"OK, just, like, do it" Kelly said to the girl in her bimbo voice.
After the girl pushed a few buttons, Kelly's mind became clear of all it's slutty thoughts and urges.
"So, do you feel any different?" the girl asked her.
"Like, totally! I feel totally better now not having the mind of, like, some bimbo slut!"
"It seems that you still talk like her, but that shouldn't be much of a problem."
All of a sudden, Kelly's breasts inflated and pushed outward.
"Uh, what's, like, going on here?" Kelly asked as she stared at her growing breasts.
"It's the side effects, which seem to be affecting your physical appearance and traits."
Kelly's breasts stopped growing. What used to be C cup breasts were now nothing less than a pair of busty DD's. Her tank top and bra could hardly contain them.
"This is just great. Being stuck as some blonde chick is, like, bad enough, but now I have a chest that, like, barely even fits my top." Kelly said, complaining.
"I told you about the side effects before hand. Anything could have happened Kelly." the girl said.
"But I can't, like, stay in these clothes any longer. My breasts are totally to big for my top to contain." Kelly said.
"Well, then. Looks like we get to go shopping." the girl said.