5 comments/ 93171 views/ 54 favorites Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 01 By: Futa_Contractor - A Note from the Author - If you don't know me I am the Futa Contractor. I have an addiction to Futanari, Bimbofication, and other such nonsense that I wish were real. It is a unique fetish and probably doesn't get most people off. I can actually say that I enjoy about ninety percent of the Futanari culture that has developed online, and I have tried to make my series available to the public. I was recently contacted by another fellow Futanari Fetishist named Shobe. Shobe has decided to leave writing their series to pursue personal needs. I offered some help and Shobe in turn handed over the original Manuscript from their title "Futanarious Bimobsis". I had a couple of other projects I had been working on that Shobe enjoyed and felt that I could bring the story they had written into proper closure. I read through and ejoyed what they had, but decided to better suit the writing style to do it from a Third Person perspective. I hope that Shobe enjoys the modifications and changes I made to the title and I hope that you as my readers understand that this series I am completing is partially from another Author and that you respect their style. Thank you all so much and I am glad that you have continued on with following my series. I hope you enjoy Shobe's "Futanarious Bimbosis" ♥FutaContractor Tiffany never felt right in her head. She felt that there was something truly wrong with her on a deeper psychological level. It was the only way that she was able to identify herself, as disturbed or unnerved. It wasn't the best outlook to have on life, but it was the only way that she knew how. She had made some mistakes and decisions throughout her days that weren't really for the world's best interest. She could feel her heart grow heavy when she thinks about the horrible things she had done, well the horrible things she has done to one particular person. She sat at her desk staring at a blank document her hands poised on the keyboard preparing to write up a confession, but her fingers couldn't seem to move. Her hands began to shake and she felt her head grow dizzy. She was going to have to resign, and probably wind up going to prison for the mistakes that she had made. She wouldn't last in prison, but it seemed the only logical response to what she had done. It was only a little more than two weeks since the incident took place. She lifted her index finger ready to type and began to feel the tears well up in the corners of her eyes. She couldn't have done all this in such a short amount of time. It wasn't that she had meant for the result to come out like it did. All she wanted to do was get some payback. She wanted that final moment of triumph. Let's clear up some of the confusion by going back to before this all started. Back to the beginning. Tiffany Vanderwall grew up in Pasadena California in the great United States of America; at least that is what she had been told her entire life. It was never a terrible place to her, but she learned that it really didn't matter which country you lived in it would always be fucked up. As a child she was never bullied or picked on, and she was proud of the decent amount of friends she had collected over the years. She was never an aggressive go getter, but she was strong willed and smart headed. She got decent grades throughout her entire educational career and never really felt challenged. Her parents weren't strict people and that is probably another reason why she turned out the way she did. She wasn't sheltered and that only made her want to see life and understand more of why it was and what you could do to make it better. As for appearance, Tiffany Vanderwall was not an incredible beauty queen. She was average. In fact the word average could almost sum her entire appearance up. She was slightly taller than some girls, but shorter than most. She was of a smaller build, but not rail thin like the models and not chunky like the tabloid magazine covers. She had pitch black hair that fell loose around her collarbone; she never bothered with fashion sense or sexy style. She would normally pay someone very little to get the ends trimmed and bangs cut in so her hair didn't get in her chocolate brown eyes while she was trying to work on something. Often times she was hunched over a counter or table reading a document, or typing an email. She wouldn't say that she was the best employee, but she did find her pastimes or hobbies more of what gave her a daily drive for life. Tiffany Vanderwall had a problem with people who rubbed their success in her face. She was growing tired of people treating her like she was inferior based on her age, being twenty five. It was those that were arrogant, self-centered, and pompous that seemed to control her and radiate around her. They were all somehow in charge, and it was beginning to drive her crazy. She had graduated proudly from college and was a now full-fledged scientist in the fascinating field of bio-genetics. She loved the way that sentence would roll of her tongue. There was an issue with being a scientist though; it wasn't that great of pay especially in this economy. Most of the lab had been shut down and there were entire sections that had been dark for over two months now. It was all because some upper management decided to embezzle some money in the wrong place and they had lost most of their funding. So she had been reduced to working ten hours a week on one of the last remaining projects the facility had left while they were busy liquidating assets and patents. Tiffany was forced to find a day job until she could find another bio-genetics lab to work for. The only job that she was suited for seemed to be a boring mind numbing office job, forced to sit in a grey walled cubicle hour after hour day after day. She hated that job with a passion. It wasn't really because of the work, or the co-workers. Well that isn't entirely true; she had one person she hated in particular, though the word 'co-worker' doesn't really apply to the person that she despised. Her name was Jen. Jen Parks. Tiffany couldn't help but chew the end of her pen when the woman would walk by her cubicle in the office. She could tell it was Jen by how lightly she would step, but how loudly the sharp pointed stiletto heel would grind into the carpet. Tiffany could only use one word to describe the woman. She was a bitch, in every sense of the word. Tiffany felt like the woman was trained by an army of douchebags for four years and became a general of all bitches. Jen was incredibly attractive. She was gorgeous, and even Tiffany would find herself watching her shapely hips sway back and forth as she sashayed through the building. Jen wasn't shy about her appearance. She always seemed to wear clothing that was on the verge of showing off too much, but maintaining some form of office appropriate. Often enough co-workers would send around emails with pictures of Jen next to a celebrity to see which was closer to appearance. She had the body of Scarlett Johansson but with the face shape of Olivia Wilde, but her skin and hair reminded Tiffany of Kate Upton. It was horrible being around that woman. Tiffany had a box of pencils she kept in her top drawer of her desk so she could grip it between her fingers every time Jen walked by, just so she could have something to break without going into a fit of rage. It wasn't only the fact that the woman was drop dead gorgeous; but that she wasn't afraid to flaunt it and that she knew she was beautiful. Aside from looks, Jen had the worst attitude you could expect from a diva. She knew she was amazing and talented and aggressive and she would make sure that everyone around her suffered like peons under her boot. Jen had taken up wearing what she called 'power hair'. She would take her long flowing chestnut hair and wind it up as tight as she could. Tiffany had begun to say it was like a toy that children have. When you wind the car it takes off when you let it go. Jen would wind her hair into a tight bun at the back of her head and throughout the day, rather than making obnoxious sounds like a toy car, she would pester and complain to every person in the office. She had really let the power get to her head when she became the team manager at least that is what Tiffany had heard. She hadn't been with the company for more than three months and really didn't plan on staying longer than necessary because of that evil woman. Jen began to take on a new approach to annoying her staff though. She had decided that instead of sharing the workload with the staff, she would collect three or four extremely difficult contracts and hold them on her desk until it was nearing the due date. She would then find the people who were farthest behind and make these new contracts the higher priority, and if they didn't get them done by the end of the day they would get fired. She said it gave the firm an edge of meeting deadlines precisely, and for PR to see that we had staff working double time on it. She also just enjoyed firing people for not being able to finish their work on time. Tiffany's schedule had to be adjusted so many times because of that horrible woman. She still wanted to remain on the project that she and the other lab consultant had been working on together for the past year. They were so close to finding a way of relieving extreme allergens without injections or pills. They were finding a way to bond it with fluoride but they hadn't quite gotten it completed. At least out of the last ten lab rats they had tested it on, four had survived, and only one didn't lose a limb from the concoction. The results were terrible, but Tiffany felt they were getting close. She was having scheduling issues though because of Jen's new power trip. Tiffany would go to work from Eight thirty in the morning to four at the contracting office Monday through Friday. She didn't get a lunch break, and had fifteen minutes to sit in the break room for coffee, though she avoided the break room so Jen couldn't claim she saw Tiffany not doing work. Tiffany would then juggle her lab schedule with her partner from six thirty to nine of ten at night, whenever they both got frustrated and decided it was time to call it quits. They would get together Monday, Wednesday, and Friday. The jobs didn't have conflict at first, and Tiffany was quite proud of what she was able to do with such little time, but Jen Parks could somehow sense that Tiffany was starting to do well. Somehow Jen would find a way to crush the spirit out of Tiffany and she would do it sooner or later until Tiffany either broke or was fired. Today was a particularly normal Monday for Tiffany though. She had arrived at the office a few minutes early to take a quick breather before seeing her Diva of a boss stroll into the building. As she sat down at her desk, adjusting her skirt and straightening her blouse she could hear the chatter as the other co-workers made their way in. Jen always made a point of showing up exactly one minute after everyone was supposed to be in the office. She liked to observe who was diligent about their work, and who needed to get fired. Tiffany read through emails from the previous night, and there was a message from Diana Thompson. Diana was her lab partner that had been working with her on the project for years. Tiffany didn't have much time to read over what was in the message when an all too familiar spiked walk echoed in the quiet room. The devil woman had arrived and Tiffany had not really been prepared for her to walk in right at that moment. Her inbox that sat on the corner of her desk had three manila envelopes that were unopened, and Tiffany could only assume that would mean that Jen was going to make her the next target. Jen had always mistreated Tiffany, but it seemed that today was going to be the day that Jen finally tried to get fired. What the hell was wrong with this woman? Tiffany wheeled around on the hard mat that sat under the wheels of her chair. She reached out her hand to snag the envelopes, and Jen stepped around the edge of the Cubicle like a spider. She pounced on Tiffany, gently rubbing her fingertip along top edge the white coffee mug in her hand. "Why hello Tiffany, I see you have a bit of mail to get through this morning." She said, even her voice sounded sensual and luscious. Tiffany looked up at her trying to hold back the anger. She smoothed her face and started to try and think of calming things. "Ms. Parks." She said as cold and flat as she could. "We needn't be so formal Tiffany." She said stepping forward, her smooth hip swayed and her heel landed sharply on the ground near Tiffany's own foot. She winced at looked up at the woman getting a perfect view of her plunging neckline on the suit top she was wearing. She had a skirt that matched the gun metal coloration of the jacket. It was all tightly pressed against her and emphasized her power thirst, "I don't like being so rigid with my... co-workers." She said just as flat as Tiffany had said her name. She leaned back and sat gingerly on the edge of Tiffany's desk. Jen grabbed the top envelope and mouthed the sender, "I thought you were finished with the Thomason account." "I have been waiting for that to come in so I could clean it up a bit before making the presentation letters for corporate." Tiffany said trying to smooth her tones so as not to bite at Jen. "Well I think that Corporate would be very glad to hear that, they only have one problem though. This was supposed to be turned in by tomorrow morning. I am sure the shareholders wouldn't really enjoy being told that there was an account that was just sitting in an inbox on one of my staff's desks. I am sure that you can handle finishing this on time though, you are a smart girl after all." Jen said eyeing Tiffany up and down with a look of pure enjoyment. Tiffany tried not to squirm under the woman's gaze, "or perhaps you being a mad scientist has slowed your performance down with this firm." Tiffany felt each word puncture her through like an arrow released from a tightly wound bow. "Genecist Jen. I am a mad Genecist." Tiffany bit the words off definitely. "Well whatever seems to get you off is fine with the company, seeing as how they adjusted their schedules for you. I have one problem though, they said if your performance slacks then they will have to let you go. Today seems like a good one for a performance review. Let's play a game shall we? If this report isn't on my desk by exactly eight thirty in the morning, you will not have to bother coming in to the office." Jen said lifting her supine body from the edge of Tiffany's desk. She was a lioness who just downed a gazelle on the Serengeti. She was triumphant and Tiffany could feel the tears well in the corners of her eyes. "This will take all day, and probably push me into overtime to have it done by tomorrow." Tiffany said, her voice more shrill than she had expected. A hushed quiet took over the cubicle area, and soon the clicking of mice and keyboards erupted as people started to bury themselves in their work to avoid a confrontation with Jen. "I am sure that you will have to make a major decision today then. Either you prove you are interested in this firm, or you pick your silly lab coat up and leave us." Jen said turning around. She didn't allow the blow to sink in before stalking away from Tiffany's desk. That woman was truly horrible. Tiffany quickly opened the letters but was unable to see the print from the tears that were still in her eyes. She stood up and straightened he paperwork before heading off to a bathroom stall. Tonight she and Diana were going to go over something new that had transpired with the germification at least that is the little part of what she could read before that horrible woman entered her cubicle. Tiffany closed the stall door and sat down promptly on the toilet. She raised her feet up and pressed them against the door, preventing anyone from looking in and seeing someone was in there sobbing silently to themselves about how tough life can be as an adult. Tiffany had found this a normal pass time, crying to herself in the bathroom. She did it all through high school and college, and expected to not do it while at work. She never really had done it while at the lab, but in the past couple of months while working at the firm it was all she could do to prevent herself from living in the restroom. The door banged open and a familiar pair of high heels clicked in. Tiffany could make out intense panting and she leaned down a little bit covering her mouth to make her breathing quieter. A pair of pristinely shined black shoes stood close to Jen's sharp stilettos. The door gently closed and a man's voiced whispered, "Jen I am so excited to be here with you." "Shut up and fuck me already. This isn't like we are in love, I just need to blow of some steam and it has been a few weeks." Jen's voice sounded placid and monotone. The man was obviously panting and soon his pants were around his ankles. Jen's heels pointed towards the sink and Tiffany watched with shock as a black lace thong dropped to the floor. The man began to pant even harder and Jen let out a soft purr. It wasn't quite a moan, but Tiffany could tell that the man had penetrated her. Who was this? How often did this happen at this office? Tiffany felt herself growing aroused from listening to the couple gently and quietly screwing each other in the bathroom of their work place. Tiffany let her hand drift down and she began to rub her soft moist pussy through her green and white striped panties she had on that day. Each time the man would let out a muted grunt, Tiffany would push her fingers further into her now aching pussy. She wasn't sexually active, but she did enjoy the idea of voyeurism. This was the perfect scenario being played out, even if it involved Jen Parks. Tiffany tried not to think about Jen, but about the man who was obviously on the verge of cumming. Tiffany bit her lip silencing her own oncoming wave of pleasure. The man's feet shook a bit, and Tiffany assumed he had curled his toes in his shoes from the orgasm he had just had. Jen let out a soft coo of satisfaction and stepped towards the sink. Tiffany also achieved her orgasm just moments later and she adjusted her skirt back into its place, still keeping her feet pressed to the stall door. The man shivered and the sound of a condom being dumped in the toilet next to where Tiffany was stowed away echoed in the bathroom. He pulled up his pants and flushed, Jen had already adjusted her clothing back into place, at least from what Tiffany could tell. "Jen, that was incredible thank you so much." The voice sounded familiar to her, but Tiffany couldn't quite tell who it was since they were both still talking in sharp whispered tones. "Once again, this never happened and it will never happen again. Mark my words, this is a once in a lifetime thing, don't expect more than that or I will have you fired for sexual harassment." Jen said quickly stepping out of the room. The man walked to the sink and washed his hands shaking them dry. He let out a soft sigh and followed Jen out of the room. Tiffany quickly opened the stall door and cleaned herself up in the mirror. She could take this to the head honchos and get Jen fired, but in turn Jen could also turn the tables on her claiming that Tiffany didn't get her work done and spent time hiding in the bathroom. She let out a sigh. At least that would distract her from not being able to work on the Thomason account. The day sailed by, and Tiffany didn't even bother with taking a break. She had sent a quick instant message over to Diana about not being able to make it in tonight because she had an extreme amount of work come up. Diana was obviously upset, but told Tiffany she had better show up to their next lab. When Tiffany finally put the last signature and seal from the corporation on the contract papers she looked up at the clock. It was eight fifteen in the evening. She had worked straight through for almost eleven hours. She shook her head and picked up the contract. She gently punched holes and slipped the papers into a plastic cover folder. She made sure the words lined up perfectly so Jen would see the words stabbing out at her. Jen needed to see that Tiffany needed the money and that she wasn't going to get fired so easily. