I don't remember falling asleep, but the next thing I knew, I was being woken up to the sound of my alarm clock.
Damn, I thought.
I had missed my chance to change her back. I had wanted to change her back to having the A-cup again. I would have to make sure I did it tonight.
I rushed downstairs and was almost done with my breakfast when Mary came downstairs. She had obviously padded her bra again because they looked like their original size.
Girls can be really touchy about that stuff I guess, I thought.
That day at school, I decided that I was going to change her back into her old self. Then I wasn't going to use the medallion on anyone else again. I was afraid of being caught and I was afraid of people finding out about the medallion.
That night when the lights went out, I was wide-awake. I was going to just take one of her bras out of her hamper and change her back. I reached into my box spring to get the medallion, but this time I felt ... NOTHING.
I reached all around, thinking it fell, thinking it may have shifted or something. I wound up on my back, underneath, with a flashlight, looking everywhere, but it simply wasn't there. I sat there for a minute, stunned.
There were three possibilities: Mary or Mom had found it, a stranger had found it somehow, or something magical had happened to
it.
If Mary or mom found it, I'd know soon enough - because they'd let me know, I was sure of that!
If it was one of the other two, then it was just gone. If it was gone, then I hoped Mary would grow her boobs back. I didn't really want her to stay that way because she'd be unhappy.
I didn't really hate her.
I lay back down but didn't really sleep that well.