“Oh Mrs. Preston, I think you’ll love what I’m going to do to Skylar,” Bella started, “first of all, I wish little Skylar looks more like the ass she really is!” She started, you knew Skylar was going to have to endure quite a lot before you got your hand on the ring. All you had to do was stay in character.
Skylar looked you in the eyes, you could tell she didn’t know it was you. She looked down at herself, watching as a layer of thin grey fur started to coat her body. Her hands became a lot firmer as two of her fingers became one. Her face started elongating as two of her front teeth started growing larger and wider. Her ears climbed up her face and grew taller, furrier. A tail erupted out of the back of her leggings, bursting a hole right through them. You could tell she was very uncomfortable. You didn’t know if it was the specific transformation or the hatred Bella was putting into the ring making it so uncomfortable, but you had to hold yourself back from getting too angry.
“How does that feel Skylar?” Bella asked, still tormenting the now half-donkey girl in front of her. Skylar didn’t reply, she continued to look at Bella, then back to you, then back to Bella with a rising anger. You hated the look she was giving you, “c’mon Sky, give us a little noise?”
Skylar looked more pissed off by the second, “no,” she said, angrily, “I’m not playing with you, and I don’t give a shit whatever my mom does to me!” Skylar said, “I don’t care!” She yelled,
“Ugh, how boring,” Bella said, scoffing at Skylar’s reluctance, “I wish she’d just do it,” Bella said, looking down at her.
Skylar was unable to hold back, “h-H-HEE-HAW!!” She said, thrusting her head forwards,
“Good Donkey,” Bella said, “I wish she’d do more!”
“Hee-Haw!” Skylar let out, “hee-haw! Hee-hawwww!!” She said, unable to stop herself. She looked almost in pain, trying her absolute hardest to hold herself back but failing,
“I’ll let you have a go in a minute, Mrs. Preston,” Bella said, “just got one more idea!”
“A-are you sure?” You asked, audibly concerned,
“Don’t sound so worried Mrs. P!” Bella said, turning to look at you, “I-I mean… just look down,” she stated, looking at your breasts. You looked down, realising just how engorged they’d become since you last looked. They were very full, leaking against the fabric of your shirt, making a very dark wet spot against your nipples, “you can’t seriously feel bad for her. All the problems she’s caused for you,” Bella said,
“But is this not…” you hesitate, not sure what to do.
Then suddenly, it’s like something takes over your body. You’re not in control… “CHANGE HER BACK!” You scream,
“Mrs. Preston!?” Bella yells, taken aback by the sudden outburst. You have no idea what’s going on,
“Make stop my daughter making that AWFUL noise!”
“I-I…”
“NOW!” You demand,
“I-I wish Skylar stops…” Bella says in shock. You look and see Skylar suddenly freeze in place, mid-hee-haw,
“Good. Now give me the ring,” you demand with a flamboyant flair, one you didn’t even know you had,
“O-okay…” Bella says, a little shaken up, “b-but why did you…” Bella says, trying to work out what’s going on. She isn’t entirely sure, but she no longer trusts you, “y-you’re trying to turn her back to normal,” she starts, “you’re trying to take away my power!”
“NO!” You shout, “YES!” You shout against your will, “ I want… to help… my daughter… to stop… everything!” You fight against your own words,
“I…” Bella says, stepping backwards,
“GIVE IT!” You shout,
“NO!” Bella shouts back, “Cara!” She yells, to which Cara runs right towards you, ready to pin you down,
“I’ve got this…” you whisper to yourself… but it wasn’t you.