Twisting this way and that, you try to make your curves look less extreme. To look less like they're setting your future. Butt, it's fruitless, every angle just confirms you'd fit in any booty shaking video.
Stamping your foot in frustration, a ripple runs through the abundant ass cheeks. Shuddering you realise your every step from now on, will be an exercise in twerking. Fighting the rising fear, you take a few steps back and forth in the hospital room. But, you find your hips sway, and ass undulates with every pace. You can't fight the natural rhythm of your new skeleton, the answering bounce and sway from your bust coming just as readily, just as terrifyingly.
Squeezing your eyes shut, you know exactly what you'd think seeing this woman walking down the street. Knowing your eyes would follow her, both coming and going.
Your former body was blank, but this girl is blessed with tattoos over her arm and drawing attention to her bust! As if it needed the help!
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