Sweat beads on your forehead as you struggle through your mana-induced transformation. Sparks of errant magic arch off your flesh, and the faint smell of burnt clothe fills the air. There is an audible cracking sound and a sharp pain reverberates though you, stemming from your very bones and spreading to your flesh. You are overcome by a strange stretching sensation, as if your muscles are growing beyond the confines of your skin. Still clothed, it's hard to make out the details of your changes, but you do see your limbs extend past the sleeves of your shirt and pant as your bones elongate. The ground beneath you fractures during your throws of anguish hinting at your muscles newly enhanced strength.
Suddenly, the pain is replaced by a blossoming of heat within your chest.... It's almost.... Pleasurable Your breasts begin to swell, pressing the against the fabric of your tunic and grinding your hardening nipples into the course fabric. Their sensitivity seems to have magnified as even the slightest grazing against your rosey swells leaves you breathless... Unbidden, your hands begin twitch as a lustful ache spreads to every inch of your transforming body. You want, need something to bring you to release.
Nelsy kneels at your side, hesitantly reaching for you. However her other hand, buried in the depths of her fluid womanhood, betrays the effect your erotic display has had on the frisky water nymph. Even as she looks on with worry, you can detect a certain hunger behind her eyes. Perhaps your watery companion could bring you the sweet completion you crave... By the way she's pumping her fingers into her moist box, you don't think it would be all that difficult to enlist her "help".
(I realize this is a bit of a rewind, but I wanted a redo with less of me telling you what your character did and more about what she feels. Hopefully, this will let you write your reactions as you see fit.)
Suddenly, the pain is replaced by a blossoming of heat within your chest.... It's almost.... Pleasurable Your breasts begin to swell, pressing the against the fabric of your tunic and grinding your hardening nipples into the course fabric. Their sensitivity seems to have magnified as even the slightest grazing against your rosey swells leaves you breathless... Unbidden, your hands begin twitch as a lustful ache spreads to every inch of your transforming body. You want, need something to bring you to release.
Nelsy kneels at your side, hesitantly reaching for you. However her other hand, buried in the depths of her fluid womanhood, betrays the effect your erotic display has had on the frisky water nymph. Even as she looks on with worry, you can detect a certain hunger behind her eyes. Perhaps your watery companion could bring you the sweet completion you crave... By the way she's pumping her fingers into her moist box, you don't think it would be all that difficult to enlist her "help".
(I realize this is a bit of a rewind, but I wanted a redo with less of me telling you what your character did and more about what she feels. Hopefully, this will let you write your reactions as you see fit.)
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