Emma and Stacey shrunk down and returned to being a manageable size. If one could call volleyball-sized breast manageable. Jen's breasts were well behaved for the rest of the period. Emma and Stacey loved the attention the were getting as well as being free from clothing of any kind.
The school bell rang, signaling the start of Jen's lunch period. Jen had neglected to bring a lunch from home so she would be eating the schools mediocre excuse for food. Jen sat down at her normal seat.
A friend sat down at Jen's table. "Hi, Stacey. Hi, Emma. Hi, Jen."
"Hey, Lexxy," a trio of voices responded with poor synchronicity. Jen, a little miffed that her friend had said 'Hi' to her last, decided to ask Alexis a few questions about the way she perceived Jen's new body.
"Do you remember when we first met? Was it in the fourth or fifth grade?" Jen asked, trying her best to sound confused.
"It was in the fourth grade. That was the year your family moved across town," Lexxy responded like she was stating the obvious and she was. Jennifer did change schools in the middle of the fourth grade. She and Alexis became fast friends. Jen proceeded to her next question.
"What did you first think of my boobs?"
"Oh, so that's what this is about," Alexis said. Clearly, she had seen through Jen's questioning. "To be honest, it was hard for me to overcome the anxiety of being with three people at once. I had been labeled as the 'shy girl' by the other kids at school before you three moved in. You, Emma, and Stacey helped me to free myself from my anxieties.
Jen saw that nothing in Lexxy's memory had changed drastically. Everything remained the same, but with Stacey and Emma added in. Jen also realized that, apparently, she was once a little girl that had giant boobs with faces on them. I realization that Jen quickly whipped from her mind. She didn't want to ever imagine a child with a hyper-endowed bust ever again.
"Do you think it's weird that I don't wear anything in my upper body."
"No, I don't see any problem with you not wearing any tops."
"If I was to wear a top in public, what would you think?"
"I would think that you should stop doubting yourself and be proud of who you are." Lexxy encouraged, trying to cheer her friend out of her non-existent gloom.
"That's right," Stacey added. "Be proud of who you are!"
Jen ignored her left breast for the moment. "And who am I?" Jen said, leaning in.
"You are a normal young women with a normal pair of talking breasts."
Stacey had a question of her own. "And what do you think of this?" Stacey asked, punctuating 'this' by expanding her boob-self.
"I don't see anything on unusual with that. I just wish that mine did that."
"We can help with that," Emma said.
"No. We can't," Jen responded. Jen's breasts began to self-pleasure themselves, again, in protest. "Or at least, not now."
The quartet enjoyed a moment of quiet. Then, clearly bored, Stacey said; "Hey, Jenny, can I try one of those apple slices?"
"Do you now what's going to happen?" Jen queried.
"I haven't the foggiest, but I want to know what it's like to taste food.
Jen hesitated. "Lexxy, were does the food Emma and Stacey eat go?"
"I don't know," Alexis answered. "And, quite frankly, I don't what to know."
"Well, there's no time like the present," Jen quietly mumbled to herself as she brought an apple slice to her left breast's mouth. Emma buzzed her nipple. Jen caught her right breasts hint and gave her an apple slice too.
Jen couldn't taste the slices with her boob's mouths, but she felt the movement of their chewing. Jen could feel the chewwed apple enter her body as her breasts swallowed.
"So, what do you gals think about food?"
"To be honest, I don't know what I expected,'' Stacey responded. "It's like what you said, 'no time like the present.' I think I'll stay away from food until we know where it goes."
The rest of the school day went by with only one other minor incident. Jen walked passed Kyle during passing period. The both sneered at each other. As Kyle walked by Jen on her right side, Emma swelled rapidly and hit Kyle causing him to stumble. Kyle didn't seemed to bothered by this. In fact, it turned him on a little.
The school day ended and Jen was back at the privacy of her own home on a Thursday night. What does she do?