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This story has a new vaginal-related transformation that I haven't seen before.

tags: parasite, dick growth, vagina expansion, multi-clitoris

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THROBBING HEART
by anonymous of /d/

14 HOURS BEFORE INFECTION

“But why can’t I just go with YOU GUYS!?” pouted Katie Oberson.  She brushed the stringy brown hair out of her eyes and squinted in the summer sun, shifting uncomfortably in her dark green jacket. Her parents and younger brother stood by the car like a phalanx, unmoving.  They were going to have a fun summer in Europe and she was going to be abandoned in this horrible place.   She kicked at the dirt and scowled at the rest of her family, smoldering.

“Do you want me to explain it again?”  Her father intoned sternly.  She knew already.  It was cause of a boy.  It was always cause of boys.  A week ago, Dad caught her sneaking out of the house to visit Jeremy, and when he discovered Jeremy in their back yard waiting with a case of beer and two bicycles, he threw a fit.  Katie couldn’t believe how mad he’d been, they hadn’t even done anything, but Dad kept on and on about her ‘honor as a woman’, and the next thing she knew, they were packing her bags and driving to the middle of nowhere.  Her mother chimed in, softening her father’s words.

“Now hon, you know this is for the best!  You saw the pamphlet, all that fun stuff you’ll get to do? Don’t think of it as punishment.  I’m sure you’ll make plenty of friends!  And besides”, her mother gave an infuriatingly familiar smirk “…maybe they’ll finally teach you some prudence and get all those naughty boy thoughts out of your head.” She patted Katie on the head, rustling her hair.  Katie hated that.

    The family car peeled out of the dirt road, all waving hands and fake smiles, the tires spitting gravel in her face.  She sighed, heaved her luggage up on her shoulder, and turned around to face a large wooden gate that read Burning Heart Summer Camp For Girls, resigning herself to be as miserable as possible for these next two months.

5 HOURS BEFORE INFECTION

It was just like school, Katie groaned.  Everything here reminded her of school.  School during summer, ugh!  She joined a growing group of other girls and were led into a big field, luggage and all, and berated with peppy, sappy, welcoming speeches.

“Here at BH we’re about heart, good attitude, and doing what FEELS RIGHT!!”  Counselor Carol was talking, too loudly, to the group; a tall girl with tight curls of blonde hair, a clipboard and a whistle around her neck.  Right away, Katie didn’t like her, she was too loud and happy.  Plus she was only a few years older then her, but had way bigger boobs.  Katie’s breasts had developed later then the other girls, and she was still only an A cup.  Her mother said she was the same when she was Katie’s age and that ‘just you wait’, but Katie couldn’t stand it.  She was mocked constantly for her beestings, and Carol’s were enormous… some people just had everything.  A whistle blast scattered her thoughts.  “OOOKAAAY it’s getting late, so we’re going to skip our name games and get right to bed.  Camp wakes up at oh-six hundred, so be sure to get those fourty winks!”  Katie knew what oh-six-hundred meant, despite the chorus of ‘what’s that mean?’ coming from the other girls. Carol read off her clipboard, dividing everyone into groups, and the girls lined up and marched into their separate cabins for the night.

40 MINUTES BEFORE INFECTION

    The cabin smelled funny, not dirty or smelly, just strange.  It smelled alien.  Katie flicked off her sheets and sat up in the total darkness of the cabin.  Counselor Crabface (as the other girls had quickly dubbed her) had come in a few hours earlier to call lights-out, inciting moans and complaints from the whole cabin.  Now it was the middle of the night and Katie Oberson couldn’t sleep.  She glanced around, everyone was sleeping soundly.  Everyone but her.  Of course.  She flopped back down on her pillow, furious.  She tried to ‘relieve some tension’ a few hours earlier, but just as she’d gotten her panties down under the covers and got herself comfortable, someone got up to get a glass of water and she got too embarrassed.  She was so angry she could scream, when a sudden flash of light caught her eyes, streaming through the windows, throwing sharp shadows across the room. 

She thought it must be a passing car, but then she realized they were in the middle of the woods!  Maybe it was a forest fire?  She had to know.  She sat up and began dressing as quietly as she could. She caught her image in the mirror and frowned.  Katie had a plain face, thin and a bit gangly, with small budding breasts and no hips or butt to speak of. She looked nothing like the women she saw on TV.  She wasn’t beautiful, she wasn’t like the other girls, she was just Katie.  She tip-toed to the front door, boots in her hands, and slipped outside.

11 MINUTES BEFORE INFECTION

The moon was full, the forest bathed in silver, but it didn’t seem to help.  Branches slapped her face and tugged her hair, roots seemed to reach out and grab her boots at every step.  She was sure the light came from over here somewhere…  The cabins were moving further and further away, the forest was so quiet she could hear her heart beat in her ears.  She began to feel uneasy, but this was still better than lying in bed, slowly dying of boredom.  She was just about to give up and head back, when she noticed a strange humming.  She pushed passed bushes, trees, and tall grass as the low whirring grew steadily louder.  She clambered over a hill, noticing a burning smell, and her eyes grew wide.  Some weird rock had blasted through a tree snapping it in half, and dragged along the ground leaving a jagged scar in the earth, finally nestling beside a mossy stump.  But wait…it wasn’t a rock. It was too smooth, too symmetrical…

    Katie edged closer.  Could it have been a satellite that got too close to earth’s atmosphere?  Or an alien spacecraft!?  The thought made her head buzz with excitement.  She was ten steps away, the humming was changing tone, she realized.  Stopping and starting like Morse code.  Five steps away.  She saw lights!  Small diodes flashed and flickered with a hundred colours.  She was standing right over it, frozen in awe, when she heard a faint click, and then a high-pitched whine.  Before she could blink she was blasted back to the ground with a thud. 

She got up and gasped for breath, shaking with fright.  It felt like someone punched her in the stomach!  Was she shot? She bolted upright, and inspected herself, she wasn’t hurt…she felt fine.  She looked back at the strange pod.  There was a small tube protruding from the side, dripping with a blue fluid.  That was enough for her, she decided, and she quickly fled for the campsite.

3 MINUTES BEFORE INFECTION

    The walk back to the cabin felt like a dream.  She was still vibrating with adrenaline from that attack by the thing that crash landed outside of camp.  Was it really an alien spaceship?  She thought she saw some words written in English, but that could have just been because of how dark it was.  She slowly creped back into the cabin, relieved to find that no one had woken up and alerted Crabface to her absence.  She was wondering how she could ever get to sleep, but was overcome by a sudden tiredness, and quickly fell into drooling slumber moments after her head hit the pillow.

…squish*

35 MINUTES AFTER INFECTION

    Even in her dream, Katie realized something was very wrong.  These dreams weren’t hers, they felt like something else.  Something was screaming in her ear, forcing her to listen and watch.  She saw weird images; worms and blobs and crawling bugs.  Animals she’d never seen before, strange creatures phasing in and out of each other.  She woke up with a start and looked around, it was still pitch black.  She moved into a sitting position by her bed and realized an incredible heat was radiating from her body, which was weird, she thought, cause usually you can’t feel your own fever…  Her heart was racing too, and she couldn’t get it to slow down.  Did she catch a cold from being outside in nothing but a jacket and pajamas?  Her skin felt prickly all over, like someone was massaging her whole body at once.  Slowly she stood up, and covered her mouth mid-gasp as rivulets of wetness trickled down her thighs.

