Two great fleshy mounds stand out proudly from your body, their size easily blocking your view of whatever may lay directly in front of you. The slight breeze winding through the trees caresses your new assets, sending a shiver of pleasure down your back. A sudden whim makes you raise your hands and heft your breasts, and that is enough to almost make you let out a moan; it seems that in addition to their size, they’re also rather sensitive. When you recover, you pass your hands down around the rest of your body and find it to be just as alluring as what you found above: round and shapely hips and thighs, with a plush rump bringing up the rear, while the stomach that lay in between was slender and toned. Though based on what little you saw of the city before you came in here holds true, your stomach probably won’t stay trim for long.
The snap of a branch makes your head whip around, you see that Cindy has come a bit closer, and her face is a bit easier to read. There is some fear there, but more than a little awe as well.
“You still in there, Mr. Fox?” she asks with a slight quiver to her voice.
“Yes,” you respond, somewhat surprised at how your voice sounds. In addition to now being feminine in tone, there is a slightly resonant quality to it. “Though mister and fox don’t exactly seem to apply to me anymore.”
“Does modesty still apply to you?” she says while looking you up and down.
There’s a slight blush behind her fur, but you notice something else in her expression. Is that approval or something more? Before you can figure it out, there’s a brief glow that surrounds you and suddenly you are no longer naked. A blouse with the top several buttons undone and a pair of hip hugging jeans has appeared as if from thin air. Cindy jumps back just as quickly, her mouth dropping open.
When nothing else happens, she relaxes slightly before saying “You’re full of all kinds of surprises, aren’t you?” You can only nod dumbly; too shocked at everything that had happened in a short period of time.
As the two you leave the clearing, you just barely hear a sound behind you. You are somehow aware that it was the so-called guardian, and it sounds almost like a sigh of contentment as if for a job finally done. Ahead of you the trees bend and twist so that a clear path is soon opened; it winds a bit so it isn’t a straight shot out, but it much easier going than when you first entered. Along the way you glance out of the corner of your eye and cast your gaze down around Cindy’s chubby form. You find her appearance somewhat pleasing, though you’re not sure whether you would have enjoyed her plump before…whatever it was that happened that cause you to lose your memories. Idly, you wonder what she would look like if she was even fatter.
You stop in your tracks and can only stare as you see something odd: her stomach is growing larger, and then you see that it’s her whole body steadily plumping up. Her shirt creeps up over her belly as it bulges further and further out, while the top is forced down as her breasts do the same. The shorts are pulled tighter around her swelling rump and thighs, quickly being swallowed by the meatiness of her cheeks. Even her face is not spared, quickly turning more cherubic in appearance. Her growth stops as quickly as it started leaving her nowhere near as large as some you saw outside the grove, but certainly quite a bit larger than she was just a few moments ago. You have to say that she looks good with the extra weight.
Cindy stops when she notices you have stopped as well. Turning to face you, she asks, “What’s up?”
Before you can think of anything to respond, she follows your still staring gaze till she sees her newly bloated body.
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