Still a bit woozy from your experience, you don't change your gaze as the latex elephant girl begins to move. There is a small squeak as she gets to her stocky feet and stands, walking toward you. In a few seconds, she's looking down on you and all you can really see of her from the angle are a pair of wide hips, slender stomach and a gray trunk draped over a set of quite large breasts.
Does she recognize you as a sort moth-er, father? You almost hope not, but if she doesn't, she might not have good plans for you...