You could only gasp in horror as you looked to your new chest, the size of yoga balls. You lifted a hand to touch them, only for them to jiggle in response. You held back a small moan and blush as you glare daggers at Destiny, "What the hell?! Why did you make them this big?!"
"If you're going to be stuck like me, you need to look different" she spoke as she looked for another book.
"How about you find a book that doesn't make me look like freaking DEMONA!"
Destiny growled at you, "You want those to be even bigger?!" You shook your head, "Than stay silent!" Destiny grabbed a couple of books from the shelves, "These should help."
"What are those?" you asked with anger dripping from your voice.
"Oh...something that will help tell us apart." She opened one of them, but what would it do?
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