As she continued to change, Sandra dropped to her knees. She tried to pull the rapidly tigtening dress off, but was only able to lift the hem up a few inches.
Her body was pushing up against her dress in very odd ways. Odd, but strangely pleasant. The opium smoke from the pipe was making her very aroused by the experience and she began to moan softly.
Falling to her back, Sandra's hands ran all over her body. She was no longer sure if she was trying to push back the odd growths or fondle herself and she didn't care! Her writhing had hiked up her miniskirt, exposing her bare crotch. One of her hands drifted south and started to rub it.
"Now you're getting into the Pornoland spirit!" said the Caterpiller approvingly. "You'll fit in perfectly once the mushroom works!"
Screaming as she orgasmed, Sandra found that...
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