BBUUURRPPP!
Christiana burps loudly. “I can still taste chicken” she says pulling a face of discuss.
She leans forward. Holding her belly
“I really need to …. Go to the bathroom….”
She stood and turned pushing the chair away.
“Oooh”
A sharp shot her stomach. The four of them watch as her cheeks stiffened and she grabbed her butt.
“I don’t feel well… JAMES HELP ME OR I MIGHT NOT MAKE IT IN TIME!” She cries as she squats low and tries taking long steps in a crab pose.
James runs to her aid.
“James I’m not going to make it to the toilet” she whispers sweat dripping down her forehead.
James grabs napkins. He places them under her
He grabs hold her jeans, riffing the down and pulls them off her ankles. Her shoes and socks came straight off with them exposed her freshly painted toenails.
“HERE IT COMES” she cries squaring over the napkin forget to pull down her under wear.
The three witch sisters look at eachother. Was there something wrong with the potion?
She looks up and Her eyes widen.
Her hands tuck into armpits
She lets out a deep moan.
“Oh! Oh Gosh!” She moans in pleasure
Her underwear tears as a large egg drops from her birth canal.
She drops to her knees Panting
“Did I just… did I just lay an egg??
The witches start cackling with laughter.
Just then feathers shoot from the top of her bottom to make a beautiful fan of a tail
“BAGOCK!!” Christina squawks
Feathers start covering her body as she starts shrinking. She flaps her arms in panic which become wings.
James Stares at the chicken infront of him. Christina climbs out of her remains clothes. She had a light brownish golden feathers same colour as her hair was previously and yet still pink painted claws.
Gilda suggested “Let’s eat her!”
“No, we are NOT going to eat her!” Bickers Matilda “ Look how good is at laying! She has already poop one out. Looks like she loved it too”