Emily closed the door to Ms. Range's class room before an ear to ear grin split her face. "Oh, my, gawd, James!" She cried out in joy as she hugged the real Helen Range to her significantly expanded chest, enjoying the feel of his tone muscular body against her own supple curves. "This is so freaking amazing! You're the best for making it all happen!"
"Thanks Em," Helen said, blushing slightly at the up close look she was getting at Emily's stolen bust line and the effect it was having on her own stolen manhood. "But you know, the magic might be giving you those assets... but I think you wear them better than the original owner!"
"You think?" Emily said as she pivoted on a platformed heal, placing the tips of her manicured nails on her more rounded hips and posing in a way designed to draw attention to the shortness of her cheer skirt. She could tell the effect her body was having on her boyfriend, and she was loving every minute of it.
"Yeah," Helen said with a stupid grin on his face, having a hard time getting his eyes to stop dropping back to Emily's chest. "Though I wouldn't mind a more... personal examination. Say, back at your place?"
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