Jen rushed out of her bed. She was going to be late. She slipped out of her pajamas and began to dress herself. Jen grabbed a her bra. Then, another. She needed to wear two bras. One for her first row and another for her second row. She had a whole fleet of custom bras and bakinis that could support and accentuate her additional assets.
Jen loved having four boobs. They made her feel special. She loved to flaunt her unique body. Although, her two-breasted peers despised her obnoxious attitude.
Jen finished getting dressed with no further unexpected and unnoticed changes. She walked into the kitchen and started to prepare a quick breakfast. Her mother was in the kitchen too. She had three fun-bags stuffed under her clothes. Her dad, briefly, walked past. Jen's father was identical to her mother. This included having three boobs.
Jen sat down at the table and began to eat her breakfast. Her identical, twin sister appeared next to her. "Good morning, Jennifer," her twin said.
"Hey, Janet," Jen greeted her sister that did not exist until a few seconds ago. Jan, much like her sister, Jen, also had four, beautiful, boobs.
(Jen: second row of boobs. Mom: grows a third breast. Dad: becomes a copy of mom. Jan: Jen's new, twin sister with four breasts.)