Thomas needed to see if this remote affected more than just the television. So he decided to test it on Emily, unfortunately with the line of memebers gathering this would be difficult. He decided he would help the next member but mess with the remote inside his jacket pocket, hopefully managing to press the right buttons. He took a sneak peak of the remote and found a small LCD screen that was currently displaying 'AGE' on it. He pressed the channel arrows and found that this altered the setting. He sifted through many setting and settled on one.
Emily was a 19 year-old short redheaded girl with tight curls. She was modest looking, kinda cute but not a knockout by any means. As a tom boy she always wore unflattering t-shirts so Thomas didn't really know if she had a good bust or not. She was a little chuncky but not big. Thomas had always wondered what she would look like if she dressed a little more revealing or feminine. He pressed the up key through his pocket and hoped his aim was true.
As Emily was speaking with a member her eyes widened and looked down at her chest. Thomas watched on and wondered if maybe she noticed her new wardrobe but instead she shook her head and went back to conversation with the customer. Thomas couldn't help but chuckle
"Excuse me were you gonna get that temp card for me!?" The lady infront of Thomas scowled at him.
"Oh yes my bad, sorry." As he walked over to the receipt printer he got a good look at Emily. Her pants were now tight instead of baggy, revealing some alright legs but not really curvy though. Her butt was generally flat hit she had some decent hips. Her standard baggy t was now replaced with a well fit shortsleeve blouse
which showed a little bit of cleavage. Thomas would have gaged them somewhere in the realm of a B cup but he wasn't really an expert. They weren't really full either unfortunately.
He ripped the receipt tape out of the printer and handed the temperary card to the customer who left in a huff. He had taken so long that Emily had already pretty much taken care of the line.
"Wow you're normally pretty slow but what's up with the snail pace there Tommy?" Have to turn around from her work tablet and faced Thomas. Being only 4'10" him a perfect view of what happened next. She looked at him sternly and started adjusting her bra. Her breasts were inflating and filling up size after size. Thomas couldn't help but stare as Emily's once modest B cups became huge E cup breasts with a deep valley of cleavage.
"Uh..."
"Dude are you seriously staring at my tits right now?" She groaned. Her breasts jiggled when she moved and strained against her shirt, the button looked as if it would burst at any minute.
"Uh no I uh-"
"Listen I get that I'm stacked but that's not an invitation to stare, and you shouldn't let my endowment destract you from your work." She turned away from him reminding Thomas of her flat booty. "You'll be lucky I don't tell HR about this." As she was bending over to grab trash Thomas was at it again, watching as her pancake ass cheeks ballooned into plump round peaches, then full on melons. Her pants started to ride partially revealing her underwear. As she got up she turned to face him again, now a thicc woman with huge tits, ass, and wide hips. "Wow and now you've been staring at my ass, that's it, we may be friends but this isn't cool Thomas." As Emily started to walk towards the office, Thomas couldn't help but notice that her once casual saunter had become a full blown sexy sway, no doubt a product of her new biology. In a panic Thomas hit the pause button and suddenly Emily stopped in her tracks.
"Fuck how do I fix this" Thomas thought "I shouldn't have been gawking so blatantly."