"They're going to get stronger too!" Becky said. "It figures. After all, they're boys."
"But that's not the way it has to be! Why can't we be the strong ones?" Missie insisted.
Becky looked confused. "I don't know. That sounds weird. What if Rob doesn't like being with me? What if he thinks I make him look weak?"
Missie nodded. "I know. But I don't think he was looking at you that way. And neither did Louis. I think these changes made us even better looking to them than we were before. They're just jealous, and maybe scared of us, scared of our strength, our power and maybe our power over them."
"Really? You think so?" Becky asked, looking for Rob who was now halfway toward the machine.
"If they go through that machine," Missie continued, "we're gonna lose most of that power over them. And they," she added, pointing in their direction, "are gonna look a lot better to the competition."
Becky's eyes widened. "But I was just getting used to him! How are we going to stop them from getting the treatment?"
Missie smiled. "I have JUST the idea. But we have to move fast!" She took Becky's hand and they moved through the crowd. They caught up to the boys just when they were about to reach the machine. The girls could see the salesman was putting up a new sign. It was clear at least that the free period had ended, but the boys could not see that over the crowd. Meanwhile, the line to use it was growing rapidly.
"Becky. Missie. So, you came to watch us get bigger," Rob said.
"Yeah, I'm sure you can't wait to snuggle against our big chests and powerful arms," Louis added.
"Um, that's what we wanted to tell you guys before it's too late," Missie said, looking at Becky to keep her quiet. "I'd be careful about going in there if I were you."
"Careful, why?" Louis said.
"You know, I can see why you guys want to get stronger. I mean, what guy wouldn't? But are you sure you want bigger chests. Bigger like these?" She shifted her shoulders from side to side, emphasizing her larger breasts and noting with great satisfaction the way the boys' eyes followed them. She LOVED having larger breasts!
"Why should it make our breasts grow?" Rob challenged. "This says it's a muscle machine, not a breast enlarger."
"Exactly. That's what it says," Missie replied. "And where do you think I got these bigger boobs? From exercising?"
The boys looked at each other and trembled slightly. "Hey, the sign doesn't say it's just for girls. Don't you think they'd warn us if it grows boobs on guys?"
Missie shrugged. "Suit yourself. You're probably sure it's all been thoroughly checked out by the government. But all I can say is this girl here doesn't find 'moobs' very attractive."
Becky laughed. "Yeah, 'moobs'. Man boobs! But I'd help you guys shop for bras, when you need them."
"Yech!" Louis said, backing away from the machine.
"If you're so cautious, why'd you try it?" he said, challenging Missie. "Why weren't you worried it would make you look like a man?"
Missie smiled because it was so obvious that she DIDN'T look at all masculine. "Ha! Because Becky went first, so I'd already seen what happened to Becky. I wasn't worried."
"And you know me," Becky chipped in. "I try everything!" She winked at Rob.
"Maybe we should wait," Louis said. "And see how some other guys look when they come out."
"Shit, look at that line! We'd have to be here all day now to use it!" Rob said with dismay. "We might never get the chance now anyway."
"Oh, don't be disappointed, boys. I'm sure Becky and I can make it up to you! I for one am feeling very, very hot," Missie said, taking Louis's arm.
"Me too!" Becky said, taking Rob's.
"Well ..." Rob said.
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