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It's a busy day in the market. Farmers, fishers, and other merchants have stands and shops set up to sell their products and wares. Nothing is out of the ordinary, except for one curious setup. It's a small stage with red drapes drawn, with no clues or hints as to what's hidden inside or who it's for. Nobody had seen it being set up or who had done it, the most they knew is that it'd been there the whole morning and never before.

Early in the afternoon when the market was at its busiest the curtains begin to open up with nobody visible moving them, immediately drawing the attention of nearby villagefolk and some vendors who were curious about what those drapes hid. The curtains part to reveal a tall, curvy raccoon standing there, wearing a tall witch's cap and a rather tight robe that shows off all of her curves.

"Come one, come all! My name is Clarimond, I'm here to invite you all to my shop, where you can buy all sorts of potions for whatever you desire, whether you want to enhance your strength or impress a partner, and much else!" She shouts out, drawing even more attention to the stage, a small crowd beginning to form, including some people who aren't immediately impressed.

"You alchemists are all hacks, selling shit and mud and claiming it'll add years to your life!" A heckler shouts, a few others mumbling in quiet agreement, but she continues to smile.

"A valid complaint, of course! I'm not selling the elixir of life, every alchemist worth their spit knows the elixir of life is way too valuable for anyone to afford! But to settle your worries, I'll be providing a demonstration of some of my wares!" She responds without missing a beat, taking a small flask full of a bubblegum-pink fluid from her robe and unceremoniously dumping it onto the floor. As it splashes a pink cloud of smoke billows up, obscuring everything on the stage for only a few seconds before it quickly dissipates and fades, revealing her standing next to a table with three large flasks of more pink liquid lined up next to one another.

"..It'll be a full demonstration, of course. Can't have anything hidden, can I~?" She smirks and casually slips her robe off, leaving her dressed in nothing but her hat and scarf, exposing her naked body to anyone who looks. Some people are embarrassed and look away, some are embarrassed and look more, some scoff and walk away, and obviously more people join the crowd to watch. She doesn't feel any embarrassment or shame whatsoever, quite happy to show herself off to everyone as she saunters over to the table.

"My first potion will make your thighs and butt plump and plush while strengthening their muscles, giving you all you need to please your partner and keep going!" She explains, picking up the first potion on the table. She pops the cork out and brings the flask up to her lips, tilting it back and swallowing the concoction one gulp at a time until the bottle's empty. She sighs happily and sets it down, walking to the front of the stage so people get to see her better.

It only takes a moment before fur and fat begins to shift, hands massaging her hips as her thighs slowly swell, visibly expanding in front of the increasing audience who whisper and gasp and huff at the sight of her waist growing wider. She puts on a small show while the potion continues changing her body, swaying her hips and squeezing herself, turning around and shaking her ass at her spectators, giving her butt some good smacks. Her little dance helps to attract more of an audience, though most new folk have no idea what she's doing other than flaunting her nude body.

About two minutes pass before the growth comes to a stop, yet the effects remain and they're fully clear to anyone who sees her. Though her curves were already impressive she may as well have been sticks compared to now, each thigh slightly wider than her torso and her rump large enough to completely hide somebody's head underneath it and give them no chance to get up. If the growth had continued for much longer then fitting through doors would be an issue, though sometimes the consequences were just a part of the fun to her.

"There's no illusions here folks, this is all real~" She grips her rear with both hands, sinking her fingers in deep as if she's holding the softest pillows. She bends over and spreads her cheeks, though her holes remain unseen simply with how much softness is in the way. Once she lets go she delivers one more swift spank to her rear, sending a heavy ripple across both cheeks that takes seconds to stop, and she catches a few red faces in the audience at the sight.

