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Happy Halloween

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Hallie walked down the dirt road between the two fields, a sizeable pumpkin in each hand. It was almost Halloween, and she simply hadn't had the time to pick up any pumpkins to carve until now. Thankfully she knew of this old farm that always had a pumpkin patch each year that seemed oddly unattended. Surely they wouldn't miss a pumpkin or two, right?

Hallie picked up her pace. The clouds overhead were being pushed in by a stiff autumn breeze that whipped her blonde hair into her face and threatened to drench her if she dallied. Hallie's hasty retreat with her purloined pumpkins was cut short. A long vine snaked out from the nearby field, catching Hallie's foot and causing her to lose balance. With the two massive pumpkins in her arms, she couldn't rebalance herself and toppled forward.

Hallie landed hard, smacking against the compact dirt and knocking the wind out of her. For a stunned moment, she lay there, wondering how she had managed to fall in the first place. Slowly, the blonde managed to push herself upright. The pumpkins must have rolled away; she couldn't see where though and-

She froze as if the chill wind was a January gale. Hallie looked down at the heavy weight on her chest as she got to a crouch. The pumpkins weren't missing; they were... her breasts? The distinct shape of the two massive orange gourds was visible beneath her shirt, and she could see the gradient of flesh to pumpkin as she looked at her cleavage. Hallie tore off her shirt and gasped audibly. Her breasts were massive and pumpkin-shaped, and her nipples looked like the stems of pumpkins. She shook her head in disbelief, her gigantic gourds wobbling as she did.

Unwilling to accept her absurd predicament, Hallie took a step forward and didn't move. Her leg seemed stuck, rooted to the ground quite literally. Her legs had also undergone a change, turning into thick plant-like appendages that dug into the ground; leaves and vines grew from what had been her toes. Judging by the growing weight in what should be her ass, it was also becoming pumpkin-like as it gained size rapidly. Hallie swore to herself, realizing her mischief had resulted in a trick she would not soon forget. If she ever got out of this jarring jack-o-lantern jam she had joined, she would never steal again.

Description
Happy Halloween

(Follow me and TF-Witch on discord to see all our images and stories + adult content not fit for DA discord.gg/8jyWmT6 )

Hallie walked down the dirt road between the two fields, a sizeable pumpkin in each hand. It was almost Halloween, and she simply hadn't had the time to pick up any pumpkins to carve until now. Thankfully she knew of this old farm that always had a pumpkin patch each year that seemed oddly unattended. Surely they wouldn't miss a pumpkin or two, right?

Hallie picked up her pace. The clouds overhead were being pushed in by a stiff autumn breeze that whipped her blonde hair into her face and threatened to drench her if she dallied. Hallie's hasty retreat with her purloined pumpkins was cut short. A long vine snaked out from the nearby field, catching Hallie's foot and causing her to lose balance. With the two massive pumpkins in her arms, she couldn't rebalance herself and toppled forward.

Hallie landed hard, smacking against the compact dirt and knocking the wind out of her. For a stunned moment, she lay there, wondering how she had managed to fall in the first place. Slowly, the blonde managed to push herself upright. The pumpkins must have rolled away; she couldn't see where though and-

She froze as if the chill wind was a January gale. Hallie looked down at the heavy weight on her chest as she got to a crouch. The pumpkins weren't missing; they were... her breasts? The distinct shape of the two massive orange gourds was visible beneath her shirt, and she could see the gradient of flesh to pumpkin as she looked at her cleavage. Hallie tore off her shirt and gasped audibly. Her breasts were massive and pumpkin-shaped, and her nipples looked like the stems of pumpkins. She shook her head in disbelief, her gigantic gourds wobbling as she did.

Unwilling to accept her absurd predicament, Hallie took a step forward and didn't move. Her leg seemed stuck, rooted to the ground quite literally. Her legs had also undergone a change, turning into thick plant-like appendages that dug into the ground; leaves and vines grew from what had been her toes. Judging by the growing weight in what should be her ass, it was also becoming pumpkin-like as it gained size rapidly. Hallie swore to herself, realizing her mischief had resulted in a trick she would not soon forget. If she ever got out of this jarring jack-o-lantern jam she had joined, she would never steal again.