Focussing on Alex you think about swapping for her voluptuous breasts. Suddenly you feel a weight on your chest. Looking down you see that your T-shirt was being pushed out by a pair of breasts. Giving one of them a squeeze you smirk. Looking back up at Alex you see that she still seems to have breasts.

"But the power should be to swap parts, not just morph," you wonder.

"What are you looking at?" snaps Alex, hanging up the phone.

Wondering why she did not notice your new breasts you ask her, "Alex? Do you notice anything strange about me?"

"What? No?" she replies, grabbing cereal from the cupboard.

"What about these breasts?" you ask her, curious as to what had happened.

"Fuck you Bill!" shouts Alex, "I've had enough of you making fun of my implants! I would kill to have gorgeous reals breasts like you but I was always flat-chested! I just wish you'd stop with the jokes alright!" With that she storms off, crying slightly.

You then realize what had happened, reality had somehow changed. Since Alex had always tried to be the most popular and beautiful girl she must have gotten breast implants to be able to compete with the other girls in that department. Unfortunately that meant that you couldn't just swap back for you old flat chest. Or could you...?