Her body continued to trot on through the night, making it's way through valleys and up the mountain ridges until she looked up. She had been disoriented by her new body, feeling every inch of her new flesh as she sauntered seductively through the world, every footstep sounded massive, even from her vantage point. It was in this moment that she looked up to see that she had made her way to Montery, CA. She saw the ocean and her eyes grew wide as she realized that she was only half a mile away from being stuck with this body.
Her body continued it's lieserly saunter as she prayed not to be stuck like this. Then she felt her foot hit something, her view started to fall forward toward the street. She had tripped on a car, it was when she landed that she felt something underneath her, two somethings. Her body proceeded to stand up again, her legs straddled the street as her hand reached down to two people.
She looked down to see a man and woman yards apart from each other. The man was huge, a muslce bound hunk, tanned to perfection. His neck was nearly non existent from all the muscle that reach the base of his head, his chest had to be at least as thick as a keg. He was dressed in cammo pants and a tank top.
The woman was a velouptuous Latina, olive skin and curves galore. From Jen's view she looked almost unreal, an exaggeration of a woman's figure. Her breasts were huge, at least F cup if not G, her hips just a bit wider, and nearly no fat on her body save for her curves. She was clad in nothing but a bikini, obvioulsy making her way to the beach.
They had both taken their heads off as her body pulled off her's, Jen screamed silently, she was close enough to the ocean that she would be stuck as a freak. Her head was passed down to the man first, as it popped on her new deep baratone voice shouted. She stopped with shock as her new body proceeded to the latina who's head was now in the hand of the statue that was now forming in the street. She strod to her latina, her new massive arms reached down, picked up her new second body and attached it just below her chin.
She then started to run, not walk to the beach. Her two voiced raised, a baratone and a sultry spanish accent screaming. "NO, NO! STOP I DON'T WANT TO BE A FREAK." They shouted to no one in sight, her bodies now reaching the sand, she tried despritely to fight them and felt the cool air of the sea reaching her as her boot clad feet touched the water.
In the same instant she toppled forward crashing onto her massive breasts, her latina body struggling to breath under the weight of the hulk behind it. She instinctively rolled over, her breasts heaving, she could see them out of the bottom of her field of vision. She lay there in the surf sobbing with two voiced for a while as she, he, no it adjusted to it's new feelings.