A 200K Surprise Party

Well, 200,000 pageviews is happening. So again, here's a little "thank you" from ~TheFwank and myself for all of the visits, comments, faves and generally giving this gallery a reason to exist.

Like before, here is a spot of non-canon fun involving some of our characters.

From "Working Girl", we have Sheila.
From "Sid and the Girls", our newest, there's Envy.
From "The Pageant", there's Andrea Robinson
From "Mary's Story", we have Katie Green.
And lastly, standing in the center we've got Mary Carver herself, from "Mary's Story".

Additionally, here's a lil' story written by thefwank. Enjoy!
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"200k"

Mary put the car in park and grabbed the plastic sack from the passenger seat. The call from Katie had been rather strange- the list of groceries she had requested Mary get and bring to her in the lower apartment was quite odd, but she felt like she owed Katie, if not for the original infection then for all the hassles that seemed to stem from it.
Mary shut the door and locked the car, walking across the parking lot, the lone streetlamp casting a golden haze on the rain-slicked asphalt. Mary walked up to Katie's apartment, reaching for the doorknob but pausing before turning it. It had been her apartment until just recently; it had been all but reflex to just walk in, but she gave Katie the courtesy of a knock.
"Come on in!" Katie yelled, sounding a bit odd. Mary opened the door, the dark apartment betraying few details. The closest light was the streetlamp out in the middle of the parking lot, and none of their neighbors had their porchlights on either.
"Katie...?" Mary asked, stepping inside and flicking at the lightswitch just inside the door, only to find an empty hole, the electrical wires capped off and the actual switch nowhere to be found.
"Katie?" Mary repeated, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Mary fumbled in her purse for her cell phone, hoping to use even the meager light from the LCD screen as a flashlight...
"Surprise!!" Came the loud yell as the lights came up.

Mary's arms virtually exploded into tentacles, her cell phone flipping into the air as the hand holding it flew forward unbidden, separating into a quartet of tentacles and shredding the sleeves of her suit below the elbows. Two tentacles from each arm found their marks, the needle-like fangs piercing through both cloth and skin and injecting their contents.
"Ack!" Sheila said from Mary's left.
"Ow!" Katie cried out from her right.
"Hey!" Envy exclaimed behind Sheila
"Argh!" Andrea grunted from her spot by the room's other lightswitch, behind Katie.

Mary had scarcely time to blink, and her tentacles were already retreating back into her arms, one of them still carrying a strip of cloth from her jacket's sleeve.

"What was- oohhh..." Sheila said, grabbing her spot on her abdomen where she'd been injected. The other girls reacted similarly, and Mary thought the Body must have been taken so by surprise that it decided to forego the sedative that usually accompanied a transformative shot, as the four women began to transform still standing up and wide awake.
Sheila's transformation was the most immediately noticeable; even as her skin was darkening, she was noticeably gaining height, her casual t-shirt and shorts becoming increasingly obviously strained. And it wasn't just her clothes, either; Sheila stared in fascination as her entire frame billowed with muscle, every ounce of fat on her arms and legs vanishing into muscle save for her breasts, which even though they surged forward looked to be as firm and toned as medicine balls. A pair of rips signaled not only the end of Sheila's top as a garment but also served to introduce the slick, pearl-white horns growing from her shoulders, followed by another rip as a thick, muscled tail similarly destroyed her shorts. As Sheila's waist pinched in, clinging to a tightly-defined six-pack, the rest of her seemed to be expanding aggressively out. Wicked, hooked horns the save pearl-white color as the ones on her shoulders pushed out of her forearms, followed by slate-grey horns out of her elbows. Her fingers instinctively curled, making her hands look like they were throttling an invisible neck as the green coloration finally made it to her fingers, her hands rippling slightly as her tendons and ligaments grew and re-arranged themselves into a configuration conferring a grip that could bend steel. Sheila's fingernails darkened too, becoming less of an ornamental slip of keratin and lengthening into bona-fide claws, a look mirrored on the claws forming on her feet. A soft "bonk" could be heard as Sheila's growth finally rammed her head into the ceiling, causing her to drop down to her bottom and reducing her already-torn jean shorts into denim dental floss as she continued to grow inside the small apartment. Sheila pulled one massive leg up to her chest, the huge thigh muscles that wouldn't look out of place on a thoroughbred racehorce and biceps the size of basketballs flexing and tensing as she moved. Sheila continued to grow, getting shoulders a linebacker would be jealous of, leading up to a face that was taking on an increasingly feral appearance. Sheila's face pushed into a muzzle, her lip separating into a lion-like split, with two huge fangs befitting a saber-toothed tiger snaking down from her muzzle. Her ears fanned out as well, in a decidedly reptilian slant, though the four horns that came from her ears- two pearl ones framing her jawbone below and two slate ones pulling back from the tops- were far less remarkable. Sheila's hairband was the only piece of apparel to survive her behemothine transformation, keeping her ponytail neat and intact, even if it was a light green color now.
"Well, this is new..." Sheila said as she held out one of her hands and examined the claws of her left hand.

