As Elizabeth and her security team were scouting the jungle she noticed a faint movement out of the corner of her eye.
'What was that!?' Elizabeth barked as she turned to face Matt (the leader of her security team).
'I'm sure it was just a leopard. They roam these parts all the time.' Matt calmly responded.
'Is that supposed to make me feel better?' Elizabeth whispered.
'Don't worry. Once we clear these trees out they'll disappear.'
Just as Elizabeth and her team were about to continue their trek, they noticed a figure move from behind the tress. Before the team could react, arrows and spears came flying out from the shadows.
As Matt and the others ducked and dodged, Elizabeth stood paralyzed with fear. Arrows and spears flew past her as she tried to gain the will to move. Then, as she was trying to move, she felt a sharp but small pain in her neck.
'What the...!?' Elizabeth screamed, thinking she had been grazed by an arrow. It was only then that she managed to get her hand to move and reached over to her neck to asses the damage. When her hand finally reached her neck, she felt something unexpected: a dart.
As she pulled the dart from her neck, the arrows and spears stopped. Whoever was attacking them seemed to have retreated. However, Elizabeth and her team had become separated in the chaos. Oddly enough though, she didn't seem to care. All Elizabeth could focus on was the pain she felt throughout her body.
'Grrrr... what's happening... ? It feels like my whole body is going to explode...'
As the pain continued, she felt her clothes begin to tighten.
'Oh my god... I'm... I'm changing!?'
Try as she might, Elizabeth cannot stop the transformation. The blood of the mother was coursing through her veins, changing the very fabric of her DNA. Her muscles began to swell, erupting with the strength of the mother.
'I... I can sense another presence inside of me... she... she's trying to take over... arrrgghhh... I... I won't let... her... AHHHH!'
She felt her mind slowly become enveloped by the more dominant and wild mind of Shumara as her bosom and buttocks expanded and filled with power. Her feet burst from the confines of her shoes as strands of hair descend from her head, her blonde hair turning into a wavy, black mane.
Finally, after one last cry of protest, Elizabeth Thompson is no more. She has been lost within the depths of what was once her mind. Now... her body belongs to the mother of the jungle.
'Ah... finally! I have been reborn once again. I must say, this woman put up quite the fight, but her body has become the vessel for my spirit. I am the guardian of this forest and my duty will not be denied... for I am Shumara: mother of the jungle!'
Tags: Female muscle, muscle growth, height increase, clothes ripping, goddess, transformation, race change, mental change, unwanted transformation, magic
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Story by Inferno44 |
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Artwork by Altercomics-Giribaldi |
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