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 01 She made her way over to Jen Park's office and waved to the janitor vacuuming the floor next to the door. Jen had left at six and didn't even bother to stop by Tiffany's desk. Jen had probably thought that Tiffany went home at the usual time and had left the contracts unfinished. "This will show that slimy bitch." Tiffany growled under her breath as she stepped into the other woman's placid office. Everything was smooth and cold. There was hardly a thing in the room that spoke of a human occupying the space that is aside from the array of self-portraits that lined one cupboard on the side of the room. Tiffany walked over and picked up a frame of Jen looking over her bare shoulder at the camera. The woman really was a diva. Stepped forward and moved the white keyboard closer to the Mac that sat proudly on Jen's desk. Tiffany had to be sure that the contract was the first thing that Jen saw in the morning. Tiffany then began to walk around and admire the things that Jen had stowed away. Heavy French creams stood next to her personal coffee machine. The machine was incredibly elegant. It looked like the woman had bribed someone at Starbucks to make her a personal one that screamed 'I am a diva and need amazing coffee every day'. Tiffany rolled her eyes while she picked up the creamer. The title was something that she couldn't pronounce and she quickly put it back into its spot. The rest of the office was bare and cold. It matched Jen perfectly. As she turned to leave the large space, she saw an outbox on a table that sat near her door. Tiffany looked around and picked up the single sheet of paper that sat in the bin. It was a performance review. Tiffany felt rage boil in her as she read the sections: Work Performance: She is often sloppy and doesn't bother with appearance, very deterring from a corporate environment. She also has been pushy and belligerent with superiors and often pushes it in others faces that she has a part time job to support herself. She often times leaves jobs to the last minute. If she doesn't show initiative over the next pay period I would suggest firing her. Professionalism: I can't even write anything here without sounding overly condescending. Please review work performance. Status of Position: She is under qualified, and her degree doesn't assist with the position she is in. Immediate need for new hire. Please advise. Tiffany almost tore the sheet apart. That bitch was so horrible there was no way that she could write a review like that about her. Jen was the worst at procrastination, and here she was getting flayed for one contract that hadn't been her fault. She could feel her teeth grinding and she slammed the paper back into the bin. Tiffany angrily made her way down to the parking lot, the Janitor stepped aside obviously seeing the rage on her face. "I am going to make Jen pay for everything she has done to the people who worked for the company." Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 02 - A Note from the Author - If you don't know me I am the Futa Contractor. I have an addiction to Futanari, Bimbofication, and other such nonsense that I wish were real. It is a unique fetish and probably doesn't get most people off. I can actually say that I enjoy about ninety percent of the Futanari culture that has developed online, and I have tried to make my series available to the public. I was recently contacted by another fellow Futanari Fetishist named Shobe. Shobe has decided to leave writing their series to pursue personal needs. I offered some help and Shobe in turn handed over the original Manuscript from their title "Futanarious Bimobsis". I had a couple of other projects I had been working on that Shobe enjoyed and felt that I could bring the story they had written into proper closure. I read through and enjoyed what they had, but decided to better suit the writing style to do it from a Third Person perspective. I hope that Shobe enjoys the modifications and changes I made to the title and I hope that you as my readers understand that this series I am completing is partially from another Author and that you respect their style. Thank you all so much and I am glad that you have continued on with following my series. I hope you enjoy Shobe's "Futanarious Bimbosis" ♥FutaContractor Tiffany wasn't impressed with her workday yesterday, so today she was even more on edge. Jen could somehow detect how angry and frustrated Tiffany had grown and decided to try and bog her down with two or three extra contracts, on top of what she already had waiting on her desk that morning. The only thing that really mattered to her though, was that on Wednesday she wouldn't get blocked from going to the lab again like Yesterday. She could feel her fingers itching just to test a couple other things out with some of the bacteria they had at the lab. New samples were supposed to have arrived today which meant that Wednesday would be all that more exciting. Jen could be that exacting though, and Tiffany would probably wind up sleeping at her desk to finish a load of even more contracts. She ended up staying late at the office again due to the heavy work load, but today she and Jen synced up with their schedule. The powerful woman strode from her office door, not caring to close it behind herself. Tiffany quickly swiped up her items from the desk and made her way down the hall to the elevator. Tiffany closed her eyes when she reached the elevator and crossed her fingers behind her back that Jen wouldn't walk on with her. The defiant click of Jen's tall heels echoed into the elevator and she couldn't help but frown when Jen saddled up next to her in the small space. Her perfume was overbearing and it made Tiffany gag a little. The woman was so preposterous. No wonder everyone around the office can't stand two inches from her. Tiffany had never had the displeasure because she never bothered to stand up when Jen came to her cubicle. That and her coffee in the morning was always far too powerful with her expensive creamers and such. Tiffany took a quick glance over at Jen before she pressed the elevator button. Tiffany did have slightly bigger breasts, though they weren't much to talk about in the first place. Jen was just so lean that you could see hers better. "I wouldn't have expected to see you working so diligently Tiffany." Jen said not turning her head to look at the woman to her right. She stared dead ahead as the elevator doors pulled closed, "I am on parking level one, I am sure you are much further down." She didn't even make a motion with her face as she surveyed the metal door in front of her. Tiffany clenched her fist at her side and pushed the level button for Jen. If kissing her ass was all it took to make the woman leave her alone to continue with her project, then she would do it. When they arrived at her parking level, Jen swiftly stepped out of the elevator and walked swaying her hips into the dark underground parking. The door pulled closed again and Tiffany let out a long sigh. She couldn't stand being near the woman, all the small hairs on her neck stood on end when she was around. It was as though Jen was full of static and Tiffany was a balloon. Too much and she would burst. "Damn that stupid bitch." Tiffany said under her breath as she pressed the button for the third parking level again as though it would speed up the elevator. The walk to her car was quiet and allowed her some time to breathe out in relief. Just one more day and she would be able to go back to her lab. As she sat in her car her purse began to vibrate gently. She pulled out her cell phone from the front pocket and saw Diana's face on the screen. Caller ID these days was so invasive. What if someone grabbed her phone and they saw her co-workers face and recognized them. She shook her head as she answered the call, "Hey Diana what's going on?" "Tiffany you need to come down to the lab, something amazing happened last night." Diana said, barely gulping in air as her voice shook with excitement, "I can't believe what I am seeing this is truly amazing!" "Hold on, just take a breath did our calculation work this time?" Tiffany said feeling her hand start to shake that was holding the phone. "Not quite what you were expecting, but it is amazing nonetheless, just get down here now you have to see it for yourself." Tiffany quickly got off the phone and made her way out of the parking garage. When she neared the exit a familiar Audi pulled out in front of her. Tiffany slammed on her breaks, luckily she was only going five miles an hour, and she caught who it was driving the car. Jen Parks. The woman glared out at Tiffany and turned up the exit ramp. She sat there for what seemed like an eternity, blocking the only exit from the garage. Tiffany felt herself grinding her teeth in frustration. Jen had waited in the parking spot until she saw Tiffany only to be able to block her off before exiting the building on purpose. The woman was so evil and manipulative. Tiffany slammed a fist against the center console of her little car and stared ahead brooding at the license plate that read '2sxy4u'. What a stuck up pretentious snob. Jen finally pulled out and made a left hand turn. It was a different direction than Tiffany had to go and she let out a sigh of relief. She made her way to the lab. That extra little stint with Jen in the lot only added to the length of time it would have taken her to get there. She quickly locked up her car and ran up to the door using her security badge to unlock the magnetic locks. She made her way down the glass corridors. It really was like a scene from a science fiction film, science fiction to Tiffany was just an idea of what they could really achieve. She and Diana had said that science fiction should be labeled 'science soon to be reality'. She arrived at their section of the lab and swiped her keycard. She stepped into the chamber and the door slid closed behind her. Large air vents began to blow at her and she lifted her arms. It was routine to keep contaminants from entering the lab so their experiments were unaltered or marred by the outside world. Tiffany slipped on the protective gear and slapped on a pair of goggles audibly. She winced in pain and made her way to the second locked door. When it slid open she was greeted by a grinning Diana. Her goggles were down around her neck and she was dancing from foot to foot with excitement. The woman looked as though she had been drinking energy drinks all afternoon and the caffeine rush had finally gotten to her. "I am sure with how hyper you are you wouldn't want a red bull would you?" Tiffany said sighing and letting out a soft giggle. Diana put her hands on her hips jokingly screwing up an angry face. Even under the atrocious lab coat and gear you could tell that she had an amazing figure, how did Tiffany get the short end of the stick. "Maybe we could get a Red Bull together and split it in celebration," she said whipping around and practically darted across the room with enthusiasm, "But you don't' understand what is happening to these mice that we tested yesterday. I had Jayme come in and help me with administering some of the treatments." "Jayme is an idiot... I am so sorry that you had to work with her." Tiffany said making her way across the short distance to where Diana had stopped. "It's okay; she was grabbing one of our petri dishes and contaminated two of the new sampled bacteria together. She tried to cover it up and ended up mixing all three of our samples in the process. I was busy removing two of our dead specimens from their cages..." Tiffany felt her jaw drop in horror as she thought about the result of what would happen with some of the bacteria in the room. It could have killed Diana right on the spot. "That is horrible I can't believe you aren't dead!" Tiffany said putting a hand on Diana's back gently. Diana shivered under her touch and Tiffany thought that she had begun to cry. Diana's shivers grew more violent and Tiffany realized that the woman was actually laughing. She was actually openly laughing about the whole incident. "In the end it turned out that our precaution was getting in the way of some truly fantastic results ". Diana said with a bright smile. She was holding a small glass cage in her hands that held an oversized white rat. Tiffany had assumed that the rat was from some of the other labs, since Diana and she were only using mice as their subjects. Upon further investigation though, tiffany realized that the creature wasn't a rat but a monstrously sized mouse. "What happened to it?" Tiffany said taken aback. She leaned in close to the cage to get a better look at the thing. It seemed lethargic and its coloration was a rather pale blonde, it looked extremely sick to tiffany. There was even a sticky residue that was built up in the corners of the cage and the creature's fur was plastered in some parts with the same fluid that coated the edges of the cage. Tiffany could smell something musty coming from the cage, and the mouse wiggled a bit closer to where Diana had her hands firmly pressed as though the warmth attracted the creature. "This is Emily. I have tested the mixture on both male and female mice. The results you see before you only seem to happen in the females, and they are extremely rapid and very aggressive. I had Emily here gathered with the others in a community cage, but her changes were messing with my other test mice. Eventually I had to separate all the mice due to the noise, that and the mixture between all of them wasn't very controlled so my tests varied far too drastically. They were also missing out on sleep, so just to be safe I made sure to separate the cages and cover them with the black cloth over there in the corner." Diana gestured haphazardly over her shoulder; her eyes were locked on the blonde colored mouse in the cage that was firmly pressed between her hands. "What do you mean lack of sleep?" Tiffany tilted her head down and crouched to get a better look in the cage that Diana clung to. Tiffany was extremely interested to examine the specimen further. It was breathing heavy and began to move closer towards the edge of the cage where Diana's hand was pressed. When it reached the edge it flipped over onto its side and began to shiver violently and let out an exasperated squeak. "That right there is the exact reason. Ever since we administered the mixture she began to grow an anomaly and has been using it hour after hour. It has actually increased and become more frequent and drawn out" Diana's cheeks turned red and she looked down at the cage in her hands biting her lip. Tiffany followed her gaze and saw what was strange about the mouse besides the odd fur coloration and what at first seemed like lack of energy. "I thought you said this was a girl mouse!" Tiffany said as she watched the mouse slide forward against the edge of its cage, a large phallus slipping along its smooth surface. It was squeaking and rubbing the shaft against the smooth surface furiously. "She is... or it was... I don't really know she has both male and female parts though the female remains dominant. She excretes some serious pheromones that were driving the other mice crazy. They were shacking up ever since I administered the sample, and the other females began to show signs of change though not as drastic as Emily here." Diana said her face turning a deeper red as she watched the large mouse in the cage. Tiffany felt her own cheeks turn red as she too began to see the newly converted creature pleasuring itself. She felt a twinge of excitement run through her as she thought about the day before and how Jen banged that guy in the bathroom and she pleasured herself in the stall silently. Tiffany felt her face flush and Diana looked up at her with a similar expression. "You can see how working with them has started to grow more difficult. Also Emily here is self-sustaining. When I have tried to give her water and food she has rejected it and ends up eating her own semen. I have never seen a mouse behave like that. She masturbates, eats her own semen, and has turned into a blonde hermaphrodite. I honestly am blown away by the results of the mixture. I gathered the remaining bits into a couple of vials in the chillers over there," Diana gestured to the freezer absent mindedly over her other shoulder this time as she watched Emily continuing to squeak and squirm with pleasure. "So you are telling me that these... changes... are fully functional?" Tiffany said as Emily noisily humped the edge of the case that was wiggling in Diana's hands. "I am not sure it is fully functional in a reproductive sense... but it is functioning enough to provide positive nutrients in this specimen. She is technically stronger, and she has actually shown signs of age reversing and limited age growth. I am betting she will live twice the length of a normal..." she trailed off as Emily gave out a fitful shriek of pleasure. White semen coated the edge of the glass. Tiffany felt herself growing aroused at the thought of a man blowing a load inside of her and she felt her cheeks flush again. She looked up and watched Diana breathing heavily. Soon Diana realized that tiffany was watching her and blushed deeply, "sorry about that let's put Emily back and I can show you the others so you can see the changes in a more gradual