A stretching and ripping sound woke Melissa up from her nap. Mel thought nothing about it and rolled from her side to her back.
Melissa suddenly felt like someone was sitting on her chest. She opened her eyes to see two large globed of flesh in her vision.Melissa just stared at it.
She was a bit confused about what they were until she noticed the tattered remains of her shirt and the pink nipple dotting the top of each orb of flesh. "H-how can this happen?" Mel thought to herself as she reached out to touch them. Warm and soft. "T-these are real?" A bolt of pleasure hit her when she brushed the nipples. "And very sensitive!"
Melissa then realized how short of breath she was. These things were pushing down on her lungs or something. Melissa sat up on the couch and fell forward. "Ah! These are heavy!" Melissa struggled to her feet. Her legs wobbled as she made her way down the hall. "I have to get something to cover myself." Melissa found a few of Steve's shirts in his old room. "These should do." Melissa just looked into the mirror. "Each of my breasts have to be as big as a bowling ball! Do they even make bras this size? What am I going to do?"
Melissa suddenly started to weep. "What am I going to do? What will mom and dad say. And then there is Steve... wait one second... Steve!" Melissa just remembered the wish she had made while falling asleep. And then there was the salve. "I had no idea that Steve liked breasts so much! I-i just have to show him. This is my chance to win his heart!"
Then Mel looked at herself again. "But I can't go out like this!" Looking at one of the left over moving boxes, Mel had an idea. Flipping the open side toward herself, Mel put her breasts inside. "This should hide them. But I have to walk now. I cannot ride my bike with this box."
Melissa picked up the salve sitting next to the couch. "I better take this. Just in case." Mel slid it between her large cleavage and headed out the door with the box covering herself. About at the end of her side walk, Mel stopped. Legs wobbling she started to get second thoughts. "But what if Steve does not like me like this? Then what will happen? What should I do?"