A Tin Of Brown Paint

The pink tigress turns back to you, tail bobbing and swishing with each motion. She hefts a big "paint" can in both hands over to you. She lifts the paint behind you into a large contraption you can't see. The paint sloshes in as she tickles your chin with her tail. She places on a lid, and you hear a sound like twisting the knob of an old sink. Next is the sound of flowing water going up above you. Your eyes track the pipes along to a shower nozzle over your head. Your eyes widen as a thick torrent of brown goop sloshes out onto you.

The brown latex shrowds your hair, dripping on your eyes and slipping down your throat. You feel your throat swell and almost **** when your breathing stops. You try sucking in heavy gasps, but no air comes in. What's more, you don't suffocate. A little tuft of latex replaces your former head of hair as the goop crawls down your torso. As your shirt is completely engulfed, you feel your jaw ache. Your jawline widens and becomes much more square and masculine.

The latex has left your chest a shining, exposed brown; another little tuft of hair sticks out from the middle of your chest and under your armpits. The latex slithers over your pants as your shoulders widen. A broad stance takes you as your arms beef up with pure muscle. Your developing pecs **** the hair between their hard mass. Large cobblestones form on your belly, fully toning your upper body. Whatever this tiger lady has planned, you think you might be coming around to it.

A soft cocoon wraps around your dick, undulating and tickling. The latex invades you from behind, shooting straight up your ass and sealing it up, just like your mouth. The latex takes a definite form on your excited dick, forming a large mushroom head and thick shaft. The rest of the latex acts quickly, swallowing your feet and beefing up your legs. The tigress smiles at your improvement and pulls out a...