sense." Tiffany felt her fist clench at her side. That horrible Jen parks blocked her from seeing this experiment first hand. She caused this entire thing to go the way it did. Jen was going to have to pay. She was beautiful and could have sex with anyone she wanted and here poor tiffany was wishing she could have as much fun as a blasted mouse in a lab she worked at. What kind of life is that? Tiffany's phone began to ring and Diana looked up at her with a raised eyebrow. Tiffany quickly blushed and dug her hand into her pocket to see who was on the caller ID. Jen parks. She gritted her teeth and motioned to Diana it would be one second. She took the call reluctantly. "I need you to stay late tomorrow we just got a couple of large contracts and I need some of my more... free timed employees to handle them." Tiffany balled her free hand up tighter and frowned over at Diana. "I can do that for you Ms. Parks." Tiffany said frowning at the ground again in front of her. Diana let out a soft sigh and stepped towards the other lab mice. "I knew you could use the time at work since being a little scientist isn't paying as well as you would like. I will see you nice and early tomorrow." Jen said and quickly hung up the phone. As Tiffany slipped the cell phone back in her pocket she looked over at Diana. The other lab worker was absorbed in the other specimens that were now uncovered, the black cloth draped over a chair and Diana was breathing heavy watching the animals and marking something on a clipboard. Tiffany felt a twinge of anger build up. As she looked around the room she felt the flutter of butterflies as she watched Emily the mouse humping the edge of her tank again. The connection clicked instantly in her mind. She knew how to get back at Jen. Jen Parks didn't believe she was a true scientist. She didn't believe that Tiffany could actually perform real experiments. Well she was going to be a part of the biggest human trial known to this genetics lab. She stepped toward the cooler and opened the container that had the newly labeled bacterial tubes. The new mixture that was made by accident could be Tiffany's new method of revenge against Jen. At first she felt afraid of what could happen, but then she remembered back to yesterday and the way she had been treated. Jen needed to learn a lesson. Tiffany made sure she was extremely careful with the vial as she slipped it into her pant pocket. Who could say what would happen to Jen, but it didn't quite matter to Tiffany at this point. If she lost her job there it wouldn't really matter, she could find something else. Besides if Jen went away everyone else could be much happier. Tiffany quickly closed up the doors and moved back to Diana. The other woman hadn't notice her removing a sample. Maybe she would be absent minded enough to forget about the second tube all together. The rest of the evening was involved in methods of administration of the bacteria and subtle changes the other subjects were sustaining. Mostly what Tiffany could make out was that the mice had lost most memory functions and were driven by sexual lust and nothing more. The less advanced mice still maintained some single hint of memory and motor function but it was severely hindered. Tiffany felt the butterflies flutter against her rib cage once again. She was about to administer an untested bacteria mixture to a hated boss at her job. Diana continued on distracted by some of the other mice who had begun to exhibit signs of sexual frustration. Normally the only two animals on the earth who exhibit sexual activity for pleasure were dolphins and humans, but this new mixture was creating something else that Tiffany and Diana had found to be beyond strange. Diana and Tiffany finally called it a night when the mice began to fall asleep from sexual exhaustion. They locked up quickly and made their way out of the building. Tiffany tucked the sample away in her purse where Diana would t notice. They talked about how she was going to miss the lab tomorrow evening but they would plan on getting together over the weekend. Perhaps it would be sooner rather than later. Jen was going to finally get a taste of her own medicine and Diana was instrumental in the creation and animal testing of this new method of revenge. Tiffany couldn't help but laugh to herself as she drove her car home in the colder dark night. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 03 Tiffany arrived at the office early. The parking spots on the second floor parking were mostly empty, so she took a spot closer to the elevator so that night she could slip out without being detected. She couldn't use first floor because that was saved for upper management, and to prevent herself from already getting in as much trouble as possible she decided to park a level lower. What if the bacteria didn't do anything more than make Jen sick? It didn't have an effect on male mice, so who was to say that it would do anything to a person at all. The best scenario would be that Jen left early so Tiffany wouldn't have to deal with her. She quickly made her way towards her cubicle and her heart pounded rapidly against her chest as she clutched the handles to her shoulder purse. She could almost feel the room pulsating with each beat of her heart. She was about to infect her horrible evil bitch of a boss. That woman had to pay for everything though. She was horrible and Tiffany couldn't stand her anymore. She set the rest of her personal effects on her desk and quickly strode to Jens office. She opened the door gently and smiled as she did so. This woman was so pompous that she didn't even bother to lock her office at night. Tiffany stepped into the still unfamiliar cold room. It was so sterile and looked far too much like American Psycho for her own comfort. She gazed around trying to think of the perfect place to lay her trap for Jen. She slid her hand into her purse and removed the vial. She began to wonder how much a proper dosage could be but shook her head trying to ignore the scientific part of thinking. A rational scientist wouldn't do what she was about to do, but Tiffany passed rationality when she slipped the sample from the lab. She eyed the keyboard and debated a way to cover it without a residue, but the thought soon passed. Jen would notice if her keyboard had gotten wet, and secondly it probably wouldn't work and the poor maintenance and cleaners would get infected. Tiffany then realized that wherever she did place the bacteria she would have to sterilize and clean the items with bleach from the kitchen. She thought about putting on gloves before opening the vial but decided she could be careful enough, besides she poured samples at work all the time. Tiffany finally landed on the perfect place to let out her plan. She would use the expensive creamer that Jen relished every day. Tiffany stepped forward and removed the stopper from the sample and unscrewed the lid of the creamer. She took a deep breath and gently poured the lab accident into the bottle. The smell wafted up to her. It was sweet and sanctimonious. It smelled like perfection and there was no way that was just the creamer that was causing that wonderful aroma. It had to be a chemical reaction between the soft cream and the twisted bacteria, the color in the bottle shifted from a bold white to a hazy off white color. Tiffany felt herself grow dizzy from the smell. Her nipples pressed roughly against her blouse and she felt her nether region heat up lustfully. She shook her and closed the lid to the creamer quickly. She hadn't thought about the bacteria when it combined with air, or another substance for that matter. Tiffany made her way into the kitchen where she bleached and sterilized the once sample holding container. It glistened in her hand and she felt a lump grow in her throat from what she had just done. She replaced the bottle in her purse and quickly slipped back to her desk. She could still just steal the creamer and eliminate the bacteria completely. She could cover the whole thing up and stop it from happening, but as she began to feel more butterflies well up in her stomach the other office workers began to file in. She ducked her head and began to pour over the contracts that were piled up. She had to finish with her work quickly so Jen didn't notice her leaving today. She pounded her fist silently on her leg. She was going to have to stay late and sterilize the creamer bottle and mug that Jen used. There was no way she could leave undetected today. When she was finished filling out the second form that followed the first contract, Jen Parks strolled around the corner holding her tall coffee mug in her hands. She stirred the edges happily smiling down at Tiffany. Her eyes were a bit glazed as though she had been drinking alcohol that morning. Had she already taken a drink of the tainted creamer? Were the effects already starting to happen to her? Tiffany felt the itch to collect data soon roll into her mind as Jen idly leaned against Tiffany's desk. A new aroma filled her cubicle. It wasn't the same perfume that Jen had used yesterday. Today it was thicker, smoother. Tiffany felt herself growing aroused and realized that it was probably the creamer in the coffee. Jen lifted the mug to her lips and took a long sip gingerly tipping it back so as not to spill on her smooth complexion. Tiffany flipped the page over she was working on and moved onto the next. "Good morning Tiffany, I am glad to see that you have started working so quickly on these. We could really use someone like you..." she said and took another large drink from her coffee. She wiped her finger on the edge of the cup and licked the residue off gently. Tiffany felt her mouth watering as she wondered what the sweet flavor could be like, "in the executive offices." Jen stepped forward and her hips swayed a bit. She actually did look like she was drunk to Tiffany. "Are you okay Ms. Parks?" She asked idly watching as Jen tipped her head back and finished the rest of the coffee in her mug. "I am just fine thank you. I think I need more of a pick me up today though, keep working like you are and I am sure the upstairs will take notice of you." Jen said walking away happily tapping her fingers on the edge of the glass. That was the best interaction Tiffany had ever had with the woman. She quickly wheeled around to her computer and opened up a new document and started typing what she had done with the creamer and what sample she had taken, what the bottle had been labeled and current results. Before she knew it she had been typing for over a half an hour of the new discoveries she could be making with human trial. Tiffany stood up to get a quick drink of water from the cooler that sat at the far end of the room, next to a fake fern. While she stood next to the jug she tried to peer into Jen's office through the misted glass and open door. It was quiet and the rest of the office seemed busy typing away on their keyboards, responding to emails or working on contracts. "Jen seems a lot nicer today." Tiffany nearly fell over the water cooler as a deep voice rumbled from behind her. It was familiar and soothing. She looked down at the ground to see the same polished shoes she had watched in the bathroom. This is the same man that Jen had a quickie with. She turned around and felt her face flush. It was a top executive from the upper floors. She had seen him once before... well before the incident in the bathroom. He was in charge of surveying how the morale of the employees was. She felt her face turn bright red when she realized his hand was sticking forward to grasp hers in a tight soothing grip. He was so firm and powerful. Tiffany could fall asleep in his arms and just die happily. "Yea, she really does seem a bit happier today. Must be something people are doing around the office." She said absent mindedly. He talked to her for a second, but all she could do was focus on how soft and smooth his cheek looked. She would love to just become a part of him. She pictured Jen bent over against the sink while he stuffed her body with his thick manhood. She couldn't get a clear view, but she could bet that he was bigger than she had seen in person before. She quickly sat back down in a dreamy sense. The executive remembered her name and he even talked to her about the few things she loved. How perfect of a man was he to remember the employees around the office, and to remember to communicate. She realized that she was day dreaming for over an hour and that she still had three contracts to fill out. She began to busily dump herself into her work, only idly watching for Jen to see if she left her office again. She hadn't been seen since that morning, and most of the people around there were quite impressed with how she had been. Her office door was now partially closed and it looked like the light was still on. Tiffany wrapped up the last contract in its binder and she clamped the paperwork shut. She checked the clock to see it was just a little passed six. She stood up and surveyed the empty cubicle space. The others had gone home at five and were busily talking amongst themselves about how good a day it was and how everyone had almost finished the work load they were given. Tiffany made her way to Jen's office and pushed the door open, knocking on the edge of the frame first. Jen was sitting in her chair, her eyes drifting in and out of sleep. They looked hazy and from what Tiffany could tell the woman looked rather ill. She quickly set the completed contracts in the reception bin and walked over to Jen. "Jen are you okay?" Tiffany asked making a mental note of the time so she could document any signs of anything from Jen. She snapped awake and looked up at tiffany. She had the bottle of creamer gripped in her hands and her coffee mug sat empty on the desk. The two items she needed to bleach. The entire room smelled of the mixture that she had prepared as a trap for Jen and Tiffany felt a surge of pity for the woman staring back at her. "I think I should go home, I don't feel quite.... right." She said and she stood up from her desk and grabbed her car keys, "Do you know what time it is?" "Oh Jen it is after quitting time. You should go home and get some rest. Maybe take a day off or something. I will take care of your office, you just get home." Tiffany said looking down at the mug again. The anxiety was running through her mind at a million miles an hour. "That is the first time you called me Jen. I think that we could be friends one day." Jen said as she made her way out of her office, "Thank you Tiffany for cleaning up after me, you have a good evening." Tiffany felt a lump build up in her throat. What if the woman wasn't really that bad, but looking for attention? She scooped up the items from Jen's desk and quickly ran to the sink to rinse out and bleach the creamer and mug. She made sure to wear rubber gloves to prevent anything from getting on her skin. She didn't realize that the bacterium was that powerful. When she finished she made her way to the parking garage to the first level. She wanted to make sure that Jen made it out of the office just fine. To her horror she found Jen sitting on the ground next to her car. Her head was cocked to the side and her eyes looked glassed over. She had probably killed the woman and just cleaned off the poison that did it. She felt a lump grow in her throat as she walked towards her corpse. "Jen are you okay?" Tiffany said feeling her heart pound in her chest. Jen stirred and Tiffany let out a shriek as the woman stood up from where she was sitting. She hadn't been moving before. She was just staring off into nothing. "Tiffany I don't think I can drive home, is there any way you could take me in my car? I will pay for a cab to take you back to the office so you can drive yourself home." Jen said holding her keys out to Tiffany. "I can do that for you." Tiffany said, making a note of what time it was once again. It seemed that Jen was still working fine mentally, but physically she had been exhausted and she was exhibiting signs of lethargy just like Emily the mouse had been. Did that mean that Jen was hiding hermaphroditic traits? Tiffany wanted to strip the woman and take a look for herself, but then her cheeks turned red when she realized what she was thinking. She and Jen clambered into her vehicle and she pulled out of the parking lot. Her car was much nicer than Tiffany's and she made a mental note to try and find something similar to it. Jen guided her home lazily from the passenger seat and they arrived safely at her home. It was beautiful and made from adobe. It matched most Southern California home design and she had a crisp green yard to top it off. The woman was a perfectionist in everything. Tiffany got out of the car and helped Jen up to her door. They made their way upstairs to her bedroom where Jen insisted she get changed by herself and didn't need Tiffany's help. It was her only chance to at least try and take a peep at the woman. Jen sat down on the edge of the bed and looked up at Tiffany with a smile, "Thank you so much for getting me here, over on my desk a fifty and it should get you back to the office just fine. If you spend a bit more I will give you more change tomorrow." "I don't think you should come into work if you are still feeling sick though Jen." Tiffany said as she scanned the room admiring her decor. The woman really was a perfectionist, and she really modeled her taste after creepy horror films. Everything was sterile and cold. Her walls and ceiling were painted grey; her bed sheets were white with black pillows. There was nothing in the room but a mod vase, and the desk that had the loose change on it. It was cold and empty. Tiffany shivered and picked up fifty dollars from the desk and turned on her heel to leave the room, "Sleep well Jen." *** Jen watched as Tiffany left the room. Her head was spinning out of control. That little bitch thought that she could just take more than she did without her noticing. She was looking around for more to take. Jen went to open her mouth but a hiccup followed with the sweet aftertaste of something creamy and thick. She giggled as she felt her head spin again as the flavor danced on her tongue. Her nether region was on fire with arousal. When Tiffany had first walked into her office she felt her mouth watering at the sight of her large breasts trapped behind that horrible blouse. She wondered what it could be like to latch onto a thick nipple and suckle it for hours. She shook her head in frustration, but the dizziness that followed made her regret the action. She looked around the room for a second trying to think of things that could calm her down from this sexual high. Tiffany hadn't shown any interest in sexual activity and she didn't want to have a sexual harassment lawsuit for jumping on one of her underlings. She stood up and felt tipsy still. It