"Hrrk..." Katie grunted, and Mary turned her attention to her roommate. Already Katie was expanding back into the voluptuous form from her initial transformation, her corn rows vanishing into her scalp as her bosom and hips expanded. As she quickly worked her growing behind out of her pants, her breasts began filling her top, tenting it outwards enough that Mary could see green in the gaps between the buttons.
"Son of a... damn!" Katie exclaimed as the buttons popped off one at a time, her attempts to unbutton them herself severely outpaced by the rapid growth of her bosom. The garment finally tore free of the last of its bonds, Katie's breasts spilling out and hanging down to her navel, large and round and showing no sign of slowing down.
"Here we go again..." she said, clamping a hand over each nipple as her breasts surpassed basketball-sized. The green flesh seemed to push into her arms as they grew further out, no room left to grow against each other, an increasingly long line of cleavage marking the halt of that direction's advance. Katie adjusted her grip, leaning back a bit as the weight of the two large fleshy orbs became a strain. Slowly, inch by inch, heartbeat by heartbeat, Katie's nipples slipped from under her palms, the curvature of her breasts too great for her arms to overcome. Katie slipped her arms under her breasts, her concerns for decency now replaced with just being able to stay upright.
"Hrrf... This isn't right..." Katie said as she struggled under the weight of her still-expanding mammaries, now a good two feet across each. Together, Katie's mammoth bust probably weighed half what she did, and she was beginning to have trouble holding them aloft. As their inexorable outward march pressed themselves closer and closer together, Katie's cleavage crept ever closer under her chin, threatening her ability to see. Worse still, the amount she could hold in her two arms was becoming an increasingly small percentage of the total. With knees buckled into each other in an attempt to keep upright, one mammoth breast finally grew to the point where its perch on Katie's arm became imbalanced, causing the bulk of it to fall off to the side of Katie's arm. Katie tried to make a grab for it, but that only imbalanced her further, causing her other breast to start sliding off her other arm, the mass of green breastflesh in freefall causing Katie to come crashing down on top of them, the two massive green beanbag-chair-sized knockers completely enveloping one of Sheila's clawed feet in her canyon of cleavage. Katie tried to push herself upright, but her breasts had grown so large that she could barely reach her fingertips to the ground, much less push them free of their resting place. With a resigned sigh, Katie sat back on her knees, allowing her breasts to continue their growth, filling the space in front of her, a wall of emerald bosom from her neck to the ground. Feeling the growth finally slowing down, Katie rested an elbow on one of her immeasurably large breasts, feeling the flesh give just a little, and put her head in her hand, sighing again as she looked up at Mary.