    “W-what’s going oooOOOUUhhh!”

She doubled over and moaned despite her best efforts to keep quiet amidst the sleeping cabin.  Something was happening to her vagina!  She felt pokes and pinches all through her lower stomach… A churning pressure deep in her pussy, like something…moving around!

She dashed into the bathroom, flicked on the light, locked the door, whipped down her panties and turned to face the mirror.  The sight made her want to throw up.

    “ohgodohgodohgodOHGODOHGOD-”   

    Three or four thin blue tendrils were slowly slithering up into Katie’s vagina.  They twitched and whipped back and fourth, slapping her thighs, streaking them with blue mucous.  But that wasn’t all.  Her pussy was soaking wet, wetter then she’d ever been, and her lips seemed to be…swallowing the worms, pulsing open and closed like they were helping to push them inside her!  She turned ghost-white and shrieked, not caring who heard.  She dropped to the floor, spread eagle.  One foot propped against the door, the other on the sink.  She grabbed on tightly to the strands, which were now only a few inches long, and yanked as hard as she could.  She felt an intense pressure deep in her stomach, her pussy gushing clear fluid across the bathroom tile.  She pulled harder, panting, delirious.  She felt a wet pop deep in her sex, then another.  The strands were growing longer.  She was pulling it out!

    Her swollen labia parted slowly, and a thick, slimy, bright blue worm began to emerge.  She laughed, hysterically, out of sheer terror, not believing what was happening.  The worm wrenched back and fourth, more and more slimy tendrils emerging out of her lathered sex.  She was overcome by the horrible realization of just how good this felt...  Every wriggle sent a lightning bolt of sexual pleasure up her spine and scattered her thoughts like scared birds.  Her eyelids fluttered, her eyes rolling back as she threw her head from side to side, trying desperately to force the pleasure from her mind.

“P-please...s…s…” She could barely speak.  Wave after wave of intense pleasure crashed into her, making every nerve in her body sing.  She looked back down between her legs and her jaw slacked at fresh horror.  The newly emerged tentacles were anchoring themselves around her thighs, stopping the worm from being pulled out any further.  They were massaging her pussy with incredible dexterity, pulling it open, stroking her labia, prodding her urethra and drawing small circles around her clit.  She let out a miserable moan, grunting as she tried with all her might to drag the rest of the worm out.  She contracted her stomach in a vain attempt to push it out of her body, but it was as if all her pelvic muscles had a mind of their own.  All they did was suck and swallow, doing the best they could to force the worm back into her depths.  She was losing strength, her movements slowed, like running in a dream.  She saw more and more tentacles reach up over her body, squeezing her nipples, orbiting and penetrating her ass.  She felt a new pressure inside her vagina, a familiar pressure…

“Please stop!  N..NO.  You cannNNnn’t…do this to m-meeeeEEEEAAhhh!”  Her words fell on deaf ears as a stream of clear liquid shot out of her sex and her whole world shook with intense orgasmic pleasure.  Her back arched, she could feel the thin tendrils slide through her loosening grip.  Her consciousness was fading, and through squinted eyes she saw the fat worm push and slither up into her, stretching the deepest parts of her pussy, pushing into her womb…

3 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

    “A nightmare, it had to be a nightmare!” But in the few seconds of waking up, Katie realized the horror was a reality.  She was sticky, naked, sprawled on the bathroom floor.  A hammering on the door pounded in her head.

“What exactly are you doing in there, camper!?  It’s been 45 minutes!  GET OUT so other girls can use the facilities!”

“J-just a mi..hNNngg….Just a minute!”  Katie scrambled to gather her clothes, smeared with dirt, the crotch stiff from dry juices.  She was pulling up her panties, when a shock of realization hit her.  She bolted to the mirror and frantically inspected her vagina and saw….nothing!  No tentacles, no worms.  She spread herself, pressing and squeezing her lips.  Everything looked fine, albeit a little sensitive.  But wait…her clit…

*BANG BANG* “GETOUTTATHERE!” Crabface hollered.  She had no choice, she drew her panties over her crotch, winced slightly from the rough fabric, and shot out the door before anyone started to wonder why the floor was so sticky.

7 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

    Katie tried to stop her spoon from shaking as she ate her soup crammed in beside the other girls in the mess hall.  Counselor Crab-Ass was giving another one of her speeches about what their afternoon activities would be, but to Katie it sounded like a dull mumbling.  The only thing she could think about was what was going on between her legs.  As everyone was dressing back at the cabin, she caught one more quick glance at her slit.  It HAD changed!  The lips were slightly bigger, like they looked after she finished touching herself, and her clit…  Her clit was HUGE.  Bigger than she’d ever seen it.  It was fat and swollen, drooping down nearly a third of the length of her pussy.  She even thought it had a tinge of blue to it…

    Then, there was the sensitivity.  She knew something was wrong when the normal smooth silk of her panties felt rough and awkward on her sex, but it only got worse after that.  The walk to the mess hall was torture, every stride sent a tickling twinge of pleasure up her clit and into her spine.  She had to be excused and run to the bathroom to wipe herself down before her lubrications began leaking through her pants.

    And now she was here, shoved up between two other girls shouting and laughing about which teams they were on.  Katie’s legs were too close together, the air in her pants was too hot.  The girls bumped and jostled for food, forcing her already gigantic clit to squish and rub against her tight panties.  Katie flushed and panted, glancing around to see if anyone was looking at her.  She saw Carol walking across the room and timidly waved her over.

“What is it this time, camper Katie?  Need to go to the little girl’s room again?”

Katie nodded into her soup.  She couldn’t move.  She was sitting in a puddle of slick juices, any movement could send her over the edge. “Well, what do we say?” 

“I…I need to…t-to…” Katie’s head was swimming, she couldn’t take much more. Fortunately the Counselor showed a modicum of mercy.

“Alright, I was just joshin’ ya.  Be back in ten, were going hiking!” The word made her shudder.  She carefully slid her legs out one by one from the crowded bench and slowly limped towards the bathroom.

Now in private, she flopped down on the toilet, whipped down her panties and let her throbbing clit air out.  “Oh god…what’s wrong with me?” It was the biggest clit she had ever seen!  She had sometimes seen other girls’ parts in the change-room before gym.  Some clits were bigger than others she knew, but none were a third as big as Katie’s had become.  And there was something else, it seemed to be moving, throbbing with every beat of her heart.  Katie was frightened, but also strangely excited.  This was different from a broken bone or a cut, which was painful as well as scary.  She was loathe to admit it, but Katie’s clit felt good…REALLY good!  It was all she could do to keep herself from touching it right there.  She was looking at it a little closer when something caught her eye.  There was a hole in her dark green jacket!  A weirdly shaped tear a few inches across, the fabric looked like it had been burned or melted, and directly underneath she saw a strange, star shaped bruise on her skin just below her belly button.  That must have been where the worm hid on her body before she went to bed!  Katie gasped.  It must have crawled inside her as she slept…

Thinking about the worm made her feel sick.  It was obviously doing… something to her body, but who could she talk to?  She thought of going to the nurse, but this was far too embarrassing a problem.  Frustrated, she let her hands fall by her lap, and ever so slightly, began to touch her tender clit.

