As you think about what just a happened, you try something new. Putting your shirt and Bra back on, you grab a bottle of Apple Juice from the fridge, you pour it into the cup. However, nothing happens. Pouring it out, you then grab the milk again. You pour into the cup. Immediately, you feel something strange, and you feel your bra feel very tight and constricting all of a sudden. Taking off your shirt again, you notice that your breasts not bulge around the side of your bra, and that there are 2 wet patches on the bra right where your nipples were. You then reach behind you and remove your bra, breathing a sigh of release as your breasts bounce free. Your place your hands beneath your breasts and feel their weight. You can feel he milk sloshing around within, and it is pleasuring. You can also feel the new weight of the EE cup breasts on your chest. It feels wonderful.
Reaching down to the ground, you find another present from your parents, and your rip it open. Inside is a small book, with the words "Changing the Enchantment". You open it, and inside is a bunch of enchantments which would change what the cup would do. Scrolling down the index, you find one which reads "More Cup Capacity" and you flip to the page. Reading off it for a while, you then place your hands over the cup and chant "Ie-Od-In-Js-Li-Po-KS-Mi-Lk-MO-RE!" You know that this verse will also cause the changes to become permanent unless specified by you, and that your breasts will always produce milk. It also says that you can decide what you want your size to be.However, as you finish the incantation, nothing happens for a split second.
Tentatively, you pour the milk into the sink. With a start, you realize that the chant worked, and that your breasts aren't shrinking. Then you have an idea. The enchantment said that you can cause your breasts to shrink back if you wish. So you do so, before running upstairs and putting on your shirt again. Then you reactivate the cups power. This time, you wish for JJ cups. Immediately, your breasts begin to swell again. The shirt begins to stretch, and you moan a little bit in pain, until finally, the shirt rips, falling to the ground in a heap of rags.