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Chapter 20 by bbcummings bbcummings

What does Jenny become?

A Mother of Beasts

“What did you do to me, you crazy bitch?” Jenny screamed.

Her blood boiled and her whole body felt like it was seizing up. Worse than the pain was the pain of the tentacles inside of her.

Just when Jenny came to accept the monster growing within her, it felt like they were burning to **** inside her womb.

Mother help me!

Save us, it hurts!!

“Make it stop! Oh god please make it stop!”

Jenny’s body started to change. Her breasts, already swollen from her unnatural pregnancy, started to inflate rapidly. Within thirty seconds, the soft mounds had grown to fill Jenny’s entire chest, even putting Marcy to shame.

The creatures inside of Jenny’s womb dissolved, the remnants of their bodies heating up and suffusing through the young woman’s body, fueling her transformation.

The body of the formerly rail thin woman filled out tremendously, her hips widening to a full, motherly glory and her ass swelling into a pair of bubbles. Within minute, Jenny was the supernatural peak of fertility.

Jenny closed her blue eyes and when they reopened, they burned red like two hot irons.

Her hair lengthened, growing down her ankles and turning into a fiery strawberry blonde color. All imperfections disappeared from her body and face.

Swirling marks of black appeared on Jenny’s skin, which itself had grown deathly pale. They formed arcane markings across her belly, above her pussy, on her breasts, and along her spine.

From Jenny’s back, a thick green tail emerged, resembling one of her former tentacle children. At its tip was a barb dripping black poison.

Finally, the changes completed, culminating in a titanic eruption of girl cum the color of midnight from Jenny’s pussy.

Jenny stepped forward, clearly unaccustomed to her dramatically transformed body, and clutched her womb.

“What did you do to me?” She asked Marcy.

“I don’t know.”

Jenny stumbled towards Marcy and grabbed onto her for balance.

“I feel so...alive,” she moaned. “So empty.”

Jenny clutched her now flat tummy.

“Maybe we can change that,” Marcy said, pulling Jenny in for a wet, passionate kiss.

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