Patreon Prompt 682

Prompt: (Female to Nerdy, Fat, Donkey Man TF) https://www.deviantart.com/la-cheezy321/art/COMM-The-Mule-Identity-1091756018

            Beyond done with the nerd convention, Molly tried to make her way over to a secluded part of the floor. Fixing her glasses, she decided to try and bide her time by going through the loot bag she had been given. Amidst a plethora of strange knick knacks, and clothes that were way too big for her, eventually she found something she assumed that only the geeky boyfriend who had dragged her to the event wouldn’t immediately toss into the trash.

            As she was pondering if the things she considered junk would be worth anything, Molly spotted a lone card. Picking up the paper she focused her vision on the image of a cartoon donkey on the front. Bewildered by the phrase “Dorkus Donk” on the card, she wondered if she had received some kind of joke prize. That was until her glasses were tossed to the ground be her face growing out into a snout and her ears becoming long and covered in grey fur.

            Molly let out a distressed HEE HAW as her Brody began to fatten up. Ripping through her sweater, her breasts lost their shape lines as the few large enough to rip through her bra. Her skirt became disheveled from the combination of her widening hips, chunky rear, and the tail swaying back and forth. Desperately trying to get ahold of her situation as she became covered in grey fur and she stumbled around on her hooved feet, she barely had a chance to acknowledge the sizable bulge stretching out her panties.

            All at once, Molly’s confused mind became clearer as she realized what was happening. Recalling that his name was Mel, he brushed his hoof-like fingers through his mane of black hair before getting dressed. Adorned in an XXL shirt depicting his favorite super hero and a pair of shorts that hugged his girthy manhood, he put his glasses on and began to waddle off in search of his partner. Clutching his body pillow in his arms, he fixed his thick lenses to ensure he wouldn’t miss a single detail of the convention floor.