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Freya Allan Exposing Her Huge Triple Tits

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Dove Cameron became a huge four boobs cow

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Finishing up another half completed image from a while back. This time a multibreast pig tf

‘Maybe a button up shirt wasn’t the smartest idea’ she thought, sighing as she gave up on trying to figure out how to put it on with her trotters. Besides, she felt more comfortable with no clothes on anyway, just another quirk to the transformation. It was the last day of her month long trial of the new 'miracle drug’ that could temporarily rewrite DNA to cause a person to display a mixed race between man and animal.

Her only complaint was the lack of hands. She didn’t mind the six large breasts, they were very sensitive, and with her increased libido, she was grateful for such a bounty of breasts to enjoy. The ears and nose were kind of cute actually, and she didn’t mind the boost to her sense of smell and hearing. The curly tail wasn’t all that noticeable unless she was looking herself over in the mirror or sat on it weirdly, but her hands.

Being stuck with trotters instead of fingers for almost a month had been a hassle in extreme. It took her quite a while to get a semblance of normalcy with them, eating was messy, brushing her teeth was challenging, answering the phone was near impossible. She was particularly proud of herself when she managed to dial the number of the drug companies office without knocking her phone on the floor this time.

“The number you have dialed has been disconnected, or is no longer in service.”

The message that played over the speaker phone hung in the air heavily. She hung up and redialed.

The same message played for a second time, and she rushed over to her computer and started to tediously type the web address of the companies website.

Error 404

The Page you are looking for can’t be found

It was like the company had up and vanished over night…

Fallout Girl Enhanced

Nothing hit the spot like a Nuka-Cola Quantum, didn’t matter if you were human, a dog, or somewhere in between as Monica found herself. It had been a rough week, constant attacks from raiders, her old vault suit got torn up when she was running through a hole in a chain link fence, and to make matters worse, she looked like this now. It wasn’t like she knew that this was going to happen, the old terminal she hacked into said it was a pre-war combat enhancement formula. Maybe if she had spent a little more time reading the notes she would have seen it was a combat enhancement for military dogs, not soldiers, but with the rads ticking away from the poorly shielded fusion reactor, she had little time to check the old notes on the busted up terminal.

At first she had felt great, it was an hour or so of what seemed like unlimited stamina. Then she started to feel hot, really hot, like a sudden fever in July hot. She stripped out of her torn up blue and gold jumpsuit as she looked for a place to stay. Eventually she found a burnt out house to hide in while she figured out what was happening. The air was dusty, and the floor was strewn with scraps of junk and loose papers. Monica sat on a ratty old couch that she was none to thrilled to feel against her nude skin. The uncomfortably worn fabric was of little concern to her, she was focused on the burning itch as fur grew up the small of her back. It was in a spot she couldn’t reach, and as Monica struggled to get some relief she felt the small hairy shape of her newly forming tail in her hand. She held it for a moment in disbelief, what had she injected herself with?

Monica was pacing back and forth in the shoddy apartment she was squatting in. The sun was shining through the hole where the roof once was, and the heat of it’s touch against her skin made her pant. Her face was red with shame, there was no way they would let her back into the compound now, she groaned as her hand brushed against a nipple that hadn’t been there before. Monica had no choice but to wait out whatever was happening to her, and she could only hope that she would still be mostly human.

It felt like ages, but by the time Monica left the apartment it had been over an hour. Fur like hair grew from Monica’s shoulders, neck, and back, trailing down until it reached her ass cheeks where a bushy dog’s tail lazily wagged. Two pointed and furred ears poked out of the top of her hair, and her slightly cool to the touch nose was now far darker and canine in shape. Monica had six breasts now, but they hadn’t really grown in size, they would be easily concealed, and if she wore a bandanna over her face and a hat, she might actually be able to pull off not being some sort of Dog-girl. That was assuming she could keep her bushy tail in her pants, it seemed to have a mind of it’s own. This also assumed she had pants, Monica remembered she had stripped off her torn up clothes before she found the building, but she couldn’t figure out where exactly. While looking for her lost clothes, she did happen upon a glowing blue light shining from under an overturned car. It took Monica a few moments, put she was eventually able to pry a relatively undamaged bottle of Quantum from under the car, and she quickly popped off the bottle cap, frowning as she realized she didn’t have pockets to put it in, and put the glass to her lips, savoring the sweet caffeinated taste of strontium and 18 fruit flavors, at least something was going right today.

