Jordan sat next to Hugo, and asked, “So how did that experimental breast growth serum you drank last night for extra credit taste?” His eyes moved down in time to watch the young man’s chest slowly push outward. Two mounds formed and expanded until Hugo now sported a modest bust which strained against his shirt.
“Very bitter,” Hugo replied. He looked down at his own chest and casually grasped his breasts. “I mean, the results were worth it. Just wished it had some flavor to it, you know?”
“Looks like they’re still growing, too,” Jordan said. His eyes remained fixated on the ballooning bosom before him.
“Yeah. I forget when it’s supposed to wear off.” Hugo shifted in his seat, and patted the sides of his still-growing bust. “I hope it ends soon, because it’s no joke to have these heavy things hanging off your chest.”
Jordan stared on as Hugo’s now massive rack continued to expand. His shirt did its best to contain them, but that soon changed as the bottom hem pulled up while his breasts plopped out onto his lap.
“I think they’re slowing down,” Jordan said. “And you're beginning to look more feminine, too.”
Once Hugo’s breasts reached what could generously be considered pumpkin-sized, his face reshaped to become more womanly. “Oh. That must be one of the side effects,” he said. His voice also went up an octave. “This will take some getting used to.”
Hugo went to stand up and found his center of balance had become thrown off drastically by the excess mass on his chest. They also forced him to lean forward, to which he placed his hands around his enormous bust, cradling them as a means to regain control. Jordan stood next to Hugo, and then said: “You also shrank a whole foot shorter, too.”
Jordan, who stood at a meager five-foot-four, always looked up at Hugo’s five-foot-seven until now as his view followed his roommate’s gaze dropping to meet his eye-level and falling further. He now looked down at Hugo for the first time as the androgynous young man became a head shorter in height.
“Oh great. I always wanted to become a shortstack,” Hugo said with a sarcastic tone. He found his clothes had become loose on his body. He slowly and carefully made his way to the door, and said, “I need to go submit my report on these developments. I’ll see you later.”