Her tongue undergoes some changes

A sudden light-headedness overtook Macey and she had to put a hand on the wall to steady herself. The feeling didn’t go away as she leaned against the wall, “What the hell was that? I feel so woozcheee” as the last word left her lips, she felt her tongue begin to move of its own accord in her mouth. Her eyes widened in fear as she felt it stretch itself out of her mouth and then continued to stretch further than it ever had before, the tip coming in level at her eyes as it curled around and seemed to look at her. Apart from its monstrous proportions it still looked like your everyday tongue, not that she’d really paid this much attention to one before.

It was still not under her control and just as she was thinking of going to get help another foreign feeling swept across her tongue and she lost her train of thought. The sensation started at the tip of her tongue and worked its was all the way down through the middle of her tongue and deep into her throat. Macey could’ve sworn she felt something momentarily tickle her gag reflex as the feeling moved through her throat and then seemed to stop after reaching what she concluded was her stomach. Finally it seemed the sensation stopped and it took a moment for her to realise that she was once again in control of her now obscenely long tongue. It looked like if she wanted to, she could stretch it all the way down to her belly button. Beginning to experiment with it she waved it back and forth before manoeuvring it so the tip was now ‘looking’ at her.

It was then that she noticed the very small opening At the tip, not unlike the opening she had seen on some of the slugs in those nature documentaries. With a curiosity and morbid fascination she realized she could control this opening too, and control she did. Using the new muscles she felt calling her, the tip of her long slug-like tongue opened and she stared inside the pink, wet and sloppy inside tube of her new and improved tongue. The sensation and aesthetic were both making her feel simultaneously aroused and repulsed. This didn’t stop her from flexing it even further to see how large she could go and before long she concluded that she could probably let it stretch around a 2L coke bottle. Allowing the opening to shrink back to its original state she watched as doing so caused a large glob of what must be spit to squish out the end and dribble down onto her shirt. Rubbing some between her fingers she thought that it was a very slippery version of her usual spit. With a perverse thought she realised it was the kind of spit to be spit up when she was gagged around a big cock down her throat. The thought sent a shiver through her.

Having now gained full control of her new appendage, Macey pulled it back into her mouth feeling the extra length naturally sliding back down her throat before she once again looked like the typical MILF she was. Putting the laundry into the machine she decided that the recent turn of events meant that she’d have to have a conversation with her children. Maybe a family meeting was in order.