Part of a small art backlog from September. A girl with bleached blonde hair a large fake breasts gets bitten by a wolf while walking back to the sorority, now shes a bimbo werewolf.

Wording Wishes

A real magic coin, all she had to do was hold it tight and make a wish.

She closed hand hand around the dull old coin and squeezed it tight.“Okay, I wish… I wish that I was the hottest ass in town, and had breasts no other girl could compete with, I want to be so well endowed… that even girls will want to have sex with me!”

She felt the magic rush out of her hands and flow into her body “Oh yes! It’s actually happening, I’ll be able to get any guy I want now… Or girl for that matter.” She chuckled to herself. Her mirth was cut short as she felt her hands began to stiffen and dropped the coin. “What the hell is going on with my hands!” She screamed looking at her arms as light gray hairs started to grow out, and her fingers became stiff and hard, turning a dark greyish brown. In only a few moments she had grown a layer of thin gray fur and…hooves.

She was so busy trying to comprehend what had happened to her hands that she barely noticed her breasts starting to strain at her flannel, but it didn’t take long before the pressure became to much. She swore it felt like her chest was covered in breasts, the weight and pressure of her tits popped the buttons right off her shirt, and she felt all four of her breasts flop free, and her growing nipples becoming stiff as the cold air touched them.

She tried to hold the growth of her tits back, but her breasts would not be denied, and her new hooves proof unsuccessful. Her face started to feel stiff and painful, and when her nose and ears started to itch she began to worry, knowing further changes were bound to happen. Her ears began to migrate up the sides of her head, becoming long and fur covered. She wanted to cry, she could feel her nose turning into a muzzle, her were nostrils widening and the fur now covered her nose as well. She felt a dull ache in her jaw as her teeth grew larger, becoming more suited for chewing on grass than the food she was used to.

“What the heeells happe-ha-Heee-Haaaawww!?” She tried to shout bout her H’s just became a series of donkey noises. “A… I’m.. I’m turning into a donkey!? But, why… No.. no I didn’t mean that when I said I wanted to be the nicest ass in town…”

Her frightened complaints went unheard as her breasts continued to grow heavier with each second, and her new grew inches longer and thicker still. A irritating itch at the base of her spine alerted her to her growing tail, but she didn’t even have time to give it a experimental flick before she felt a burning sensation in her groin. A painful sting and a strange lurching sensation as a long cock flopped out of her panties and a pair of balls dropped into a newly formed sack. She watched in horror as she became “well endowed”

It was bad enough she had turned into some four titted donkey thing… but a cock? and a large, dark, donkey cock at that. It was so long and thick, the thought of a cock that big would have been enough to make her feel aroused before, but the grey and pink flared maleness between her legs made her want to run, as if she could escape her fate…

Soon enough the pace of the changes slowed and stopped. Her hands and feet had become hooves, a long donkey tail swayed behind her ass nervously, long ears poked out from her hair and straight away from her head, a head that had a short half muzzle with huge buckteeth. Four massive breasts hung from her chest with nipples bigger than she thought possible, and her dick slapped against her knees as she moved. This had to be the worst wish ever…

“Haw!?”

“Haawww!?”

“Heee-Haaaaawwww!? Heeeee-Haaaawwww!!!”

She tried to speak, but now it didn’t seem to matter what word she tried, it all sounded like the frightened braying of a donkey. It took her quite a while before she calmed down enough to quite her brays. She was still able to speak, as long as she didn’t get too excited it seemed, though H words were impossible and the occasional Hee-Haaww would replace a word without her consent. Not that it mattered, no amount of words would be able to help her, wishes were irreversible, and she had truly made an ass of herself with her careless wishing…

She asked the Warlock for a potion to make her as strong as a dragon… I probably should have told her it’d do a bit more than that…

(Man, this one was alot of work, i don’t usually work with muzzle/snouts like this, hopefully it came out well, i never can tell when i work on a project for too long lol)

She complained that her life was boring, she wanted to have more fun… Now she enjoys everything twice as much thanks to the warlock

Couldn’t decide if I wanted to TF her into an animal or not, decided to stay human on this one.

