After what has felt like forever, but in fact, it has been a few minutes, Jen has made it to her school. Throughout the ride over to the school, Louie glances his lecherous gaze at Jen's immense size. Jen could feel his piercing gaze through her struggling top, adding more mass to her bust. Jen could also feel that her once pointed nipples were growing as well but toward her inner mass, giving her a very deep pocket of an inverse nipple. By the time she made it to her school, Jen's tits were resting on her lap, completely filling in the space in front of her.
"Here's your stop ma'am," Louie rolled up to the front entrance, "Do you need help getting out?" Not wanting the pervy driver to get his grubbing hands on her, let alone her yoga ball-size assets, she declined the offer. "No thanks, I got it," and with a lot of huffing and puffing, Jen managed to shift herself out of her ride. At that point, the school's bells began their ring to start the classes for the day, which didn't give poor Jen a chance to look at herself to see how big she got.
In some form of blessing, Jen has made it to her first class of the day, albeit not without bumping into her fellow classmate. She was too focused on getting to her class to pay attention to her surroundings, which would've shown her how little they noted her new size. Jen beeline to her seat in the far back, where she and her cheerleading buddies would chatter without worry. But when she got there, Jen noticed that there had been a few changes between yesterday and today. Instead of the regular desk chair that everyone loathes to sit in, it was replaced with an office swivel chair with a little table-like desk on wheels next to it. After wondering who that spot was for, she felt a strong poke on her left breast. "Come on Juggs, I need to get to my seat."
It was Rebecca, the snarkiest girl in Jen's grade. Also in her cheerleading outfit (with a top that fit way better on her as compared to Jen's), she nodded her vibrant red-haired head towards the wheely chair. "Ruby, why did you call me Juggs?" which made Jen a little upset at her nickname. While everyone on the cheer squad has their own nicknames, Jennifer's is supposed to be Jiggy due to her mood to party. If anyone going to be Juggs it should've been Julie with her DD-cups. 'I guess I am bigger than a pair of DDs,' Sadly thought Jen while approaching her new seat. With that Sad thought bouncing within her mind, Jen's growth continued. This time, her breasts grew to such a degree that the top of her legs was hitting her underboobs, sending their hard mass every which way.
Jen carefully sat down on her new school chair, trying not to miss and fall on the ground, now Worrying about her greater size. The Sadness has taken her firm, implant-like breasts and brought them down her chest, giving them a saggy look to them. 'Now my tits are pointing down, like my Aunt Claire,' Which gave Jennifer a terrible vision of her once lithe and beautiful body turned into a flabby ball of lard, with her breast being saggy and flopping all over the place. 'Can this day get any worse,' Jennifer cried to herself with tears in her eyes.
"Okay, class," Mr. Wilson announced to the class once the final bell rang, "I hoped that you had finished your homework and that you brought it to class. Remember, your homework covered 20% of your grade." Realizing that she had left her homework on her desk that morning, not even writing her name on the paper, Jen began to cry her own personal river from the overwhelming Sadness. Said river eventually flowed into her ever-plunging cleavage, forming a little pool due to how taught her top left her.