It reacted almost immediately, swelling up and throbbing under her touch, she gasped and moaned in surprise under her breath.  The pleasure was so intense! More than she ever felt, even during her most rigorous masturbation sessions.  She fondled and pinched, it didn’t seem to matter how she touched the bulbous organ, the pleasure remained the same aching intensity.  She could feel her pulse rise, sweat beaded on her brow and ran down her neck.  Her legs parted, she let a hand drift up her shirt to touch her left breast...did it feel bigger?  Juices ran down her crotch along the toilet seat and pooled on the floor.  She knew how much noise she was making but she couldn’t stop now.  She just had to know what this kind of orgasm would feel like.  She squeezed her fingers around her clit and automatically began a subtle up-and-down motion.  Instantly, her clit began to pulse with cascading waves of pleasure, forcing her head back against the wall.  Her breathing became shallow and erratic.  She could feel a pressure building in the depths of her pussy.  “Here it comes” She thought “I’m going to squirt!”

But something else happened…

    She felt the familiar orgasmic pressure in her slit, but it just kept building! Her clit became more and more swollen as her eyes grew wide at what was happening.  Her body was shocked by a pulse of sexual energy, then another.  It felt like a strong hand was deep inside her, rhythmically squeezing the depths of her sex.  She panted and moaned, fearful of what was going to happen, but still the pleasure kept mounting!  She couldn’t stop her hand, her hips began thrusting forward, and all at once her clit exploded in a tidal wave of ecstasy.  An arc of sticky white fluid streamed out of the end of her clit in blasting spurts, splattering the walls and floor.  Her moans turned into screams as she looked down and saw her vagina being to transform.  As she spurted, her clit began to grow! She could hear a wet pulsing as her clit pushed forward out of her pussy, the quivering flesh swelling up and lengthening until it was at least three inches long!

    Katie spent the next five minutes cleaning up the mess her body had made, and another five inspecting her newly transformed organ.  It was oddly shaped, now longer than it was wide, bending slightly upward, with a bulbous head.  It looked almost like…like…

13 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

The hike team pressed on through the winding path, thick forest looming on either side.  Lead by Counselor Carol, a line of girls exhaustedly followed through the stifling brush.  Katie was at the very back, stiff, and limping.  It would be a joke to call what her genitals had turned into a ‘clit’.  She had only seen one once before, in one of her mom’s magazines.  She had…a penis.  The hours that followed the episode in the bathroom were agonizing.  Her…cock now had a mind of its own.  It would swell up at a moment’s notice, stretching out her panties, throbbing, leaking, begging to be stroked.  If the same thing happened again after she touched it (and she was sure it would!) she had to prevent orgasm at all cost.  She couldn’t afford for it to get any bigger.  But it was getting difficult.  She got a length of ribbon from arts & crafts and tied her cock around her leg, pretending that she had sprained an ankle to explain the limp.  She pleaded with Councilor Carol, but almost screamed when she said Katie still had to participate in the hike…

There was something else too.  She started seeing girls differently.  She never particularly enjoyed the sight of other girls’ bodies, in fact more often than not she hated it because they were usually better looking, but now…  Every time she saw some of the more attractive girls, her body would heat up, her pulse would rise, and a fire would start between her legs.  Once she had to take off her panties in the bathroom and throw cold water on her sex just to keep it from spurting and growing bigger.

The hiking trail marched on.  The rhythmic rubbing of her cock along her pants as she walked was sending jolts of pleasure up her spine and moistening her slit.  Looking up into the canopy, she tried to clear her mind of all sexual thought.  She swung her left leg out on every step to minimize rubbing.  “I can do this…”  The march moved on, up one hill, down another, around a bend.  She thought she was home free when she lost track of the speed of the march and bumped into the girl in front of her, Katie’s volatile crotch squeezing and rubbing up against something soft....

“Hey, mind the merchandise!” Katie heard. The girl turned around. She had a soft, pale face dotted with freckles.  Curly red hair tumbled down her shoulders, and bounced near her plump breasts. She was pretty…dangerously pretty.  Katie had a hard time looking at her, straining to keep eye contact, but even the girl’s face exited her!

“s...s…” But the girl had already swung around and started walking away.  Katie moved forward, but something caught her eye and made her body shiver.  She glanced down to see paper-thin stretch-pants concealing wide-set hips and a round, curvy butt. Katie was paralyzed, thunderstruck.  The girl gently rocked her hips as she walked away, swinging her ass back and fourth like a heart-shaped pendulum.  Katie whimpered, her pulse rose, she felt her face get hot, her hands shook, her cock swelled up, snapping the lace ribbon with iron hardness.  Now she was bent forward, trying desperately to maneuver her cock back down her pant leg with her pelvis, but it was no use.  It was sticking straight out, pointing right at the girl’s pert butt like a divining rod of lust.  Every step made the throbbing tip of her cock trace a figure-eight along the fabric of her panties.  The pleasure was crippling, electrical.  Katie could feel her pussy swell up and part, juices staining her crotch.  She squinted, and looked up furrowing her brow, but the image was branded in her mind with searing sexual urge.  She marched onward, comically teetering back and fourth like a penguin, every step drawing her closer and closer to the brink.  It was happening, the rhythmic squeezing… she could feel the cum rushing up the shaft of her trembling cock.  She gasped and fell to the ground, frantically undoing her pants in the face of inevitable orgasm.  Katie swung around on her knees, her back to the rest of the girls, and wrenched down her panties with just enough time for her hips to start thrusting forward and a gushing rocket of white slime to careen out of her cock, pooling in the soft earth.  Her eyes rolled back in her head, body convulsing, every throbbing squirt causing her to let out a thin squeak.

“Hey, are you ok?  Did you trip or…” Katie’s guts turned to ice.  It was the girl! She heard footsteps growing closer. Did she see?  Katie was bent over, still spurting, trying desperately to stop her hips from pumping.  She felt a hand on her shoulder!  Her cock jolted out of her trembling hands and one spurt caught her square in the face, driving thick semen into her mouth and eyes.

“Please…nng!…go” Katie stifled a cough. “I drnng!..dropped something…I’ll catch u--”  She couldn’t finish, she began to feel her penis growing in her hands as she spurted cum in a thick puddle at her knees,  every pulse stretching the flesh to greater length.  There was a pause.

“…ok then.  I’ll tell Counselor Crabface. Name’s Sam by the way.  Short for Samantha! Heh.”  Katie heard the footsteps retreat, and heaved a shuddering sigh of relief, pulling out a wad of napkins she stole from the mess hall to clean the sticky lust off her face.