Gator Done

Alice trudged through knee high swamp water slowly, the mud beneath her feet clinging to her boots as she moved. The muck covered blonde swatted at a large dragonfly that hovered near her head and pushed forward until she reached the chain link fence. It too was half submerged, and it took her a moment to get the old rusty lock to open. She had been excited at first when she found out that she had inherited a piece of land from a relative she barely knew, but her excitement turned to disappointment when she found out exactly what she had gotten into. An old factory that had been abandoned for at least twenty years, built on a small rocky stretch of land in a massive swamp. It had been raining non stop of late, and today was the first day that had been clear enough to brave the swamp to examine the property. She hadn’t expected to find most of the rundown building flooded and covered with vines and debris, but it had been abandoned for a long time.

Alice walked the length of the fence, occasionally ducking into the main building. Broken machines, old wet crates, a rusted out van, nothing of any real interest or value. Alice stopped to rest for a moment, she felt tired from fighting against the muddy soil, and the cold water was started to seep into her bones. Her back was stiff and achy, Alice worried for a moment that she may have pulled a muscle. She rubbed her sore back until she felt something that made her pause. A chill went up her spine, but this was one of fear more than cold. She felt something… something wrong, a trail of hard bumps on her spine. Alice removed her shirt, exposing her pale cleavage to the dim sunlight. Her hands rubbed over a bony scaly series of shapes and it led to a small shape just above her ass crack. She gingerly touched the squat lump of flesh hidden beneath her pants, and it wiggled a little as she focused on it. She nearly jumped out of her boots, and the yelp of surprise she let out disturbed a bird perched on the nearby roof. She had a tail.

Alice felt behind her again, this time under her pants. The… tail, already felt like it had grown larger, now easily longer than her middle finger, and surprisingly thick. It had that same leathery bony feeling like her spine, and though she couldn’t see them, she could feel scales running the length of her spine and spilling onto her back. Alice’s underwear was getting tight, the strange tail was still growing and it was running out of room in the fabric cage of her panties. Alice tried to ignore the tightness and trudge back toward the road. She just needed to get away from here, clearly there was something wrong with this place and it was doing something to her. Alice let out a low hiss of frustration, the rusty old gate had gotten stuck on something, and she was having difficulty getting it open again. The shape of Alice’s tail was noticeable through her pants, and the tight band of her panties dug into her flesh. She reached a clawed hand around the gate and wrenched on it, pulling it free with a brute strength that she hadn’t expected. Alice looked down at her hands and they trembled as she saw her nails had thickened into short claws, and yet more scales had covered her. The scales were the same color as her skin, and she thought that she looked like some sort of albino reptile.

With the gate removed, Alice pushed forward, her new found strength combating the pull of the muddy water. She was almost back to dry land when a sudden burst of growth had her tail rip free, tearing the backside of her underwear and pants as it surged in size. Alice tumbled forward and for a moment was submerged beneath the muddy waters. Slowly Alice rose, poking her head just far enough above the surface so her nose and eyes were clear. Alice shook her head and started to try and stand again. Her tail was easily the size of an arm now, and it was working it’s way to being as long as her leg and quite a bit thicker. Alice growled again, her tongue running over sharpened teeth as she scanned her surroundings. She found the “trail” if you could call it that, and started back toward her car. Clawed toes tore through her waterproof boots and by the time Alice made it to the road her clothing was all but destroyed. She had torn her bra in half with a clawed hand on accident when she realized that she was inexplicably growing a second pair of breasts, her shirt was left back at the factory, her pants were tattered shreds, and her feet had torn through her boots entirely now. Alice looked herself over in confusion.

Scales covered a vast portion of her backside, and a massive tail dragged behind her, it’s weight and size would have been unmanageable save for the strength and density of the muscles beneath her scaly flesh. Her hands and feet were scale covered in a similar way, and large claws made them look dangerous and reptilian. Alice growled as she tried to figure out why she felt so confused, and eventually it came to her. Why was she at her car? She should be back in the swamp, back at her home… With a sharp toothed grin Alice tore away the tatters of her pants and walked back toward the muddy waters of the flooded swampland, her thick white tail swaying behind her as she moved.