Chapter #8Excitedly Sakura gets ready. by: Mr. George   It was Hallowe'en, and magic was in the air. Sakura growing up in America she hoped that it was celebrated the same here, back in Tokyo. She didn't feel much of a connection to her heritage, having spent nineteen of her twenty-one years growing up in California. Her Japanese was clumsy and awkward, an attempt to better integrate, she'd focused on learning English as she grew. Her exposure to her 'native' tongue limited to her home and her parents.
Looking out the hotel window, the bright neon signs in Kanji.... Well, she could read them well enough. But they made her feel far from home and alone.
おっぱい牛乳店
お尻の拡張
靴屋
It was a family visit, and she was meant to make a better connection with her grandparents. Sakura suspected her grandparents wanted her to meet a nice Japanese boy and ....
For a moment she hesistated, doubting her clothing selection. A western diet had given her more curves than the other Japanese she's seen. With their long slender legs, and short skirts. Looking over her shoulder she checked her reflection in the tall mirror.
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Shaking her head, she decided she didn't want to dress down, she wasn't ashamed how she looked. She nodded her head in approval, she grew up in Los Angeles, she wasn't some shy, retiring girl. She knew exactly how to deal with unwanted attention.
A sparkle of orange and green sparkles darted across her vision, and she sniffed at the sudden aroma of pumpkins that seemed to fill the room. Crushing her tiny fists into her eyes, white spots burst over her eyelids, as she blinked her vision clear. The fluttering coloured spots of light had vanished, but the same scent filled her lungs.
However, her attention was taken by more important matters, as she breathed, her bust grew... Rising and falling with each breath. Though never falling quite as far. She fiddled with the bra straps. But her chest was still looking bigger with each passing second. Glancing again at the mirror she squeaked in horror, at the change she hadn't noticed. Her ass too, had expanded, growing well beyond what she'd thought was possible. It looked positively equine in it's dimensions.
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Her hands darted to her soft rump. Desperately sinking in, as she tried to press it back to it's original size. She whimpered, as the effort was clearly more and more pointless. In her panic, she was switching from massaging her full, firm rump, to almost giving herself a spanking. In horror and humiliation, she half fell, half leapt onto the the bed. A vague thought that perhaps her entire body weight might slow the process.
Rocking back and forth, Sakura tried to, at least, slow her expansion. Kicking her legs out for balance, she put all her slight weight onto her tushie.
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Her arms wrapped around her thighs for balance. She shimmied her hips, as if to burrow deep into the quilt. Sakura crushed her legs against her bloating bust. When she felt the teasing caress of her tights. They were shifting, and she felt the slight movement too, as the opaque material brushed against her crushed nipples.
Terrified, she released her legs, extending them once more. This time she saw it, absolutely and undeniably. Her feet were growing, extending further and further forward with each moment.
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Futility overcame Sakura, and she started kicking and wailing against the world. Thrashing like a tantruming child, at her inability to stop these changes. She didn't realise her arousal was building at the same time.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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