22 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

The dreams were back.  She didn’t know what to think about these images.  Flashes of colour and flesh passed before her eyes with frightening speed.  Strange rooms and symbols she never saw before.  How could she be dreaming about things she didn’t understand?  But then, over the waves of flickering thoughts she heard a sound, growing louder.  It sounded like the rushing of water, but as she concentrated it grew more distinct.  It was a chorus of cold voices, whispering and shouting at the same time.  The same phrase over and over again, growing louder.  “…breeeed….breEEEeeed…BREED!!”

Katie shot up in her bed, panicked, sweating.  Her whole body trembled.  It was speaking to her.  The creature had infected her thoughts as well as her flesh, and it was talking to her through her dreams! Tears began to well in her eyes, she felt lost, but she couldn’t cry here.  Not now; she had to be strong.  She reached under her pillow and pulled out a thick cord she stole from the pier and began tying her stiffening cock around her leg.  She had ejaculated two more times against her will after she met Sam at the hike.  Once, while in swim class.  Katie thought she could finally relax and let her boy part float free in the water, until a girl’s foot brushed up against the shaft.  That’s all it took to start the fire, and sixty seconds later she was gritting her teeth and curling her toes as her cock shot out a cloud of slick cum right into the lake.  The second time was when she made the mistake of taking a shower.  She lasted about ten seconds before a stream of hot water accidentally hit her penis and made her shoot a load straight into the air, forcing her to get a chair to clean it off the ceiling before it dripped.  She also noticed the margin between cumming and needing to cum again was getting shorter and shorter, which frightened her terribly.  The first time she spurted she was fine for six hours, now she could barely go sixty minutes before her crotch became a sticky, throbbing grenade.  In a bout of morbid curiosity, she got a ruler from the wood-shop and measured herself.  Eight inches…that was even bigger than the man in the magazine!  She threw the ruler out the window and cried herself to sleep.

Katie got up to take a pee and clear the visions from her head.  She was about to slip on her panties when she caught her image in the mirror, and stopped dead.  At first she thought it was some other women who caught her, but as her eyes adjusted, she realized it was her reflection!  Her pussy wasn’t the only thing that had changed…

    Her breasts had become enormous, easily D cups.  She’d been so concerned with what was happening to her clit, she barely noticed the rest of her body changing.  She always wore the same dark green jacket, and was simply too stressed out to worry about bras… Her nipples were plump, seemingly erect as they pointed out from her ample chest.  Her hips were different too, wider, thicker.  Her ass had become so full, she was surprised she could still fit into her pants.  And of course, the monstrous growth that was formerly her clit, lashed to her leg with rope.  In a weird way, seeing herself like this made her feel a bit better.  “’least I have boobs now…” she chuckled darkly, and went into the bathroom.

    She sat down on the toilet ready to pee, but as she let go she didn’t hear anything.  She felt a wetness near her feet and moaned in disgust.  Her PENIS was doing the peeing!  She quickly scrambled to stand up, undid the rope, and turned around to get the rest into the bowl.  She was trying so hard to angle her weighty member that she accidentally stroked it, and before she could react, her cock was as stiff as a bar of iron, and she was peeing in a straight line into the wall!  She gasped and bent over the bowl in an awkward lean, trying to bend her cock down.  By the time the last few drips trickled out, her back and legs were on fire from holding the position so long. “…so this is what boys go through!” Katie huffed.  The thought almost amused her.  She spent a great deal of time cleaning up the bathroom, and dousing her cock in cold water to try and get it to calm down.  She gave up after a half hour and walked back into the total darkness of the cabin, exhausted, her erection wagging in front of her like a blind-man’s cane.

    Katie fell back into her bed and began to think of how to sleep with her cock jutting out like this, when she felt a prickly twinge crawl up her back.  Her pulse quickened, her palms began to sweat.  Her penis jumped back to maximum stiffness and began throbbing with every beat of her heart. “no…no nononono, stop it! There’s noone HERE why are you acting li--” But her whispered plea was cut short.  At the edge of her perception, she heard something.  Like a squeaking, or a rustling of clothes…breathing…No, it was panting!  Then a scent caught her nose.  A familiar,heady scent.  Another girl was masturbating in the cabin!

    She couldn’t believe it.  These sounds were too quiet, how could she possibly be hearing this!?  But against her railing mind, the sounds and smells persisted.  In fact, they were growing louder and more pungent!  Her hips jolted up. Once, then twice in a row.  Like someone was tugging at a rope attached to her mighty erection. “Pleasenotagainno…no it can’t get any bigger!  Aaah pleeease!”  She could feel the squeezing again, it was only a matter of time.  But this time it was different.  She felt a tingling in her breasts.  Each nipple was slowly rising and falling, pulsing with it’s own rhythm.  The sounds and smells grew louder in her head until it felt like she was face first in the girl’s slithery sex.  The triple rhythm of her cock and both her nipples combined with the twitching gush of her pussy were too much to bear.  She grabbed the headboard and stretched the heavy blanket over her body, anchoring it under her feet, bracing for impact.  This was the biggest orgasm yet.  She tried to close her throat but the moans squeezed through in the form of animalistic grunts.  Her back arched and thrusted like a girl possessed.  Katie could feel a tidal wave of sticky cum spurting up against the fabric of the blanket, flowing back down her spasming cock, down her legs and dripping onto her chest.  There was something else too, her breasts were squeezing and contracting, and she felt a hot liquid pooling near her armpits.  She was lactating!  Her pussy was clenching so hard the force of her juices blasted her panties down almost as far as her knees.  She discharged so much fluid she thought she would drown, and when she finally finished cleaning up the utter catastrophe her body had made of the bed, she could see dawn light filtering through the dusty windows…

34 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

Katie was so tired she could barely keep her eyes open.  She couldn’t remember when she last had a good night’s sleep.  She now had a rope, and two belts lashed around her cock, and still it took sizable strength to keep her left leg from shooting forward if she got hard.  If she had the misfortune of cumming now, it would look like someone splashed water on her knee.  She sat in the afternoon heat, sweating into her dark green jacket, watching the teams play kickball, utterly miserable.  She had to look away every time a girl so much as bent over.  Her sexual fantasies were becoming more distinct, more detailed.  Her mind locked on to every girl she saw and Katie was assaulted by detailed sexual fantasies until her cock ached.

Katie finally caught Sam bending over at the waist to get a ball, her tight, dusty gym shorts stretching and tracing every contour of her plump butt, and felt the heat begin in her groin.  She excused herself and quickly staggered back to the cabin to go cum. “Maybe I’ll go forty minutes before I have to spurt again…oh god how big am I going to get?” She didn’t like to think about it.  She went inside and looked around, the cabin was empty.  That was good luck at least, she didn’t have to stop herself from moaning.  She went in and chose the last stall, sat down, and began undoing her straps.  As the last belt was loosed, her cock sprang up and nestled itself between her enlarged breasts.  She never realized before just how close her cock came to her face.  She could stare right down it, like the barrel of a gun.  A thought crossed her mind.  “No…it’d be too messy” but even as her mouth said the words, she began leaning down between her breasts, and took her own sex in her mouth.

