The tingling had passed as soon as it had arrived. Marceline looked over herself, puzzled by the feeling that had just over come her. So far nothing looked out of the ordinary, at least she felt like she had no abnormalities.
"Huh. Guess it was just a muscle." Marceline told herself
She decided to carry on with her chore oblivious to the growing that her rear was growing through. Slowly but surely her butt was growing outwards, pushing and pulling the fabric of her jeans tighter and tighter.
After several stops she floated over to a park bench, stopping only to take a break for a quick second. She plopped onto the bench, still oblivious to the junk growing in her trunk.
"Oof. I don't get why I feel so winded all of a sudden. At least PB put cushions on the benches." Marceline told herself
She sat while her behind continued to grow, putting immense weight and stress on the poor park amenity. Marceline was about to leave when she heard an odd creaking. At first it was soft and short but the more she listened to it, the louder and longer it became. Eventually it got to the point of being so loud, she could swear it was coming from her.
Snap.
Marceline's behind hit the ground so hard it shook the concrete below. She shot right up, embarrassed as one can be in the situation. Lucky for her, nobody had seen what had just happened. Looking at the scene didn't help her though. She saw what looked to be a giant butt cheek immortalized in the earth. Too scared too look, she slowly arched her neck to see if her butt matched the imprint. Too her utter surprise, it did.
Completely dumbfounded by her new assets, Marceline caressed her now massive behind only to find out how sensitive it was. Upon a single touch, her rear suffered an exponential growth spurt and ballooned outward. Her jeans had started to rip at the seams, exposing her thighs to the cool night air. This sent a wave of euphoria through out her body causing her to fall backwards, her behind jiggling upon impact.
Marceline, getting carried away with herself, decided her best course of action was too exploit this as much as she could.
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