"How does she even manage these?" Sam wondered still hefting his chest.
"She doesn't." Jordan replied.
"Isn't this her bra?" Sam asked befuddled.
"Never said it was." Jordan smiled.
"What!?!" Sam asked more confused. "Then how did..."
"No no no...." Jordan tutted as she went behind the bed and fetched a pair of wedged sandals. "These are what that woman tried on. But remember how my body just switched to match the smaller size last time? It got me thinking beyond just giving you a taste. What if I could use someone as a template and make changes from there? So I found this bra still new in the package and decided to see if I could swap out that woman's petite breasts and upgrade you from a slim shorty to a short-stack. I'd say it worked out pretty well don't you?"
"I'm sooooo happy I got to be your guinea pig." Sam sarcastically muttered. "How fuckin big even are these things? DD's? I feel like they're the size of my head!"
"Ohhh not that big. Anything like that wouldn't look natural at all."
"They already look so out of place!"
"But they are natural. I know so many woman that would kill to be blessed like you." Jordan smiled. "And if you're done growing, and the Bra tag is to be believed before I cut it, you're now the proud owner of a pair of F-cup tits."
"That's preposterous! On this frame!" Sam exclaimed.
"Well let's see what the rest of you looks like. Come on drop those shorts you're holding up." Jordan instructed.
"No just leave me the clothes you got me and I'll see you tomorrow." Sam pouted.
"Ohhh don't be like that. You don't have anything I havn't seen before." Sam coxed "And besides. You're gonna need my help getting dressed. I'm not gonna leave you here for an hour struggling to learn how to put on a bra. Maybe if you'd held the medallion to that bra for longer you'd be able to pull it off. Now come on drop those pant's your holding up!"
"They're my boxe----Aghghhghh!! Fine!" Sam said turning back towards the mirror. Taking a deep breath he let the boxers fall to the ground and was met with... well he wasn't sure what he was expecting. His dick was gone but he was expecting that. In it's place was a small tuft of brown pubic hair that he knew if he explored would be hiding his new vagina. He momentarily brushed a hand down there only to pull it back as he started to feel some unusual sensations lower. Turning to the side he got a look at his butt, or what there was of it. It was a far cry from a bubble but, or even a nice rear. Grabbing it he at least felt that it was firm. "This girl doesn't have a bit of fat on her." he mused to himself."
"Oh sister you have plenty of fat. It just all went to one place." Jordan laughed as she pulled up the suitcase she had for him. "Now come on, let's get u dressed."