Josh awoke feeling the warm body of his wife pressed up against him. Josh smiled to himself, thinking of the wonderful dream he'd has last night. He wrapped one arm around his still sleeping wife and froze as his hand met with an unfamiliar soft object. Josh groped at it curiously, only to freeze as his wife stirred in response. He could feel a nipple hardening under his palm. It couldn't be. Josh carefully peered down at his wife's sleeping form to see two massive breasts protruding from her chest. It hadn't been a dream.
Danielle, opened sleepy eyes to gaze up at him. "Mmm, somebody's 'up' early today." Josh flushed a bit as he realized his hand was still cupping her breast and his stiffening cock was currently poking her in the back. "We have some time before work. What should we do with it?" Danielle's tone left no doubt as to what her vote was, his wife moving her hips to grind her backside against him. Josh found himself on the horn's of a dilemma. On the one hand, last night had been everything he'd been wanting out their relationship for a long time. On the other hand, he'd changed his wife's body without her consent. Her mind too judging by her lack of reaction to her still greatly enhanced bust. A voice inside him whispered that what was the harm in letting this go on a bit longer. Or maybe he could turn her back and just wipe her memory of the whole thing.
Josh didn't trust the direction his thoughts were heading, and quickly grabbed the bone from inside his nightstand drawer. "What are you doing with that thing again? You know it might be dangerous." Danielle asked warily, holding her arms up protectively as if to ward off the bone in his hand. Josh thought frantically, mind racing. Telling her hadn't worked, showing her hadn't worked... except the one time. How to fix this? "I wish she'd just remember." Josh thought. Danielle suddenly gasped. Looking down she stared in shock at her mammoth tits, the events of last night suddenly clear in her mind. She looked over to glare at Josh, who smiled weakly. Danielle was in no mood. The nerve of him, blowing her tits up like some sex doll and then having his way with her! Although the sex had been really good... but that was no excuse!
"Fix this. Now." Danielle said, pointing at her chest. Josh meekly complied, and Danielle watched like a hawk as her overflowing bosom seemed to melt like ice on a hot day until her regular old B-cup breasts emerged. Danielle had to stop herself from cupping them, to compare before and after sizes. They looked so small after those whoppers. She kept telling herself she did not miss the extra mass, not one bit. Danielle grilled Josh about the bone, wanting to know every thing he knew, which he insisted was not much. She made him go over several times until she was satisfied he wasn't lying. Danielle originally tried to make him get rid of it, but he protested, insisting that it could be a good thing for them, and when that didn't work, asking her to consider what it would do in the hands of someone else. Even after she reluctantly agreed to keep it, she insisted he not use it again without consulting her first.