was as if she had one too many shots in her. Everything was out of focus and she felt her body grow hotter as she stood up. "There is no fucking way I could be this horny and drunk." She said aloud. She quickly removed her clothes to reduce the heat that was making her undershirt stick to her lower back. She gently walked across the room to one of the air vents trying to cool herself off. She probably looked ridiculous walking around naked and sweaty. She bent forward and pressed her elbows to the ground getting closer to the small vent that sat on the wall near her bed. Her ass was sticking up in the air awkwardly, but she didn't care as long as more of the soothing air blew across her bare sweat covered skin. Her nipples jutted out furiously and she wiggled a hand closer to it as though to admire what was going on. She touched the stiff flesh and moaned out in surprise. It was exhilarating. She had been aroused before, but never to this extent. She felt her mind wash over with pleasure as she flicked the pencil eraser thick nub with her finger again. She let out a soft moan when she flicked it for a third time. She felt as warm juices dripped down the inside of her thigh, her ass was still sticking up in the air. "Well as if that isn't like totally inviting and like super sexy." A strange high pitched voice blurted out. Jen felt her face flush and she quickly wheeled around trying to cover her nudity with her hands. Her arm and fingers brushed her erect nipples and she stifled a moan by biting her lip, "Holy shit like you are so horny, I wish I could take a picture of you so like I could masturbate to it all the time." Jen looked around the room not seeing anything at all. She was starting to hear voices. She was going out of her mind. She sighed and stood up not bothering to cover herself. "Like do you want to totally fuck? Cause that ass looked super tight for my big cock..." the same voice whispered in her ear. Jen whipped around to see nothing but the wall. She reached her hand forward and touched the smooth grey surface. "Is anyone there?" She asked the air. Silence answered her back. She sighed and sat on the corner of her bed. Her arousal still hadn't gone down since she was last fondling her erect nipples, but the voice did deter her from acting like a moron and masturbating in her bedroom. "But like rubbing your own Pussy is so fun. You need to like totally touch yourself every day!" The same giggling voice said back. Jen didn't want to give in and respond to it, but she had to make it stop. "Only pathetic losers who can't get laid masturbate." She said to the ceiling hoping the voice didn't answer her back. Her heart sank when the chipper voice replied. "No, only stiff prudes who like don't know how to totally have a good time avoid touching themselves. You like need to do it all day every day." Jen closed her eyes and frowned in the darkness. She rubbed her eyes trying to block out everything that was going on, "You could always watch me touch myself first and do what I do. That would be like totally hot." The voice sounded firmer than before, and Jen could feel heat radiating near where she sat. She moved her hands away from her eyes and opened them gently. She could not be prepared for what stood before her. The first thing she saw to her astonishment was a giant erect cock. It was bigger than she had ever seen before. It was even larger than the fake ads you see all over online for men with big dicks. It drooped forward letting her see the thick veiny surface. They stood out proudly and pulsated gently keeping the massive dong erect. She followed the cock back to the smooth skin of a pelvis that looked to be feminine, though the giant cock didn't really make her believe it could belong to a woman. Jen traced the figure upwards and her eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. Two massive breasts, at least an H cup if not bigger with thick massive erect nipples caught her view. In fact she couldn't see anything further than this woman's massive utters hanging from her body. There was no way she could be walking around with the proportions that were hanging from her smooth skin. Jen felt her cheeks turn bright red as she realized that she was imagining how it would be to have giant breasts like those bulging from her own chest. "I thought you would like them. I sure do, they are all soft and squishy and stuff." A pair of hands grabbed the thick kneadable flesh rubbing towards her erect nipples. The woman bent forward and Jen saw her face for the first time since the new person entered her room without her even hearing a sound. She had thick lips and her skin was flawless. She was thin and in shape with a thick grabbable ass. She had the portions of Jessica Rabbit and then some. Her body was perfect in every aspect, even with the massive cock drooping proudly from her hips. "Who the fuck are you?" Jen said trying to cover herself again only to be greeted by a moist pussy and stiffly mind numbing erect nipples. How was she so horny? Why was she acting like this? "Like I am totally Jenni. Don't you want to like let me fuck you? You had your ass in the air for a minute I could have totally stuff my cock in there." The girl said still kneading her thick burgeoning flesh near Jen's lips. They looked so soft and supple. Jen felt her mouth water with excitement and she let her hands drop away from covering her body. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 03 "Maybe instead of like rubbing your pussy you could like suck my cock and help me out. I am in like so much pain and need to blow off some steam." The girl said tilting her head and giggling. Her blonde curly hair bounced happily across her shoulders and spilled down her back in thick rivulets of near white. Her skin was smooth and shone gently in the light as though she had put on body oil before coming into Jen's room. Jen felt her arms wanting to leap forward and stroke the woman's breasts, following the same pattern Jenni had been doing for over a minute now. She let out a soft squeak of sexual desire and Jen felt her cheeks warm again, "I promise it will be so worth it." Jen felt her mind begin to wander over how much she had wanted to suck on Tiffany's larger chest. It was nowhere near this woman's, but she was starting to feel the urge tug at her mind. She wasn't a lesbian, but if a woman had a massive cock like hers does it mean you are lesbian? Or does that mean you are fucking a man with tits? "Don't worry about it I promise my cum is worth the taste." Jenni said stepping a bit closer to Jen her massive cock swayed before Jen's vision. She licked her lips and smelled the musty tang emanating from the phallus that hung inches from her parted lips. Jen's hands began to shake and she looked up at the woman. Jenni's face was red from arousal and her mouth was open while she rubbed her massive breasts. Jen looked back down at the cock that swayed before her eyes. She was already here, what harm could it do in sucking this delicious girl meat. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 04 Jen was a strong powerful woman. She was extremely proud of herself and wasn't afraid to show it to anyone. She took pleasure in watching those under her at work squirm with discomfort as she decided when and how they needed to do their jobs. She could even make the executives bow before her at times. She would have her occasional one night stands and be proud of the man that she had permitted to her home. Most of the time she wouldn't bother to bring them here though, she loved to go to their place so as not to make a mess of her own sterile house. She could get a bit violent with her sexual activity, but she was always in charge. She was the leader and the controller. She was never subordinate. Always superior. She was able to get the man she wanted and never had to lower her standards. She couldn't recall a time that a man she desired turned her down. She could always find a way to get a yes from them by the end of the night. Tonight seemed as though it was going to be different than before for Jen though. Tonight she was falling and collapsing into a lustful beggar. The cold floor only made her shiver, and her skin pebbled excitedly on her lower back and hips. She felt as her mouth began to water. Her eyes were locked on the large phallus that wiggled gently in front of her eyes. It was begging for her attention, swaying back and forth near her lips. Jen could almost taste the salty and sweaty surface of the thick veins rubbing against the insides of her mouth. She leaned forward a bit hesitant at first and Jenni let out a soft giggle as she watched Jen lower her face closer to her anxious awaiting body. Jen could feel her hands shaking and she lifted one slowly to the base of the large cock. She opened her mouth and licked her tongue forward against the open hole. The bitter taste of salt and sweat sent her head reeling with pleasure. Jenni let out a soft coo and wiggled under Jen's warm moist mouth. She felt a surge of pleasure rush through her and she moved her mouth forward even further, trying to open her jaw as wide as possible. She had to take as much of this thick juicy girl meat into her mouth. Jenni wiggled her hips in a circular motion, the thick juicy cock pouring from her hips pushed further into Jen's now gaping jaws. Jen squirmed a bit unable to take the entire length of the other woman's body in. Jenni's hands continued to knead her massive tits and she sighed out with pleasure, her cock spasming against Jen's throat. Jen continued to shove her mouth against Jenni's beautiful meat. She wasn't ready for the other woman to cum yet. The dong between her lips bulged and her jaw gave out a crack as the thick tip juiced out its salty load into her throat and down into her stomach. Jen saw spots blossom in her vision, not only from pleasure but from the lack of oxygen as a torrent of the woman's cream coated her insides. She let out a moan of pleasure as she too gave off an incredible orgasm and tried to smile around the phallus as another load poured from its juicy tip. After a bit she withdrew the massive woman from her mouth and throat with a delightful pop. Jen looked up at Jenni as if asking for approval of the oral she had just performed. She was actually begging the other woman to show some kind of sign that she did a good job. How had she become so sex hungry? How had she fallen so easily for the other woman? How was this woman even in her room, and why was she so entranced by this beautiful body? The questions were left unanswered because she couldn't bring herself to ask them. What she did want to find out was why she wanted to have the same features as the woman she had just sucked off. A girl with a cock? That was unheard of, it wasn't right, it wasn't human... but it tasted and felt amazing. What would it feel like to stuff a cock into Tiffany's throat and cum into her stomach? She shook her head and scooted back looking up at Jenny trying to figure out what was really going on. Her head felt like it was full of cotton though. Had she always been this stupid? "That is like so good... I bet you want to have a cock as big as mine someday." Jenni said still rubbing her hands over her thick nipples. Her penis wavered a bit and slowly fell loose. It was so massive that even while loose it was almost half the length of the girls tanned thighs. Her skin was so smooth and perfect. Jen didn't want to acknowledge that the sex crazed woman rubbing her tits had just echoed the thought that was running through her mind. How had she known that Jen wanted to experience that kind of pleasure? Her head continued to spin with desire, she wanted to see and feel the woman's pleasure. She felt her hands start to shake again and her pussy burned further with desire. "Mmm... like, you did so good. You are probably going to make me cum again just thinking about it. Just so you know I do cum more than a normal person though. I can go for hours and hours. I know that it seems like you sucking me was really short, but I did that on purpose. We couldn't have you sucking me for the next eight hours... that like would be no fun at all!" Jenni moaned out happily as Jen watched the other woman from her knees. Jenni's cock bounced a bit in excitement and Jen felt her cheeks grow warm again. She moved her hand down to her own Pussy and dipped her fingers into it rubbing, touching, and feeling the moist damp hole. She only wanted it to feel as good as Jenni's cum that was now roiling happily in her stomach. She could still taste the salty flavor in her mouth. She only wanted to cum again. When was the last time she actually was this horny? Monday she had that terrible ride with an executive in the bathroom... but today she was sucking a beautiful woman in her bedroom. Jenni had such a big dick, and massive tits that just ached to be nursed on. Her fingers kept the pressure against her own pussy. She moaned out and felt and visibly shook with pleasure she came. Jenni nodded down, "That is a good girl! You are like so horny I am sure that you will make a great bimbo one day. You will be just like me and we can fuck and suck each other forever!" "What the fuck did I just do?" Jen asked incredulously removing her hands from between her thighs. Her fingers stuck together a bit from the remaining cum. She had just masturbated after drinking cum from this woman's dick. What the hell? "Don't worry, it's only normal for you to want to like suck on my cock and stuff... because you know you and I are like the same person. Someday you can like suck your own and it will be like so good! You're going to like want to suck it all the time because it tastes like so good." Jenni giggled out flicking up the head of her massive dong with her forefinger, her other hand still kneaded on her massive tit flesh. "What do you mean we are the same person? I am nothing like you. I don't even know who you are. How did you get into my house? Why did I want to suck on your body so bad? Why was I so entrenched? You probably drugged me! That's probably the reason why I felt so sick at work! It was you that I need to be afraid of!" Jen nearly screamed out as she got up to her feet, Jenni's thick cock brushed against Jen's exposed thigh leaving behind a thick trail of precum on her skin. Jen felt her mind whirl and she nearly toppled over. It did feel really good to have the other woman's stiff cock touch her skin, what would it feel like to have that inside of her? "No... I never drugged you. No one really did. You always wanted this to happen. Like... you see, one day you can get big old massive titties like mine. You can like squish and touch them and then you can rub your thick cock and you can cum and cum and cum. You would love to cum as much as I do. You will even want to masturbate all the time, and the best part is people wouldn't even care! You see, you're such a stuck up prude that you needed someone to get you out of your shell. It's like so easy for me to do that because now I'm part of you and you're going to become like part of me. We're going to be one person one day. Just you wait I promise it'll be all worth it" Jenni said moving a hand to Jen's shoulder. Jen shivered at the woman's touch and she let herself be guided to her bed. Jen shivered in horror staring up at Jenni with disbelief. There was no way this could be real, this had to be some crazy fucked up dream. The other woman's hand felt so right on her shoulder, and it felt so easy to lie down and do as the other girl said. She decided that it was probably a fever dream from her being sick at work. That is probably why she was shaking and sweating so much. There was no way that some random person would pop into her room. It had to be a dream... or she wouldn't accept it and fuck around like this. Jen was much more refined than that, so she decided to yield to the dream girl. She decided that she could remove inhibitions and just let herself enjoy this fake world. Besides, the other woman that claimed they were the same wasn't the same as Jen. She was at least three to four inches taller than she was, not to mention her naturally tanned skin. With enough bleach Jen could get her hair the same color, but the other woman couldn't really be Jen, she was far too fictional. She had just sucked this woman expertly as well, when was the last time that she sucked a man's cock? There was no way she was that practiced, and she wasn't that much of a loser to watch pornos online to try and get tips on how to pleasure a man better. It was the man's job to pleasure her, she wasn't their slave. To Jenni though, she had been a slave, and loved that she made the other woman feel good. That clearly meant that this was a dream and that the cum she drank down from the woman's fuck stick was all fake. "See... like just you thinking about like sucking me... you drinking my cum... is turning me on again..." Jenni said between soft moans as she continued to toy with her fat nipples. Her cock throbbed and began to grow excitedly. Jen licked her lips and teetered on her feet, realizing that the other woman's hand had been the only thing keeping her stable, "maybe if you put your ass in the air again I can fuck that little pussy of yours and cum inside of your body. Maybe I could even cum in your ass if you want instead." Jenni's voice escalated at the end of each sentence. Jen could feel herself growing even more aroused. How was it that she was so sexually hungry? Jen felt her cheeks burn even hotter red, if that was possible. She didn't quite understand what was driving her, but she moved backwards to the edge of the bed. Jen sat back feeling her nether regions heating up again with excitement. Since this was all a dream maybe she could let the woman pound her little pussy. It wasn't going to be that big of a deal if she had sex dreams. What harm could it do every now and again? Besides, she wasn't really going to go around masturbating all day long, and having an exhilarating dream like this every now and again could be a good thing. She thought about what it would be like having that massive dong in her body and then shivered. She realized there was no way that was going to fit into her little body. It was at least five to six times bigger than any man's cock she had ever seen. "Like don't worry about size or anything. My cum is special, and you did drink so much of it and stuff. It is going to make my little friend here fit easier into your body. Also the more precum I have the easier it will be to slide it all the way in so we can like hump your brains out. Then you can be all sparkles and sunshine on the inside like I am." Jenni said as she released a hold of one of her massive tits. She threaded her fingers around her cock and began to stroke it, coaxing out a large drop of precum. Jen felt her jaw drop, but no words could come out. She was feeling too aroused