The sensation was intoxicating.  She pulled off her shirt and pressed her breasts up against her shaft, giggling at the dual sensation of her breasts squeezing her cock and her cock being enveloped by her heavy breasts.  Katie licked, sucked, and kissed the bulbous head of her penis, breasts rhythmically squeezing her throbbing shaft. She tried taking a bit more of herself in her mouth, then a bit more.  Before she knew it, her own member was half way down her throat.  She felt like she might gag, but strangely she was fine.  Her stroking intensified as all outside thought was driven from her mind by the desire to cum.  Her breasts began to pulse and leak…a sure sign.  And before long, she felt the telltale squeezing.  She froze, she hadn’t decided how she wanted to end this!  She thought at the last moment that she shouldn’t swallow her own seed, but it was too late.  She felt it rush up into her mouth and a jet stream of semen rocketed down her throat directly into her stomach.  It was more then she could ever swallow and after three titanic spurts her head was thrown back from the force of it, and the rest of her load went everywhere.  This was the biggest mess she’d ever made, the last orgasm this large was trapped under her blanket, and even that completely ruined her bed.  Her cock was now totally out of control, it was a warzone.  Semen rocketed up over the walls of the stall, splashed under the door, splattering every wall.  She tried to stand up, thrusting and gasping for air between moans. Katie turned towards the toilet, but slipped on her own seed, and crashed through the door, pumping burst after burst straight up into the air in every direction.  The whole ordeal lasted nearly ten seconds, but when she got up to survey the damage, the whole bathroom looked like it had been doused with a fire hose.

This was the final straw, as she looked down and saw her already gigantic member shiver and pulse, stretching out yet another half inch, she couldn’t take it anymore.   She pulled her knees up into her chest, her briefly flaccid cock laying in a pool of lust, and sobbed openly.  All the anxiety, all the shame and fear and aggravation came flooding out in a gush of tears.  She thought of Jeremy, how he would react when he saw what she had become.  Of her parents.  How she would be paraded through the world as the freak girl with a man’s cock.  She would just have to stay in that bathroom forever, until she died.  The bathroom door opened with a creak…

35 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

“my my my, I knew you were messy but this is something else!” It was Sam!  She stood briefly in the doorframe, the afternoon sun pouring in, casting a golden halo around her generous curves.  She slinked forward and locked the door behind her.

“S-sam…I don’t…what are..?” Katie was utterly dumfounded.  She’d been found out!  It’s over.  Her life was over but somehow Sam didn’t know it! Why was she acting so calm?  Sam walked across the bathroom floor as Katie pathetically tried to hide her transformed body. Sam’s kickball uniform was soaked in sweat, clinging tightly to her breasts and hips.  She smelled like grass and dust.  Katie’s pulse quickened.  She desperately tried to forget that afternoon on the hiking path…

    “Aww, stop crying now.  Listen it’s ok, really.” She was now standing over Katie, somehow ignoring what her body had become, instead staring deeply into her eyes.  Sam offered a hand and helped Katie, shakily, to her feet.  Now face to face, Katie started to heat up. She didn’t know what part of Sam to look at to keep the fire from starting: her perky breasts jutting out under her loose t-shirt, or that face she was making! “I think you and I were sent here for the same reason.  See, I have a problem with boys too.  I have a condition, a girl can’t help herself.  You however…have a different issue.” Sam was touching her now, squeezing her shoulders, a thigh slid up between her legs, getting dangerously close to her smoldering cock.  Katie was beyond words.  This was the absolute last thing she’d ever think would happen!  How could anyone possibly be attracted to her body like this?  Was she being hypnotized by the worm?

    Sam bent her neck down and began planting soft kisses on Katie’s collarbone.  If she hadn’t ejaculated moments before Sam entered the room, her willpower would have been shattered ten times over.  Katie swallowed hard, trying to control her breathing.  She didn’t have long, she had to reason with her before it was too late. “ss-Sam please listen…this isn’t good.  My body…something will happen.  Something bad!”.

    “ssshhh….” Sam softly placed a finger on Katie’s lips, and traced a line down her neck, between her breasts.  Katie shivered. “I’ve made up my mind.  When my dad brought me here, I thought I’d never see a boy again.  Then I saw you in the hiking trail.  It was so cute, watching you try and hide it from me.” Katie’s stomach fell away.  Sam brought her face close, Katie could feel the warmth of her breath, Sam’s button nose pressing gently into Katie’s cheek.  Sam spoke in lustful whispers. “It was only recently that I made the connection.  See, I saw that light too.  I watched you come in and leave...  I’ve been spying on you, Katie Oberson” she husked.  And then she was touching Katie’s breasts, cupping them in her small hands, feeling the weight of them…

    Katie was forcing back a volcano of sexual energy with sheer force of will.  Her body shook, her eyes watered, her fists opened and closed spastically.  Afraid to move, afraid to think.  She was holding out, but some part of her brain knew as soon as Sam so much as breathed on her electrified cock, there was no stopping it.  Sweating, rigid as a board, she had one more chance. “S..S-Sam, I’m sick, please…I could i-infect you.  This isn’t making me happy.  Please…don’t do this to me.” Sam stopped.

    A paroxysm of relief washed over Katie with such force that she almost collapsed.  Sam was still too close, if she could just—“Katie…people like us, we can’t control ourselves.  Look at you, you want it so bad and you’re not letting yourself have it. Why?  It’s tearing you apart…” Sam backed off…it was working! Katie looked down, already beginning the mental process of blotting out the memory. Sam smiled, and began to pull up her shirt. “Who do you think was masturbating last night? Who do you think made you spurt in your bed?”  It felt like Katie had been hit by a train.  The memories came flooding back, and with it, a new realization.  Over all her spilled seed, she could smell something else…

    “C’mon, when you walked out of that bathroom with that huge thing between your legs did you really think no one would see it?” Sam giggled and began peeling off her sports bra.  Her large, freckled breasts bounced down and jiggled slightly with continued motion. Katie’s face flooded with heat.  No!  Not now, not when I was so close! “I knew whatever happened to you made you super horny, so I decided to play a little game.  I thought I’d need to get louder, but nope!” Sam’s pants hit the ground revealing her sumptuous hips, there was a bulge in the crotch of her panties, and Katie thought she heard a buzzing…  “You performed marvelously by the way.  How long did it take you to clean all that up? I’m sorry, I usually fall asleep after, hehe!” Sam was now fully naked in front of her, more beautiful then any of Katie’s lustful fantasies.  Katie couldn’t help her eyes as they drifted down Sam’s pale body, between her pink nipples, down her stomach and between her legs…something was strapped to her crotch.  Katie almost cried as Sam parted her legs to reveal a large, buzzing vibrator wedged deep into her pussy.

