As we neared the top of the stairs I muttered my wish
"Ahm soh-ry?" Monique said as she turned to look at me. "Did you say something?" She teetered on her high heels and grabbed the banister to keep from falling on top of me. Her breasts had each grown as big as her head, the lacy fringe of her neckline stretched to the max and barely hiding her large dark nipples.
"Mon deus!" She cried looking down at herself. "What 'as 'appened to me?" She clutched her breasts in wonderment, squeezing softly to make sure they were real.
"Just a little 'illusion' I worked out." I said dismissively, then grinned at her. "But they sure *feel* real, don't they?"
"M'sieur Zho-wei, they are amazing! So, sensitive.." She got a far away look on her face as she continued squeezing her giant melons.
Below us the doorbell rang, shocking Monique back from wherever her mind had gone. Her face and chest were flushed, and her erect nipples had half-slipped above the lace of her uniform.
"Oh!" She cried, as she awkwardly tried to stuff her breasts back in her dress. "You have made them too big! 'ow am I to work like this?" She was blushing furiously, and failing utterly to reclaim her modesty. Her left breast had slipped free to hang completely outside her dress, and keeping her arm held tightly over it was hampering her efforts with the right one. "Argh!" She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me. "Your illusion is fantastic, but Ah cannot work with them this large. You must change them back!"
I smiled at her while deciding what to do next.