"Thanks, Kyle. " said Beryl. "Now let's get started. Here, wear this, " she said, as she lifted her shirt off her chest. Kyle looked at her chest, and was surprised at the size of her breasts. Kyle hadn't realized she was that big. She must have hidden it behind baggy clothing.
Kyle realized that Beryl knew he was ogling her chest, and looked down at the ground with embarrassment, as he flushed and grabbed the shirt from her. "Sorry, " he mumbled.
Beryl smiled. "Don't worry about it. They're going to be yours in a few minutes anyway."
Kyle shrugged the shirt over his head. Slowly his body changed, slimming in the waist and blossoming in the chest. As his breasts continued to grow, they began to hurt, and he tried to hold them in his hands for support. The soft flesh continued to expand almost beyond the grasp of his shrinking delicate hands, and he was afraid that they might never stop growing. But mercifully, the transformation was soon over.
"Amazing, " said Beryl, with awe, as she reached over and felt Kyle's breast. "They're real. I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it."
"Hey, keep your hands to yourself, " said Kyle, as he slapped her hands away.
"Relax, " said Beryl, as she removed her hands. "They're mine anyway."
"Not anymore, " said Kyle, as he fiddled with his breasts, trying to keep them from sagging painfully. Beryl stood and returned with a bra. "Here use this."
As Kyle attached the bra, he suddenly looked at Beryl. "Hey, how did you know I changed? I thought part of the curse was that everyone would think I was always like this."
Beryl smiled. "The transformation curse you used on me protects me from that provision of Jennifer's curse. I need to know everything that happened to you if I am going to cure you."
"How do you know that? Maybe you remembered because you were in the room. " said Kyle.
Beryl shook her head. "Only Jennifer and I would recognize that you were different, even if you changed directly in front of someone else. Trust me, I know, " said Beryl. She tapped a finger lightly against her head. "Full knowledge of the curse, remember."
"Alright, maybe you're right, "said Kyle, sadly. "How do we complete the transformation?"
"Just a second, " said Beryl, as she left the room. She returned shortly with a cap on her head. She took it off and handed it to Kyle. "Wear this, and it should be enough for you to complete the transformation, and become me, body and mind."
"And how do I get back to myself?" asked Kyle.
Beryl smiled. "I left some of your clothes in a bag on the floor of your room, including one of your old baseball caps. I couldn't find any pants, so we'll have to deal with that later. But make sure you place the hat on first! If you put the other clothes on first and keep my head, reality might shift into some weird existence where I was born a man!"
"Okay, okay. I'll remember. Are you ready?" asked Kyle, as he positioned the hat above his head.
Beryl looked nervous, and trembled a little. She took a deep breath, then looked Kyle in the face, and said, "I'm ready. Let's do this. Put it on."