    This was too much, she could close her eyes but the intoxicating smell assaulted her nostrils; the rich, heady scent of Sam’s pussy blending with the smell of fresh cut grass.  Katie’s cock gave a single, menacing throb.  Slowly, Sam gripped the vibrator and slid it out of her frothing sex.  Brandishing it like a knife, she slowly approached A quivering Katie. “Pleeeeeease!” It was a wail of desperation, more to her own body than Sam, but still Sam closed in.  And as Katie’s eyes stared in horror, Sam simultaneously slid the vibrator up her swollen pussy, and firmly grabbed her cock and began stroking.

Sam was deft.  Her hands soft but surprisingly powerful.  Too quick.  She knew exactly what she was doing.  Katie lasted about four seconds before being reduced to a quivering mess, her cock iron hard and her sex bathing Sam’s arm in juices.  Katie tried to grab Sam’s wrist, push her away, anything to stop Sam from stimulating her any further… but rather then bat Katie’s hand’s away, Sam just smiled and gave a subtle twist and squeeze, and the strength went out of Katie like a match in the wind.  Katie’s back arched spastically, she tried to press her butt up against the wall to keep her hips from thrusting, but it was no use.  She came five minutes ago and she was about to cum again!  Her breasts began to leak as Sam made husked commentary. “wow…oh whoah…wow does that happen by itself?” Katie tried to be furious with Sam, but the feeling evaporated in the titanic waves of lust that cascaded over her whole body.  Through gasped breaths she felt the familiar pulsing, moaned in defeat, and ejaculated in long, pulsing arcs that spewed across the room and pooled in the corner.

    Katie staggered, body on fire, her head swimming.  She wanted to crawl into a ball.  Sam was just giggling to herself, but Katie couldn’t understand why.  “Wow, do I turn you on that much?”

    “What do yo--” But then she saw it, her flaccid cock was pulsing again!  It was becoming erect!  “N-no, please!  NO!”  The margin of time between cumming and needing to cum again had shrunk to a matter of seconds.  Katie screamed as her cock bulged back to full thickness in a few heartbeats, she would never know relief from her throbbing lust!

    “Looks like you got not choice now, camper!”  Sam bent over the sink and spread her own sex wide, slowly stroking her lips and clit, jokingly slapping her butt as juices slid down her wrist. “Remember what Counselor Carol says, you gotta do what feels right!”  …Katie snapped like a high-tension cable.  Fragments of willpower withered against the nuclear furnace of sexual lust radiating from her groin.  All inhibition was gone.  She gave out a moan of raw abandon and ecstasy and leaped onto Sam’s plump butt, driving her cock deep inside her and thrusting in an upward arc so powerful that it took Sam off her feet.

    It was like a colossal switch had been flipped in Katie’s mind.  Her hips began a ferocious, pounding rhythm, desperately out of her control.  The white-hot pleasure poured over her mind, consuming all thought, filling the universe.  Katie could feel every single nerve in Sam’s pussy fire with superhuman sensitivity, every sigh and moan she uttered reverberated through her body and caused her pussy to tremble and tense.  She plunged ever deeper into Sam’s juicy sex, turning her over, taking her in every position.  Every fortieth or fiftieth deep stroke, Sam’s slit would contract and spasm, sending a jet of clear fluid to splash against Katie’s breasts. “yesyesyesyes yourright ohgodIwantthis hnng hnng hnNNnng!” Time was no longer a concept Katie could understand.  Her tongue lolled out of her mouth like a slavering animal.  Her ears were ringing, she saw spots.  She felt every muscle throb.  She was overcome in an insane, giddy laughter as she felt the depths of her sex quiver and pulse, more powerful than ever before.  Katie thought her heart would surely explode as she felt fingers of pleasure grip her sex and squeeze.  Semen rocketed out of her cock like an anti-air cannon, her pelvic muscles a solid iron knot endlessly hammering the cum out of her and deep into Sam’s body.  Sam’s pussy backed up after two colossal spurts and cum began streaming out her sex in all directions, drenching them both.  But something was wrong… the cum was blue!

    The blue fluid flowed ceaselessly in pulsing jets.  Sam was in utter ecstasy, riding Katie and grinding into her cock, her head thrown back, she couldn’t see! “Saaaam, I c-can’t stop!...SAM!”  but she was lost in her own world.  Katie’s cock pulsed harder and harder, more sticky blue fluid gushing out of Sam and down Katie’s legs.  Something terrible was happening, and she couldn’t stop it.  Her mind raced.  What was happening?  What happened when she came?..oh god.

    “hnng…Sam I’m gr—hnng--owing, stop pleeaaAAAhh” Katie never told Sam!  Sam must have missed Katie’s cock growing when she made her cum from the vibrator.  Katie tried to call out again, but her voice was choked out with moans, her entire body was devoted to inseminating Sam.  And then she felt it begin.  Extra blood rushing to her already titanic cock, stretching it , growing it!  Katie saw Sam’s eyes widen as her moans became louder and higher pitched, did she realize what was happening?  Katie looked down with horrified eyes, powerless to stop the transformation, as her cock slowly stretched and widened, filling Sam’s fluttering folds with every throb.  Sam’s hips slowed, her pussy spasming and squirting as the friction intensified.  She finally sat down hard on Katie’s groin and strained to get up, when Sam realized she was stuck, she regained a bit of herself and blinked a few times, surprise on her face.

    “What’s going ooOOAAa-a-ahh!” Sam’s back arched and she looked down to see her pussy stretched to the absolute limit around Katie’s tensing cock, now more than twice as big as when they started!  “Oh god what’s h-happening!?” Sam frantically strained against their sticky coupling, but the tension was too tight. She pressed her feet into the ground and put her hands on Katie’s chest and pushed…then winced in pain and fell back down on top of her. “Oh god I’m stuck, Katie get out get out!” But Katie’s face had changed to an expression of sheer terror

    “I feel something moving inside me!” They both stared as Katie’s sex organs quivered and pulsed violently. A large lump squeezed out the base of Katie’s penis and began to travel up her shaft until it passed between Sam’s quivering lips.

    “nononNONO whats goingonwhat is thaaaAAAAAhhh!” Sam threw her head back, hands grabbing at Katie’s cock, trying frantically to wrench it out of her slit.  Katie felt her muscles pump the seed higher and higher up the shaft of her cock with each pulse of cum, finally squeezing out with a pop into the deepest fold’s of Sam’s womb as she shuddered and moaned.  Katie was overwhelmed with immense sexual relief, greater then she ever had cumming normally.  Her limbs and head fell to the floor, exhausted.  Sam slowly stood up, legs spread wide as Katie’s cock slowly slid from her tender sex.  Katie’s penis size was now beyond human…easily a foot long, if not two.  More and more of her shaft revealed itself out of Sam’s gushing pussy as she stood up, until the swollen head finally popped out and fell heavily to the tile with a wed thud. Sam wobbled on her feet, blue fluid draining out of her gaping pussy like a faucet.

    “Sam…” But before Katie even had the strength to stand, Sam had quickly gathered her clothes and walked out the door.

