Jess chose transform. Jen followed the plan and handed over the sheet of paper. As soon as Jess took it, her muscles became more toned. Next, her shirt bulged out on either side. The fabric unraveled, then weaved back in two perfect sleeves as her new arms emerged. They were clones of her original pair. Everything seemed fine until two new spots pressed her shirt forward. Jess’s breasts had grown a few cup sizes, but had also multiplied. She was like their mom now, albeit with more arms. The transformation appeared to finish when the lower pair matched the top row in size.
“Why on earth do you have four breasts now?” Jen asked.
Jess lifted the list and read through it. “I’m not really sure... We all read through this several times. There’s no mention of extra breasts...”
“Think about it...” Suzy interrupted.
“Two arms, one set of pectoral muscles.”
“How many would four arms get you?”
“Oh shit... I think you’re right...” Jess replied as she flexed the lower pair of arms.
She could feel new muscles pulling at the back of her multiplied chest.
Jen was a little worried and said, “Jen, if you want... I’m sure we can use the power to remove them.”
Jess thought for a moment then giggled. “Thanks Jen... I’ll think about it, but to be honest... They all feel amazing. Firm and sensitive. Somehow not heavy at all.”
She squeezed one breast in each hand.
“You two are really gonna like this...”
Jen handed over the notebook. “I’m ready whenever you are...”