David resolved himself to one thing he could control. It seemed that the obesity was impossible to deal with. Maybe he would be fat forever, as sad as that thought was. But at least he shouldn't have these massive breasts weighing him down, making his clothes fit wrong. At least he could deal with the breasts. They have surgeries for that. He saw a magazine article about a woman who got a breast reduction. She looked so happy. Being happy was something he could barely imagine after a month trapped in Mariah's body.
David always thought big breasts were fun and cool, back when he was a horny teenage boy. But now that he'd been stuck with big breasts for a month, he couldn't believe how disgusting they were. Full of tubes, swelling randomly at different times of the month, driving him insane with soreness. Ending in those huge disgusting nipples. He hated his huge disgusting nipples, he hated the weight that was constantly pulling on his chest, and he hated people staring at his chest, talking about his breasts, constantly reminding him that he had breasts. He wanted it to end.
He went through a couple of medical consultations. As a teenager, it was not easy. This surgery was mostly reserved for women who'd given birth multiple times. But he needed these breasts gone, at least reduced to a sensible size.
Mariah and David's parents tried to talk him out of it, as did the doctors. "You're a young woman!" they told him, wearing sinister grins. "You don't want to disappoint your future boyfriends! Give them something nice to look at! You don't know how lucky you are to be so voluptuous. You're going to regret not being voluptuous anymore."
The idea of having a boyfriend made David utterly sick, as did the word "voluptuous".
"I'm not voluptuous, I'm fucking fat. I hate this body, I hate these disgusting breasts that are stuck to me. They're my sister's breasts! Do you get that? I shouldn't even be seeing them, let alone have to wash them in the shower and stuff them into these huge bras I have to wear! And they sweat. They sweat so much. And they hurt. I can't fucking stand it! I'm supposed to be a boy! I hate this fucking body! Just let me have this one thing!"
David protested enough that the procedure was scheduled. Still, people tried to change his mind.