“Jim, please help me! I can’t live like this!” Sharon sobbed in her high-pitched, squeaky voice. She tipped forward as she tried to shuffle, and slowly rolled forward, coming to rest on her belly. Her hands and feet flapped frantically as she realized even the modicum of movement she had retained was gone, and that her now stretched-out pussy was visible to all behind her, covered only by a stretched-out and near-transparent covering of silk.
Jim approached her, feeling a little guilty for her current predicament. He had to admit, her high-pitched voice was a little funny, and her inflated, spherical body was a surprising turn-on, but seeing her so upset was making him feel bad as well. Now was not the time for him to take advantage of her. “I’ll do anything I can to help you, Sharon. There must be someone around here who can help us.” Unsure of what to do, he patted her side gently. It trembled and quivered like a soft rubber sheet under his touch.
Sharon slowly calmed down. “Al-alright, Jim. Before you go, can you help roll me off the path? I feel so…exposed just lying out here.” Jim approached Sharon from the side, slowly pushing her forward. Her skin was taut, but not overly so, and his finger sank in almost completely with an experimental poke. It looked like she was in no danger of popping, at least for the moment. Whatever she was filled with, it was surprisingly light, as well. He had the feeling if he hit a large bump in the road, it could send her bouncing off into the horizon, and gripped her stretched-out nightie tightly. For her part, Sharon had her eyes clenched shut, moaning slightly. The sight of the world spinning around was making her dizzy, and her overstretched skin was also surprisingly sensitive – it felt like her entire body was an erogenous zone that the bumpy path was stimulating.
Eventually, Jim found a surprisingly large clearing in the nearby woods. Tucking away a slightly flushed Sharon, he assured her that he’d be back as soon as he found someone who was more familiar with the strange land they’d found themselves in. Looking around, he realized this path led to a dead end, and decided to head back to the pond.
As he walked back towards the pond, he realized there was someone else standing there. She looked like a figure straight out of a sword and sorcery novel, a tall slender woman dressed in furs and some unidentifiable shimmering fabric. Walking closer, he realized that her ears were tall and pointed, and that her eyes were far thinner than any human’s had a right to be. Was she an elf?
The elven woman turned as he approached, and stared down at him for a good half a minute before giving an imperious sniff. “Oh, a human male. Is this water safe to drink, human?”
Jim made a noncommittal grunt, somewhat overwhelmed by the situation he’d found himself in. The elven woman seemed to take this as an affirmation. Leaning over, she bent over and took a long draught, before spitting it out almost immediately.
“Augh! Are the tongues of humans rotten? That water was foul!” Her sentence cut off with a high-pitched squeak, and she clasped her hand over her mouth.
This time, it happened much quicker than Sharon’s inflation had. There was no fluctuating of body parts, her skin simply seemed to shimmer, wobble, then explode outwards in a surge of growth. Jim was almost knocked over by the sudden burst, and scrambled backwards quickly.
Unlike Sharon, whatever her clothes were made of had not survived the sudden distortion, and had shredded right off her growing body. The elf’s pale skin was completely exposed to the world, and Jim was struck dumb by the sheer volume of it. Her body wobbled about furiously as she strove to right herself with what remained of her feet.
The elf’s face was twisted in a mask of rage. “Human! Were you the one to curse this pool?” The impact of her rage filled voice was slightly blunted by the sentence coming out in a high-pitched squeak. Jim shook his head frantically and the elf sighed, with a sound like a sad, deflating balloon.
“I sense you are telling the truth. A human such as you would be unable to cast such fell magic. Nevertheless, I cannot continue my journey like this. Therefore, I leave my life in your care, human.”
“What?” Jim wasn’t sure he’d heard her correctly.
“Are you deaf, human? As the one who bested me and rendered me into this state, it is your responsibility to care for me now. Do you honestly expect me to care for myself like this?” The elven woman huffed and flicked her hair, as her hands flapped about. “Soon we will be bound together by magic. I hope you know how to treat a woman of my stature well.”
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