Dropkickwombat
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Overdue
🕑 Added 2022-12-30 06:24:26 +0000 UTC
“Urgh… Ben… stop kicking” Clint mumbles at his stomach, arching his back to balance his massive belly and milky breasts. Looking around, Clint sees the pile of clothing Ben wore twenty minutes ago before he painfully regressed into Clint, stretching out his skin. Pulling his hands out of his pulsating pussy, he inspects his sweaty body once more still sensitive from the recent transformation.
“Fuck…” Clint groans, waddling to the pantry as his stomach begins to growl from hunger. Bending down, he feels the milk in his breast slosh forwards and seeing the front of his shirt beginning to dampen. With heavy breaths, Clint pads his swollen nipples with a cloth wincing from the new sensations. Being a stacked Asian chick is the least of his worries, how is he going to explain to their parents that Ben is now a child in him.
“Where’s that Asian witch…” Clint shouts in a seductive feminine voice. An hour ago, Clint and Ben jumped the line in front of a pregnant Asian woman; and despite her protests, they just smirked and ignored her. Little did they know that she was a witch hellbent on giving them a small taste of their own medicine.
“Shiiiiiittt… what’s with my hormones…” Clint grunts as he becomes both incredibly horny and hungry at the same time. Rubbing his massive belly, his pussy begins to drip in anticipation. Desperate to find the witch and reverse the changes, Clint tries to walk to the door whilst accustoming to his new center of balance. Opening the door, he sees his neighbor giving him a cheery smile and a wave.
“Ah. Ms. Sato, I’m excited for your baby! Isn’t he due sometime this month?” the neighbor excitedly says.
“Wha… what?” Clint gasps, feeling Ben kick his belly once more.
