As the minutes ticked by and our casual chat continued, I noticed the girl's chest slowly puffing up. At first, she didn't react at all, but after a few minutes, she started rubbing and scratching her chest a bit."Hmm, I feel a bit odd," she said as she looked down upon her still mostly flat bosom. She decides to ignore it for now, but a few minutes later, her A-cup breasts really became too obvious. "What is going on!?" the girl asked and I replied as though I had no idea. "I don't see a difference," I said as she was pointing at her breasts, which had almost reached B-cup by now.
"Oh God, my top is filling up with fat, what is happening? ... and, what in the world are these!?" the girl pulled off her top, still not knowing "breasts" exist, and point at her newly formed nipples. "These," she says, "I didn't have these!"
I was staring at her now exposed, slowly growing breasts. Now C cup, the girl started rubbing them with her hands. "This feels... so weird! Have you ever seen anything like this?" she asked.
"No, but I wish I would see them more often," I replied, not even noticing I was making a wish. I wouldn't find out I was until lateron, though. "You will probably have to get used to them," I said. This shocked her severely. "What!? Can't I get rid of these? Surely, I should go to the hospital! What if it is something dangerous, like a tumor?"