jon."
I ignored her and continued. "So, the reason you're naked -I wish- is that women with breasts your size are so easily controlled that it is generally accepted that you are slaves. In fact I wish all women like you had a chain on your nipples that allowed easy access to your breasts."
Karyn let out a cry of pain as both her nipples were pierced with a jingling silver chain that connected them both to a longer one that reached her knees. Karyn held up the chain to examine it and I quickly pulled it out of her hands.
I pulled the chain tight.
I could see a look of panic in Karyn's eyes but she stayed in place, twisting her torso as if she was stuck in mud up to her waist. Karyn winced when she pulled the chain hard with her nipples and gave up her escape.
"Let's test this thing out, shall we? From now on you will politely bring people your chain if they ask for it. And I don't want you to cover those breasts by holding them so from now on you'll let them swing free."
I gave a firm tug at Karyn's chain and let it go. Karyn couldn't touch her nipples despite the pain of them being pulled hard and just put her hands on her stomach. Her rush to flee from me had subsided and she just slowly backed away from me into the corner.