thinking of what it would be like to have that thick cock rubbing in and out of her nether regions. She could only imagine what the feeling of the seed pumping into her body would be like. She scooted back on the bed, so her legs hung over the edge and she spread them excitedly. The air felt cold against her burning pussy. There was a musky scent of Jenni and her arousal that filtered up to her nose. It was intoxicating. Jen propped herself up on her elbows and looked up the other woman with wide eyes. She didn't understand why she was so willing to try this, but for some reason it felt natural and right. It was a dream and Jen was doing the right thing. She wanted to just let this woman abuse her little body. She wanted to be Jenni. The thought sent a ripple of pleasure through her. She wanted to have a big fat cock like the one Jenni was carrying around. She wanted one hanging off her own little body. Another wave of pleasure. It felt good to think about what Jenni wanted her to have. Jenni said they were the same person. Maybe believing and wanting to be like the other woman could make her feel better. She dreamed about cumming every single day, masturbating a big cock and kneading fat tits. Jen felt her pussy shiver and she let out a hot moan as she orgasmed. Jenni hadn't even touched her yet, and she was already cumming just thinking about being like this other woman. She felt something else click in her head. She wanted to be a little slut. It wasn't that she wanted Jenni right now; it was that she wanted to be like Jenni as well. She also wanted to have a cock stuffed every single hole she had. What would it be like to have a cock in her mouth, a cock in her ass, and cock in her pussy while she stuffed another girl's pussy with her own? She wanted to have every single imaginable orifice pleasured. Jen shivered again as she felt another orgasm building inside of her. "Like... because you and I are the same person, this is going to be so much better. One day you're going to be like me with big old tits and a nice shapely body and you can fuck like all the women that you want! You can like even fuck that tease of a slut Tiffany at your work. She is always wearing tight blouses showing off her massive rack. I bet she just likes it dirty too. I'm sure that she would love to be bent over grabbing on the floor as you fuck her little ass." Jenni said moving towards the edge of the bed, still stroking her cock with her other hand, Jen's fingers gripped into the comforter with anticipation. It was too much for her, she came again just thinking about Tiffany bent over for her. Jen's mind was failing even further; she tipped back on the bed her arms giving out from the ecstasy. She wanted more though, she needed more in fact. She lifted a hand to her breast and began to toy with her nipple excitedly. She was so horny that she didn't care how she looked to anyone right now. Her legs were spread to the walls, one hand idly drawing circles on her tummy while she flicked at her erect nipple with the other. She was going to be fucked like the dirty girl she was, and she loved it, "Jenni.... Fuck me." She begged out in a whisper. Jenni stepped forward, a big smile on her lips her full luscious lips. She let go of her breast for the first time since Jen had seen her in her room. She moved her hand to the base of her cock and the other that was once stroking it lined the tip up with Jen's small pussy. Jen's eyes grew wide with shock and surprise, "I thought that you said you were going to fuck my ass..." Jen said moaning out a bit as Jenni brushed the tip of her massive cock head up and down along her clit. "It's okay, we need to go here first because it'll make it like feel better and stuff." She said moving her cock. She pushed forward against Jen's clit. Jen let out another excited moan and slapped her other hand up kneading her erect nipples between her forefinger and thumbs. Jenni pushed forward again getting Jen to moan out again. It was so powerful to have a massive cock like that pushing at the edge of her body. Jen just wanted to feel what it would be like inside, and she realized that she really was ready for whatever was going to happen. She was ready to become one with Jenni. The other woman let out a giggle, Jen moaned out as the head of Jenni's cock found the entrance to her tight snatch. She nearly screamed out as the thick veined surface split her aching body. Her toes curled and her hands cupped her tits excitedly. It was more than she had been ready for, it was perfect. Her eyes rolled back into her head. She began squealing with pleasure as the entirety of Jenni's cock slid into her little tiny pussy. The other woman grunted when their hips rubbed against each other. Jenni smiled back down at Jen who had her eyes shut. She wiggled her hips a bit, eliciting moans from the other woman. Her cock had easily found its way to the back of Jen's willing body. She and Jenni were becoming one. Jen wanted to be Jenni. Jenni pulled her cock back, and there was a sudden empty feeling that Jen couldn't quite explain, and with a forceful thrust Jenni was hilted again. A slapping sound echoed in the room, and Jen's screams of pleasure covered it up quickly. Jenni moaned out as well. They were truly one, and Jen felt pleasure surge through her that told her she loved it. Jenni began to pick up speed and Jen's tight pussy clamped down on the intruders cock in an excited orgasm. She sat up grunting as Jenni kept her pace of fucking. Propped up on her elbows Jen was able to watch as the other woman's thick cock slipped in and out of her little body. It was so exciting that she nearly toppled back down to the bed in ecstasy. She reached her hands up and latched onto Jenni's swaying utters. They were so full and smooth. It felt perfect to have such knead-able flesh spill between her fingertips. No wonder Jenni didn't want to let them go, Jen couldn't resist touching them herself. She leaned herself back up and took hold of one of her massive tits. Jen popped an erect nipple into her mouth and began to suck on Jenni's breast. The woman who was excitedly and expertly fucking her tight pussy shuttered and let out an excited moan of pleasure. Her once perfect rhythm was thrown off by Jen's intruding mouth. Jenni thrust forward hard once again, and Jen let out an excited scream around the thick mouthful of flesh. She dropped back down and pressed her hands to her legs spreading them further apart, trying to make her pussy tighter for Jenni. She wanted the other woman to feel just as good as she was. She could only imagine what it would be like to have that big of a cock aching to cum into a tight little twat. Jen still couldn't see how they were the same person, but would it be crazy of her to want to be the same? She wanted to be a woman with a cock, massive tits, bleach blonde hair, and tanned skin. How could she be like this? How could she want all this? Jenni begin to rock her hips in a rough circular motion, and all the thoughts in Jen's head flooded away from her in an instant. It didn't matter to her, she was with Jenni right now and all that mattered was cum. The sound of slapping skin on skin echoed around the room. There was a slick squelching sound as a hard stiff meaty cock was slammed into Jen's tight wet pussy. She loved the sound. She loved the feeling. Jen's eyes crossed as she felt another rough orgasm shiver across her body. She could feel the moisture running down her thighs from the copious amounts of cum she was producing. Jenni hadn't even orgasmed, but somehow she felt wet from all the excitement. This wasn't real, but she wanted it to be real. She wanted this to be really happening to her. She never would have imagined saying that this would happen to her, she had never really had a sex dream before... but here she was enjoying every last second of it. She was almost begging for the other woman to cum now. She wanted to feel the seed pour into her body. Jen moved her hands to Jenni's hips and she began to rock forward each time Jenni slid into her body. The sound of their hips colliding increased and Jenni let out another excited moan. She wanted to know that she was making Jenni happy. She wanted to be a good little cock slut for this woman. She closed her eyes again as she felt her orgasm swelling again. As Jenni rocked forward her hips began to shake. She was beginning to lose control and it only added more pleasure to Jen. Jen was doing a good job for the other woman. Her little body was doing as commanded. She reached her hands up again and squeezed the thick nubs erupting from the other woman's tits. She kneaded the skin back and forth gently in her finger and thumb. Jenni moaned out and Jen could tell they were going to climax in unison. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 04 Much to Jen's surprise Jenni thrust forward again, pushing their hips together... and then it happened. Jenni let out a loud moan and Jen moaned out as well. A torrent of cum flooded into Jen's body. She could feel it pumping and pumping her thick luscious seed she tasted earlier. The salty flavor was still on her lips from sucking Jenni's cock. She wanted more inside of her. She wanted to be full from every angle possible. Jenni continue to pump her luscious seed into Jen's body. Her stomach began to swell as wave after wave of cum sloshed into her pleasure filled cunt. Jen tried to sit up in horror, but she couldn't. There was too much weight on her. Jenni's eyes were pinched shut, her mouth partially opened as more cream filled Jen's little body. She cried out as her body swelled and stretched to accommodate the massive amount of cum. She was going to get pregnant from this other woman. When Jen thought that the other woman was done, she was sorely mistaken. More of the seed splashed into her body. She felt full and sick. Her head began to spin and leap. Jenni pulled her cock free from Jen's tight body, which was now swollen with her torrent of cum. Jenni's hands grabbed at the tip of her cock and she stroked herself, more cum dripping from the angry red tip. Jen's body was coated in the stuff. It splashed all over her breasts and skin. Her stretched stomach gurgled in delight, and all Jen could do was lie there and take a bath in the other woman's cum. The other woman did warn her that she could cum for hours. The last stands of cum splashed onto Jen's thighs and Jenni's cock finally fell limp in her hands. She stepped back admiring her work and Jen opened her eyes, her fingers quickly darted up to her stomach. She looked as though she was five months pregnant with all the cum that was poured into her body. Her hands were coated in the other woman's seed and she spread her fingers apart watching the strands between her fingers with an open mouth. Suddenly the cum began to dissolve into Jen's body. Jen scooted back, feeling swollen and disoriented from cumming so many times. Her legs ached from keeping them spread for so long. The cum trail on the bed was gone, and the goo that was once covering her thighs was absorbed into her body. She shrieked out in horror looking up at the other woman with a confused gaze, "What is going on?" "It is like fine, my cum is different. No you aren't pregnant... you are just like full of my little friends. Don't worry though they will go away soon, and you can like enjoy what they do to you. They are kinda naughty though... while they make changes and stuff you will get all horny. Oh and your tits will get bigger too. I just can't wait 'til you have a cock though. Maybe next time they will find a way to make you grow one." Jenni giggled out licking the rest of the cum off her fingers happily. "I thought that you said this was all a dream!" Jen shouted incredulously. "It is silly." Jenni said, and Jen's eyes began to grow hazy. Soon darkness overtook her. She felt warm and soft. She felt calm and smooth. She sat up quickly and was greeted by natural light spilling in from the window in the corner of the room. She whipped the sheets off her body looking down at her naked figure. Everything was intact, and she wasn't pregnant. She gave out a sigh of relief and looked over at the clock on her nightstand. It was seven thirty in the morning. It was much later than she normally slept, but yesterday being as ill as she was... it didn't matter though. She was going to go to work, and try to forget about that fucked up dream she just had. She rubbed her stomach once or twice, confirming that she really wasn't stuffed with that fictitious woman's seed. She climbed out of bed, feeling a bit dizzy, and made her way to the bathroom. Her legs were sore and her ass felt sore for some reason. She decided to skip the shower for the day, but she looked at herself in the mirror. She felt her jaw drop with surprise. Her breasts looked much fuller than before. She reached her hands up and cupped them. She gave out a soft moan, and felt her pussy grow warm. She never indulged in touching herself, but this was shocking. They were at least a cup size bigger than yesterday. It had to be something like the measles. Was she current on her shots? She shook her head and decided to stop admiring herself. She tried to move quickly to her room, but her legs were stiff like she had been running for hours and forgot to stretch afterwards. She dug through her closet trying to find an outfit, but her clothing didn't fit quite right. She couldn't get the top three buttons of any of the blouses she owned to button up. She also couldn't fit into any of her bras. Dejectedly she tossed another useless bra to the ground and decided that she would skip wearing one for the day and wear a jacket. If no one paid close attention to her they wouldn't notice that she was dressed like a whore. She put on her makeup, and while rolling her hair into a tight bun she saw her roots were lighter than normal. She leaned into the mirror and got a good view of her bosom from the tight top she was wearing. She stamped her foot and let go of her hair. If she wore the tight bun everyone would notice that she didn't dye her hair, or that it needed a touch up. She also wasn't lesbian... and not that conceited. She couldn't figure out why she was admiring her own rack as much as she was. She turned away from the mirror and decided to give up on herself. She must still be sick from whatever it was yesterday. It was probably something in the creamer, or coffee machine. The maintenance man had stopped taking care of it recently. She thought it was because it was a personal device that he didn't want to get in trouble for messing with it... who was to say what kind of mold or bacteria were crawling all over on it. It could also have been Tiffany. That woman came into her office and helped clean up after her, and even took her home. She shook her head, and instantly regretted doing so. She had a splitting headache, and she still felt tired as though she hadn't slept a wink the night before. Jen's mind was consumed by some of the conversation she had with the dream woman. She kept trying to put it out of her mind, but couldn't seem to help herself. She enjoyed what they had talked about. Fucking Tiffany bent over with a massive cock. She stamped her foot again and went outside to her car. She went to unlock the doors but realized that she didn't have her keys. She tried to get into her house but realized the door was locked as well. She went around to the back and found her hidden key in the rock she kept by the back door. They say not to do that, but she didn't really care, "I have never had to do this. I feel like I just made a stupid bimbo... I am no bimbo dammit." She said angrily as she scooped up her keys from the inside of the house. She went back to her car and felt herself growing aroused as her mind began to pour over the night before once again. She was so confused... but she was also extremely aroused. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 05 The drive to her office was quite uneventful. Jen had to constantly battle back sexual urges, or thinking about how strange it felt to have her breasts pressing against the unfamiliar fabric of her shirt. Each time she turned a corner, she would be reminded that they were a little swollen from her illness. While sitting at a traffic light near the offices, she saw a bubbly looking blonde with large swaying pigtails and a pink tank top crossing the street, "How did this little ditz find her way into the land of the grown-ups?" Jen said chuckling under her breath as the girl idly moved across the street before her gaze. Jen felt her eyes following the girl. Her skirt flipped perfectly with each step she took, showing off the cute pair of pink panties she had on underneath. Jen's mouth watered and she realized she was almost craning her neck to watch the dumb blonde walking. She shook her head and tried not to focus on the strange girl. Jen was not a lesbian and she didn't appreciate her mouth watering whenever she saw a pair of tits. She felt the surge of electric pleasure pulsate in her pussy as she thought about holding onto a pair last night between her lips. A horn honking behind her nearly gave her a heart attack. "I bet that girl sucks a cock a day." She said out loud to her car as she moved through the intersection. She felt proud of being able to belittle the strange girl, but she could still picture the blonde woman stripping down to a pink pair of panties that was covered with ribbons, with a lacy top, barely covering erect nipples. Jen's mouth watered again and she felt her cheeks growing warm. She moved a bit in her seat from the discomfort of her sudden arousal... "I actually bet that those soft tits get a good cum bath every day too." She said, her voice growing airy and her pussy burning even further, "they are nice enough that I could probably suck on them for hours." She licked her lips and shifted her legs again feeling heat welling between her legs. "What the fuck am I doing!?" She shouted to her car. There was no way that she was daydreaming about that little bimbo girl. She was a professional, with a high profile career. She couldn't be idly spending her time daydreaming about a blonde slut... or her being attracted to women for that matter. It was as though she wasn't as in much control of her thoughts as she had once been. She shook her head again and tried to focus on getting to her office in safety, before her wandering mind got her into a wreck. She arrived at the parking garage, and stationed her vehicle in its usual marked spot. There were a few less cars today, and she attributed that to some sort of illness that was spreading in the building. She couldn't have been the only one that got sick yesterday. As she got out of the car she felt her body bounce in an unfamiliar way. Her breasts were not being held back by the usual tight strapped bra. They jiggled freely in her blouse, and her nipples rubbed excitedly