Mary, embarrassed, turned her gaze from Katie and up to Andrea, who was whimpering as she tried to fix her hair, or rather what her hair was turning into. Her cascade of full-bodied red hair was slowly paling into a mint-colored green, the strands of ruby hair bonding to one another, turning into a huge hood of flesh. Her bangs separated from the main mass of hair, dropping free and forming into separate tentacles as the bulk of her mane solidified into a single thick, if flexible, hood of flesh connected to her scalp. The coloration finally seemed to stabilize, the pale green fading to darker and back to light again, in great broad bands like a zebra's stripes. The coloration flowed down Andrea's shoulders and arms, leaving them amazingly unchanged, until the transformation reached her hips.
"Oh no!" Andrea squeaked as she began filling out the bottom of her dress, the white fabric bunching up at the sides as her hips flared wider and wider. "Not again!"
Andrea's protestations were cut short as an odd look crossed her face. She patted her legs, as if searching for something, before popping up a few inches, as if going up on tip-toes.
"Oh! Wh-whoaaa..." Andrea exclaimed, wobbling back and forth before pitching forward onto Katie, sandwiching her head between Andrea's bosom and her own titanic cleavage.
"Oh! I- I'm so sorry!" Andrea apologized as she pushed herself off of Katie's enormous bosom. "I don't know what I... oh," she said, trailing off as she looked behind her. Mary craned her neck to see over Katie's bosom and saw that a serpentine tail was worming its way out of her dress where her legs used to be, growing longer and thicker by the second, already large and long enough for Andrea to balance on. That explained her puzzled searching, Mary thought, as she felt her two legs become one. Andrea twisted this way and that, trying to watch the serpentine appendage as it looped and coiled around her, climbing up and over her back and finally stopping as the tail hung in front of her, Andrea tentatively reaching out to feel it. The light and dark banding extended all the way to the tip, where it lightened almost to a pure white, only the barest hint of green giving it any pigment at all. Andrea's hands jerked to her face as her tail seemed to twitch of its own accord, the young farmer's daughter regarding her transformation with confused trepidation as her thick hips and meaty coils bobbed and swayed as if by instinct.

Mary finally turned to Envy, who'd been strangely quiet all this time. The demoness seemed to look on the verge of being ill, as if there was some internal turmoil still roiling inside of her. Mary cocked her head, realizing something felt out of place. Normally when she transformed someone she could sense the Body's presence in them, but with Envy it ebbed and flowed, like being on the edge of getting a good radio signal. Then, with a jarring pop, the connection seemed to sever entirely. Envy seemed to snap out of her stupor, but her lethargy was replaced be excitement as her eyes went wide.
"Oh... What... What is...?" Envy said, gasping. She slowly reached to feel her horns, which were starting to grow larger and longer, her earfin-horns even splitting into two seperate growths. her crown-horns, as large around now as Wrath's, cracked and split at the joints, a bright, luminous green spilling out.
"How-how can this be?" Envy whispered, holding one of her bangs in her palm as it grew longer right in front of her. She stretched on her tip-toes and spread her wings wide, wider than they ever had before as they bloomed from their tiny, sickly-looking appendages to great fleshy *wings*. When she finally brought her wings back to her sides, bright, vibrant wings, they had each grown another green eye next to the original, only for the first time in her life, all the eyes were pointed inward, at her, not wanting to miss a second of her transformation.
"Oooh... I feel..." Envy started, putting a hand to her mouth and giggling as the sigils on her shoulders grew down her collarbones and across her back, glowing brightly as a new horn grew out of each shoulder. Envy's hands wandered down to her breasts, where a growing heat under her scaly one-piece heralded what Mary was beginning to realize was a favored transformation of the Body.
Amid Envy's delighted squeaks, the soft, wet-clay-colored flesh of her bosom began to expand outwards, filling her cupped hands and pressing them away from her chest. A nervous smile cracked Envy's lips, like she was trying to restrain her happiness in case it all fell away at the last second. Envy was finally able to take her arms from her breasts, if only to plant them on her similarly-expanding hips. Her face twisted up in joy as her tail grew longer, no longer able to keep from smiling as all six of her eyes watched her ever-expanding figure.
"Bigger than Greed!" She finally exclaimed as she grabbed her rear with one hand. "Bigger than Lust!" she continued, grabbing her bosom with the other. "I- I can't believe it!"
"...I don't *get* it," Mary said, a hand on her hip. "Whatever the Body meant to change you into, that wasn't it."
Envy spared Mary only a quick smiling glance before looking back at herself. "I guess infernal magic beats alien biology any day- Oooh!" She said, cooing as she curled her new, longer tail around to wrap around her other breast, giving it a squeeze.
Mary rolled her eyes. "Magic," She said. "Sure, that's canon." She sighed and shook her head, looking at the festive "Two Hundred Thousand" banner hung across the back wall.

Mary looked down at Katie, raising a brow. "Whose bright idea was it to throw me, of all people, a *surprise* party?"