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Chapter 12 by WilltheBoatmaster WilltheBoatmaster

What's next?

Barbara hides in her trailer

Barbara stared at her enhanced hip, gaping like a fish. Biting her lower lip in hesitation, Barbara turned around to look at her posterior. She didn't want to, but she needed to look so she could comprehend her new flesh.

"Holy Moly!"

Her butt jutted from her body like a raised mountain, what was once a flat board was something that could make a bubble butt seem tame. No maybe it was the extra clothing around her that made it look bigger. And maybe the dark was making her trunk appear larger. But Barbara was fooling herself if she thought that was true. She had her hands groping it for God's sake!

The twins were somehow both very soft, yet firm. It was like grabbing onto one of those stress balls made of foam. In Barbara's case those stress balls were super sized and were also a part of her body.

Shakily getting up, Barbara pulled down the rest of her costume down to her knees. Crumpling the costume, Barbara did her best to cover her backside. Unaware that her booty was slowly gaining more blue cow-like spots on its surface. This corruption of skin snaked across her body, making its way towards her crotch.

"Hey Barbara!" A voice called out. The clown girl's face grimaced in fear as she turned around to look who was coming.

It was Humphrey, her brother, who seemed to have gotten out of his costume. He smiled at his sister and stopped to stare at her.

"You okay Barbara?" He questioned. Barbara gave him a cheeky, but ****, grin.

"Of course? Why wouldn't I be?" She replied. "I'm just putting my costume back in our trailer.'

"Oh so do you need hel-"

"Nope!" She interrupted. "Oh, I'm sorry Humphrey. I mean I'm okay."

Humphrey started at his siblings weirdly, but shrugged. He watched as his sister walked away, noting how strange his sister's strut was.

Barbara arrived back to the trailer and rushed inside. Closing the door behind her, she threw the costume down onto the floor and rushed back into her room. Jumping onto her bed, she covered her head with her pillow.

"Oh what's going on? What happened to me? How am I going to explain this?"

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