51 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

This was the most time Katie had ever lasted without getting hard, and she was starting to enjoy it.   She was alone on her bed, reading, naked from the waist down.  Her pants were crumpled in a heap at the edge of the bunk, the fabric of the left leg shredded to ribbons.  A few hours ago, in canoe group, her erection had exploded though the fabric of her pants, her cock spilling out to flop against the damp floor of her kayak.  She had to leave the group and quickly paddle behind a small island to relieve herself, and when she finally came, her seed arced so high it spattered against the tips of several pine trees like a slimy spider web…that was a difficult walk back to camp to say the least.  She sighed, glancing over to the bathroom.  It was taped off with signs saying ‘CHEMICAL SPILL: KEEP OUT’.  Katie chuckled, and started to read again.  She occasionally checked herself; her crotch was behaving, at least for now.  She could even let her penis rest against her leg without straps, which was now so large it ran past her knee, and was so wide she couldn’t put both hands around the head.  She was still a bit frightened by her transformation, but at least it was in control.  Her sexual fantasies weren’t so vivid.  Her cock could take more sensation before it simply shot into erection.  Though she was still nagged by something…  Sam had been missing all afternoon.  The counselors were saying Sam had something to do with the ‘disgusting vandalism’ that had occurred in their cabin’s bathroom, (which they were sort of right about, Katie thought), but Sam’s odd behavior and her sudden absence had her worried.  She thought maybe Sam went back to the asteroid to check it over or something, but her train of thought was haulted by the mess hall bell.  Katie jumped out of bed in the empty cabin, feeling the weight of her sex as it swung back and fourth between her legs.  She put on a long skirt, confident enough to forgo the straps, and headed out the door.

The cafeteria was unusually sparse, most of the girls were still doing the treasure hunt, and a few others were practicing archery some more.  She was just about to take a nice spot by the window when she saw Sam!  She was sitting in the far corner waving at her to come over.  Katie was so relieved to see Sam looking well after she planted that…thing inside her, but as she got closer, her thoughts changed.  Sam did not look right.  Her eyes were too wide, she was a bit too cheerful, she kept squirming in her seat and adjusting her skirt.  And were her eyes always blue?

“h-hey friend, sorry for bnn…bailing on you there.  Really had a great time.  I got lunch f…I got lunch for you!”

“Oh for me…? Thanks”  Katie sat down, perplexed.  She ate a few bites of potatoes and started at Sam, studying her.  “So…you’re really ok?  Cause that thing with my…that never happened before…”

“Water under the brnnng…it’s good.  Say, how’s the food?” Why did she keep focusing on the foo—! Katie jumped up from the table and tried to run, but it was too late.  Her legs were made of lead, her eyes grew heavy.  She fell backwards into Sam’s arms, her lips trying to form words.  Sam’s hand grabbed Kaite’s heavy cock, which sprang to life, uncontrained by the missing straps.  “You’re in good hands now” She husked…

55 HOURS AFTER INFECTION

Katie woke up with the taste of bile in her mouth.  Her head was pounding.  She tried to get up but gasped when she realized she couldn’t move!  She was naked, her arms and legs tied to a chair, her cock drooped over the edge between her legs and was an inch from brushing against the floor.  The room looked like a basement of some sort, but she wasn’t sure.  She saw wires running from her chair, but she couldn’t  see where they began.  Across from her she saw a black shape, but the whole room was lit by just one incandescent bulb.  “Oh, hey!”  Sam strode into the light.

“Oh god SAM…Get me out of here! What are you doing! SA--mmm!”  Sam silenced Katie’s pleads with her mouth, her tongue gliding over Katie’s, her lips caressing Katie’s face until her body shivered with electricity and her cock began to throb.

“You’re not going anywhere, Katie Oberson.” Sam began to undress. “You’re not listening to your body…” She pulled down her pants and Katie whimpered with fright.  Sam’s vagina had tripled in size!  Her swollen lips were tinged blue and a seemingly endless stream of fluid poured down her legs.  The muscles in her pussy seemed to have grown too, lines of definition surrounded her pouting lips, heavy muscles straining under the skin. Her sex seemed to be always moving, pulsing.  Rubbing against itself like a clenching fist. “I started to change a few hours after I left.  I thought I’d end up like you, but I guess not…hehehe”.  Katie recognized the body language, she was having intense orgasms all the time! Her pussy frantically twitching as the lips caressed each other. Katie struggled against her bonds as Sam drew close, the fumes coming off her sex were overpowering.  She pushed her pelvis up to Katie’s face and spread her humongous lips.  There were dozens of large bulges lining the walls of her pussy, which was spasming and trying to close every six or seven seconds.  We’re those….? Oh god.

“When my second clit came in, it felt like heaven.  Before you woke up I counted seventeen hehehnNNnnuhhhohgod!”  She let her pussy close and it instanty tensed up, a spout of fluid shot into the ground.  “It was scary at first, but it gets waay better.  I…I wan’t to show the world this pleasure Katie…This is too good to keep for ourselves don’t you thinnnNNNggguuuh!...” She collapsed to the ground, her pussy exploded in gushing juices. Sam looked back up happily, hoping she got her point across.  Then Katie heard a moan…coming from the black shape just outside the light source “Oh, I almost forgot…, I arranged a playdate for you!”

    Sam pushed the shape closer to the light, it was a chair with a person sitting in it, covered in a black tarp. Sam pulled back the tarp to reveal…Counselor Carol!  She was completely naked like Katie, her arms and legs bound in similar fashion.  Her heavy breasts bobbed as she struggled to escape, thighs rubbing and squeezing together in a vain attempt to hide her slit.  Tape covered her mouth, leaving only her eyes to plead.  Katie’s pulse quickened.  She saw wires poking out of her furry, blonde sex as Carol squirmed and sobbed.  Katie followed the wires across the floor and…into a controller Sam was holding!  She saw the same wires leading into her own chair too.  “Time for a little foreplay!” Katie heard a click and felt her pussy and ass ignite with vibrating sensation.  She winced and squirmed, but she couldn’t get away, the vibrator was lodged in her sex, immovable.  She felt her cock begin to harden, and heard Carol shriek through a taped mouth.  Oh god…she’s never seen it!  The shame was overwhelming.  Seeing Sam so calm around her body made her forget just how freakish she looked.  Katie was a fool, this is how people would truly react to her body. Carol’s eyes bulged, fixed on to Katie’s swelling penis.  The tendons in her neck flexing as she thrashed back and fourth trying to get away as Katie’s cock thickened, driven higher and higher.  Finally sticking straight up, it was nearly past her head, blocking half of Carol in her chair, her seed leaking down in thick drips, the veins pulsing with every beat of her heart. ”Now I want you two to kiss and make up!”

