Liz spoke up first. "How 'bout, we make a bet?" she asks, looking at the girls, "But only for the girls." Mark was curious.
"What kind of bet?" he asks. Liz pulls out the medallion and shows it to him.
"This thing can make whatever we say happen. We've been using it the whole day." Liz answers.
Mark look skeptical. "But don't worry, we won't use it on you till you know it's true." I put in.
"Well, if its not being used on me, then I'll humor you. What bet, I ask again?"
"How about this?" Amanda said. "The losing girl loses two cup sizes for 30 minutes."
"Well," began Maddi nervously, "What if you only have one cup size?" it was a well known fact among the girls that Maddi was insecure about her small breasts.
"well, for Maddi's case, her shirt will become her skin, while retaining it's color and texture as well as." Liz offered. They all agreed and took up stances. Then they shot off the starting line, racing for the finish line. You wanted to win. if you lost, you wouldn't have any breasts, being at a mid B cup.