Beth made to cover her mouth as she let loose something between a squeal and a gasp of shock. The back of her pants had been forcibly pushed down to reveal a curt, coiling pig tail. Her ass crack showing briefly as her pants tightened against the roll of fat that cascaded down between her thighs. Her belly had flopped over her pants, causing her shirt to ride up her enlarged breast-line. Her belly button showing for all to see as if she had planned this in some crude fashion decision despite her size and appearance.
People passing by wrinkled their nose and averted their eyes in disgust at the women who had clearly thought they were thinner than they actually were and dared to dress the fashion, thinking it was "sexy".
Hoping to not look too ridiculous and spare them some dignity, she decided enough was enough. "Come on, into the tent. Lets figure this out! My blouse can't take much more than this."
As the four teenage girls ran inside a nearby tent, a little boy pointed them out to his mother. He was quickly told not to point at people and she rushed him along while he looked on after the girls with a faint glimpse of concern.
Once inside the tent, the girl's couldn't stand it any longer and began to bare all. They scrambled to remove their constricting clothes. April made to close the tent, hoping no one would walk in. The tent itself appeared to be empty save for a stage, a chairs, and a sign that read: closed until tomorrow.
Beth collapsed on the floor, unable to remove her last article of clothing, her short jeans. She couldn't seem to grip them right and discovered, not before long, why. Her friends could only gasp and bite their knuckles to keep themselves from screaming at the sight of Beth's new hooves.
Well, they weren't hooves yet but they resembled them. Dark fingernails buffed up from half a centimeter in usual thickness to something over an inch on her thickening middle and ring fingers. Her other fingers shrank but the nails met the same tint as the other two. Her palms extending freakishly high like something out of a werewolf movie.
As Beth screamed, or squealed, as she had no knuckles to bite, whispers outside questioned the source of it. April covered Beth's mouth.
Diane was handling this second-worse. While Beth nosily was freaking out, she was quietly doing so. She paced back and forth, not certain what else to do. Her lips opened and closed but no sound came out. Her hands shaking as she kept them at bay to nibble on just in case she needed it.
Chasity was dumbfounded at their situation and grabbed a chair and sat down. To her chagrin, she sat on something sharp and leaped up to see what it was. To her confusion, she found nothing in the chair. No tack, no sharp object at all was there. She searched around the chair to see if something fell. When she found nothing she made to sit back down but was met with another sudden squeal.
Chasity looked around at it's source and saw Diane pointing at her. Ignoring her now silent panicking, like something a mime would be doing, Chasity was instead concerned at the size of Diane's lower teeth. Two protrusions, like tusks, had developed beneath her quivering lip. Her thickening fingernails pointing desperately at Chasity's rear.
Chasity looked behind her to find her own tail had appeared and she covered her mouth with her new hooves.
Beth was now rolling around on the floor. April couldn't tell if it was from pain or something else. She tried her best to console her friend but something about it made her warm. She looked over at Chasity and Diane and noted that they were now going through the changes. She looked at her fingernails, they were starting to lengthen just as Beth's had.
Beth was now smothering her nose in the dirt, blood poured from the nostrils as the bridge of her nose snapped. April hoisted her from the ground to find her pudgy face smeared with blood and dirt. Beth's eyes were rolled back, her tongue lolled out of the side of her mouth between two tusks. Was the look on her face the look of, ecstasy?
Suddenly, before April could question the changes, she found herself desperately horny. She looked down to see her thighs slick with vaginal juices and, to her grotesque yet pleasurable horror, her clit doubled in size!
April's clit didn't stop growing, as her Beth's had. It doubled, tripled, then quadrupled in length and width. Her red hair pillowed her fall as she fell backwards, clutching the penis-shaped appendage as something thick pushed through her uterus and out her vaginal hole. It was as warm as it was hard. She bit her lip on her new tusks as she endured the sight and feel of her new member.
A grunt was heard across the tent and April found Chasity in a similar predicament. She had fallen on her side clutching something while Diane had fallen on her hands and knees. Diane then fell face first into the dirt as she shoved her lengthening digits into the crevasse of her deepening soaked crotch.
Chasity's hands, no longer capable of holding the object between her legs, clapped them against the member as it twisted and coiled just as her tail had. She rubbed the soft of her hooves over the member, slicking it with her drool as she dared to test it's power for the sake of relaxing it's increasing pressure.
April rolled her hooves over her brown curly hair and found her ears had grown pointed and spread thin and flexible. They draped over the sides of her face as she felt the cartilage in her nose pop. The bone between her nose was grabbed by some unknown force as it pulled away from the rest of her skull, her nose up-turning in the process. The release of air out her nose was an ensemble of relentless snorts and grunts that she could not help to hold back.
The weight of Beth and her friend's fatness began to shift into more shapely positions to befit their new forms. The only thing they managed to keep was a shapely patch of hair that had shrunk to the top of their heads. Their noses upturned, their hooves fully formed, their tails curled, and their squeals were endless as they found themselves in their new forms and then later, each other.