Game 2

Game 2 Outline

Whole Lotta Woman

You rush towards the front door but you're too late. The changes have already started. Your insides twist as your gender switches, and you start rabidly growing, your clothes ripping apart save for a tatted bikini-like covering on your breasts and nether regions.

Crouched down in the hallway and still growing, You fiddle with the doorknob, hoping you can still squeeze out.

Written by AndrewAnorak

• Oh, to hell with the doorknob!

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