One of my favourite transformation i did two years ago. And have became a Huge favourite form of me, the Hippopumpkin!

It was a Dark night, which is still in my memory, a nightmare that I cannot forget. It was getting late and because I wanted to arrive early to my house I decided to take the shortcut on the pumpkin patch, never thought that decision would change my life forever.

At first I thought it was just a normal night until I notice that the amount of night birds where bigger than usual, it was a night where you can expect anything or nothing, the sound of my steps resounded on the watered ground. The Moon was clearly on the sky so I was able to see moderately well. I say moderately because I didn’t notice the small pumpkin on my way that makes me trip and fall over the mud, squirting some around. What they say about someone who falls was quite the true, as I fall over the ground with a power of 180 lbs, I yell in pain and blasphemy to a hollow entity, while the birds laugh at my fall. Falls, they sure are comical when it happens to someone you don’t know but it’s nothing funny when it happens to you. I tried to stand up and clean my clothes of the mud, still in pain on my chin, belly and leg for the fall. Felling stupid for my trip I decided to keep with my walking, but I get forced to stop when I feel a weird tug on my navel area, I never will forget what I saw that night.

What seems to be a Blossom have being grip tightly over my navel, it was something silly, stupid, goofy idea to think that something like that would happen. What I did for felt with such angle, with such enough force and with my clothes moving aside enough for have the blossom sink inside it? I chuckle annoyed just for the pure idea of my luck and tried to remove the blossom from it, but doing it caused vines to quickly lash on the ground. I was so surprised, so scared for it, that I tried to pull the vines out, but doing so cause another vines to sprout quickly. It was exasperating, I get so nervous that I tried to pull with more force, but I didn’t manage to do so plus, something weird comes with that as I felt, and I still don’t believe it, how the vines were taking nutrient for the ground and taking directly to my belly, it feel like I wasn’t unable to stop eating, a weird felling of overfeeding that I wasn’t able to stop. In shock I moaned and squirm, trying to take the blossom and vines out from my navel but without use, my belly were starting to grow in front of me, my brown skin starting to become of a pale orange. I push my free hands over it and start patting it, hitting around the blossom to see if doing it would cause to fall. As I gain weight I felt the skin becoming more solid, more tensed and firm, I barely feel my hits, my belly grew bigger and the skin become a firm coat, a firm film. I feel then how my legs and arms were getting bigger, how the skin of them rip revealing that my muscles were tensing into vines, the flesh becoming a different way of structure, my feet, my legs, all become big and powerful vines. I started to grow bigger, my pants and shirt starting to rip and being pushed aside, from 5,5 feets I were standing bigger getting close to the 8 feets. My torso starting to feel itchy, my chest swell and crack in a similar way that it happened with my arms and legs, what left of my shirt started to being pushed to a side by leafs that grow from the base of my neck. I feel the same changes that happen to my belly on my face. It started to swell, my mouth and nose grew bigger becoming a snout, it was a chilling felling. What surprised me more was what happened with my eyeballs, somehow they vanished but I was able to see. My grin was permanently carved on my face as it swell and grew big into a snout, yet I was able to talk, to shout, to express myself. I feel how my brain disappear from what was my head, felling it hollow, empty, I panicked for a moment with the feelings, with the fear of death. But nothing like that happened, I was still alive, I still feel everything, a warm felling was coming inside my head, all what it was inside it change into a candle, no skull, no brain, no meat, all what was inside my hollow pumpkin that I have of head was a candle, and the light of it make me feel alive. After that I felt the bulb releasing me from the ground and the vines getting inside me, I tried to call for help but my lips didn’t move, yet the candle waved and somehow sound gets created. I remember my first step, the green big toes sink on the mud; I pat the firm gourd I have for a belly and rube my checks. I look at the moon, felling like a monster…

So here I am, like a Monster of almost 500 pounds, I’m not a creation of your imagination, and I’m not going to hurt you at all if you don’t try to do so. I’m here just giving you a friendly warning, that if you step inside this camp, you might end with a similar curse as I… With a permanently grin until your candle light off.