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Commission for Aussie_Luvtail

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The Governor strode across the impact crater, trying to project a confidence she wasn't sure she felt. This wretched little rock had erased a good chunk of her beloved city. Her favourite part of it, no less. The parks, the trees, the EV charging stations and the network of bicycle paths she'd campaigned for. She was determined to get a close look at the ominously glowing meteorite that had erased all that in the blink of an eye.

The hazmat teams weren't quite finished, and they cautioned Diane back. She paid them little heed. She was the infamous Crimson Paw: If laser fences, motion tremblers, and fourteen-digit security codes couldn't scare her, a glowing green rock sure wouldn't. She stepped closer, she outstretched a delicate finger... ...Boop!

Power. Power overwhelming. She fell backwards as terror shot through her, greater than any she'd ever experienced on daring museum heists. Then a tremendous thrill, greater than that of her election victory. And power, more and more power, more than she'd ever felt even at the Governor's desk, leaning over a scale model of the city she was delicately shaping between her hands... Now instead being shaped by her rapidly expanding rump! She grew at what seemed like the speed of light, a bluey-green flash of light racing her to the crater's edge as it - and her body - spread in all directions. In mere seconds she filled the crater so completely that she was glued to the ground, hips and buttocks wedged tight against the rocky walls!

As the all too-brief surge of otherworldly power left her, Diane found herself staring down at her outrageously large form, totally occupying the crater that moments ago she'd been standing deep inside. Her first thought was for the hazmat team, hopefully they were comfortable down there... Around the titanic vixen, the city ground to a halt. Every head turned, every window and blind opened, every car slowed and stopped, including a black roadster that fishtailed to a screeching halt on the city bridge, the occupants piling out to line the bridge and stare in horror at their greatest rival.

But as with everything else in the city, they were too small for Diane to notice. She instead stared at her hands, her feet, and her complete absence of clothing. She could feel the meteorite pressed underneath her, digging into her backside like an errant pebble. Something told her that if she could just lever herself clear of it, break contact with it, this newfound size might leave her. But a few tentative wriggles and squirms, the most she could do without causing any more damage to her precious city, told her that it wouldn't be so simple. She might just have to wait - Minutes? Hours? - for whatever help her city could muster.

As her enormous ears folded flat with resignation, and her tremendous tail curled to cover her groin with embarrassment, the gigantic governor settled in for a long wait. Still, as the sounds of sirens and helicopters gradually filled the air, it didn't take long for Diane's devious mind to begin to ponder potential possibilities for this amazing amount of power. She picked delicately at a section of the car-centric freeway she'd always despised that was poking uncomfortably into her hip, effortlessly crumbling it to dust. The softest suggestion of a smile was suddenly visible from all corners of the city. Perhaps this meteorite wasn't the curse it had first seemed. After the loss of central park, what was a little more well-placed destruction? Particularly if the meteorite's effects could be repeated...

Diane let a little more smile slip across her face as she patiently waited for dozers and diggers to remove her rear end from this pit. Her sparkling eyes roamed carefully around her city, making mental notes of which areas were in need of... Renovation~

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Commission for Aussie_Luvtail

Description by Aussie_Luvtail

The Governor strode across the impact crater, trying to project a confidence she wasn't sure she felt. This wretched little rock had erased a good chunk of her beloved city. Her favourite part of it, no less. The parks, the trees, the EV charging stations and the network of bicycle paths she'd campaigned for. She was determined to get a close look at the ominously glowing meteorite that had erased all that in the blink of an eye.

The hazmat teams weren't quite finished, and they cautioned Diane back. She paid them little heed. She was the infamous Crimson Paw: If laser fences, motion tremblers, and fourteen-digit security codes couldn't scare her, a glowing green rock sure wouldn't. She stepped closer, she outstretched a delicate finger... ...Boop!

Power. Power overwhelming. She fell backwards as terror shot through her, greater than any she'd ever experienced on daring museum heists. Then a tremendous thrill, greater than that of her election victory. And power, more and more power, more than she'd ever felt even at the Governor's desk, leaning over a scale model of the city she was delicately shaping between her hands... Now instead being shaped by her rapidly expanding rump! She grew at what seemed like the speed of light, a bluey-green flash of light racing her to the crater's edge as it - and her body - spread in all directions. In mere seconds she filled the crater so completely that she was glued to the ground, hips and buttocks wedged tight against the rocky walls!

As the all too-brief surge of otherworldly power left her, Diane found herself staring down at her outrageously large form, totally occupying the crater that moments ago she'd been standing deep inside. Her first thought was for the hazmat team, hopefully they were comfortable down there... Around the titanic vixen, the city ground to a halt. Every head turned, every window and blind opened, every car slowed and stopped, including a black roadster that fishtailed to a screeching halt on the city bridge, the occupants piling out to line the bridge and stare in horror at their greatest rival.

But as with everything else in the city, they were too small for Diane to notice. She instead stared at her hands, her feet, and her complete absence of clothing. She could feel the meteorite pressed underneath her, digging into her backside like an errant pebble. Something told her that if she could just lever herself clear of it, break contact with it, this newfound size might leave her. But a few tentative wriggles and squirms, the most she could do without causing any more damage to her precious city, told her that it wouldn't be so simple. She might just have to wait - Minutes? Hours? - for whatever help her city could muster.

As her enormous ears folded flat with resignation, and her tremendous tail curled to cover her groin with embarrassment, the gigantic governor settled in for a long wait. Still, as the sounds of sirens and helicopters gradually filled the air, it didn't take long for Diane's devious mind to begin to ponder potential possibilities for this amazing amount of power. She picked delicately at a section of the car-centric freeway she'd always despised that was poking uncomfortably into her hip, effortlessly crumbling it to dust. The softest suggestion of a smile was suddenly visible from all corners of the city. Perhaps this meteorite wasn't the curse it had first seemed. After the loss of central park, what was a little more well-placed destruction? Particularly if the meteorite's effects could be repeated...

Diane let a little more smile slip across her face as she patiently waited for dozers and diggers to remove her rear end from this pit. Her sparkling eyes roamed carefully around her city, making mental notes of which areas were in need of... Renovation~