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The sound perked Lotus' ears and tore her attention, momentarily, away from what was happening to her body. It signaled the last her tunic had in it. In the last ten minutes her tunic had turned from a comfortable robe, to an ill fitting bra, to so many scraps sliding off of her wobbling, sloshing body.
And her body. She had been lithe! Well, chubby, perhaps. Now her arms could no longer hang by her sides, her hands stretched as she struggled, wobbling from side to side, to keep her footing. She could feel everything going on inside her. Every new ounce of juice being produced, every squirt from her belly button and between her legs. More worryingly, she could feel her body start to give up - as though it were running out of room. Where before her stomach had hung feet in front of her, now it was starting to tighten. Her belly button was slowly ascending as though her pelt was stretched to its limit.
She was growing more round.
All around her the village's foxes were eagerly stripping their clothes. Some still pressed berries to her lips and gods help her, she still ate them. The taste... how could she not? How could she not, as the foxes who had turned her into this blimp began pleasuring themselves to the sight of it.
Jenny Koda
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