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To them it was a joke, throwing the bucket of seawater at Raine while she sunbathed. The irony of her name being Raine and her strict avoidance of water had always been a point of ironic discussion. Raine looked pissed, she was soaked, and she was storming off to the rocky side of the beach without people to get away from her laughing friends.

As soon as she had rounded the corner of a sand dune she broke into a jog, already feeling a little more flip flap of her feet slapping against the sand as they grew. She was going to need to find a place obscure enough to wait out the changes...

The rocky area was pretty concealed, and with the lack of sand not many of the beachgoers bothered to come out this far, which suited Raine fine, she wasn't exactly eager for anyone to find out her secret. Raine paced around, trying not to look at her feet, they were always the first thing to change, and she could feel her oversized webbed toes still growing.

It had been nearly long enough for the changes to start reverting when it happened. Raine had been looking the other way, she hadn't noticed the large swelling wave as it crashed against the rocks, and broke over them. Suddenly Raine was ankle-deep. She slipped on the now wet rocks and now she was really wet, covered in water, drenched.

Raine's skin started to turn green, her bikini was digging into her flesh as her hips and breasts swelled larger, she croaked out a groan of dismay as she struggled to remove her swimwear with a distinctly frog-like hand. This was bad, this was really bad, it wouldn't be long now until she had fully changed into some sort of woman frog hybrid, and with this much water, who knew how long it would be before she turned back...

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

To them it was a joke, throwing the bucket of seawater at Raine while she sunbathed. The irony of her name being Raine and her strict avoidance of water had always been a point of ironic discussion. Raine looked pissed, she was soaked, and she was storming off to the rocky side of the beach without people to get away from her laughing friends.

As soon as she had rounded the corner of a sand dune she broke into a jog, already feeling a little more flip flap of her feet slapping against the sand as they grew. She was going to need to find a place obscure enough to wait out the changes...

The rocky area was pretty concealed, and with the lack of sand not many of the beachgoers bothered to come out this far, which suited Raine fine, she wasn't exactly eager for anyone to find out her secret. Raine paced around, trying not to look at her feet, they were always the first thing to change, and she could feel her oversized webbed toes still growing.

It had been nearly long enough for the changes to start reverting when it happened. Raine had been looking the other way, she hadn't noticed the large swelling wave as it crashed against the rocks, and broke over them. Suddenly Raine was ankle-deep. She slipped on the now wet rocks and now she was really wet, covered in water, drenched.

Raine's skin started to turn green, her bikini was digging into her flesh as her hips and breasts swelled larger, she croaked out a groan of dismay as she struggled to remove her swimwear with a distinctly frog-like hand. This was bad, this was really bad, it wouldn't be long now until she had fully changed into some sort of woman frog hybrid, and with this much water, who knew how long it would be before she turned back...