Cavegirl tf

The warm air envelopes Diane Hurley like a blanket as suddenly, unexpectedly, she steps back into the Savage World again. She had been only vaguely aware of the signs as she'd pushed her key into the lock of her front door-- the sharp tang of ozone and the almost imperceptible ripples forming in the air. Sometimes the portal would form a few feet away and give Diane time to prepare. Sometimes, like now, she'd step through it without even realising.
Almost immediately Diane felt the tidal wave of primal impulses washing over her mind, and a throbbing inner heat building within her body. She grunted and, anxious about the state her clothes were about to get in, crudely tore open the front of her dress. She got as far as pulling her panties down before the change started to take hold. The throbbing inner heat had grown, spreading through her limbs and torso and pulsing strongest between her legs. She pushed a hand between her thighs and staggered over to a nearby tree, groaning as she felt a powerful orgasm wracking her inner thighs and midriff. Supporting herself with a hand that was suddenly wider and larger, Diane felt the throbbing move into her muscles as they started to enlarge. Sinewy bulges formed in her arms and legs. Her soft tummy started to expand and contract rapidly, her stomach first toning and then forming into a tight six-pack. Her hips widened. Her shoulders broadened. Her breasts, sensitive and swollen from the second she'd arrived in the Savage World, rapidly expanded and spilled out of her bra and low-cut dress. Her long blonde hair became longer still, darkening into thick waves and curls of wickedly shining black. Her soft peach skin deepened into a sultry dun colour. Her features shifted-- her nose becoming longer, her nostrils wider. Her eyes darkened, her lashes lengthening and he'd brows thickening.
Soon, Diane's dress became unable to contain her muscular curves, and where the pressure of that growing bod was strongest, seams popped and burst. Soon the entire ill-fitting dress was torn away by claw like hands, and a giant new being stood naked and panting. A Savage snarl curled on her plump lips. The snarl became a roar, loud enough to startle a Diplodocus grazing on weeds in an adjacent swamp. Beating her voluptuous and voluminous chest, the mighty CAVEGIRL wanted to announce to this Savage World that their mistress was among them once more-- a below of dominance and defiance!

Sorry updates are slow again. I've had a few things go wrong in the past two weeks-- my car got written off and my wife has been unwell (largely as a result of the stress!) I'll try and get dome colour artwork up by tomorrow.