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Chapter 8 by Cantalope Cantalope

What are the effects of the water?

Bowen Grows...

The tingling worsens and Aster feels an uncomfortable warmth spread from where the water touched her...which was everywhere. Her nipples harden painfully, twin points tenting the fabric of her dress, and her breath comes in fast gasps as her heart flutters from the spreading sensations. She can feel the corruption seeping into her, muddying her thoughts and making her skin feel... puffy. She couldn't be sure but her dress seemed a little tighter in her hips... and chest. Thank goodness she didn't swallow more than a mouthful, she'd be insensate. Aster was distracted from her own problems by a groan from Bowen.

Asters muddled mind suddenly locked into hyper-focus as she took in Bowen's condition. He was slowly writhing on the ground, seemingly effected much as Aster was. Except he seemed to be... growing. She watched in fascination as his body slowly expanded, accompanied by the sound of creaking wood. Lighter stretch-marks formed across his leaf-green skin as the already thick cords of muscle stretched against their confinement. It took only a few moments before the growth stopped, leaving him maybe half again as tall as she was. He'll be a pain to carry now... She thought dazedly.

However this wasn't the growth spurt that kept her attention: His leaf-woven tunic, now pitifully small and in danger of snapping off, had slipped above his crotch revealing a very un-fey manhood. Its color was a cabbage-purple, deepening in shade as it slowly grew to full size: practically as long as her forearm. Beneath it were two dark purple orbs still growing to catch up with the rest of him.

When the changes finally stopped Bowen was a bigger more muscular version of himself, covered in light green stripes with the faintest traces of purple veins showing through. His tunic was laughably small, stretched taught across his broad chest, and did absolutely nothing to conceal his enormous schlong... After a few moments gasping on the ground he propped himself up, blinking dazedly over at Aster.

"Maybe we should stay away from the water. Um... Aster? You're drooling. What're you looking... Oh."

How do they handle the situation?

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