Dave scanned the café and spotted a fair number of ladies who had some excess weight to them, “How about a massive dose of weight loss?” he asked Jake.
“Yeah that sounds like a great idea, especially for that fat bitch over there!” Jake replied pointing to one black lady in particular who must have been 500lb of flab.
“Very well then” acknowledged Dave gripping the bone tightly, “I wish that all the women in this café would have their excess fat relocated to their breasts and for any future fat to be stored in the breasts” the bone warmed up in his hand, “I think it’s done” Dave said unsure of himself, both lads looked around them, at first nothing seemed to be happening, all the fat was where you’d expect it to be.
“Look there at the really fat bitch!” Jake hushed pointing at the 500lb lady he spotted before. Dave turned around and looked at the woman, it appeared to be working, albeit slowly, the fat woman was getting thinner but her breasts were swelling. Suddenly there was a scream from the other side of the café, the guys looked towards the source of the sound, as did the rest of the patrons and they saw a young woman standing clutching at her increasingly baggy clothing, apart from her top which was starting to look quite strained.
“What’s happening to me?!” she shrieked as she looked around her to try and see what was happening.
“I don’t know girlfriend” the large black lady from before called back, “But it’s happenin’ to all us girls” she added standing up, her growing tits already reaching down to her navel and she had at least another 200lb of flab to go.
“It must be something in the food!” another woman called out then like wild fire all the women started talking amongst them selves, all the while their breasts growing at different rates and to different sizes as their bodies got slimmer. Dave looked over to one table of young thin girls and noticed that they didn’t seem to be changing much if at all, in fact they looked quite perplexed by what they were hearing.
“Check this out Jake” Dave said, nodding towards the table of young girls, gripping the bone tightly as he thought of his next wish. |