on the fabric. Her face turned red and she adjusted the small jacket that was covering her erect nipples. She just had to make it into her office and no one would notice. Truly she could have gone to a store... but the only good stores where she bought her clothing from opened at nine o'clock and she wasn't going to settle for less than her usual dress and attire. She defiantly stepped away from her car, feeling her breasts bounce and shake with each step. Her hips seemed to sway a bit more than usual today also. Whatever got her sick was making her bloat in the most bizarre ways. Each step she took made her pussy burn hotter though, and she found herself biting her lip trying to get the thought out of her mind. She stepped into the elevator and selected her level of the building. She already knew the people she was going to see. There would be the receptionist, though he was always browsing the web or listening to a radio. She would probably pass a janitor, since that man was always on their floor for some reason that she could never understand. That is why she always had to use the men's restroom for her Monday escapades with the executives. In order to get to the top of a business, you always had to do something that you didn't really like doing all that much. Then there would be the tirade of questions from a few underlings who thought they could easily get into her position and run the branch better than she. Jen shook her head preparing for what was about to happen. She reached a hand up and held onto the small jacket she had donned that morning. When the familiar ding of the elevator announced the level she arrived at, she stepped out and briskly walked towards her office. Each step she took felt exaggerated, and her breasts bounced heavily against her hand. She could feel moisture gathering in her panties from her now longing pussy. It was as though she hadn't had sex in over a year. The receptionist didn't lift his eyes from the paperwork that was scattered on his desk. It was an excuse for him to stare at his cell phone instead of work. He had a hidden stand next to his monitor. When Jen passed by she looked over her shoulder to see on the small phone screen a woman pulling a large glass dildo in and out of her pussy. The receptionist was actually watching porn at his desk! Jen felt her face flush and she quickly looked back in front of her. She pictured the girls open mouth as she pushed and pulled the dildo in and out. She shook her head once again trying to get the sexual image out of her mind. How many times were people doing things like this at her office? As she walked by a desk she saw a woman reading a page on her browser, and Jen made out the first few sentences. The words that stood out to her were pussy, cock, suck, and ass. The woman had the audacity to actually be reading pornographic material as well. This whole office was in shambles for a reason. Everyone was acting out sexually, and doing it so openly. Jen shivered and she began to dream about having a cock stuff itself happily into her little puckered asshole. What if Jenni did that to her and she was able to lick the tits on the blonde that she saw crossing the road earlier that morning. Jen nearly tripped when she rounded the corner toward her office door. When she nearly arrived at her office door Tiffany popped up in her vision, "Hi Ms. Parks. How are you feeling today? You gave me too much money last night for the cab ride and I brought you the change. Did you want me to do anything for you today? I didn't think you would be coming in this morning." Her sentences ran together as though she had forgotten how to hold a conversation with a person. Jen lifted her hand to her temple and looked at the woman who had a pleading gaze in her eyes. Her left hand stood open with the change from the money she had given her the night before. Jen sighed and removed her hand from her temple, the other hand still holding onto her jacket trying not to expose her chest that was now heaving against her hand anxiously. Tiffany was actually very cute, if she took off her glasses and let her hair down. Jen could actually picture her with something more revealing than a blouse and cute skirt. She blushed as Tiffany placed the money in her palm and stepped back. "I am still not feeling that great, if you could tell anyone that wants to talk to me to wait a while until my headache cools that would be perfect." Jen said stepping to the side of Tiffany, "Thank you for the change by the way, I appreciate the help you gave me." She said coldly under her breath hoping that Tiffany didn't' hear what she had just said. She didn't want the stupid woman to take advantage of her thinking that she lost her cool because she got sick once, and Tiffany had to drive her home. She was authoritative, and in command. People just didn't go up to her and make her suck their cock for nothing. Though Jenni didn't even ask... she just stood there while Jen took a stomach load of sperm. Tiffany's eyes glazed for a second while she watched Jen step into her office. The woman was a fool; she could tell that she wasn't going to get through to that little bitch anytime soon. She figured that last night whatever was said was probably due to her not feeling well. ****** Tiffany quickly turned to head back to her desk. The perfume that Jen decided to wear today was intoxicating. Tiffany felt her head spinning as she stepped, almost awkwardly back their desk. It was as if she hadn't walked in years. As she padded her way along the aisle she felt her nipples push roughly against her clothing. Her body began to heat, and she realized that she was growing aroused. Was it because of Jen's perfume? Or was it some reaction to the bacteria she had put in Jen's creamer? She hadn't worn a mask and probably inhaled some form of it, but would she really show symptoms or anything of the sort? She shook her head and sat down at her desk, crossing her legs trying to forget about what she was feeling or what was going on in her head. Jen couldn't know that she found her more attractive today, because that would give away what she had done. Tiffany wheeled around to her desk and began to type on the examination document. Perhaps today she could find out a bit more from Jen to see what was going on with the alterations and transformations brought on by the bacteria. While she was typing on the document, a messenger icon popped up in the corner of her screen. Diana had four exclamation points written in with nothing else. Tiffany felt a surge of panic. What if Diana got exposed or worse... what if they were shutting down the department because they discovered a missing sample. She typed back quickly and furiously trying to get a coherent response. -The Real Princess 8:34 AM!!!! -Tiff 8:35 AM Diana what is going on? -The Real Princess 8:35 AM The Specimen has produced a second anomaly alongside her current one. -Tiff 8:36 AM What the fuck do you mean? -The Real Princess 8:36 AM I mean she grew a second dick. I don't know when but as of this morning she has been hyperactive and humping everything she can. -The Real Princess 8:36 AM I put another female specimen into the tank with her and the female has submitted to the Emily. -The Real Princess 8:37 AM I think that the new mouse is starting to change color, but that could be from all the semen that Emily is pumping out. -The Real Princess 8:38 AM I don't even know where all of it is coming from either. I am afraid they are going to drown -The Real Princess 8:38 AM This isn't a joke. -The Real Princess 8:38 AM Shit I have to go, call me later. -Tiff 8:38 AM Diana!? -Tiff 8:38 AM Hey Diana! -The Real Princess has logged out 8:40 AM Tiffany's head began to whirl out of control. She drugged her boss. She took that bacteria without knowing any of its properties and administered it to Jen. Jen Parks. The woman really was a bitch, but this was beyond what she had imagined when she pulled that vial from the lab. She had expected the other woman to get sick, but what if she starts doing what Emily the mouse is doing? There was no way that could happen though. Women can't just grow a phallus and go around fucking everything they see. Besides from what Diana was saying Emily didn't produce her anomaly until after twenty four hours, and Jen had just passed twenty four hours with no result. Emily the mouse was probably administered a smaller dose. Tiffany shook her head and stood up in her cubicle looking over at the smoked glass of Jen Parks office. There was no movement inside, but the door was firmly shut. She sat down and began to drum her fingers on the desk. Before Jen left tonight she was going to have to check on her. She needed more data so she could log and note anything strange going on with Jen. ****** Jen sat down in her office chair, the door clicked into place quietly. Her office was tranquil and perfect for meditation. She could probably overcome whatever was going on in her mind with some form of meditation. There were people reading, or watching porn at work... that was absurd. They were probably doing something else and her mind decided to play a trick on her and make her believe that she saw something sexual. She turned the chair around to face the wall, so if anyone walked in they wouldn't get a good look at her. She finally let go of her jacket and looked down at herself. She really did look like a whore. Her top buttons undone exposing a healthy amount of her cleavage. She closed her eyes, and the blonde girl crossing the road pranced across her vision. Jen tried to get the visage out of her mind, and then Tiffany was standing next to her at the desk, though Tiffany was dressed in the blonde girls' clothing. A tight revealing tank top, and her hair was done up in pigtails. Tiffany pulled off her glasses and bit one of the arms seductively. She turned and bent forward, exposing a cute red thong flowed around her sex perfectly. "Hey Jen want to like fuck me?" She said, but the voice wavered and seemed distant to Jen. She stood up from her desk and tried to chase after the image of Tiffany. She did want to fuck the girl. What was wrong with her? As she ran the office stretched beyond her and soon she was surrounded by white. The trance she had started was actually working, though it had some strange interlude that she didn't expect. Soon the world of white turned dark, but it wasn't the usual black. It felt like she had pinched her eyes shut and small colors were blossoming in the darkness. Something didn't seem right to her about this meditation session. She felt warmth around her, and there was a pressure against her face she wasn't quite sure what it meant. "Guess who?" A familiar voice whispered in her ear. She knew who it was without thinking at all. There was a sudden pressure of flesh on her back. A hard prod indicated that whoever it was didn't bother to wear clothing. Jen leaped forward away from the grip on her face and whirled around to see a massive cockhead right at eye level. It smelled intoxicating and she could still remember the taste on her lips. It was the last thing that she had wanted to see during a meditation session at work. "If it isn't the other me..." Jen said moving her vision upwards to get a better look at the second time intruder. Jenni smiled back down with her full plump lips, a hunger flashing in her eyes. She traced a finger up her side and shivered excitedly, her nipples pushing out into the air. Her cock bobbed a bit, and a large drop of precum dripped from the tip. "Your office is like so nice and such, but I think you could use a bit more color. You seem to like white and grey don't you?" She said tipping her head. Jen looked down and realized that she was in her office still, and Jenni was standing on her desk admiring the room. If anyone outside could see through the fogged glass, they could easily make out the figure of a nude woman with a massive dick. Jenni giggled and her thick breasts jiggled with excitement, Jen's face warmed as she realized she was growing so aroused from the entire scene. Jenni hopped down, her breasts bouncing with exaggeration and she walked around the room. She seemed to have grown taller since the last time she saw her. She was at least five feet nine inches. Was that possible? Of course it was... this woman was a dream girl, she didn't have the limits or boundaries of normal people. She was fake. Jen shut her eyes and tried to get the woman out of the room. Was she going schizophrenic? She was in her office, and there was a person in the room that didn't exist. She couldn't just run out into the hall and ask if someone was standing there, it would make her look even more insane than she wanted to. "Why the hell are you here? You are... were... you're a dream. You were a strange fucked up fever dream from last night. You are not supposed to be at my work!" Jen barked out angrily at the intruder. Her legs wavered and she realized that each step that Jenni took while admiring the room made her cock swing. As her breasts and cock swayed in her vision, Jen could feel her mouth watering. Could all this be an anticipation she had been looking forward to? She shook her head trying to get herself out of the trance she was falling into. "Jen, Jen, Jen..." Jenni sighed out turning around and grabbing a hold of the other woman in a warm embrace. Jen's face pressed into her massive tits, she thought that she was going to suffocate between the soft flesh. Jenni's prick pushed up against Jen's stomach leaving a trail of precum where it rubbed. She melted happily in the woman's warm embrace. Had she been anticipating something like this all along? "I like told you I am part of you. If you think I am a dream that is fine, but I am not going anywhere silly." She sang out to the ceiling. Jen wanted to quiet her incase this wasn't a dream. The people in the office would be able to hear her easily, "But like let's get out of this little dank office. I think I can do something much better. This cold room doesn't suit what we will be doing well." She squeezed Jen closer into a hug, Jen sighed in comfort as her face was pressed between the woman's massive breasts. Jen felt warm water roiling against her legs. It was soft and didn't seem to bother her that she had just been introduced to liquid. She stepped back from Jenni's embrace and was greeted by a beautiful scene. The world was mostly white, there was steam rising gently from the pool that she was standing in. Thick white tiles plated the pool floor; there were four steps with railing that led from the center where she and Jenni stood. There was a tiki bar area, which stood empty. Ten chairs sat in a row along one side of the pool, while a hot tub bubbled nearby. The water she stood in was warm though, probably a water yoga therapy pool. This had to be a spa. The open sky stood above her and she could see palm trees blowing in a warm breeze. It felt like she was in the most wonderful place on earth. She looked down and realized that she was standing completely nude. This had to be a dream if she transported from her office to a Spa in some distant island and was completely naked. Had she passed out while at work? Hopefully no one noticed her mental absence. She did request that no one bother her for a while... maybe the other office drones wouldn't notice her sleeping away at her desk. The water boiled against her leg and she looked down at the surface. It was murky and had a shiny hue that didn't seem like a liquid you would normally find in a pool. Something clicked in her head. The smell was intoxicating and familiar. "What the... What the hell?" Jen shouted out when she lifted a hand from the thick surface of the liquid. Cum. It was a giant pool of bubbling cum that was moving and boiling against her legs happily. Her mind was hazy and she could help but bring her hand to her mouth and lick the seed from her fingertips. She felt a shiver run down her spine. She raised another hand to her breast and kneaded the flesh, spreading the cum across her nipples happily. What was she doing? She quickly dropped her hands to her sides and gritted her teeth, trying to hold back the urge to dunk her face in the liquid and drink it up. "Like I thought you would like it this time! It isn't as salty like the last bit I made for you to drink up from my cock! It kinda tastes like a familiar cream don't ya think..." Jenni said looking down at the liquid that she was standing in. She was proud of herself for what Jen was attracted to. She leaned forward and realized that the pool smelt and tasted just like the creamer she had so happily drank down the other day. She pressed her hands together in the liquid and scooped up a copious amount to her lips. She drank it down, splashing some of the liquid down her body. It was more than intoxicating. It was better than anything she had ever had in her entire life. She dipped her hand again and drank more, and couldn't help but go back for a third handful. She was like a greedy kid at a candy store that couldn't help but snag up fistfuls of chocolate and stuff it into her mouth. She began to shake and liquid her fingertips clean. Jenni laughed and dipped her hands in the liquid and splashed Jen with a hefty handful, some of the thick sweet tasting cream into her mouth. