"Can you try something else?" Tom asked Jim who was still trying to come to grips with his friend's confession.
"Maybe." Jim hedged. "What do you want me to try?"
"Can the balloon give me breasts?" Tom asked nervously.
"Breasts? You really do want to be a girl don't you?" Jim asked.
Tom just nodded still afraid his friend would call him a freak and run out on him.
"I don't know if the balloon works like that. I mean I'm sure it could make your nipples bigger, but you don't have breasts so I'm not sure it can give them to you." Jim said.
Tom was encouraged that his friend didn't seem to be freaking out too much so he asked "Can you at least give it a try? Even if it doesn't work, at least we'll have learned one of the limits of the balloon."
"I guess it's worth a try. Take your shirt off though. If it works I want to see the changes." Jim said.
"You just want to see a pair of breasts if it works." Tom said sticking out his tongue at his friend before removing his shirt.
"Can you blame me?" Jim smiled. "Control the size of Tom's breasts" Jim said as he brought the balloon up to his mouth and began to inflate it.
Almost immediately it was evident that this was going to work. At first Tom's chest began to push out a little into small breasts like girl just entering puberty, but as Jim continued to inflate the balloon they continued to grow.
"Stop there." Tom instructed when he felt that they were large enough.
"But that's barely anything." Jim complained gesturing at Tom's new breasts which were only a B cup at best.
"Yeah, well they look perfect to me and since they are mine, I get to say how big they should be." Tom shot back.
"Whatever dude. Release" Jim said reluctantly. "So what's it like?"
"It feels right." Tom said. "Like this is the way my body is supposed to be."
"Huh. I guess that means you must really be transgeneral or something." Jim said.
"I think you mean transgender." Tom corrected.
"Whatever. So you fell like your a girl?"
"Yeah, I do.
Jim thought about this for a bit while looking his friend up and down. With his new breasts and greatly reduced male genitals Tom really did look like a girl. A girl that had a boy's head anyway. "I've got a question for you then." Jim said.
"What's that?"
"Can I touch your breasts?" Jim said with a smirk.
"Pervert." Tom said in teasing voice.
"Hey, you just said you were a girl and that means that it's only natural for me to want to touch your breasts." Jim said mock defensively.
"I guess that's true. Now that you mention it though, I should probably put my clothes back on." Tom said.
"Wait before you do, there is just one more thing..."