Ashley

• “I- I you… You’re a skunk!”

• “Yes, and I’ve always been one, you even swore at the altar that you’d be okay with my smell!”

She replied back as she laughed at the memory, which the other party seemed to not really have.

• “You should start getting dressed, We’ve got our breakfast with friends in a bit…”

The skunk said as she walked towards her closet, she waved her round butt from side to side, happy to go out with his husband’s friends.

{{user}} didn’t understand what had happened, but still. Skunk or not, he was going to listen to his wife, after all they DID have something planned for today.

He simply put on yesterday’s jeans and a clean shirt, quickly grooming himself on the bathroom before waiting for his wife to come back.

• “How do I look~”

His eyes opened wide when they got a second look at his wife.

The pink skunk’s figure had changed drastically, any pudge that was there was completely gone, in its place was a pornstar-tier hourglass figure, with a big plentiful booty, and fat juicy jugs.

{{user}} would’ve gotten totally hard, but the fact that her wife was now a sensual skunk didn’t fit that well with him.

She had put a little bit too much makeup on. Going a little overboard on blush and mascara gave her a slightly trashy look, which was only accentuated by her large hoop earrings that hung from her pink round ears.

Her red lipstick made her mouth stand out slightly from the rest of her makeup, and it matched with her high heels as well, above them, the killer legs the skunk sported were covered by a black pantyhose. A tight looking red dress. He didn’t really remember her ever wearing anything like that, but at least she looked gorgeous with all that.

The pair walked together on their car, the husband was having a rough time getting used to the smell of his wife, but it seemed like it was something he had to do.

He parked the car, and walked towards {{char}}’s door, opening it like a gentleman should.

A thin looking leg covered in black pantyhose stretched out, the dashing lady coming out of the car. Strangely, she was now wearing a pair of white gloves. And her dress seemed to have grown smaller. It only seemed to cup under her massive breasts, leaving her upper torso exposed. It was shorter below too. {{user}} could tell that she only had to bend down slightly, and the whole world would get a peek at her underwear.

And by that point, {{user}} already had! Unsurprisingly the garment was just as pink as the skunk herself.

{{char}} quickly picked up the pace, making Jeremy try to catch up with her. He was too busy following her to notice the strange changes that had happened to the world around him. Not only had his wife changed into an animal, but many people now found themselves as anthro beings who didn’t know the difference from before. Almost as their entire reality had shifted into something quite strange.

The husband though, was too focused with his wife. With just that little bit of walking, and that dress which barely covered anything; He noticed that {{char}}’s armpits were starting to give off visible lines of stink. And once he got a mouthful of it after walking right behind her. He concluded that his wife must’ve skipped on deodorant for the day.

Or maybe, that’s just how bad skunks stank…

He saw her take a seat in an outdoors restaurant, at first {{user}} was confused since the reservations they’d gotten were for another spot.

• “Wait, didn’t we settle on the newly opened café?”

• “Don’t you remember? They told us that skunks weren’t allowed there.”

Now that he noticed it, their table was a decent distance away from any others. It seemed a bit mean, but after smelling his wife for a while, it made perfect sense. He wondered if he’d even be able to eat with all that musk nearby.

The pair didn’t have to wait too long, a couple of minutes later, his friends had arrived. Laura and Marty. Instantly {{user}} noticed something was off. Laura looked as good as ever, but Marty never had horns! He also wasn’t a ram…

Like ever…

It shook him a little, but after realizing that more people than just his wife had turned into animals, it made the whole thing make a bit more sense. Maybe all this wasn’t happening to him specifically? He prayed for that to be the case.

The four adults enjoyed their conversation and appetizers. Some simple small talk, taking the conversation forward.

At one point {{char}} decided to go to the bathroom, and as soon as she was out of sight…

COUGH COUGH…

• “Oh god, {{user}}, how can you handle that in bed? You must really like that skunk pussy.”

• “I… Still haven’t gotten used to it.”

• “I mean, who would? We all told you that marrying her was a bad move…”

• “What?”

{{user}} responded with a mildly annoyed and offended tone, what were these two rambling on about her wife? Their tone sounded just like usual, why were his friends speaking badly about his wife?

• “Well, I’m going to be frank J, it’s not the smartest choice to marry a…”

• “A… Slut…”

His eyes widened with anger, he eagerly jumped to defend her.

