"That name was for adifferent time, when we were both different people. Who the hell toldyou to talk anyway?! Now, do what I told you to do! Sniff my ...ussy,bitch!" With that, Julia parted her thighs a bit further.Tears began to well up in Eric's eyes from the utter disgrace andweakness he felt. With a jerky hesitance, he extended his nose andtentatively began to sniff. Immediately, he wanted to recoil from thepungent, undeniable female reek."Closer, bitch! I want your nose right next to my. ”Rin stops briefly and looks over her shoulder, that same mischievous glint still in her eyes. “You nailed it.”“Then I suppose we’ll start at the milk source,” Ashe says as she straightens her clothing.“Do we get samples?” Rin asks like a little girl expecting candy would.The corners of Ashe’s lips curl upward. She likes this girl, even if she is a little impatient. Rin reminds her of herself at that age. “Being the VP of Production I can arrange that.”“Oh good!” the alien girl squeals. “One. Mmmph!” Plumping up further, the sound of tearing is heard through your speakers as you see the shirt’s very seams now strain against her growing bulk. Her legs attempt to spread more to make room for her growing gut, but as you watch you can see she’s grown too big. Her belly spreads closer to her knees, her entire body seems to be raising slightly as her thighs and ass gain more mass, or so you theorize. Plump and round as ever, her breasts are surprisingly still quite round despite having. She could still pass as a man,but she would have to try damned hard to do so. Any outsider wouldthink her just a slightly buff girl, mid-20's, perhaps a former socceror basketball player who takes her fitness seriously. Her new wardrobehowever, screamed girly-girl. She now wore a matching, pink lace braset, the cups providing a healthy amount of lift, making her girls seemeven more feminine and imposing. Above it was a Pink camisole tank top,the straps covering so little that you could.