The Greek goddess responsible for all of this laughed smugly. The sheer power of music would never be doubted again! Now, with the wielder of the Phoenix itself under her sway and reduced to a materialistic brat, she felt her power increase even further.
Songs would now begin to cause physical changes as well as mental ones.
"Let's see anyone disrespect music again once this day is through!" she sighed happily.
***
The Invisible Woman had gone out to buy some groceries when it seemed like all of Manhattan had devolved into sudden, inexplicable chaos. Car horns blared as two-thirds of the people driving either abruptly stopped and got out of their cars or began driving
erratically. A wrath of joggers seemed to now be unusually aggressive, aroused or both. Another large group of people were acting strangely, iPods and other devices casually tossed to one side as they either stripped, started fighting, kissing or just ran
off in various directions.
She ducked into a nearby bodega to call her husband, noticing that the store seemed both empty and ransacked.
"Reed, I know you're in your lab but look outside! The entire city's gone crazy! I'm about to shoot up the flare gun so we can start doing some riot control-"
The lyrics to "Milkshake" by Kelis began to play on the portable radio on the counter, still plugged in.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, "It's better than yours."
Damn right, it's better than yours.
I could teach you but I'd have to charge.
Sue felt a sudden and powerful tingling in her tits, causing her to gasp and drop the phone. She stared down in shock as her already full tits began to swell outward, expanding out to DD's and feeling incredibly heavy.
"What the hell-"
The chorus repeated itself and Sue groaned again as her tits swelled outwards, sloshing with milk.
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And they're like, "It's better than yours."
Damn right, it's better than yours.
I could teach you but I'd have to charge.
"Aiigh!" she cried out as her tits swelled up and outwards, becoming both ridiculously fully, bouncy and buoyant. She now possessed a rack that would put She-Hulk to shame, her bra snapping and her blouse overwhelmed by her new boobs, complete with thick
pink nipples dripping with milk.
Susan Storm was no idiot - she immediately reached out with her telekinetic force field to smash the nearby radio into bits. She put out a hand to steady herself, staring down at her new watermelon-sized tits in shock. How had listening to a song done this
to her body? She looked around for her phone, amazed at the way her huge new tits wobbled and jiggled in front of her as she moved. To her shock, she now had to look left or right to see past them, the giant canyon of cleavage making it so she couldn't even
see her own feet.
Of course, that was when a group of business men looking to flee the insanity outside ducked inside.
"What the hell is going on? Why has- whoa."
All four men stopped to stare in shock at Susan's huge, exposed tits. One licked his lips as another reached out with both hands to touch them. The look in their eyes was dull and hungry, as if hypnotized.
"Stop!" Sue cried out, moving backwards but losing her balance due to her new gigantic tits as she did so. She whipped up a force field to keep the men back but was surprised to see them all freeze in their tracks, eyes still staring at her tits.
As she awkwardly got to her feet, she spoke again, trying to awkwardly cover them up with her hands and hissing as she learned just how sensitive they were now.
"Good, that's good. Don't move. I- ahhhh! - jeez! Um. Sit down over there?"
The men all moved without thought, sitting down instantly in a corner of the store, although their eyes still fixated on Susan's huge new mams.
"Wow. And I thought my old superpower was embarrassing." Susan muttered, blushing. "At least I can get them to help me find my phone and call Reed. After that, I think I'm staying invisible until I can find a decent bra for these . . . things!"
But why should she cover them up? They'd bring all the boys to the yard and-
She shook her head violently. Why was she caring about how many men she could hypnotize with her big boobs? What did it matter that she could have every man in New York City meet in Central Park and worship her gigantic new breasts? The more she tried to fight
the strange thoughts, the more wet she felt herself getting.
"I need- Reed, I have to call-"
Two young women rushed in through the door, surprising Susan. They were slim, attractive brunettes with dancer's builds in regular clothes.
"Help! There's some guys-"
Suddenly, the voices of both girls trailed off as they stared in awe at Susan's tits.
"Jeez lady, your tits! How did you get tits so big?" one of the girls asked in a tone of both envy and awe. Their eyes were slightly hypnotized as well but shot through with envy and insecurity.
Suddenly, Susan forgot all about Reed. This was an opportunity to make some money from some jealous bitches. She lowered her hands and thrust out her magnificent hooters at the flat-chested little girls. With tits like hers, she'd have every man in the world
serving her and she could have every woman in New York emptying out their savings account to learn how to have boobs just half as big and full as hers.
"Well, I could teach you . . . but I have to charge." she said with an evil smile, thrusting out her tits with a sneer on her face.
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