“Okay Pete. Just think of Sandy’s regular breasts..... Come on think Pete, think.” I closed my eyes and tried to focus. I could see Sandy standing in front of me, her large breasts now hanging freely on her chest. “Okay smaller....” I thought to myself as I pictured Sandy with smaller breasts. I figured they were close to the same size as they were prior to Sandy entering the dressing room. “Maybe I should go a bit smaller. They are still pretty big and I bet they are heavy...” In my head Sandy’s breasts reduced down to what I figured were about C-cups.
Rather than opening my eyes I continued to study Sandy’s new breasts. Something just seemed off to me seeing Sandy with normal sized breasts. Sandy’s breasts had always been her best and most eye-catching attribute. Even when Sandy was fat, she always made sure to wear low cut tops that her breasts seemed to spill out of. “Okay maybe a little bigger....” The Sandy I was picturing in my head gave her breasts a little shake as they gained an inch or two of girth.
“That’s a little better.” I thought as the Sandy in my head mimicked the poses that Sandy in real life had just done. Overall, I was pretty satisfied with their new look. They were big, but not overly big. “Sandy’s lucky I was able to fix this, before Sam tricked me into giving her Hitomi Tanaka sized tits. That would have been awful for Sandy.”
A weird look suddenly appeared on Sandy’s face. She seemed to be confused about something. I looked on wondering what was going on with the imaginary Sandy standing in front of me. Sandy’s eyes suddenly went wide, as both of her hands shot to her breasts. A moan escaped Sandy’s lips as she bit her lower lip in pleasure. I watched on as Sandy’s large breasts began to rapidly grow in size. Flesh spilled out from between Sandy’s fingers as they pushed past their expanded size towards Hitomi sized melons. “Fuck. No! Regular breasts! Sandy needs regular breasts....” I turned my gaze away from Sandy trying to focus and will her breasts back down to a more normal size.
In my head I was able to picture a normal size pair of breasts, but suddenly those breasts deflated until they were nothing more than nipples attached to female chest. Then the breasts rapidly expanded out to a pair of large saggy breasts. Quickly they lost their sag and morphed in a perfectly perky pair of normal breasts. I tried to control the breasts in my vision, but they kept rapidly changing. Big... Small... Perky.. Saggy... Fake... Real... Photoshopped... Animated... Big Nipples... Small Nipples... “FUCK! I yelled in my head as the breasts seemed to be morphing into everything single set of tits I had seen in my life.
“PETE! DUDE! Snap out of it.” I snapped back to reality to see a concerned Sam shaking me. “Fuck sake. Are you still with me buddy?” She said in a worried tone.
“Yeah.” I shook my head trying to gather my thoughts. “Yeah, I’m fine... That. That was fucking weird.” I said with a deep breath. “I kind of lost control of things in my own head. It was... So weird.” I shook my head a bit more trying to focus back on the real world.
“Are you ready Pete?” Ali’s soft voice called out from the dressing rooms.
“Um, yeah come on out.” I said worried about any unforeseen changes I may have made to Sandy.