Pausing, looking down to your breasts and then smiling up at the boys ogling your new bosom, this could be a very good thing! Looking back at the coaster you dart into line.
Bouncing as your bra-less breasts bounce and sway with you, you get to the front. You also spy a pair of girls laughing and moving through the gate, taking a line together, both of them look obscenely busty, their breasts easily great as watermelons, and quite ugly. While worried you might end up like them, you realize the line is waiting on you.
The conductor spots you, recognizing your alluring form, and laughs. He smiles and waves you forward with a knowing look on his face. This time as he lets you past the turnstile he puts a hand around your waist "Might I suggest a seat closer to the front, for a different experience?"
Upon moving into the seat's line he suggested, you hop in and go for another ride, the first was far more thrilling, and the tingling in your bosom was far more pronounced, but this time as you look down, the change isn't near as incredible. Your breasts are larger, and gorgeously so. Instead of your double D's you see a pair of double E's, a mere letter difference making ALL the difference in the world.
Pausing to model in the mirror after the ride, you pose for yourself, your curves are excellent, your round ass seems to have swollen to keep in proportion, or maybe it just now looks right. Either war, your clothes have shifted again. Some mini-shorts hugging your bubble ass and swollen pussylips, and a mini tank with a slightly transparent look to it over your breasts, the low cut exposing your tightly held cleavage. The shirt doesn't tightly hold over your breasts, instead just hanging loose kind of like a jersey over your teats, and giving a very clear 'underboob' view of your bosom.
While you are busy admiring their handiwork, you see one of the boys who were looking earlier, now sitting on a bench drinking icees. One taps the back of his hand on his buddy, and begins to walk over to you...