Angela's Magic Lesson - Eleflaunt

Angela straightened up, hoping that adjusting her posture would somehow keep her body from outgrowing her clothes. It didn't. With a loud rip, her stomach turned her dress into a two-piece. But she suddenly found that she didn't mind. Her new body was big and powerful. Majestic, even. As she twisted and posed, her torn dress shifted into a proper skirt and top. Her tail swished gently as she looked at her painted toenails. Her hair seemed to have an extra bit of luster against her floppy ears. A sound somewhere between a hum and a whistle emerged from her trunk, signaling her approval.

"I look good," she decided, "and I'll gore anyone who doesn't think so.  Hee-hee! Just kidding!"


THE END... or is it?


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