Katie thought Tiff's breasts were her most noticeable feature - but that's only because, like many objects of desire, she was blind to the desire her friend felt for her. Secretly - the whole school knew that Tiff was attracted to Katie. It was obvious from the first glance at the two of them together to everyone but Katie.
Katie stood over Tiff’s sleeping bag and looked at her best friend’s sleeping form. She gingerly took the zipper at the side of Tiff’s sleeping bag and unzipped it slightly more than halfway down. She gently pulled back the top of the bag, revealing Tiff sleeping quietly on her back, her torso all the way down to her midriff exposed to the cool night air. Katie glanced at her friend’s large chest covered by the thin T-Shirt she had worn to bed; gently rising up and lowering down with Tiff’s gentle breathing. If the curse was truly real, this is the closest she could ever get to receiving what she desperately wanted: a chest so large that no one would ever dare call her “no cans” ever again.
Katie decided against directly touching Tiff’s breasts. It would create quite an embarrassing scene if Tiff woke up as Katie was touching one of her voluptuous mounds, not to mention it would feel really odd to Katie about touching another woman’s chest. She only had to touch a person to gain their most noticeable feature, so she figured that touching any part of her friend would endow her with Tiff’s impressive breasts.
Katie slowly lowered her hand down and placed it gently one of Tiff’s arms. She kept her hand there for a few seconds, just to make sure that the transformation would take effect. She quickly stood up and silently strode into the nearby bathroom. She flipped the bathroom light on and looked at herself in the mirror. Katie waited a couple of minutes to see if her pajama top would tent up as a sign that her breasts were enlarging.
Nothing.
Katie lifted up her shirt and looked at her bare chest to see if there were any visible signs. Other than a strange feeling Katie felt when she had looked at herself topless, Katie didn’t notice anything out of the ordinary. She passed off the last feeling as anxiousness and started groping herself, hoping to feel some sort of change in her practically non-existent breasts. Other than that strange feeling that she had felt previously, there was still nothing. She sighed to herself, flipped off the light and went to resign herself back to her sleeping bag.
Tiff was right all along, Katie thought to herself, The curse really didn’t work… Before she went back to her sleeping bag, she once again looked at her friend, still peacefully resting on her back. Katie once again had that feeling she had in the bathroom, both when she looked at her bare chest and felt herself up. However, the feeling was much stronger than before when she looked at Tiff’s body.
Katie found herself admiring Tiff a lot differently than she normally did. She found herself noticing how wonderfully cute Tiff’s face looked, especially those little freckles that slightly dotted her cheeks and nose. Her admiration of Tiff’s firm stomach and curvy waist had intensified to a larger degree. But most of all, she found herself enthralled by Tiff’s large, firm breasts.
Katie gingerly placed one leg on the other side of Tiff and gently sat herself on Tiff’s legs, seating herself so she could have a better view of her friend’s assets. Katie felt herself completely captivated by them. The way they seemed to heave out at her whenever Tiff took a breath, how full and firm they looked, and the twin peaks of Tiff’s nipples that rose out of her tight T-Shirt thanks to the cold night air. All of this gave Katie a feeling of excitement that she had never experienced before whenever she looked at Tiff’s breasts before. She felt an irresistible desire to touch them. She absolutely needed to feel them for herself.
Katie took a gulp as she gently lowered her left hand towards Tiff’s leftmost mammary. Katie’s face had turned rosy when the tips of her fingers had come into contact with Tiff’s breast. It felt very soft, and warm to the touch. It was slightly satisfying, but she now longed to feel the bare skin of Tiff’s chest within her palms. Katie lowered her hands and grabbed the bottom of Tiff’s shirt. She slowly raised the shirt up and around Tiff’s large assets and placed the crumpled bottom of Tiff’s t-shirt above her breasts.
Katie’s cheeks had turned from rosy to dark red as she marveled at enthralling form of her friend’s bust. Tiff’s pink nipples and aureole were the peaks upon large mountains of round, soft flesh. Katie lustfully placed both hands on Tiff’s mounds. She marveled once more about how soft they were, and noticed how much warmer they felt without Tiff’s shirt to get in the way. Katie started slowly kneading Tiff’s breasts in her hands. Her massaging slowly grew more intense as Katie got more into it. Katie’s breath got heavier and sweat formed on her brow, accompanied by a slowly growing wet spot growing visible on her pajama bottoms.
Tiff’s face turned red and she started panting as Katie continued to knead her breasts. Though not conscious, it became all too apparent that Tiff was enjoying herself. After awhile, Katie interest started to wane and had decreased her intense kneading to a light, absent-minded massage. The whole experience had turned her on quite a bit, but it wasn’t satisfying enough for her. She desperately wanted more…