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Patreon Prompt 35
🕑 Added 2021-05-01 14:30:55 +0000 UTCPrompt: A woman purchases a Transforma-Cola from a mysterious new vending machine in her office, chugging the whole can. Every belch causes a new, different transformation, but she’s trapped in an inconvenient state when she runs out of gas.
“Apparently there was a mix up between the office and a gene splicing facility,” Ted explained, sipping his coffee as he gestured towards the humming vending machine baring the words “Transforma-Cola” in obnoxiously bright green and purple. “Boss said they should be coming back Monday to pick it up.”
“Guess I’d better make the most of it then,” Donna said, sliding a dollar into the machine to receive a can of the transformative cola. “Not every day you get to see different versions of yourself,” she said with a smile before chugging the soda in a matters of seconds.
Donna tossed aside the can and licked away the leftover drops. True to what the two of them had heard on the news, a rumbling sensation echoed through Donna’s body. While Ted was understandably worried, Donna held no such reservations as she pounded her chest to let out loud belch.
As the last of the burp petered out, the young office worker gained both sagging breasts and a bubble butt as she changed to resemble the trashy cougar MILFs from that show that was a constant conversation around the water cooler. Donna only had a few moments to enjoy her plump lips before another belch parted them and covered every inch of her skin with glittering, green dragon scales. Flittering about her leathery wings and whipping about her snake-like tail, Donna managed to show off her dragon fangs in a wide smile before she was interrupted by another burp. The once imposing Donna dragon shrunk down to the size of Ted’s foot to go along with the cute appearance of her fluffy, white ears and cotton tail.
“And you don’t regret this?” Ted asked, watching bunny Donna hop around the room only for her to enlarge into a muscle-bound, Amazonian woman through the help of another gas expulsion.
“Not at all,” she replied, flexing with her bodybuilder like muscles. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to get back to work and show off my BWOOOOOOOOORRRRRRPPPP!”
Rolling forward under the influence of her spherical, pumpkin-like body, Donna found herself lodge in the break room doorway. Try as she might to let out another burp to free herself, it appeared as if her body had run out of gas. Peeking over her shoulder to see Ted shaking his head at her bright orange skin and bloated mass, she swallowed her pride. “Hey do you have a dollar I can borrow? I’ll pay you back.”
