Bonnie wakes up

Consciousness flowed back slowly like the trickle from a winter thaw. Paired with it was a persistent tingle between her legs. Instinctively, she reached down and touched the source of the sensation. Her large fingers wrapped around a throbbing spear of meat. The first stroke warmed her like a fire. Her lips parted and released a deep, resonant sigh.

Thoughts of breasts and pussies and asses filled her mind. She shuddered and groaned, fidgeted and jerked. Harder and harder she stroked herself. The pressure built to a breaking point.

The forest shook with her release. Her roars were deep and lascivious, reflecting a nascent, untamed masculinity.

Then, suddenly, Bonnie was awake. Something hot and sticky spewed from her in big, glowing ropes. The thick goo splattered leaves and seeped into the soil.

"Ugh, what the hell?!"

It took nearly half a minute for Bonnie's orgasm to subside. When it did, she was left with a blank mind. Then, slowly but surely, a new emotion seeped into her. Horror.

Bonnie looked down and gasped at what she saw. Looking back at her was a large, fleshy snake! No, not a snake. It couldn't be a snake, because it was attached to her body. She could feel it! What a horrible feeling it was. Tingly and itchy and alien.

Beneath the appendage dangled two monstrous swells, each the size of a softball. The organs were nestled in a sack of pale skin mottled with the little black follicles of new hair growth. The testicles pulsed with a menacing green glow.

"Balls?!" Bonnie slapped her hand over lips as soon as she heard her voice.

Her voice was so deep! She still spoke with the same cadence and there was a common quality with her old voice, but the depth was undeniable. The form of her voice was still feminine, but its function was undeniably male.

Bonnie brushed her fingers over her throat and found further confirmation. There, she found the unmistakable bulge that signified her thickened vocal chords.

"This is impossible! I thought it was just a dream!"

Bonnie struggled to her feet, feeling her still erect cock swing this way and that. Her hefty balls moved with their own rhythm, slapping against her meaty inner thigh. They tingled slightly, almost as if she could feel them pumping out sperm cells and testosterone like swollen man-factories.

She towered over the forest. Good God, she must have been seven feet tall at a minimum. Looking down, new dizzying terrors presented themselves. Her arms were massive. Big and bulky. Filled with inhuman strength. Her entire body rippled with muscle, in fact. She felt power like nothing she had ever experienced flowing through her veins.

"I thought it was a dream...but if it's real...that means I," Bonnie was assaulted by flashes of memory from the night before. She had done horrible things. Things that could not be forgiven.

"Oh God, what am I going to do?!"