You don’t notice untill they start pressing into the steering wheel. “Holy shit,” you yell, trying to control the car. You just make it to the side of the road before the steering wheel becomes immovable because of your breasts. “What did you do,” you pant, struggling to breathe. You manage to get one hand under the seat and hit the release lever sliding the seat back.

Natalie just looks at you with a weird grin. You then notice your rapidly expanding breasts destroyed the shirt you were wearing. It was already stretched to the limit, now it is rags. You reach over and grab the Ipad from her. You quickly look it over. It has a diagram of your body displayed. Your breasts are highlighted and there is a slide bar next to them. You put your finger on it and drag it all the way down. Within seconds your breasts shrink to an A-cup.

“Whoa, that’s better,” you say feeling their new weight.

“I kind of liked them big,” Nate pouts.

You frown, hand her the IPad back, and say, “Don’t push anything else”. You change into a new shirt, slide the seat forward, and continue driving. Nate continues reading, but refrains from pushing anything else.

It starts getting late, but strangely you’re not feeling tired. You’re also not paying attention to how fast you’re going.