Barry grabbed the big girly tits hanging from his chest in shock. He had no idea what had happened and was rising to panic.
"This is impossible," he murmured, as he felt himself up. "I need help, who can I call? Not my wife, I can't let her see me like this..."
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Dr Phil Wiggins was lounging in his back garden reading the paper when he heard someone call out to him. He spotted his neighbor Barry calling to him from a window next door.
Phil noted that Barry was curiously pulling the heavy curtain of the window across his body, so only his head and one hand could be seen.
"What can I do for you, Barry?" he called back.
"You gotta help me!" Barry replied. "Just come on over, I need your help with something!"
"What is it Barry?"
"Just come on over! It's... private! The front door's open, just come on in!"
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Shortly thereafter Phil let himself into the Logan household. He was met by Barry Logan in the living room, who was standing there with two huge breasts on his chest.
"What the hell is that, Barry? Some kind of costume?"
"No costume Phil, I don't know how I got them but they're real! Come feel them for yourself!"
"Well okay, but you better not be pulling my leg," Phil advanced on his neighbor.
After some awkward and embarrassing touching, Phil was convinced.
"They feel real enough," he said, "but that's... that's just impossible!"
"That's what I said," Barry replied. "But they grew here, just now, in less than half an hour. I wonder if there's something in here that maybe caused it."
"You mean like a gas leak, or something?" Phil covered his mouth.
"Yeah, maybe, I don't know," Barry replied as he started to check around the TV. "Could you just help me look?"
"Sure Barry, but don't you think you should got to the hospital?"
"You said it was impossible, and you're a doctor Phil! What can the hospital do?"
Barry moved on to the bookcase. Phil started a cursory glance around the sofa.
"Well I'm a veterinarian to be precise," Phil reminded his neighbor, "but the hospital will be able to run tests, maybe find out the cause."
"Okay, but only if we can't find something ourselves," Barry said as he started to examine the skirting boards. "Having titties, it's damn embarrassing!! I'd probably never live it down."
"But at least you grew them nice and big, right?" Phil grinned until he found an odd-looking remote under one of the seat cushions.
"Shut the fuck up, Phil!" Barry snapped without looking back at his neighbor.
"Sorry Barry, not the time for humor," Phil said as he picked up the remote and read the LCD screen:
FEMALE BUST INCREASE: +3 CUP SIZES
Phil, being a bright and educated doctor, connected the dots immediately and figured out what the remote did. He secretly pocketed it and turned to his neighbor.
"Right, let's get to work. I'll start searching the kitchen."