"I am going to bring her libido back to normal," Todd said. "I want to see how they deal with their situation."
Carrie nodded. "Good thinking, very scientific of you."
Todd activated the remote on the blonde, as she lay breathless and sweaty on the floor, crushing the 12-year-old former jock under her F-cup boobs. She quickly sat up looking as though a light bulb had turned on in her mind. The realization of what had just happened to the two of them stunned her. Questions raced through her mind. How did she suddenly grow these bowling-ball sized boobs? Had she really just raped this 12-year-old boy beneath her?
She stood up quickly, which caused her huge boobs to bounce and jiggle around wildly. Looking down past those boobs at the boy on the ground, she saw him starting to recover from his orgasm.
"Oh my God," she said to the boy. "I'm so sorry. I don't know what came over me. You're so young... and I shouldn't have..."
The young jock just stared up at the woman standing over him. From his perspective, her face was half concealed by her boobs, but he could still see the worry and confusion in her eyes.
"It's OK," he squeaked in his pubescent voice. "It seems that something strange happened to both of us. I'm actually 20."
"Oh, thank God," she said looking relieved. She offered a hand to the boy to help him stand up. He took it and she nearly lifted him off the ground when she pulled him up.
Again, he stood chest level with her, staring at a pair of huge boobs, each of which was as big as his head.
The blonde noticed this and said, "Um..."
The boy jock blushed and quickly looked away.
"Oh, sorry," he said. "They're just so... uh... Maybe we should find our clothes."
They started picking up their clothes off the ground, but they soon realized that they had a problem. All of the buttons had popped off of the blonde's shirt, and her bra had disappeared altogether. The boy jock was finding out that all of his clothes were far too big for him. Noticing the blonde's problem, he held up his t-shirt to her.
"Here, you should put this on," he said while keeping his head turned away from her.
"Thanks," she said and pulled the large t-shirt on. It fit her well enough, but it was stretched tightly around her huge chest. Her large nipples poked out clearly under the straining fabric. She pulled on her underwear and pants as well. He gave up on his too large pants and underwear and just put on his jacket, which hung down on him below his crotch. At least now, they were no longer naked.
"I'm Jenny, by the way," she said.
"Oh yeah, I'm Kyle," he said, looking uncertain about what to say next to the woman who had just raped him. "Uh, nice to meet you... I guess."
"Yeah," Jenny said. She also looked confused about what to say or do next. "Um, so... what are we going to do now?"