The flash came and went again and like before it was located in her breasts. Jennifer winced at the thought of further changes. She imagined herself not being able to stand up straight if this continued. To her horror she found her breasts swelling like before. This fact, confirmed by the slight creaking noise accompanying her sweater becoming even tighter. Jennifer almost cried out in panic when she saw the round mounds jutting out from her shoulders.
Once again the growth stopped quickly. This time she found it almost impossible to hide the change in her arms. Jennifer tried to slouch forward but her breasts simply filled the space between her and the desk making her attempt comical. Quickly she flipped open her binder and propped it up in-front of her. Clutching the notebook close to her body she felt satisfied in this awkward cover to hazard another look around.
Behind and left of her, Jennifer found that she had indeed caught the interest of one boy. Darrel, his name, was looking askew at her. His face was scrunched up in a questioning thoughtful way that seemed to belie the fact that he had seen something that he thought could not happen. Jennifer hoped that he would forget what he saw without making a scene.
Jennifer had to do something to stop the growth. That or she had to get out of the class. She was worried that she would not be able to do either without drawing the attention of the whole room. Normally Jennifer liked being the centre of attention but this was not what she wanted. What had that idiot freshman done to her?
She would slowly change to reflect what other people were thinking of when they thought of sex. The words ran through her head and she tried to reason a way out of the problem. Cam, sitting right beside her and day dreaming away, must be the one who was causing her change. She had seen him looking down her top and Jennifer knew that boys spent most of their time thinking about breasts. All she had to do was get Cam to stop thinking.
"Cam? Hey, Cam," she whispered as quietly as she could. He did not seem to hear her. The noise in the room of the teacher reading to the class was too loud. Cam remained in his delighted stupor. Jennifer would have to be a little louder to get his attention.
Before she could call him once again there was a new feeling of warmth on her breasts. Unlike the first times this warmth was not located deep inside her breasts but on the surface. Her skin was tingling and heating up quickly. Jennifer hugged her breasts in tight fearing that more growth was imminent but none occurred. At the point where she would have had to cry out in pain it suddenly stopped. Something had changed on her breasts but she was too afraid to look. At least they had not burst through her top.
"Cam!" Jennifer snapped. There was anger in her voice and even though the word was barely above a whisper Cam's head snapped up.
Cam glanced at her. Jennifer glared. But Cam did not turn in her direction. Instead he finally took interest in the lecture. As long as he was not thinking about her anymore Jennifer was relieved. But what was that last change?
The remainder of the class was short and Jennifer spent every minute right up to the bell trying to think of what Cam had been thinking about. As the class got up to leave, Jennifer grabbed her stuff and ran out of the room ahead of everyone, holding the large binder tight to her top the whole time. Out in the hall it was a quick jog to the bathroom and soon she was in a stall; alone. Only then did she struggle to take her top off to see the changes that Cam had wrought. She found ...