Jane Romero groaned as she woke up in... Japan? Last thing she could recall was driving to her father’s place and then... nothing. She didn’t remember the countless games she'd already endured.
The talk show host held her head as she stumbled. Apparently, she had fallen asleep and woke up standing up.
“What... where...?” she mumbled. “Why... why is it so cold?” She looked down, expecting to find her formal outfit but instead finding a tight fitting micro-bikini (heavy emphasis on micro). “What the... what is this?!” She didn’t know where the hell this thing came from, let alone how it ended up on her.
Her hands explored her exposed body, going down to try and find any surgical scars or what not. The talk show host froze as her hands made contact with her hips. While she never admitted it publicly, Jane loved her bottom heavy figure. It was probably the only good thing her mother passed down to her. While big, it wasn’t ludicrously big. Something that could not be said right now.
“What the fuck?!” she screeched as she finally saw her door-jamming hips and beanbag-sized cheeks. She kept squeezing them to make sure it wasn’t just some weird hallucination. Each squeeze confirmed that they were real and resulted in making Jane feel a little aroused.
Unbeknownst to her, Danny Johnson (better known as the psycho killer The Ghost Face) peeked around the corner to stalk her. He pulled out his trusty camera and quickly shot the vaguely familiar woman and her new massive hips and cheeks.
He knew the Entity, with all of its power, liked to manipulate the survivors in various perverted ways. Most of the time, it had to deal with their feet, so he was happy to see something different. He grinned under his famous mask as he returned his camera inside his cloak and retrieved his knife. The trial had begun.
Tags: ass expansion, movies, video games
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Story by UserDoesNot |
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Artwork by StudioArieta-Ray |
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