After a few more minutes of attention, Aisha let out a deep exhale, bringing her sheets over her sore boobs. She was pleased with the way they hugged her body, wrapping her up like a neat present.
While it would be nice to distract herself for a while longer, Aisha was no slouch for her responsibilities. She wouldn't have to work on Saturday, but she'd have to get some new clothes as soon as possible. Her biggest fear was having to make decisions on the spot when she could have been prepared, so Aisha closed her eyes and gave her predicament some thought. She still believed there was some chance the medallion had done this to her, though how or through what process she was clueless.
And then there was Aisha's change in attitude. She wasn't bothered by it; on the contrary she was rather proud of herself for loosening up a little, and besides- it was her own personality anyways, right? Regardless, she had noticed a definite shift in her demeanor. Aisha was a very introspective person and absolutely noticed her own decline in prudishness and increase in sex drive. She hadn't even been able to get home and go to bed without playing with herself- three times, in fact. Where that new libido came from was a mystery, though she had thrown around a few ideas, one of which included her increased confidence with her body.
Another idea was far less comforting. Thinking back to the bus, Aisha remembered just how exactly her change had duplicated that girl's breasts over her own. She didn't know a lot of biology, but if the boobs sitting on her chest really were the exact same, Aisha wondered if maybe the girl's... appetite had carried over as well. That concept scared her more than a little, but also introduced a certain excitement with it. If true, the notion implied that there was something really special about the way the day's events had unfolded, which thrilled her nerdy, comic-loving inclinations.
But all this was also totally unlikely. Aisha was conflicted; part of her truly believed in magic and spaceships and superpowers, and another part knew there was likely some other explanation for anything crazy that seemed to happen. Nothing like this had ever happened to her, and probably not to anyone else, either. And yet the unexplained was now a part of her own body. After some consideration, Aisha made a decision. She had nothing to lose and everything to gain by looking into this as much as possible. Perhaps her strength of will would make the world change to her liking. Perhaps if she believed hard enough while looking for the truth, the truth would be what she made of it.
And with that thought, Aisha's sleepy mind slipped into dreams of fantasy.