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"Okay, give me the cream." you say. The strain on your body is too unbearable, and relief would be a definite blessing. This wierd transformation has started to turn you off the idea of being a hippotaur.

The werewolf begins to rub the strange cream over your oversized belly. It tingles across your sensitive skin, but feels cool and refreshing. It takes about an hour for the werewolf to completely cover your stomach. You feel very relieved.

Suddenly, your stomach begins to shrink. You wonder if it was a reducing potion of some kind, but then notice, while your stomach is shrinking, you are expanding. As your stomach recedes from your legs and arms, the rest of your body is filling up, as if the fat in your stomach was moving into the rest of your body. Your arms and legs swell hugely, while your neck and chest bulge dramatically. Your cheeks dominate your facial features, and you find it difficult to open your mouth, the excess flesh holdiing it shut like a vise. Your belly stops shrinking a good few feet away from you. You are still as big as you were with that huge belly, but now it is distributed throughout your body, giving you a more movement-friendly shape, though severely limited and slow.

"Um..." you stammer to the werewolf, "Thanks?"

"Anytime" he replies.


Written by Jack (edited by wanderer)

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