Ellie adjusted her glasses and said "I see how this place could make some unholy beverage, I can see how it can move us from place to place, but I do not see how this house could make a girl's breasts swell. I say we stop with these transformation changes."
Isabelle nodded her head in agreement, but Angel said "But then what do we do about my knockers?"
Ellie said "Let the house modify your clothes? Do some back strengthening exercises? Go to a doctor to find out rather most of that tissue mass isn't cancer?" her two friends looked at Ellie as she explained "I half feel like radiation could've been what changed her. Better safe than sorry. Being so close I feel like getting one myself." There was a silence in the air for a little while then Ellie said "Well I'm not feeling like watching a crappy romcom, I think i'll go back up to my room."
Isabelle said "Yeah... mood kinda died... I think i'll do the same thing."
Angel looking at her smartphone app and said "Fuck it, they see my tits any smaller and they'll yell at me." she sighed and ordered "House, remake my clothes to fit my new figure." as she tossed her shirt and bra off. The house took the garments and started to restitch them along with the rest of her clothes that would be affected as she walked up to her room with each breast cradled in one arm. Making it to her room she yelled to her app "Open my door" and got in her room without having to give up support for her breasts. A bit exhausted from the weights she threw herself on her bed and felt her breasts jiggle uncontrollably for a little while. She tried remembering how the self diagnosis for breast cancer went. As much as she hated how Ellie brought it up it could be a possibility. Despite searching for lumps all she could think of was "Are these really what boobs like this feel like?" she never really had the courage to ask her friends for a feel and her little mosquito bites didn't give her a good feel for what boobs really felt like. At least she knew what nipples felt like or at least she thought she did as her breast examination turned to nipple tweaking and they felt... better, more sensitive, a bit different.
The next day when they were going to class and Angel was outside of the house she felt like she was lugging her books despite her empty backpack, but at least she was drawing looks... Although from the one's it was more curiosity about how a girl of her size was functioning with tits that large. In class she was able to give them a rest, but the desk she resting them on was being covered almost completely with her tits. Trying to stuff them underneath didn't quite work either though. Some back pains here, inconveniences there, and a pretty good doctor check from the smart houses company later and she for sure didn't have breast cancer due to whatever the house was doing.
Angel asked "So it's not radiation, just some sort of extremely advanced science mumbo jumbo. Is it fine if I got rid of these two things Isabelle?"