Eva's attempt to rise from the ground was met with unexpected difficulty, her movements hindered by the unfamiliar weight and proportions of Layla's body. As she struggled to regain her footing, a surge of frustration mingled with the thrill of her newfound form. She realized it's because of the weight and the size of Layla's breasts.
It was then that Eva's gaze fell upon Layla's breast, her attention drawn to the ample curves that now adorned her frame. With a mixture of fascination and annoyance, she reached out and grasped one of Layla's breasts, her fingers sinking into the soft flesh with a strange sense of curiosity.
As she squeezed, a surge of conflicting emotions washed over Eva, her actions driven by a combination of discomfort and a perverse fascination with her altered physique. With each squeeze, she felt the weight of Layla's body pressing down upon her, a constant reminder of the sacrifice she had made in her quest for beauty and power.
