I was angry at myself. How did I allow this to happen?!
"Jenny!" I said loudly. "You've got the power. Change us back now! I don't want to be a girl! I don't want to grow breasts today! JENNY PLEASE!"
"Stop it ANNIE. Stop calling me Jenny. Firstly I think we ought to use our new names now. You'll call me Andrew and I'll call you Annie. Secondly I'm sure that if I wished you having to experience boobs then I had to have a damn good reason for it, even though I might not remember it now..."
"But..." I tried to protest "I'm not Annie! And you are Jenny, not any Andrew!"
"What's wrong with you, huh? Why don't you just play along little girl? Look, I'll make it easier for you..."
I saw her crossing her fingers and then she said. "Jenny does whatever her boyfriend tells her to do."
As soon as I spotted the crossed fingers I shivered. What he was doing simply wasn't right. And then I realized that for the first time I used the male pronoun when thinking about my new boyfriend even though I knew that really he was a girl. Why?!
"But Andrew, please..." I tried to protest again but something was wrong with the words that came out of my mouth. I didn't say my girlfriend's real name! I tried to say 'Jenny' again.
"Andrew..." was the only thing that came out of my mouth in my melodic voice.
So that was it. Andrew wanted me to do whatever I was told and asked me to use our new names. And so I couldn't do otherwise no matter how hard I tried...
"I see you're learning fast." he said with a smile on his face "And I have to say... You obeying me gives me certain unexpected feeling of... pleasure. But why don't we explore it somewhere else?" his fingers crossed again. "Me and m girlfriend wear some clothes that would fit us well for a trip to the beach."
The instant he finished I felt something brushing against my soft skin and when I looked down I saw I was wearing a simple orange sundress. I could feel most of my back being uncovered and so was most of my chest. The material was just high enough to cover my nipples. There wasn't have any cleavage. Yet.
Andrew was wearing just shorts and a tight t-shirt really emphasizing his musculature.
"So we're ready for the trip to the beach. Put your sandals on and we'll go."
"Andrew, that is just ridiculous! I can't be seen like that... as a girl!" I protested but at the same time I felt my body moving following Andrew's command, reaching for the children-sized strap sandals which materialized on the floor together with our clothes.
I undid the straps of the sandals and proceeded to put them on my tiny feet but as soon as they were on I felt something strange. The bottoms of my feet tingled which tickled a little bit. However after a couple seconds the tingling rapidly increased in strength so that it became almost unbearable. I quickly took the sandals off. The tingling have ceased but a strange feeling in my feet remained. I wiggled my petite toes. The feeling was still there.
"Wait, did you just..." Andrew asked. "Did putting these on feel strange?"
I nodded.
"Ha! Perfect!" He clapped his hands. "So your Breastgiving WILL be today! I actually can't wait until I can play with your boobs. And they should arrive soon! I wouldn't be surprised if by the time we get to the beach you already had them. But I don't want you to grow them while walking, I really want to see it happening in detail." he crossed his fingers once again "Jenny's tits will start growing only once we get to the beach. Now, let's go."
Shit. So it was bound to happen now. I had the feet symptom and everything. I was doomed to a day of Breastgiving. I felt myself walking out of the house after Andrew, just like he commanded me. I sobbed quietly.