I try to think to myself about the events of the day and how it all started... well obviously it all started with that magic stone... when I first found it, it had been warm and felt electric... almost. But when I picked it up again it simply had the feel of a regular stone.

"I need to go back there..." I said aloud, and started jogging towards my school, but I got winded a bit quicker because of my heaving breasts which were frustrating to carry without the support of a bra.

I got back to the school and examined the magic stone. It was still cold, and unusable, but then I noticed something...