Sarah shivered, feeling a bit odd as she decided to continue on from the well towards her grandmother's house. She couldn't place the problem however until she felt her shoes growing tight. She looked down in time to see two broad, golden-fured cats' paws tear her shoes apart from the inside. She found herself wondering why her mother had given her such a tight pair of shoes when her paws were warm and comfortable enough. Besides, her broad, supple pads were attractive.
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The clothing problems only get worse, though. Sarah looks on in dismay and confusion as her dress and undergarments suddenly and inexplicably fail under pressure from her growing, swelling body. Her growing legs, widening hips, swelling muscles and ballooning breasts destroyed every shred of her clothing save for her red riding hood. The six foot tall, powerfully muscled anthro feline girl, resplendent in her bare, glorious golden fur, looked in horror at her ruined clothing, certain that her mother would be angry at its destruction. Still, she never could understand why her mother insisted that she wear such flimsy things. Her wonderful, warm golden fur covered her sufficiently, she thought. And she still had her hood.
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Contented that at least her favorite garment is still intact, she put the thoughts of her clothing behind her and continued on her way to her grandmother's house and the waiting jaws of an unsuspecting wolf.