"Hey Mattie, come over here!"
"Huh? Oh! Sure thing Pyre. What's up?"
"You doing alright? You seem kind of out of it...anyways, I was just thinking to myself the other day that I've got a lot on my chest lately, and that I need to let loose some with a good pal of mine."
"You? 'A lot on your chest?'...Go figure...wonder why that is."
"Mmm, honestly I don't know; I was just going about my business when all of a sudden Lass offered me something interesting."
"REALLY. And what was it that they gave you, if you'd be so kind as to explain?"
"I'm getting to it! Ahem, I think they wanted to pawn off some sort of weird 'reality swap soda'...wouldn't even let me know where they got it from."
"I'm curious about the applications of such a shady item...does it say who it affects?"
"From what Lass told me, it affects everything but me...and yet I feel like nothing's changed at all somehow."
"How peculiar...thank you very much for telling me about it; now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to kick their lying--"
"Geez, calm down! Seems like you're all kinds of grumpy today...why is that? Since you're so flat I guess you have it easier than I do, if I'm being real."
"Now I KNOW you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"
"Come on Mattie, give me a break! It's not my fault I was born this way...I'm sure that once you get older surely you'll grow mega milkers like mine out of nowhere that are so massive they'll make ME look like the small one!"
"Uh huh, cause that'll make the current situation better."
"Ugh, you're being super annoying right now! Tell you what, I'll sit up on my legs and you can rub your boobs against mine to hopefully make them huge right this instant."
"WHAT? That's preposterous! You REALLY believe that will work? What if your breasts got smaller, and my breasts got bigger as a result?"
"Hah! That would NEVER happen! But on the off-chance it does…I'd be okay with it actually; bearing the weight of a woman is nice and all but something in the back of my mind is screaming at me saying it's just not meant to be."
"(Your mind's more right than it'll ever know.)"
"Pardon?"
"Nothing. Let's just get this over with."
*SQUISH!*
"Ehehe, wow! Feeling someone else press on my boobies is pretty strange...I've never done something like this before in my life!"
*BOING!*
"I see...you would THINK that someone of your stature would have smushed those things into someone else's face one time too many."
*SPROING!*
"Despite how I look, I'm not THAT clumsy you know! Although...if there's one embarrassing secret...it's that sometimes they get filled with too much milk and I have to leak in a corner hidden from view."
*JIGGLE!*
*Gotcha...almost like a cow, right?*
*BOUNCE!*
"How did you know that? It's almost like you know my body inside-out or something!"
*PLAP!*
"Ahaha...let's just say that it's a hunch I have...are we almost done yet?"
*POKE!*
"Maybe a little longer...don't you want to have gigantic globes larger than your own head? And I'd be freed of needing to heave these suckers all over the place. They're soooo heavy and inconvenient! Not that you would know how I live--Ah, sorry! You're probably quite offended by me saying this!"
*Leak...*
"Eh, you're good; I give up anyhow. Have fun living with those honkers of yours..."
"Wait, get back over here! They're starting to spurt dairy...I can't stop it at all and need some help!"
"Nope. Why not simply try sucking your own boobs? You don't need me to do that for you."
"But I don't wanna...usually I let someone else drink them...don't I?"
"(Time to find Lass and fix this mess...!)"