Stripped Clown, Terrifying Discovery!

Barbara looks behind her then around her before sighing heavily glad that no one had chased her to her trailer as she locks the door. Now very much alone and away from all the noise outside she takes a breath before taking a step noting how heavy her steps have become. The cold feeling was gone but with the lower half of the fat suit still attached she could not truly see what was wrong with her lower body save that it was inflated beyond what was normal. " I have to get this off. Without damaging it or else Mom might kill me for making more work."

Slowly Barbara works it over her thick bum and skin tight shorts being slow when she feels the material start to strain before sitting down and working over her thighs, finally about to see how he skin tone has changed form it's once pale tone to a dark blue with strange like spots that one would see on a cow. "M-my skin what the hell?"

Her skin turning blue was the worst but once she eased the suit off completely it was the swelling that scared her more. Save her still pale feet her lower body was completely blue stopping just above her enlarged ass. The only thing worse then even that was that Barbara could swear she heard something sloshing under her skin and in her flesh making her shiver. " This….this is totally not normal. Not one bit."

Barbara is about to have a panic attack as she breathes deeply, too scared or embarrassed to go outside to get help at the moment. The urge to stand is too much for the clown girl as she stands up not expecting her body's reaction.

The sound of her wetting herself is heard as Barbara's cheeks flush as her hand rush to her womanhood in shock. Her mind not even noting that her bladder was full but it just suddenly and humiliatingly happened to her" I just...I didn't think I needed to-"

Any excuse in her mind is forgotten as she looks down at her wet shorts, a hint of blue staining her pants as it drips down one blue cow like printed leg, the sweet smell of fruit invading her nose. It was at this point that Barbara realized that she needed help and badly no matter how…. embarrassing her problem will become, especially if she's losing control of bladder and pissing out something fruity smelling fluid.

With a couple grunts filled of shame and embarrassment worse than any show she did as a clown Barbara walks outside barely hearing the sound of sloshing in her tree trunk like legs as she takes off toward the door.