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 05 "You are such a dirty little slut aren't you? Drinking the cum that Mimi and I put together for you. She is going to be like so happy for you!" Jenni chirped still splashing liquid over at Jen. Jen's mind was numbed as she continued to drink down more of the pools warm liquid. She was too intoxicated by its scent and flavor to even care what was being said. She sat up dropping a handful of the cum. "Wait... Mi...Mi? Who is that?" She said trying to recover from the strange feeling that washed over her from drinking the strange pool of liquid. "Mimi is the one who helped me fill up this pool silly. I couldn't have done all this by myself!" Jenni said giggling, her massive breasts bouncing. Jen's mouth watered and she found herself moving towards the large woman. She was covered up to her belly button in the liquid so walking was made difficult. Each step she took she could feel her pussy burning with desire. She tried to will herself to stop. She tried to think of a way to make her body not react so openly to sexual acts that she herself didn't even know that she liked or wanted to do. "Wait, you mean... you mean that this is your cum... and someone else's... mixed together?" Jen said while still moving toward Jenni. Her voice shook and sounded lusty to her ears. She stopped in the pool when something warm slid against her leg. Her nether region burned with pleasure and she let out a moan. She spread her feet apart and the pleasure washed over her again. Jenni was doing something but Jen couldn't quite point out what was going on. "Yuppers!" She said bouncing on her tip toes in the liquid. Her breasts waved up and down happily in front of Jen's eyes, but the pleasure washing over her lower half was too much to bear. She couldn't latch onto one of the other woman's tits like she had wanted to, "Me and Mimi were just like so horny waiting for you that, and we just sat here getting each other off!" Jenni continued with her chipper sweet voice. The smell of the pool got to Jen's nose and she reached down and slurped up another handful, a wave of pleasure washed over her pussy again. "But this is... has to be at least... three feet deep... h-how could anyone make that much cum?!" Jen said moaning out gently not realized how much she enjoyed whatever was happening to her. "Jen you're like, so silly!" Jenni sang out in that bimbo tone of hers, "This isn't that much to be honest." Jenni sat back in the pool and splayed her arms out along one of the edges. Her breasts topped the surface like islands in the middle of an ocean. They were so full and beautiful, "Mimi was pretty horny, but I am sure we could like make way more if we had time. This was only like two or three hours' worth...mmmm..." Jenni stopped in the middle of her sentence and pinched her eyes shut. The cum around Jen's legs grew warm and she looked up in surprise at Jenni. The pool began to fill further and the liquid touched at the bottom of Jen's unfamiliar chest. She was still not used to the fact that her breasts had swelled in size since yesterday, but whatever was going on the pool she was in raised at least another half a foot. Jenni moaned and writhed against the wall, her face turning red and her fingertips gripping at the granite tile. "Are you alright?" Jen asked out still shocked by how full the pool was growing from Jenni. She was cumming so much that the pool was nearly at four feet by the time she opened her eyes and let out a soft sigh. "Yup! Yup!" Jenni said suddenly without any regard to what just happen a minute ago, "Don't worry though it is just my little sperm friends in the bath. They have... a mind of their own and decide when they want to play around and such." Jenni said giggling out and dipping her mouth into the surface of the pool that sat below her chin. Jen couldn't help but follow her example and dipped her face forward into the surface. It felt so smooth against her lips and neck. She opened her mouth and swallowed down a healthy amount. Another spike of pleasure made her curl her toes. She spread her legs a bit more giving whatever it was more access to her little pussy. She opened her eyes in shock and looked up at Jenni. She pulled her face free from the cum bath and stepped forward feeling more pleasure shoot through her. "Huh? What do you mean play around?" Jen asked feeling another wave of pleasure wash over her. She moaned out and looked up at Jenni, surprise clearly marked on her face. "Well..." Jenni started, "The Sperm that Mimi and I have like isn't like other peoples. They really, really like to make more of themselves." She said putting a finger to the side of her plump lips. She tilted her head and Jen watched as Jenni's cheeks turned red from further arousal "They like to do totally sneaky things, too!" "Sneaky... sneaky how?" Jen said still feeling the strange pleasure wash over her body. Was it the fact that she was standing in cum or was it this strange sperm that was causing her body to react this way? Was she absorbing it into her skin like she did last night or was the 'so called sneaky sperm' doing something to her? "They like to crawl up into my dick and churn around in my balls. And then they like make me cum more so they can have friends and stuff..." Jenni said giggling and moaning out, "Mimi's is kinda causing me to grow another prostate inside of my cock!" She nearly shouted out. Jen could tell that something different was going on in Jenni's body. She shivered and moaned out in pleasure. "Wait...What?!" Jen said realizing she was moving closer to the other woman as if on command, "You have multiple prostates...." her words trailed off as something smooth brushed against her puckered ass. There definitely was something moving around in the roiling pool of cum that she couldn't see. This couldn't be real. It had to be fake. Who the fuck would want this? Jen realized that she was leaning forward and spreading her legs again, giving whatever it was easier access to her backside. Her mouth opened and she lapped liquid from the pool happily. It was so easy. It was so simple. Get fucked, feel good, fuck someone else, drink cum, slurp cum, cum yourself, get fucked. The life was perfect. She could live like this. It was too bad that it was a dream. Jen felt her eyes widen with shock and horror. She was starting to slip into the same strange mental state as last night, this time though she wasn't tipsy like she had been drinking for hours on end. Jenni's face showed more pleasure and she moaned out happily against the pool, "Mmmhmm, I've got three so far but, like I said, Mimi's little cum kids are forcing me to grow another one." Jenni opened her mouth, and from what Jen could tell she was on the verge of another body rocking orgasm. Drool spilled out at the corner of her mouth and she shivered again, "It'll be here soon... I can feel it... it's like, getting bigger, every time a new one forms I cum out of control for like six or seven minutes." She said pinching her eyes shut. Jen's own pussy burned as she watched the scene unwrap before her. Whatever was rubbing against her puckered asshole was dipping and swirling in the entrance. It hadn't quite penetrated, but it was teasing her. She reached her hands back and spread her legs further. She grabbed her ass cheeks and opened them exposing her ass to whatever it was in the liquid. "Is that what just happened to you a minute ago?" Jen asked moaning out as the thing continued to play around with her body. Was this really one of Mimi's or Jenni's sperm that was doing this, or was this another dream? She couldn't let go of her ass no matter what it was. Something in her mind wasn't responding when she tried to will herself to climb out of the pool. She enjoyed whatever was going on, but at the same time it scared her senseless. "Oh yeah!" Jenni said bucking her hips forward. Jen could see a murky outline of Jenni's massive cock in the liquid, "Mimi's little buddies are swimming around inside my sack, right now." She said closing her eyes and moaning out between her sentences, "I can feel them bumping and grinding inside of them...oh... my balls... I'm, like, gonna grow another pair of those soon, too." "That's... that's fucked up..." Jen said moaning out as the thing dipped into her ass and wiggled around gently. Her eyes shot open and she gave a start, "Wait, I've been standing in this shit for over ten minutes!" She darted to the staircase and clambered out of the liquid. The intruder that was toying at her ass was no longer there when she made her way onto the edge of the pool. She reached her hands back trying to wipe away the excess cum that was collected on her pussy and asshole, "What's this shit going to do to me?" Jen said in horror. Jenni looked up confused at Jen, "Why did you get out, didn't it like feel good and stuff?" Jen frowned down at the sex hungry slut, "If you are going to grow more balls and prostates in wherever the fuck this so called 'sperm' wants you to, what the fuck is it going to do to me?" She growled out. "Oh, nothing much." Jenni said, the pleasure on her face had subsided and Jen figured that the woman had yet another orgasm in the roiling liquid, "You're body isn't the same as mine and Mimi's yet." she said as she spun around to rest her head and arms on the pool's rim, "But, as the sperm inside your body start to, like, figure you out; they'll start to push you along to where I'm at." She smiled and licked her lips a little. "You'll change faster if you like, feed from the source though!" Jenni pulled herself onto the pool's edge. Jen tried to move backward but fell hard over one of the chairs that sat along the edge. She gave out a grunt when her bare ass hit the ground. As she scooted backwards on her palms she ran into another spilling pair of tits. She could tell they were by the smell and feeling against the back of her neck. "Mimi!" Jenni shouted out bouncing happily on her toes. Jen felt her eyes widen and she tried to turn to see the other woman. Mimi stood up from her crouched position. She was an amazon of a woman. She stood well over six feet. She had rich brown caramel skin that shone gently in the sun. Jen scooted back from her, and she got a clear view of the woman's body. She had breasts that couldn't even be measured by normal cup standards at any lingerie shop. She had a hefty ball sack that swung proudly as she moved. They were mammoth sized compared to any man's she had ever seen before in her life. They were at least the size of Tennis balls. Mimi's licked her massive lips that looked powerful enough to get any man off in just a matter of seconds. The hair that spilled down her back and partly over her shoulders was a deep shade of red. It had a cute curl to it that gave it more bounce with each movement she made. It appeared to be the only hair on her entire body, besides her eyebrows of course. Jen's cheeks warmed when she felt her eyes stop on each massive tit that swung before her. They had a nipple on each that made a child's nursing bottle look small and dainty. There was a strange liquid dripping from each nipple, as though she was ready for someone to suckle on her massive breasts. Her midsection looked like someone had tied an extremely tight corset on her for years and finally took it off. The part that caught Jen's eye and made her jaw drop was the pair of thick cocks pouring out from her hips copiously. They hung down past the mid part of her thigh, each not erect. They were at least a foot. "There is no fucking way." Jen muttered as she back up away from the new visitor to the spa. They were as big as her wrist, and swung proudly as Mimi walked towards Jen. She felt her mouth water as she imagined what it would be like to have one of them in her mouth. Would the stiff yet soft flesh sate her new sexual desire that was building in her stomach? "I just need to wake up, this can't be happening." Jen closed her eyes and shook her head back and forth. There was no way this was going to happen. She pressed her legs together and was greeted by a huge amount of cum built up between her thighs. Had she made this cum or was it excess from the pool she was just swimming around in? "Mimi, like where have you been?!" Jenni shouted as she danced past where Jen was now huddled. Jenni pressed her cheeks between Mimi's canyon of cleavage. Her tongue darted around on her flesh making Jen's cheeks turn red, "You taste so, good!" Jenni stated as stretched up for a kiss from Mimi's full lips. "Thanks, babe!" Mimi said in a honey sweet voice. It was so unnatural to Jen. It was smooth and gentle. It reminded her of being home and cozy, "Sooo, this is your little Jen?" Mimi asked the woman who was pressed against her tits again. Jenni stepped back from her nuzzling and looked down at Jen, who was ogling the two nude women with wide eyes. "Yup! That's my Jen Jen!" Jenni said, Jen winced at the branding of some ridiculous pet name... but she felt like she was a good girl for being there with Jenni, "She's gonna be so hot once she really like, starts changing." She said as she let go of the other woman. She stooped down next to Jen, giving the woman sitting on the ground a clear view of her wet pussy. "Wait what the fuck do you mean changing? I am not changing into anything!" Jen protested, but Jenni just lifted a finger up to the other woman's lips. She stopped complaining and felt as the other woman gently made circles around her lips. They felt smooth under the woman's touch. "Ooo, Jen Jen!" Jenni squealed in a child-like tone, "You mean to tell me you didn't notice your lips were like bigger, or that your boobies are like so much more bouncy than last night? I could have sworn that when you drank my cum you noticed the changes Well no matter I am sure that over time you will like what is going on. How about right now we play pool tag! I can like promise it will be really fun!" Jenni popped up, her cock flapping happily against her thigh, "I've got to warn you though, Jen," The excited woman shouted over her shoulder as she gently stepped along the edge of the pool of cum, "I'm really, really good at this game!" She bounded along the edge of the pool, and at the last curve of the pool near to Jen, she leapt into the air and landed gently with her knees spread over Jen's stomach. "Holy shit!" Jen shrieked out in surprise. She tried to push at the woman's thigh, but Jenni's cock had slipped perfectly between Jen's breasts. The mushroom like cock head was a deep red color and Jen's eyes went crossed while trying to look at it, "Get off me you crazy slut." Jen said, halfheartedly. She didn't want that great penis to leave her vision ever again. It would probably make more of that cream that she had been drinking earlier. "Nopes, Jen Jen!" Jenni said leaning forward and slithering her tongue expertly between Jen's lips. Jen gave in and rubbed her own tongue back against the other womans. Her mind flooded with happiness. She was happy to be here, pinned under the giant hermaphrodite. Who couldn't be? After a minute or two of Jen groping up at the woman's massive tits while their tongues brushed and rubbed against each other's excitedly. Jenni reluctantly released their locked lips and sat up, "You taste better than before Jen Jen!" She stated in what seemed to Jen like surprise, "You must be changing faster than I like, thought." "She's very feisty!" Mimi's voice chided from the side of Jenni. "She must be an awesome fuck!" Jen turned her head to get a better look at Mimi's thick cocks. She had each of them in her hands and was stroking them excitedly. She watched with surprise as the mushroom heads flared out in a deep red. They were massive, at least the size of a small fist. Jen felt as Jenni's thick cock stiffened further against her breasts, and Jen let out an excited moan from the shock of what was going to happen. "Let's play a new game, Jen Jen!" Jenni said in an excited voice. "Let's see who can fill you with like, the most cum in one orgasm!" Jen's eyes widened in horror, "No no no!" She shook her head in desperation, but each time she spoke the words seemed more like she was teasing the other women. Did she want to be stuffed full of their cum? Why wasn't she resisting more than she was. She realized that she never stopped kneading the other woman's large breasts. They felt so full and soft in her hands. She tried to protest again but her voice only sounded like she was asking them for it, "I don't want to do that at all..." She trailed off her eyes drawn back to the thick cock that throbbed happily between her breasts. The head was so close to her lips. "Heeheehee! It's gonna be awesome Jen!" Mimi chimed in. "But I know I'm gonna win!" She said as began to stroke both of her rock hard cocks between her fists easily. "Hey that's totally unfair!" Jenni pouted. "You only get to use one of those beauties!" Her hand gestured to the cocks that were copiously spilling from Mimi's hips. She frowned a bit and looked at Jenni dejectedly. "Ok, ok!" Mimi conceded, "but I'm still gonna blow a bigger batch of cum than you!" She said grinning ear to ear, licking her lips. "We're totally gonna find out!" Jenni shouted. She leaned forward and moved Jen easily along the tiled surface. The smell of the pool wafted into her nose. It would be so easy to just lie there for them. When Jenni's cock disappeared from her vision she realized the other woman was holding the base of her cock aimed at Jen's little pussy. She gently spread her legs for the woman inviting Jenni to her body. "Fuck me...." Jen said, as her mind lolled happily as the other woman's thumbs kneaded the flesh in her inner thighs. She was going to be their sex slave for the next little while, and she didn't have a care in the world. