"Hello, I'm Cream Coconut," the asian woman started; she would've congratulated herself for not stumbling over her bizarre name this time, if not for her being worried about how her clothes were tightening and creaking around her. "I am at the mall, where patrons have been contending with an unexpected disturbance. I will be investigating further, and we might even catch a glimpse of this disturbance ourselves, so stay tu-ah!"
Cream had always been certain that it would take a major event to completely interrupt her from making a report, but she liked to think that her clothes exploding into shreds around her would qualify. In a series of loud, sharp 'shrip's, her still bloating breasts and butt tore through her top and skirt, reducing both to a rain of fabric scraps that fluttered down to her feet, alongside her similarly failed bra and panties. Now clad in nothing but pantyhose, socks, and shoes, arousal leaving her brown nipples hard and the white inner lips of her pussy glistening, Cream's gaze was like that of a deer in headlights as she looked from the face of one filming crew member to the next, already fearing the humiliation resulting from the latest mishap involving her apparent new self.
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