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Patreon Prompt 228
🕑 Added 2022-07-26 00:34:52 +0000 UTCPrompt: Slimey slob shenanigans sidetrack several skinny supermodels sunning themselves by an abandoned chemical waste plant.
At the forefront when it came to strange and unusual locales for photo shoots, Sandra had enlisted two of her fellow models, Seline and Sasha for her latest session. Clad in only bikinis and designer glasses, the three women setup their beach chairs within mere feet of an abandoned chemical waste plant. As Sandra got the camera in place, she once more explained to them that it would be the perfect contrast between beauty and horror. Satisfied with her explanation, she sat between the two of them and told them to strike a pose for the first of many of their photos.
The trio of women’s initial postures were hindered as clumps of good came pouring out of the plant’s walls. Shuddering as they tried to get rid of the slime, they were too preoccupied with the smell clinging to their flesh to notice the droplets continuing to leak out. With the girls forced to weather the downpour of slime, it fell upon the camera to fully capture what was happening to their bodies.
Their slim figures plumped up in little time, engorging their curves and giving them all prominent bellies. As their expanding forms popped apart their swimsuits, their massive asses and sagging breasts were given a modicum of decency via slime secreting from their pores. What was once flesh became a mush of the sticky substance, with only the vaguest image of a human body keeping the girls identifiable from the slime that had made them like this.
As the trio began to explore their bodies, they were disgusted by various eruptions of gas that spouted out from across their slimy hides. Attempts to speak to one another devolved into bubbling gurgles or thunderous belches. Shuffling around in hopes of finding something to help them released barrages of farts from their goopy rears to keep them in a miasma of their own stench.
While the other two women were considerably freaked out at the sight and smell of their bodies, Sandra merely struck a pose as the camera took another shot. Sure she may have lost her body, but she was hell bent on making sure they would be on the cover of a magazine. Even if that meant appearing on the front of a scientific journal explaining the dangers of chemical waste.