"If you want more proof of this potion's strength, then I have plenty of strength to show~" She struts over to her robe on the floor, bending down and using both hands to lift a large pumpkin out of it, even though the fabric had been sitting flat with no room for anything- let alone something so big- to be hidden inside it. She has to spread her legs quite a bit to even be able to push that pumpkin between her legs, thigh gap all but nonexistent even with her legs parted. Without using her hands she squeezes it tight, making it disappear entirely between her plush thighs, and with a good clench that poor pumpkin suddenly bursts, chunks of it falling to the stage and its guts wetly splatting down or sticking to her legs. Some of the crowd gasped as More falls as she parts her legs again, and she brushes the wet mess off of herself without even leaving moisture behind. She waves her large, fluffy tail in front of the mess on the floor, and once it passes then no trace of the pumpkin is left on the floor.

"Might want to be careful with that one, there's quite a risk of both suffocation and crushing.. though I suppose that's true with all of these~" She chuckles and walks over to the potion table, picking up the second.

"This one will give you a package that'll put stallions to shame, whether you already have some meat between your legs or not! Not only that, but you'll be able to finish again and again and still be hard and ready for more!" She drinks it down, setting the empty flask next to the first. She parts her legs enough for her to stick a hand between her thighs, lightly rubbing herself and moaning softly. She pulls her hand away once a bulge starts to form just above her slit, slowly growing outward and lengthening, shifting and taking shape, extra skin stretching and growing underneath to make space for the two testes that form next. The tip of the distension from her groin turns a fleshy purple, skin around it rolling back and the end opening up, precum starting to drip from her newly-formed urethra just a moment later.

Though her cock looks small compared to her mountainous thighs it's already beyond average and it continues to swell more as she strokes it, gaining just a little bit more length and girth with every horny throb and twitch. It's hard for her to maintain composure and not get carried away with the rising need in her loins, her pussy craving her touch as it drips wetness down her legs and the back of her balls, which already feel pent-up and full of potent sperm ready to shoot out. New genitalia like this is always so eager to pop, she thinks, but she manages to restrain herself enough to not finish early.

Once her junk finishes growing she can hardly keep her hands still, both gripping her shaft hard near its base. It's thick enough that her fingers can't fully wrap around it, as long as her arm from elbow to fingertip, and so hard that it's like trying to squeeze a stone pillar. Her balls are as large as her fists, just as heavy and full as they look.

"Mmnh.. on top of everything else, th-this thing can shoot like a cannon..!" She grunts and steps closer to the front of the stage, precum splattering an inch away from the edge of the platform. Those up front quickly catch on, some moving out of the way but most staying exactly where they are, eager and curious to see what'll happen. She barely needs any stimulation to finish herself off, only giving one strong thrust into her hands before she bursts. She lets out a loud, pleasured moan, her dick nearly jumping from her grip with how hard it throbs, hot seed gushing from her tip. It splatters over the faces and bodies of some people in the first few rows, the heat and musk soaking into them and their clothes, and that's before the second spray right after, a few people trying to squeeze closer to get some of her seed themselves. Her neglected pussy joins in on the pleasure, juices running down the soaked fur of her legs or dripping right to the puddle on the floor.

She keeps cumming for what feels like an eternity, painting the closest audience members white, before she eventually, finally finishes, the last of her orgasm slowly dripping from her tip. Her cock is still rock hard and she feels just as needy, but she knows she has a show to do.

"Alright folks, time for the last potion! This one will grow your chest and have you lactating like a prized dairy cow, and make your milk absolutely delicious! Anyone close enough is free to catch a taste~" She goes and picks up the third and last potion on the table, quickly drinking and setting it down before returning to the front of the stage. She stretches her arms up above her head and sticks her chest out, accentuating her already large breasts. She lightly bounces herself on her toes, thighs jiggling with every move, tits wobbling, and her shaft bouncing and swaying.

Her chest starts to swell while she bounces, getting bigger and rounder without sagging too much. She can feel a pressure rising along with the size, and while she's still growing her nipples begin to leak small beads and drops of milk without her touching herself. She huffs quietly and stops bouncing, turning her body from side to side to make her expanding chest sway back and forth, the eyes of her audience following like a pendulum.

