Hucow

Even though her danger sense was giving her a migraine at lightning speed, Goddess was moving towards Cryptid and his group. That Bimbo blonde whose name escaped Goddess at this moment tried to fly between them, defending Cryptid. How dare she. How dare them! Fine, she’d wipe all of them off the face of this awful planet.

Goddess reached for a building with her power but found her grip weak. She tried again, harder, even leaning into her newfound power battery, and yet it was like she was an infant trying to lift a block.

“What did yoooouuuu doooooo tooooo me, Cryptid!” Goddess screamed, her eyes wide at unintentionally stressing those sounds, each one like thick honey that poured out of her. She was scared to speak again in fear of anyone else picking up on that.

Her flight wavered, her hold on even just the air becoming tenuous at best. Her movement was like a fattened bumblebee, stumbling in the air until she had to stand still. Goddess clutched her head, rubbing temples, this was more than just her danger sense. In horror she notice two hard nubs on her scalp, thickening and growing quickly.

Other changes made themselves known now. Something above her rear prickled and she could tell her body was swelling, clothes tight against her. Her chest in particular was struggling, breasts strained against its confines.

Goddess fell, slowly, either her body getting too heavy to keep up or her power getting even weaker. She landed on the ground tit-first, knees landing next. Goddess looked down at the state of her body, fat at the chest, hips and thighs. Something was swishing behind her, but she didn’t turn to look. Her focus was entirely on the Bastard who’d done this to her, hiding from her with his little group.

Goddess picked herself up and made wobbled steps towards her target. Others were starting to close in, eager to defy her too apparently. So be it, she would take them all on if she had to. Amy was nowhere to be found, the useless cape of course leaving her to do it all herself.

“Cryptid,” Goddess seethed, getting closer.

“I am-” Goddess tried, a bit out of breath and falling to her knees once more.

“I am gonna…gonna…” Goddess was crawling now, horns on top of her head and lengthened blonde hair flowing past her head. Her clothes were ripping, unable to fight any longer.

“I am going to kill mmmooooooooooooo!”

Goddess’s voice bellowed out through the clearing, every cape in attendance hearing her moo out like cattle, head raised toward the sky. It felt so good letting that sound out and she kept it going before finally falling backwards on her butt from the effort, massive tits bursting out for everyone to see, milk already dripping.