"For now," Melissa said, smirking. She flicked the light on, and you gasp...before realizing that the flash of light that hit you was blue.
"What was that?" you demand after the flare of light disappeared. "What are you doing?" As far as you could tell, your body hadn't changed at all - you look like a normal guy. Or wait...were you supposed to be a girl?
"Just getting you ready," Melissa says, still smirking. "But I guess you don't know. I just got rid of your boobs. I'm guessing you were never supposed to have them in the first place."
"You...you're not going to make me a girl?" you ask. "I thought-"
"Oh, please," Melissa says. "If I just changed you, you wouldn't know the difference. But now..." She suddenly grabs your hand, presses it to the flashlight, and flips the switch on.
The light is now pink again, and it is pointed right at your chest. Since you are touching the flashlight, you are fully aware as your chest begins to swell. Mounds press up against your shirt, showing an outline of your nipples as they also grow. The mounds begin to round out, becoming actual breasts under your shirt. The shirt itself shifts, the neckline beginning to dip into a slight V.
You don't dare struggle for the flashlight for fear your hands will slip off and rewrite your memory again. To your relief, though, Melissa suddenly shuts off the light and pulls it away. You gasp for breath, staring down at your heaving chest. The strangeness of your new breasts is pronounced, an alien sensation of weight rising and falling rapidly.
"There you go," Melissa says, sounding pleased with herself. "That's how I remember them. But I'm guessing it's all new to you. What do you think?"