She stops moving and lowers both hands down to her breasts, cupping them from underneath and giving them a good heft.

"Gosh, these things are heavy, so sensitive too~" She suddenly gives both of her teats a good, hard squeeze, moaning loudly as fresh cream sprays from her nipples, adding to the already messy front rows of spectators. It's not much yet, but those who manage to catch some of her milk in their mouths or lick it off of themselves are met with a sweet, rich, almost addictive flavour, and she herself has to resist the urge to go down for a quick drink with her memory of the taste. Soon her breasts are too large and heavy to hold up with one hand, but that doesn't dissuade her from milking herself in front of the large crowd, more gushing from her tits with every squeeze and tug without any sign of slowing down.

If her legs hadn't been strengthened with the first potion she might have trouble staying up, the weight of her swollen chest constantly pulling her down and forward. The growth stops before it gets too out of hand, and even then she can just barely reach far enough to keep milking herself. Her jugs are absurdly large, covering her entire torso and nearly burying her pre-dripping hardon as well, so full of milk that the spraying doesn't stop between squeezes, every tug and pinch and pull turning that messy spray into a heavier gushing flow until she relaxes her hold on herself.

She shamelessly milks her oversized tits on stage for minutes straight, showering the front of the audience with her cream and turning the ground under them muddy with the sheer amount of liquid pouring from her. Without even moving a hand near her cock she could feel herself growing closer to a climax, chest so sensitive that her genitals need no attention for her to get off. She squeezes her legs together, veins bulging along her dick as she gets closer and closer.. and with a blissful cry of pleasure she cums hands-free, cock blasting out just as much semen as her earlier orgasm, smacking against the bottom of her chest with every intense throb. She squeezes her teats as hard as she can, making far more of a mess with her milk than her cum while both mix together on the clothes of many audience members. There's more than a few people who can't just sit and watch, hands in their pants and under their shirts, some so bold as to "help" those near them, though many continue to blush and watch with tented or soaked crotches, including the heckler from earlier.

Once she's done she lets out a happy sigh, milk still idly spraying from her breasts as she takes her hands away, licking the fingers of one hand clean.

"Now, all of these potions are temporary but it's safe to take them again and again with no worry of side effects! Of course, you could pay a premium for me to make the effects permanent as well, if you don't want to lose your new enchantments~" She slowly struts around as if she didn't just cum in front of a crowd twice and made a total mess of several of them, showing off her impossibly curvy body from every angle.

"Unfortunately that's all for the show today, but that's far from all I have to offer! From simple genital enhancement to potions that'll give you the strength of a dragon- or turn you into one- I have it all! Thank you all for being such good sports today, but don't forget to come to Clarimond's Concoction Cabinet as it won't be here for long! All you have to do to find it is look around a corner~" That's all she says before bending down and taking one last potion from her robe on the floor, but rather than drinking it she smashes it on the ground, making a large cloud of pink smoke much larger than the one at the beginning of the show that envelopes the entire stage and no further. People gasp and step back from the smoke but it clears quickly enough, only to reveal that the entire stage- including the witch and her equipment- is all gone, leaving an empty patch of ground and a pool of her fluids in the front of the confused crowd.

Back in her shop Clarimond hums to herself as she flips the sign on the front door toOPEN, happy with the results of her show. Her chest and her cock continue to make a mess on the floor, though she still has some time before any customers arrive. She figures that they wouldn't mind the mess if they came after seeing her show so she leaves it be for now, as easy as it'd be to clean it in a flash. She waits behind her counter with her breasts resting on its surface, ensuring anyone who walks in the store would see her and her tits the moment they open the door. As much as she loves making and selling potions in her store, "advertising" herself is one of her favourite parts of the business, and she can't wait to move towns to do it again.