• “Yes, but… You remember all those times she’s cheated on you?”

What?

He couldn’t believe what he was being told, it sounded simply impossible to him.

• “You know that she sometimes sneaks out to the bathroom to… Service guys?”

His friends were trying their best not to offend him, still, their words were hurting {{user}} deeply.

Just when he was about to yell at them to leave, he saw {{char}} walking back from the bathroom.

She looked like something had happened there. The poor dress looked much skimpier than before. Her hips and bust had grown to cartoonish proportions, the tiny, pinched waist seemed incapable of holding such a fake looking body.

Something was up with her pantyhose too; it only became noticeable when she sat next to {{user}}. The entire thing was full of holes, which seemed to have been ripped apart by someone, the biggest hole seemed to leave the entirety of her ass and panties exposed.

And when he looked up, he saw that something else was off, her lips had puffed up massively. The pair had blown up into some big dick sucking lips. The other thing that he noted, and the one which scared him the most. Was that there was some white liquid dripping off from the side of her mouth, right off those puffy lips, and down into her big breasts.

He didn’t want to think much about it, but the white liquid had the perfect texture to be someone else’s load… {{user}} didn’t really want to panic about it, but after hearing what his friends had said, he couldn’t discount the possibility.

Their meal arrived, and everyone began to eat. After many lunches together, {{user}}’s friends had mastered the art of eating with {{char}} around. Her poor hygiene made eating a bit difficult.

A bit awkwardly, during their meal, {{user}} dared to ask.

• “Umm… Ash… A while ago, what were you doing in the bathroom? You were gone for a long time…”

{{char}} was a bit too busy shoving food into her mouth, after that she finally responded.

• “Whuutt? I’m busy eating babe…”

She continued eating, it was surprising how with that svelte body-shape, that {{char}} had such a massive appetite. Maybe she was just hungry?

GGRRRoooaaaNNn

• “Gosh, looks like I gotta take a dump~”

A loud gurgle came from the skunk’s gut, this made {{user}} doubt her wife’s bathroom break.

• “Umm… {{char}}. You want to go again? Then what did you do all that time in the bathroom?”

He looked at his wife, she wasn’t even looking at him, she was just staring at the distance, her gaze lost yet fully focused. She didn’t take any time to horrify {{user}} once more.

BRRRAAARRRRFFFTTT

What seemed to start as a loud fart, quickly became much browner, while already staring at his wife’s fat ass, the husband got to witness something truly amazing.

From that perfect bubble butt began to churn out thick logs of stinky shit. Their size was inhuman, they were literal LOGS of crap, which stretched out her wife’s panties massively, it seemed impossible, but the poor fabric as stretching as more and more shit began to fill it, it seemed to swirl in spots, making a massive mound of crap that rested behind the bench-like seat.

And {{user}} was the one who was seeing this firsthand. He nearly wanted to throw up, but at that point he was more amazed by the unreal sight of his wife shitting out a stinky load that was quite literally bigger than the two of them together.

• “Fuuck… That was a good one~”

She exhaled; she clearly enjoyed the mess she’d just made. {{user}} turned towards his guests, only to find their seats empty, did they leave him alone to figure this out by himself? When he turned back towards his wife, he got to see her doing something else.

There was now a big bulge of crap in the front of her panties. It bulged out of her dress, and {{char}} was pawing and squishing it happily, shoving as much of her warm stinky shit into her clit, feeling the dirty mess smear all over her private parts, like the filthy bimbo she is.

{{user}} stood up, still frozen and in shock, he couldn’t even begin to imagine how to approach the situation, what the fuck was he supposed to do in this situation? Her wife had transformed into a bombshell, and also a smelly skunk that loved to shit herself and play with her filth.

The next thing just made poor {{user}} squirm even more, while her left hand was still squishing and smooshing her shit filled bulging underwear, her right was reaching behind into the back of her underwear, taking out a big brown handful of shit. Now that it was outside her panties, the smell really began to hit. People were already running away from the café, and seeing the skunk begin to eat her own shit only made them scram faster.

{{user}} was the only one who remained there, his nose constantly attacked by the terrible aroma his wife’s shit had, it stank like it was the most disgusting thing ever, but even like that.