"Okay, listen. I really need to go so I'll play along. Transform. Is that what you wanted? Huh?" Jen sneers.
"Very much so actually. Listen up Jennifer, because you're gonna want to remember this. Your transformation is that every time to hear the phrase "bye-bye" spoken by anyone including yourself, your breasts will grow a quarter of a cup size causing you immense pleasure," Kyle says.
"You little freak! What kind of sick piece of trash are you!? Where do you live pervert!" Jennifer shrieks.
"Now now Jenny, that isn't important right now. I know you said you're in a hurry so I won't hold you up any longer. Bye-bye." Kyle said as he hangs up the phone.
"Hey! Hey! I wasn't done talking with-" Jennifer pauses with a gasp. "What the... uh," she moans. The phone slips out of her hand and slams into the floor as she leans up against the wall beginning to pant. Her eyes roll back as she feels a stream of liquid gushing down the inside of her thighs. "Oh fuckfuckfuck FUCK!" she screams as her body shudders uncontrollably. She slides down the wall until she's sitting on the floor with her knees raised in front her spread to either side. "What the hell was that?" she ponders while dipping her index and middle fingers in the puddle she made on the hardwood floor. "Ugh," she shrugs adjusting her bra. "I need to get some bigger bras today," she says while struggling to eventually unbutton it and throw it across the living room onto the couch. She cups her breasts in her hands noticing they feel a little sore all of the sudden. "I'm looking pretty full today," she said with a smile. Not to let her bizarre morning encounter ruin her day she gets up and decides to...