"Time to earn your money." A snarling voice demanded from the other side. Snatching your attention back from the width of your hips, you take in some of the other changes. They're just as extreme, swallowing nervously, you realise you're far bustier than you thought. Your is bigger than your head, your nips lewdly provocative and erect.
Your pulse quickens as you imagine dancing in front of a baying crowd. Your stomach turns to water as your confidence collapses. Ripping your gaze from your heavy, full and impossibly firm bust you're confronted with the gorgeous face you now possess.
Your lips too full and provactive, your eyes wide and innocent. Swallowing again, your mouth too parched, you feel queasy, your light lunch threatening to erupt from the abject fear...
Trying to spit, you discover you also have a pierced tongue.
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