Part of the non-canon weekend posts

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“Ah.”

 

Sarah blinked a few times, her body currently covered in rose vines and thorns, shifting slowly as she caused the possibly dozens to hundreds of savages around her not to pay attention to her. She had gotten a text from her grandpa about Kell being in trouble, but if others were to take a look at her, she looked perfectly safe as she relaxed in a large, cast iron pot. In fact, she looked like she was even enjoying it!

 

Sarah bit into her lip, letting her defense slide a little so as to let Kell be able to notice her, before tapping the roasting girl on the shoulder. Kell glanced over, holding a piece of beef in her hand, before her eyes widened. “Sarah! How are you? I hope you brought a swimsuit, because this hot tub is great!”

 

Sarah blinked a few times. On the one hand, she was happy that Kell knew none of the stereotypes of such cultures so she wouldn’t assume that they would do this to her, but… “Kell, you know that isn’t a hot tub, right?”

 

Kell glanced down at herself. She was naked, warm, in water, and able to relax. The only weird things had been the ropes that she had cut with her tail, and the food that the people kept throwing into the pot. “I don’t know. I mean, this is so much better than the stupid hot tub at the gym. It’s never warm enough for me to feel, but this is wonderful.”

 

“That’s because this is supposed to ki- Why are your breasts so big if, and I really hope I’m right about this, you were kidnapped?”

 

Kell grabbed her nice, plump breasts that were about as big as they went… which was about as big as her entire torso. Honestly, she didn’t like them all that much like this, because it started feeling like she’d fall over with every step she took, but- “Well, they kept talking about meat after I bust through my first set of ropes by growing my chest before, so since they liked it, I made them even bigger. They weren’t trying to grab them anyways, so they weren’t trying to be perverted like you keep warning me guys will be, so why shouldn’t I have done it?”

 

Sarah’s mouth opened, agape as she tried to figure out something to get Kell to realize the psuedo danger she was in, before she raised a hand towards the closest native near her. A rose bloomed on her palm, and the man came over quickly, his eyes filled with her black roses. “You, tell Kell what you want with her.”

 

The savage looked up at her, licking his lips before saying, “We plan to eat the cow. Very fortunate that her shirt hid so much meat, so all we need to do now is wait for her to die.”

 

Kell’s smile faded with the words as her hair turned from a bright, sunny blonde and transitioned into a dark blue. “So… So you didn’t want to just be Kell’s friend?”

 

“Of course not. We eat strangers to help with the lack of resources on the island. If we have enough though, we rape girls like you. I’m personally sad we’re not doing that with you or your friend.”

 

Sarah looked up at Kell, panting as her magic reserves started to fade. She opened her mouth to speak, but it was too late. Kell’s breasts had shrunk, and her hair had turned to a deep red as she cold clocked the savage. The rest of the camp almost immediately erupted into a panic as they realized she was free, and Sarah got ready to use the last of her magic to help her friend.

 

At least, until she crushed the pot and used it like a bowling ball on a group of them.

 

By the time Kell finally came to Sarah’s boat, she almost felt bad for the savages. At least, until she saw how sad all of this had made her poor friend, and she wrapped her arms around Kell before she whispered, “I’ll make you a hot tub when we get home, okay?”

 

Kell smiled a little at that, before saying, “You mean Dave will?”

 

Sarah blushed a little as she squeezed Kell again, not wanting to admit her faux pas.