"But they're mine!"
"Well, it's a fair trade! Mine for yours!"
"What if I don't want to trade?"
"This whole thing is your fault anyway. You've gotta make some concessions here…"
"I didn't mean to!"
Wendy rolled her eyes. "Look, you made us fall to pieces. Then, while you panicked, I put us together again. Now you're panicking again because I want to borrow your boobs?"
"I'm not panicking!"
"You are! You're freaking out. Look, what's wrong with my tits anyway?"
"Nothing! It's just… you already have my legs."
"I know. We agreed that we both like the other's legs better."
"Okay, fine. Take 'em. Just take whatever you want."
Wendy grabbed them and pulled. They came free one after the other, jiggling in her hands. Laughing a bit, she stuck them to her own chest, presently devoid of any features, then picked up her own smaller tits from the table. She stuck them onto Jenn's chest and gave them a playful pat.
During the very gradual re-building, it'd become apparent that not only could their bodies be stuck back together, but pulled apart again as well. Jenn was confident that this was "temporary" in that "the sales lady said something about it being temporary" but with Jenn's limited attention span Wendy wasn't one to gamble on it. She'd spent the past half-hour reading and re-reading the owner's manual, which Jenn had neglected to even take out of the box.
The changes were indeed "temporary" in one sense. They would only be able to pull themselves apart for a couple of hours, depending on the settings and what strength the remote was set at. The two of them had previously experienced full power, in which case it affects everyone in the room with "maximum results." The funny thing about the manual, at least to Wendy, was that it was written in the same bland technical-corporate style as any other user manual.
For instance: "When the 'upper limb' setting is engaged the Quwarayz (that was the name of the remote for some reason) will cause the disconnection of said limbs at the shoulder. Disconnected articles are subject to the same magickal rules discussed in Section 5. If the user is also the target, it is advisable to use the delayed setting so as to avoid damaging the Orpheus. To learn about the delay setting, see Appendix B."
"I'm putting my clothes back on," announced Jenn. "Where's my- where your bra?"
Wendy shrugged and returned to reading the manual. "Ooh.. Did you know this can inflate things too?"
"What?"
"Let me try something."
"I thought we were done!"
"Well, fine then quitter. This is one you'd actually like a bit too. It's not that bad."
"Oh?" Jenn bit her lip. "Fine. What is it?"
"Just a second."
Wendy fiddled with a couple settings on the remote, changing the area of effect and switching it from disconnection mode to size-alteration mode. She decreased the power to it's lowest setting, pointed it at Jenn and pressed the big red button.
"Well?" asked Jenn.
"Look at 'em!" Jenn looked down and gasped. Her tits - well, actually Wendy's tits - had grown a cup size.
"They're so bouncy!" exclaimed Jenn as she ran her hands over them.
"Yea it mentions that. 'Anatomy which is increased will increase in size, but not in mass, which will evoke a feeling of lightness in the affected area.'"
"Do it again!"
Wendy cranked the strength another notch and zapped her friend up to a D-cup. She raised an eyebrow.
"What are you waiting for?"
Wendy laughed, and cranked up the power to just under half-way. She hit the button.
"How's that?"
Jenn ran her hands over the two cantaloupe-sized tits she'd just acquired.
"I think those are big enough."
"It goes a lot higher."
"But they're already huge! What size is this, double F? I don't even think I have a shirt that will fit over these."
"I wanna find out what the maximum setting does."
"Then try it on yourself!"
"No, it's more fun this way."
Wendy turned the power up to half-way and fired.
"Wendy!"
"They're like … basketballs. Wow. They're still not heavy?"
"Amazingly enough, they're just as light as they were before."
"Well, that's good."
Wendy turned the dial up a bit and pressed the button again.
"Wendy!"
"We're not even to three quarters yet!" Zap. "Now it is."
"Oh my god. It's like two yoga balls on my chest."
"I was going to say bean-bag chairs. Your nipples are almost as big as your head."
Jenn laughed. "I can't even reach around them anymore. Okay, we might as well go all the way. At this point, who cares, right."
Wendy shrugged and turned it up the rest of the way. Bzzt.
"Woah. I can't… They're…."
"Are you back there, somewhere, behind those tits?"
Jenn's boobs were easily twice the volume of the rest of her. From the front, they eclipsed nearly her whole body, dragging gently on the floor and rising up in front of her face.
"I can't see where I'm going," said Jenn. "But I guess the padding will… Hey!"
"Hi," said Wendy, suddenly face to face with Jenn. She'd slipped in between the two massive boobs, still just as light as the b-cups they'd started as.
"I should've known you'd … why did I even buy that thing."
"This is awesome. You should leave them like this."
"Yea, no. Can you put em back please?"
"Fine, fine."
Wendy left the confined space of Jenn's cleavage and picked up the remote again. She turned the power down a bit, back to just over half-way and pushed the button. Jenn was not back to just a watermelon size.
"They're still-"
Wendy toggled into the helium setting, and with a grin pushed the button again.
"Woah, what's happening? I'm … ahh, dammit Wendy, get me down!"
Jenn's boobs had lifted, so much so that her feet had left the ground by a couple inches. She dangled there for a moment.
"That looks like fun. Are you sure?"
"I… yes, it is pretty cool."
"Good, cause I wasn't finished yet." Wendy took a hold of Jenn's hips and pulled. Her lower half came free at the waist.
"Wha-" said Jenn as she floated up to the ceiling. "Get me down!"
Wendy put Jenn's lower half - come to think of it those were her legs anyway - in front of her, then with a couple toggles of the remote, fused her upper half into both sets of legs.
"Woah, this is weird," she said, taking a couple steps sideways.
"Help me!" Jenn pushed against the ceiling, sending her down a couple feet before the buoyancy of her tits raised her back up to the ceiling.
"Anyways," said Wendy, picking up a pair of pants. "I'm going for a walk. I'm gonna leave the remote *and* the manual for you to read so you'll actually learn how to use the damn thing. If you haven't resolved your situation by the time I get back, I promise I'll put you back to normal."
"You! I hate reading!"
"You're so cute up there! Alright, I'll see you! Don't go outside before you deflate yourself!"
"Bye!" Jenn giggled. It looks like she was finally enjoying herself.