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And then she knew who was coming... It was one of the sisters of her order, a friend of hers... Michelle. She suddenly felt an explosion of warmth in her being, hot bubbles of air rippling through her, sending shivers throughout her thick, syrupy self. The bubbles burs on the surface, and she jiggled with ecstacy! She tried moving as if she was walking, but it got her nowhere. She had no limbs, no muscles, nothing of her former self. That she could think, feel, like she used to... Incomprehensible. Yet she could, and she felt something else as well. She needed to procreate...
She felt uncomfortable floating like this, yet she did not miss the limitations of her former, frail constitution. She simply wished for what could be, perhaps, called limbs, and suddenly she had them. She was now a body, the body of a woman, yet far more. Her bust, her waist, hips, behind, everything adapted and changed to her will. Her shapes were only superficial, organs would be far too complicated to keep up, but this would serve her well. She still felt with her whole being, a massive single-sensory that made every inch of her movement an explosion of orgasmic experiences, she would never grow tired of this. Her massive chest, nipples thick yet as translucent gray as the rest of her body, rippled with every step both she and Michelle took. Soon they would come upon one another, Catherine realized with intentful glee, and then she would share her new form with her friend... But first she'd play with her...
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