The giraffe is helpless to watch as everything below her waist bloats up dramatically. Her jean shorts strain and creak against the force of her billowing blubbery thighs. Most concerning is the strange sensations just behind her front zipper. Something foreign and pleasurable sensitive growing beneath the denim.
Her mind is racing, she has to catch up that witch, she has to hide herself somehow, everybody is looking at her! She so preoccupied she can barely focus on how good it feels as the growing mass in front of her presses against the restraints of her shorts, pushing through and bursting them open! A cow udder, massive and full now swings between her gargantuan legs.
"H-help! There's a witch...a bat! Somebody has to catch it!" she yells for help but the crowd is stunned at the sight of her sudden change.
Rabid Cowolf
2016-02-29 06:44:43 +0000 UTCBalina
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