Beryl had watched the transformation with awe. Even though she had seen it before, it still fascinated her. She was also fascinated by Kyle's reactions to the change; she didn't remember him getting this excited when he changed into her. She was content to let him enjoy it, until he started to touch himself.
"Hey, earth to lover boy. Remember me? Yeah, you're in my room, and you're not alone. I don't want to see that, and I certainly don't want you to do that in my room. If you're gonna continue pleasuring yourself, you need to go to your own room , " said Beryl.
Kyle's eyes slowly opened, and he had a dazed look on his face. He removed his hands from his body, then placed them on the side of his head, as he shook it gently. He looked like someone waking up from a nice dream. He reached his long arms up over his head and stretched, causing his massive breasts to slip free from the tenuous grasp of the bikini.
"Whoops, " he said with a giggle. "I don't know how she wore this. It doesn't even cover up my nipples. "
"Well, she is a stripper. " said Beryl dryly.
"Yeah, " said Kyle, as he cupped his massive breasts in his hands. "I can believe that. I mean, I thought your breasts were big, but these are monstrous. They make yours look like a little boy's, " he said with a chuckle.
Beryl turned a little red. "Well, like I said, she is a stripper. There aren't many girls that big."
Kyle slipped out the bikini and walked to the full length mirror in the nude. Beryl noted that he didn't seem as ashamed of his nudity as before. In fact, he seemed to enjoy it.
Kyle ogled himself in the mirror, examining every inch of his body in detail. "You can say that again. There aren't many girls like this. I'm beautiful, a real life Barbie doll." Kyle had to duck a little to see his upper body and head in the mirror. It was set up for Beryl, and he was evidently much taller than her. "The only problem is my height. I really wish was just a little shorter. Then I'd be perfect. How tall do you think I am? I was 6 feet before, but I feel even taller now."
"I don't know, " said Beryl, shortly. Was she actually feeling jealous? This was just her brother, after all. His current body was really nothing more than a costume. And it was her idea for him to become like this. She shouldn't really care at all. But for some reason it really bothered her. His attitude in particular. It reminded her of all the popular girls at school that made life for girls like her miserable. "You're tall, okay, really tall. Much taller than me. Can we go now?"
"Sure, " said Kyle with a sigh, as he turned away from his beautiful reflection. "Where are the rest of my clothes?"
"What do you mean?" asked Beryl.
Kyle held up the tiny sling bikini with one of his long thin fingers. "Well, you can't expect me to walk into a liquor store just wearing this. I know I look good in it, and I'm sure the employees would love it, but I think it might get me arrested."
"You're right, I didn't think about that. Let me see what else I have. " said Beryl, as she began to dig through a small box at the bottom of her closet. "I found her shirt, some shorts, and some platform shoes, but I can't find a bra. Guess you'll have to go without support. "
"No bra? What kind of idiot goes someplace with melons like these without a bra? Like, how did you even meet someone like me? " said Kyle, slipping into the Valley girl accent without even noticing.
"Like I said, she's the older sister of one of my friends. Her name is Cindy, but I think she used the name Melody Peaks, or something like that when she stripped. We get her to buy beer for us. She's very eager to please, and tries really hard to get everyone to like her. So its easy to get her to do things for us. " said Beryl. "It also helps that she's kind of gullible. I think she might be a little slow. "
"So where is the bra? " asked Kyle impatiently.
"If I had to guess I would say she forgot it. Like I said, she's not the brightest person in the world. Yesterday, we let her come to the pond with us one to go swimming after she bought us some beer. She had a little too much to drink, and after we helped her home I wound up with some of her clothes. So I guess she either left it on the shore, or forgot it somewhere else. "
Kyle frowned.
"Well, you could always use one of my bras. The curse should shrink them down without changing anything else and you could wear my bra. " said Beryl.
Kyle looked down at his breasts, and cupped them in his hands, gently feeling them. "No, " he said. "I think I wanna keep these and try them out for awhile. I'll tough it out." Kyle put on the shirt and shorts, and headed out to the car with Beryl trailing close behind.