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Pizza O'Clock: Goin' Ape for Deliveries Chapter 5 (Preview)
🕑 Added 2024-09-17 15:34:33 +0000 UTCOooooh, does that feel good. Beatrice shivered, a goofy expression splattered across her face. Dammit, why does that feel so gooooooooood?
The witch's big, chunky gorilla hand was on her tummy. Its thick fingers dug into the dress fabric covering the flat area, scratching away at the spot. It felt wonderful.
It was crude to be doing such a thing out in public. She had been trying her best, desperate to avoid the action. She had managed to ignore it on the last delivery, on the drive over to this new place, and on the walk up to the apartment where she needed to drop this pizza off. The itching had grown uncontrollably on her stomach, and it felt like she had to yank her hand away almost every few seconds now.
She did her best until she could resist it no longer. By the time she reached the apartment door itself, she cracked. Her ape hand went down to her stomach, and she did not stop it. All she could do was hope then that it would be over quickly.
Once Beatrice started scratching, she couldn't stop. The gorilla hand dug into its target and had its way, bringing her sweet relief and satisfaction in a way she had never experienced before. It was… pleasurable she had to admit, even if she didn't understand how it could.
After a bit, the witch's head looked down. She flinched as that sweet feeling vanished. There were dark hairs all over the arm, growing out of it in a slow but steady way.
Looking past that, she could see it happening below. More long black hairs were growing on her legs. Even ignoring the thick fur around her wrists and ankles, she was becoming quite hairy. Would her razor at home even cut it, both figuratively and literally?
