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[Shy Shay]

Cain pounds on the metal tube. "Shut it! You insulted my ex, and I expect you to back it up! What does it freaking matter if you're a girl?! Get over it!"

Well, the now fully formed bra was supporting her ample breasts in a comfoting manner.

[muffinstud]

"It just matters, okay?" Bert blushes as she prods her breasts. "My body feels so weird now. Sam... does it say how much longer until it's done? I really want out of here."

[Shy Shay]

Cain leans off of the tube. "At least you're not crying now."

Samuel speaks up. "...any minute now."

The new girl can feel a jacket start forming over her shirt.

[muffinstud]

"Wait. You assault my manhood just to get me to stop crying?" Bert smacks the tube. "Cain, you're being a real ass today, you know that? I'd like to see you grow some tits and act all calm about it."

[Shy Shay]

Cain laughs heartily. "It worked, didn't it?"

Soon the jacket stops forming, and the voice comes back on. "Molecular reconstruction c-c-c--compl-pl-plete. Sh-sh-shut-ting d-down. O-open-ening ch-cham-amb-ber."

The sounds of gears grinding fills the room.

[muffinstud]

Bert grumbles to herself, not wanting to admit Cain was right. She startles as the gears move, and takes her knife back in hand and readies herself. "Finally. I thought this nightmare would never be over."

[Shy Shay]

The tube slowly, in an on again off again manner rises above Bert. When it was all up, every guy was silent. Well. Except for Kyle. He whistles. "Damn, you turned out hot!"

[muffinstud]

"I'm sorry, Kyle. I didn't hear you." Bert raises his knife and motions Kyle to approach. "Say that again while I stab you." Despite her apparent looks, she still manages to have a murderous glint in her eyes.

[Shy Shay]

He raises his hands and backs away. "Chill, chill. It was a compliment!" Cain bonks him on the head. "Shut up you idiot. Do you want to see what you look like? Err... Bert?"

[muffinstud]

She sighs. "Yeah. Let's see what the damage is." With all the staring, Bert cringes a little and wraps the jacket around herself tighter. In her effort to cover up her chest, she unwittingly pulls her shirt up a bit, revealing some midriff.

[Shy Shay]

Cain worlessly holds out a hand mirror, revealing this. "You gotta admit, Kyle's got a point."

[muffinstud]

Bert gapes into the mirror and touches her face. "Wow. That's... me." She wriggles her hand to see it move in the mirror. "I mean, I could tell I felt different, but to see it..." She lets go of her jacket, letting her bust push it aside. She grimaces. "I am... hot, aren't I?"

[Shy Shay]

Cain pauses, trying to phrase it tactically... but Kyle takes the chance out of his hand. "Woah, ya, momma! You're hot!" He wiggles his eyebrows at her. "Wanna go see a romantic movie?"

[muffinstud]

"Kyle, I still have the knife." She says it calmly, but with plenty of meaning. Bert sighs, still looking at herself in the small mirror. "Is there any way we can turn that thing back on, turn me back?" She turns around, looking over her shoulder to get a look at her backside. "Oh man..." She rubs a hand on one of her hips, following the curve.

[Shy Shay]

Samuel speaks up now. "Unfortunatly, no. You heard those... odd... speak patterns as it lifted up? It's broken. I could try, but chances are more that you'd turn into goo then back into a boy."

Cain nods. "Alright then. Not trying that."