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Tumble On her way home from work, Amanda is knocked over by someone. Dazed, she makes an attempt at standing before her legs collapse under her, her muscles turned to jelly from the now absent vibrations between her legs. She glanced over to where her phone/remote clattered against the ground, groaning when she saw the spilled coffee had managed to land on top of the thing. She feels the strength return to her legs, enough to stand by. With a groan she sat up, the increasing weight on her chest a sure sign that her phone was broken again. Planting her feet on the sidewalk she rocked her body forward, her boobs jiggling with the motion before pulling her up to a crouch with their sheer weight. Her thigh muscles pressed together, turning the vibrator back on. Immediately her legs reacted by shaking violently, sending her back to the hard surface beneath her with a gasp of pain and shock. Her rear swelled up to meet it instead, quickly filling out her already short skirt. The small of her back slowly rose away from the path as her high heels scratched and slid against the pavement, unable to find purchase as the swelling only made standing increasingly difficult. A crowd was starting to form, whispers and gasps to match their wide eyes and open mouths. She attempted to pull her skirt down to cover her lack of panties, and gasped when her knuckles brushed against her swelling pussy. Giving up on hiding herself she pushed against the ground with her left hand, trying to roll herself over. Her breasts were growing rapidly, becoming too large to roll with the motion, instead flopping over on top of her and pushing her back to where she started. She felt an orgasm approaching, hastened on by her changes increasing her sensitivity and the watchful eyes she knew were roaming her body. She reached down to switch the vibrator off, but with her breasts in the way and her hips shifting further apart, she widely missed her mark and instead brushed her hand against her crotch. It was a few minutes before some members of the crowd helped her to her feet, and after a couple clumsy steps she climbed up the stairs to her house, which had been a few feet away the whole time. After unlocking the door she began to strip, leaving the door wide open. Most of the onlookers glanced at each other before grinning and shrugging before they followed her inside. With a quick glance around they closed the door.