As you and Pam start to digest in the blond's belly, you see your chance. There is something, maybe just some sort of current as the two of you become soup, that is causing you two to drift apart, but not too strongly. So time to try to "cling" to Pam or try to get away. You consider briefly, and decide that you want Pam to learn a lesson, and be your boobs now. And so you "grab" hold of Pam and try to hold on as you once again lose consciousness.
You waken in the nurse's room [presumably] still as a set of knockers, a really impressive set, but you want to be in charge. Time to make a boob, or rather boobs, our of Pam.
Pam's awake too, and still feeling really down about being dumped. She pays no attention as you try to take over. It's probably not at all accurate, but you somehow see yourself creeping up on this Pam figure, and then tackling her. She gives a scream of shock and tries to get free, but you have a good hold on her, and somehow her sorrow is making her weak. Pretty soon she is pinned.
Now you must drag her thru her body until you reach her breasts, and then shoving her in there, and somehow slamming a "door" to keep her there. As you "walk" back to Pam's brain, you wonder how real any of this is. Likely your brain is just making its best guess about how things are here and using familiar feelings to explain things. It seems to be working anyway. You find what looks like the driver's wheel of a car, and settle into position.
Suddenly you are looking out of Pam's eyes, and Pam's body is telling you you are lying on a bed in the Nurse's room as you had thought. Without effort you rise to Pam's, now your, feet. Noticing a full length mirror, you decide to check yourself out.
Wow! You had known what a hottie Pam was with you as her magnificent mountains, but it's so much more impressive when you can see it yourself. You marvel at your lovelies, and then start moving around to watch them move. Pam finally breaks out of her feeling sorry for herself long enough to object, to your amusement.
"No Pam." you laugh. "You are just my toy, or rather toys, now, and I can do anything I want with you. If I want to bounce you up and down, up and down you go... And when I want to grab you and squeeze you... Say, you know that feels rather good..."
As you start to caress Pam/yourself, you are indeed finding it quite good. Your burgeoning beauties start to swell with emotion as you palm them. You are finding this extremely enjoyable, and so is Pam. Your excitement increases and you just can't stop rubbing your sensitive fullness.
Your most sensitive center is demanding attention too, but that would leave a breast unattended, and that won't do. Quickly you push, and force a nipple up and into your eager mouth. As you start nursing, your hand is now free to stimulate your damp need.
It will not be long now. You feel your nipple stiffen with passion as you lick it. It is wet as well. You feel Pam reaching her own peak of passion as well. Then a moment later you do climax. [Technically only you do, but you can feel Pam enjoying your pleasure too.] For a second, you relax in ecstasy, but you return to action quickly, almost frantically kissing, caressing and stimulating everything you can reach.
This time both you and Pam come. Ah... If you had thought it fun when only you did, you didn't realize what you had been missing. Your pleasure increase hers and hers increases yours. You don't quite faint in your joy, but you no longer can manage to stand and sink to the floor.
After a moment, you manage to stand. Then you take you peaks in hand, caressing in a more gentle way. "You know Pam. I was thinking how to punish you for making me your boobs, but after that session, I see how we should be real good friends... I'm going to treat you really well, much better than you did me. You're going to enjoy being my boobs."
Pam is still having problems in saying anything, but you can feel her approval. No doubt she will want to be in charge again some day, but right now everything is fine.
"Now I'd best take care of Amber. She deserves something for causing this..."