    Sam laughed joyfully as she pushed Katie’s chair closer to the councilor.  The shame was too intense.  No, Not like this.  She couldn’t live through it!  She cried and begged Sam to stop until her throat burned, but Sam was deaf to Katie’s pleading. Katie’s chair screeched in protest as the legs scraped across the concrete, closer and closer until they were touching leg to leg.  Carol was rigid, pale, trembling with fright.  Katie’s face was beet-red, her pussy aching from all the vibration.  But underneath the burning shame of Carol’s horrified gaze was an even more agonizing realization.  She wanted Carol.  Not her body, or the dream voices, but her.  Katie.  Katie’s conscious mind.  She could no longer distinguish between the thoughts of her mind and the lusts of her body!

    Sam grabbed Katie’s cock firmly, and slowly bent it down towards Carol’s pussy.  Her screams became complete hysteria, choking cries as Sam slowly slid out the vibrator and parted Carol’s lips with the bulbous tip of Katie’s cock, drenching her blonde, pubic curls in the steady flow of Katie’s pre-cum.  Katie winced with a shock of pleasure as Sam twisted and pushed her girth deep inside, Carol’s pussy was so warm, much warmer then Sam!  She was bigger inside too.  Katie, despite her freakish size, could still move deeper into Carol.  She felt her hips rise from the chair and begin to drive into Carol against her will.  Sam had lashed down every part of Katie except her hips!…she wanted to cry, but was overcome with waves of sexual pleasure.  Carol’s cries slowed, lowered, she was moaning now despite herself, but they were moans of disbelief.  Katie was raping Carol, and she could do nothing to stop her body.  Her thrusting intensified, her breasts began to leak and squirt on Carol’s heaving chest, splashing her face with hot milk.  Katie felt a fiery throbbing rise in her cock and whimpered; torrents of blue liquid began to gush from her penis, soaking them both.  It was happening again, and she couldn’t stop it!  She could see the seed clearer this time, slowly being driven into Carol’s quivering pussy with every burst of blue cum.  Carol strained and moaned, the seed finally spewing out of the tip of Katie’s cock and slipping into Carol’s warmth as they both collapsed forward into their chairs. Sam pulled back on Katie’s chair, her long cock slowly sliding out of Carol until the firm head exploded from her lips in a blast of blue juices. 

    As she watched Carol gasp and convulse, her steaming slit slowly pulsing, stretching and growing into what would become an infinite pleasure engine, changing the rest of her life, Katie was overwhelmed with emotion.  She no longer knew what to think.  Sam was at her side “You see now?  This is your gift!  Who cares what it came from?  Think of the happiness you can bring to people, you just need to stop fighting it!” Katie thought of the first time she ever touched her clit after the accident.  All her negative thoughts burned away in a blast of pure sexual energy.  She thought about the dreams she had, were they truly alien visions?  Or just nightmares? She thought about the hate and disgust she felt for her body as it was changing, and yet what did it give her other then overwhelming pleasure?  She thought of how good giving in to these strange new urges felt…like eating when you’re hungry.  It felt natural, it felt…

    “Untie me” Katie said, her tone commanding.  Sam stared, a grin slowly grew on her face.  She looked in Sam’s eyes. “A slave is only someone who hates her chains…” Sam undid her bonds and Katie slowly got up out of the chair.  Naked; she had metamorphasized into a perfect specimen of female sexual beauty, with one large, throbbing exception…  Sam and Katie embraced. Kissing and caressing each other’s hypersensitive bodies.  Katie never felt so happy in her life.  She was free from shame.  In that moment, she was one with her body.  She allowed the sexual pleasure to grow and pass through her, uninhibited.  It felt like an electrical current, running through them both, binding them together.  Her penis strained and flexed with fresh lust, rising up between Sam’s legs and lifting her into the air.

    “I love you, Katie Oberson.”

    “I love you, Sam…so much….I’m s-sorry” Tears were running down her face.  Sam put a soft hand on her cheek and smiled.  Her forgiving, blue eyes saying more then words ever could.  Then her face relaxed to a playful smirk.  She reached back and grabbed hold of Katie’s penis, giving it a loving squeeze.

    “Let’s get to work” Sam whispered.

***

981 HOURS AFTER INFECTION (Epilogue)

It was a long and hot drive, and Fredrick Oberson was in no mood for any hooplah.  He’d had quite enough hooplah in Europe thank you very much.  Enough hooplah to last a lifetime...  The car sped down the thin gravel road, high banks of forest flying by on either side.  “There it is there it is dad THERE DAD THEEERE!” Winston was hopping up and down in the back, stabbing a fat finger between the two front seats.

    “Settle down, Winnnie!” Fredrick seethed.  He was so goddamn sick of that kid.  He was actually starting to miss Katie a little bit.  At least you could TALK to that girl!  Winnie did nothing but eat junk food, scream at his video game machine and fawn over his girly cartoon books.  He thought maybe he was a little hard on Katie… after all she just wanted to go out with a boy.  Was that really worth separating her from the family?  Hell, Fredrick thought, when we was her age he used to cum on the toothbrushes and watch her sister brush her teeth with them…of course that was a secret he would take to the grave. His thoughts quickly fled from his mind as he pulled into the campsite and nearly crashed into a tree at what he saw…

    The entire camp had been changed into some weird cult!  All the girls were wearing white ponchos with a blue design in paint.  Some of these girls weren’t even properly covered!  You could see their…feminine parts.  Fredrick was blind with rage.  What kind of shit carnival were they running here!? “WHAT IN THE HIPPIE HOGIE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE?!  HONEYWAITINTHECAR!” He bounced out the door, moustache quivering, neck vein pulsing, ready to throw a punch at the first guy he saw.  He approached a woman who was tending a small garden in the middle of the baseball diamond. She was a bit older then the others, with ringlets of blond hair.  She’d look better then the wife if she put some normal clothes on.  He grabbed her by the shoulders.

    “Who in the dicks is running this fuck parade!? HUH?  Answer me woman where’s my daughter!?” Her face was pure tranquility, she pointed to a small cabin on a hill in the centre of the camp.  He stormed off, his fear and concern began to overshadow his anger.  He passed by some sort of arts & crafts hut, but there were just more strange girls, giggling and sighing as they sewed more of those blue robe things.  Another were just chopping up vegetables and making soup.  Some of them looked like they’d peed themselves.  Fredrick’s eye twitched.  The third was furiously writing what seemed to be piles of books and charts.  He finally reached the huge oak door labeled ‘Counselor’s Lounge’.  He pushed the doors open, and swore he felt his pacemaker do a backflip.

    There was Katie, naked as the day Jesus made her.  She’d gone through…double puberty or something!  She was so curvy it made Fredrick uncomfortable. But then his eyes adjusted.  She was seated on a purple throne, below some blinking ball of metal ensconced on the wall.  At her side in a smaller throne was another girl with red hair and a tall staff; all around them were hundreds of girls in identical uniforms, all talking and laughing and hugging and giggling and…fucking?  Yes some of them were…holy shit.  He looked back up.  It was the last thing he noticed, but the first thing he should have.  A cock the size of a Viet-Cong bazooka jutted out from between Katie’s legs and rested on her lap; she stroked the head lovingly like an exotic pet, her face the picture of contentment.

    “Hi daddy, have a fun time in Europe?”

End.