“Hey, Hugo,” Jordan started. “Have you ever thought about being a girl?”
Hugo looked at Jordan incredulously, and responded with, “What? Why would you even ask that?”
“I was just wondering how you feel about having breasts as large as your head,” Jordan stated. Hugo’s shirt shifted as the flesh underneath reformed and two mounds slowly grew from his chest. The speed at which Hugo’s new breasts grew increased as they became larger, stretching his shirt out further. As they grew heavier, they drooped slightly but retained enough volume to appear perky. His nipples, which grew along with his breasts, were prominently poking through the T-shirt, which was being lifted to the point of revealing Hugo’s midriff. By the time their growth ended, the bottom of Hugo’s breasts was just above his bellybutton.
“I mean, they’re great and all, but it’s a pain to have to carry them around all day,” Hugo said.
“I bet,” said Jordan, fighting back a smile. “But that custom sports bra you wear is gives you the best support while also showing them off.”
Hugo’s shirt started to move on its own as it receded into itself and remolded into a new form. At the same time, his breasts appeared to be lifted by some unseen force as the shape of his shirt conformed to his breasts. Once finished, Hugo’s new sports bra gave him the relief he needed while also showing off a deep line of cleavage. With Hugo’s height advantage over Jordan (six-foot-two versus five-foot four), he gave his friend the best view of his chest which was eye-level with him.
“Yeah,” Hugo said. “I mean, it’s a bit costly to have such custom bras made, but it’s worth every dollar.”
“And those wide hips of yours compliments those thick thighs and ass nicely,” Jordan said while eyeing Hugo’s hips. “I bet it puts most girls to shame when you walk by.”
Like bread dough rising, Hugo’s ass and legs began to expand outward in his shorts while his hips widened to accommodate them. “Why, it’s no surprise that you always wear yoga shorts all the time when you work out.” Like with his shirt, Hugo’s shorts shrunk and conformed to his body, changing in material until they highlight the shape of his ass, while also displaying his genitals through the article of clothing.
“You’re right,” Hugo said. “But I wish my dick didn’t show so easily. I feel awkward and ugly because of it.”
“What do you mean? You’re one of the cutest females I’ve ever known!”
With that last statement, Hugo’s last remaining male features melted away entirely. Aside from his dick and balls shrinking and becoming a vagina, Hugo’s face went from being square-jawed to being rounded, with larger eyes and lips.
With a smile on her face, Hugo looked down at Jordan, saying, “You tell all the girls that.”
“Well, not all girls are seven feet tall, like you, Helen” said Jordan.
Jordan already had to look up toward his friend before, but now his neck craned further back as Helen stretched higher up while standing still. Her breasts crept higher until they were just above Jordan’s head. Helen’s growth ended as soon as her head mere inches from touching the ceiling.
Helen then bent over slightly to look Jordan in the eye, while also giving him an eyeful of cleavage before saying, “Well, as much as I enjoy being admired by you, little man,” she said before ruffling Jordan’s hair, “I need to get back to the gym before it’s time for supper.” With that, Helen turned and carefully made her way out the front door, having to stoop through the threshold. Jordan took in the image of Helen’s enlarged posterior before coming back to reality.
“Well now,” Jordan said aloud to himself. “What else can I do with this?”