Ice Cream TF

What started as a shiver lead to her whole body tingling and shivering. It passed just as quickly as it arrived and Eva looked herself over. "Was that it? I don't feel any-" Eva stopped when she noticed her ballooning biceps. Both of her arms were swelling much to her delight. "Scratch that, this feels amazing!" She looked down and noticed that it wasn't just her arms growing. Her calves and thighs were growing to become the envy of cyclists everywhere. Eva cracked a smile and flexed her new muscles.

"Any chance your offer is still open?" Courtney whispered to Heather.

"Oh, so now you're interested in an alliance?" doubted Heather.

"I never said I wasn't."

Right as Blaineley was about to announce Eva's challenge, her transformation continued. Her breasts pushed against her top and her shorts were stretched by her expanding posterior. Both were growing as big as a beach ball and her belly joined in on the action. Just about everyone of her joints was growing thick and round. Her limbs grew stiff and she started working up a sweat. But the odd thing was her sweat was viscous and varied in color depending on where it came from. She looked to Blaineley hoping for answers but in doing so, her head slid off her shoulders and hit the ground.

Sadie shrieked and the audience was frightened. Oddly enough, there wasn't any kind of wound where Eva's head used to be. The rest of her body fell apart and out of her clothes into melting orbs that were changing into varying colors of pink, turquoise, yellow, white, and brown. A bit of her bicep splattered on Bridgette's podium and the surfer sniffed it. She dabbed her finger in it and placed it in her mouth. The other contestants were repulsed but then told them, "Wait a sec, this is ice cream."

"Ice cream?" the contestants collectively echoed.

"Ice cream!?" Eva shouted. Her disembodied head startling everyone in the studio. "YOU TURNED ME INTO FUCKING ICE CREAM!"

"Can someone bring out a couple of coolers before she melts?"

While Eva cursed out Blaineley and the producers, the stage hands brought coolers filled with ice and placed the thirteen ice cream balls; each as big as the base of a snowman and made of a different flavor of ice cream. One for her head, two for her breasts, two for her biceps, two for her triceps, two for her hands, two for her feet, one for her ass, and one for her belly. The only distinguishing features that remained were the navel and vagina on the belly, the anus on the ass, the nipples on the breasts, and the face on the head.

"Sooooo about that alliance," Heather started.

"Hard pass," Courtney answered.

"Look, I get that this isn't ideal but she could still be useful." She pointed to one of the stage hands placing Eva's breast in a cooler. He looked around to make sure no one noticed and gave it a grope. Eva's fist in another cooler punched him and sent the dirtbag flying. "See? She's still strong."

"Hmmm maybe..."

Once Eva was stabilized (and the pervy stagehand hauled away on a stretcher), Blaineley returned in a parka. "Okay, now that Eva has chilled out-"

"Booooooo!" hissed the audience.

"Fuck off, I didn't write this stuff. Anyway, now that Eva has finished changing, it's time for her challenge."

"How the hell am I supposed to compete like this?" Eva snarled.

"Simple, you'll be given a partner. Come on down, Courtney!"

"WHAT!?" Courtney stood up and nearly knocked her podium over with her prick. The audience clapped and she reluctantly joined Eva on stage. She shivered as she stood surrounded by the open coolers. "Fine, wh-wh-what's the stupid challenge?"