“(No)” you say, guzzling it down in one gulp.
Nick looks on stunned as your chests pulsates and swells, a massive set of porcelain white 34 G breasts bursting forth and ripping your shirt. Then your clothes morphed, forming a skin tight white blouse as your pants melted into a skirt. Nick could see the rest of your... “man-ness”... shrink away as you belched.
“(Wooooow... I’m so cute!)” you chirp as you strike poses.
“Uhhhh... (your name)?” Nick asked.
You pull out your now kawaii frog themed phone and talk into it.
“Hello, friend. My name is Suki, it’s nice to meet you.” The translation app said.
“Are you seeing this Zeke?” Nick asks, spotting the blonde bombshell tossing an empty can away with a confused face.
“Um, like, who’s Zeke? My name’s, like, Zelda.” The stacked blonde said.
Nick was shocked: what was in this stuff?!
He went to look at the can in his hand, only to find he had already drank more of the stuff himself. He had pillowy pale breasts as big as Suki’s, and his shirt had morphed into a glorified corset that made his huge breasts look even bigger.
He gave in to curiosity and squeezed, realizing that it felt really good... every squeeze made him shudder in pleasure. Suki and Zelda were enjoying it too, playfully kissing and stroking each other’s curves.
“Maybe one more sip...” Nick said blissfully...