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 06 Jen Parks was an average woman in her own standards. She was never perfect, but she always tried to become the best woman she could be. She prided herself in the way she could tie her hair off perfectly. She prided herself in the way that she could hold a stern jaw in the face of a trial. She even took pride in the way that she kept control of her weight and in her smooth complexion. Her hair was always pristine and tidy, her clothing was always adjusted properly, and she never craved or desired sexual attention. She wasn't a degenerate and she prided herself on her control she had on life. She was born into money, and always had a trust fund since she was a child. She was your ideal model citizen of California. Since last night however everything she used to have before was starting to alter and shift and change to something else she had not previously been expecting. She seemed to want to let her hair down and let it be messy. She wanted to strip nude in a public place and let people have their way with her body. She couldn't help but get excited when she rubbed or touched her breasts the right way. The harsh reality of it all was that it didn't bother her... not really anyway. What bothered her was that this could all really be happening. She might have gone schizophrenic or she could just be falling into daydreams from her fever... but this all could have been reality and she was adjusting herself to actually like it each time the other woman appeared. Jen felt herself being aroused and excited in different ways than she had ever felt before. It was so different... it was exhilarating. She had no control and, being a woman who prided herself in power, was always in control. Though, since her encounter last night she found that her power being taken from her was incredibly sexual. She was a slave. She was a slave to her own bodies will. She was a slave to Jenni's will. She felt the smooth tiled surface rub gently back and forth, back and forth underneath her exposed ass. Jenni's thick cock slid gently in and out of Jen's small wet pussy. Jen's hands were still cupped around Jenni's thick massive tits. She rolled and kneaded the other woman's nipples as he moaned out whorishly from excitement. Jen wanted to feel her body grow full of the other woman's cum again. Mimi stood idly by stroking her cocks with each hand, squeaking a bit each time a thumb would brush the head of one of them. Jen gave out another loud moan as Jenni stroked her thick cock into Jen's little twat. Her toes curled trying to grip at the tile below her spread legs. Jen's jaw dropped, and she closed her eyes as her pussy fluttered in a happy orgasm. Jenni continued her pace, just as the night before. It didn't seem to faze Jenni that Jen was experiencing the best orgasm she had ever experienced. Today was even better than the dream she had last night. Jen opened her eyes and looked up at the slutty bimbo who was racking her body with pleasure. Jenni had a smile on her juicy lips, and Jen licked her own. She let go of the pillow mounds in her hands and lifted herself onto her elbows. Jenni leaned forward and their mouths collided in a rough kiss. Jenni's tongue flicked in and out of her mouth roughly, and then gingerly. She was so skilled in everything related to sex. It was perfect. After a minute of their locked embrace Jenni lifted her head back reluctantly and let out a bone chilling moan. Jen dropped back to the ground, feeling the cold tile's on her back. The sound of Jenni's thick cock pushing in and out of her pussy made Jen moan in unison with the other woman. Jen imagined it was what a porno sounded like, and that made her toes grip at the ground again. She could feel the tip of Jenni's thick cock brushing and rubbing inside of her body. She let out a moan that almost sounded like shouting, and then Jenni came. Her cock swelled and pumped load after hot load of seed into Jen's willing womb. She wanted every ounce she could absorb. She had just been standing in a pool of the stuff, and she could have drank as much as she wanted... but she wanted to have it directly from Jenni. Didn't Jenni say that if I drink from the source the changes would be faster? Jen asked herself as she came down from her orgasm. She looked down and saw her stomach was bulging, though not quite as badly as the night before. It looked like she had a thanksgiving meal, but wasn't enough to make her look pregnant. Jenni reluctantly pulled her cock free with an audible pop. "Awe that wasn't as much as I did last night. This isn't fair when you have way bigger balls than me," Jenni said as she sat back on her heals. Jen lolled her head to the side and admired Mimi's thick cocks being stroked in her hands. How could she want more after experiencing what she just did? Mimi bounced on her toes, her thick breasts bouncing and her cocks swayed happily. "It's like my turn!" Mimi's shouted out happily. She bent over and scooped Jen up in her arms with ease. Within a matter of seconds Jen was propped up on a sun chair on her knees bent over like a needy whore, "I am sure you have done it doggy style." Mimi giggled out. Jen let out a shocked squeak when she felt the woman's fingers playing around with her cum covered pussy. Her belly felt full and swayed a bit exaggerated with her being bent over like she was. It was almost embarrassing for her, and her cheeks warmed. "Look, she like totally loves this!" Jenni said from another sun chair. The other woman decided to pull up a seat and get a front row view to the scene. Her own personal show. "I... it isn't like that... I feel... like I am.... fat..." Jen said and let out another moan as Mimi slipped two of her fingers into her pussy. The other woman was truly an expert. She was twisting and prodding gently inside of Jen's body. Each time a finger would curl; Jen felt her fingers and toes following like a dog on a leash. "Awe it isn't like fat or anything," Mimi whispered over her shoulder, "It's like our cum making you special and pretty like us." "I still don't really think..." Jen nearly screamed out in surprise when a thick finger pushed deep into her asshole, "What are you doing?" As the words left her mouth she felt her cheeks burn again, though this time less from embarrassment and more from arousal. "Seems like you haven't toyed around much here. Since Jenni just used your front I was like planning on using this part of you." Mimi said a as she pulled her fingers free from Jen's wet cunt. Mimi spread the lube that was gathered on her fingers. It was a mixture between Jen's and Jenni's cum. It felt moist and warm against her backside. When Mimi was satisfied with the amount that she had spread around on Jen's ass she released the other woman from her gentle grip, "Hold onto the chair, I promise I will go slow at first. Our like cum will make it fit and everything, but since you don't use this part as much as we do it might be weird at first." Mimi said. Jen's fingers wrapped around the edge of the chair. Why wasn't she running? Why was she still allowing herself to be in this place? She was meditating after all she could just wake herself up and put herself back into reality. The familiar shape of a cock head pushed against her backside. Jen let out a soft squeak as it popped into her asshole. She had a boyfriend in High School that had decided that having anal sex wasn't like having sex, and they would still be virgins after doing it. Jen didn't bother to tell him that she had sex before. They had never actually had anal sex though. He got as far as Mimi was right now and then got scared and decided to call it quits. Soon after he changed schools and disappeared from her life. It wasn't that much of a disappointment to Jen though. He was a slob, and didn't meet up with her high standards on men. She had dated him as a favor to a friend. After he left, her friend stopped talking to her. Her mind was brought back when Mimi pushed a hefty amount of her thick cock into Jen's small asshole. It was so different. It was exhilarating. Mimi's second cock rubbed against Jen's cum covered pussy. It sent shivers up her spine, and her skin pebbled on her arms. "Okay let's like have some fun." Mimi said pulling herself back and pushing forward again. Jen felt her eyes widen in surprise when Mimi pushed herself all the way so Jen's ass cheeks rubbed against Mimi's hips. She pulled back and thrust forward again. Jen gripped at the edge of the chair letting out a moan of both surprise and pleasure. She had never expected it to feel this way. "Oh Jen don't worry it normally doesn't feel like this. This is because your body has like started to grow a prostate already." Jenni said from the other chair. Jen whipped her head up in surprise and shock. She went to open her mouth in protest, but moaned out again as Mimi hilted her cock into Jen's tight asshole, "It's like totally normal. I promise it makes having anal sex so much better. Besides you need one so your cock can like grow and stuff." Jen moaned out again. It did feel really good. How had she grown a prostate? That was something only men had. She remembered back to the pool when she was lapping up the cum like a lost puppy. Jenni was talking about having multiple prostates, including one inside of her cock itself. Mimi pushed forward again, her other cock that wasn't sheathed touched Jen's clit perfectly and she felt her body shiver in ecstasy. "Damn you are like tight." Mimi moaned out as she pushed forward again. Jen stared at the ground between the slats of the sun chair. Her hips began to shake every time that Mimi would pull backwards and forwards. She could actually tell where a prostate could be inside her body from the way that Mimi rubbed and bumped her on the inside. It had to be a part of the dream though. She couldn't just sprout a prostate without a crazy amount of surgery, and it wouldn't feel nearly as good as it was right now. This had to be a part of the dream. Jen sighed out letting her mind relax. She wanted to leave behind her inhibitions. She had to try and stop resisting these fantasies. She was really wound up, and the more that she gave into these Amazons the more she could be relaxed. Perhaps meditation would no longer be the usual grassy meadow, or the rich forests of Oregon. Perhaps she was going to have two giant hermaphrodites that fucked her each time she needed to relax. She could probably handle that. It wasn't like she didn't feel good, and it seemed to relax her enough. Last night she slept like a baby, although she did wake up rather tired. Perhaps meditation would always have to be held during the day time to compensate for the lack of rest she would receive because of these two women. "See she really does like it. I can... feel it." Jenni said from the other chair again. Jen turned her head to see Jenni stroking her cock gently. Mimi's and Jen's display was more than enough for anyone to get off on, let alone a hyperactive sex crazed Hermaphrodite that had just fucked her not even a half an hour ago. Jen turned her head back and closed her eyes feeling waves of pleasure wash over her. Maybe the two of them really were the same person. Whenever Jenni started to pleasure herself, Jen started to feel better. It was like they were locked in something unique that she couldn't quite understand. Mimi pulled her cock almost all the way out of Jen's now hungering asshole. She didn't want the woman to ever leave her. Jenni let out an excited moan and Mimi rubbed her hand forward along Jen's pussy. Suddenly the other cock head that had been rubbing forward and backward along her cunt was lifted and pressed against the entrance to her pussy, "Wait... that isn't.... fair..." Jenni tried to protest, but Mimi thrust forward eliciting a moan from Jen. Jen bent forward in surprise and pleasure and let out a moan as her pussy clamped down on Mimi's thick length in a hungered orgasm. "This will be better I promise. Besides don't you want your like little friend here to change faster?" Mimi asked as she thrust in and out of Jen's numbed body. Jenni only mumbled in response. Jen could make out the other woman saying something about fairness, but it didn't seem to matter to any of them. Jen moaned out each time the pair of cocks would push and pull along her ass and pussy. It was beautiful. Within seconds she had yet another orgasm, and Mimi slowed her pace as though trying to drag more pleasure out of Jen before she would have an orgasm herself. Jenni stood up from her chair, and Jen opened her eyes for the first time since Mimi introduced her second cock into her body. Jenni was stroking her cock furiously walking over gently to Jen. "Well if we are going to be making her change faster she needs more in her then. And since you get two of yours in her, she should get another load from me." She moved her cock closer to Jen's face. The sweet smell of the creamer wafted into her nose. Jen opened her mouth obediently and Jenni slipped the thick member into her mouth with ease. Jen relaxed her jaw and more of the woman's length slipped in. It felt so much better today than last night. It fit better and seemed to go down further. Jen closed her eyes and licked her tongue along the bottom of Jenni's dong. Jenni cooed in satisfaction and pulled her cock back out and pushed her hips forward in unison with Mimi, who was still fucking both her ass and pussy. Jen's fingers gripped the edges of the chair with fervor. She felt like the pleasure she was feeling would send her off into space if she didn't hold onto something. She wanted to be full of the seed that could come from these women. Jenni grunted and pushed her hips forward; Jen opened her mouth wider and relaxed her throat. Jenni's smooth hips brushed Jen's nose and she felt satisfaction of knowing she took the entire length of Jenni into her mouth. Jenni gripped the back of Jen's head and moaned out, her cock expanding in Jen's small throat. Jen could feel as a torrent of cum erupted from the tip, though the taste completely eluded her tongue. It was pressed too far down into her body. Jenni's cock throbbed four, five, six times into her stomach. Each time it pumped Jen could feel her body growing heavier and heavier. Spots blossomed in her vision and Jenni released her grip on the back of Jen's head. She reluctantly withdrew the now shrinking phallus from between Jen's jaws. A final spurt of cum dribbled onto Jen's tongue and she hungrily lapped it up. She licked the tip of Jenni's thick cock between breaths, she tried to get every last ounce of cum she could. She didn't want to waste a single drop. Jen let out another moan between her gasping breaths as she came again against Mimi's cocks. Her asshole felt just as good as her pussy did now. Was that really because she had grown a prostate, or was it because Jenni just filled her full of cream? Whatever it was, the pleasure that was now racking her body was completely insurmountable. Mimi pinched her eyes shut and Jen looked over her shoulder at the massive tits swinging as she pounded Jen's willing body. Mimi shuddered and mashed her hips against Jen's ass. Her cocks thickened in unison and Jen moaned out as another orgasm rocked her body. The amount of Mimi's orgasm was enough to make Jen cum two or even three times. She had lost count and pressed her face against the chair, poking her ass in the air. She wanted to be full of the woman's seed. She wanted whatever was inside those massive balls that had been slapping against her thighs to unload into her body. Jen stayed in that position while Mimi slowly withdrew her cocks from Jen. She shivered from the lack of warmth. The presence of both of these women had made her feel safe and warm. After a few minutes of recovery Jen finally turned around from her crouched position. She looked down at her body and saw her stomach bulging out. It was as though she was past the due date of giving birth to a child. How much cum had Mimi unloaded in her? "Are you sure I am not like... going to get pregnant?" Jen asked... her voice was a bit airy from having a cock shoved down her throat. Why had she pause while speaking? She was normally very eloquent. It didn't matter now; she needed to make sure that everything was going to be fine. "Silly I already told you this; your body will just absorb it all. Our cum is like so different. I promise, just enjoy it." Jenni said stretching her arms into the air over her head. Her breasts swayed and Jen watched them wiggle before her eyes. Jen looked over at Mimi who was wiping her brow and stretching as well. Her breasts were still leaking that strange fluid from each thick nipple. Jen felt her mouth water as she stared at the woman's chest. "Did you want a drink?" Mimi asked pushing her hands on the undersides of her breasts, lifting them up a bit in her hands. Jen nodded her head instantly and eagerly. What was wrong with her? Was she really this sex crazed now? Mimi moved closed to Jen and bent forward swinging her massive tits into Jen's vision. Jen felt her eyes go crossed as she tried to focus on a nipple to suckle. She reached hand up tentatively and placed it on the underside gently. She leaned forward and latched her mouth onto her teat. The taste was similar to the cum that Jenni produced. Did they make their fluids taste that way, or was that just how they were? This was a dream world and they could do whatever they wanted really, but Jen still had the question on her mind. She continued to suck the woman's breast eagerly, trying to get as much fluid as possible. Mimi scooped Jen up in her arms and sat down on the chair where Jen had once been relaxing. Her stomach still bulged with the loads from each of the women. "I think that I won my dear." Mimi said looking over at Jenni. Jenni stamped a foot and stuck out her tongue indignantly. "You still cheated; you used both of them..." Jenni said crossing her arms over her massive chest. Jen continued to suckle the woman who was now cradling her. She felt secure and warm. Her eyes gently closed and she ran a hand along Mimi's back. Her body felt relaxed and the weight that had been on her shoulders lifted gingerly. She drifted. Darkness overtook her mind. ****** There was a tapping on the door and Jen's eyes shot open in horror. She placed a hand on her stomach to discover that it was still flat and not swollen with cum. She gave out a sigh of relief and turned her chair around to face the door, "Come in." Jen responded straightening her blouse. The buttons that were undone didn't seem to bother her as much as it had this morning. In fact she adjusted her clothing a bit so her breasts were far more noticeable than before. The door gently opened up and Tiffany stepped into the room. She had her glasses in her hand, and her hair was down around her shoulders. Jen tried not to look at the other woman's chest. Had she just sucked milk from Mimi's or was that all a true fantasy? "How can I help you Tiffany?" Jen asked. Her throat felt sore. "Well it is after six o'clock and yesterday you seemed a bit ill and I wanted to make sure that you were going to get home safe today." She said timidly. Jen felt a smile touch the corner of her lips. She was actually smiling at the woman. She had to belittle her, but Tiffany's skin looked so smooth. What would it be like to touch it? Would Tiffany shiver under her hand? "I think it would be best if you did take me home. I have a headache and my throat is quite sore." Jen felt the words pour out of her mouth. She didn't want to say that, she wanted to belittle the woman. Why was her body not reacting the way that she wanted it to? Tiffany gave Jen a large smile. She was very cute. There were two dimples that sprouted up on her cheeks, and Jen's breath caught in her chest. Fawning after Tiffany, that was preposterous. Why would she be such a fool to rely on this timid woman, "You can drive my car again if you would like." Jen felt the words escape her lips. She had been meaning to say something else once again, but it seemed any time she spoke she had no control over what came out. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 06 "How about I drive my car and tomorrow if you decide you are feeling better I pick you up?" Tiffany asked gently from the door. She did look smooth and warm. Jen could hold the woman in a soft embrace through the night and not have a problem with. Tiffany blushed and Jen felt her breasts heave again. She was growing so aroused from the entire situation. Tiffany truly was beautiful. Jen felt her eyes wandering over the woman's body. She could undress her easily, and look over her beauty for hours. "That sounds fine." Jen said huskily, and Tiffany visible wavered in the door frame. Was Tiffany actually growing aroused? Aroused enough to not be able to hold back her desire? Jen felt her cheeks warm and she leaned forward to grab a hold of her car keys that were still sitting on the desk. Tiffany gave out a gentle squeak from the door, her breasts heaving with each breath she took. What was going on? "I just need to grab a few things from my desk. I will wait for you there." Tiffany said in a hushed tone and quickly whirled around on her heel. Jen's eyes followed Tiffany's ass as she walked towards her cubicle and out of Jen's sight. Jen stood up and tipped sideways grabbing a hold of her desk. Her breasts felt much heavier than before. They felt fuller. She lifted a hand to one of them and squeezed the flesh. She was greeted by malleable skin that didn't feel familiar to her at all. They were so much larger than this morning. She let go of her breast, realizing that it made her grow even more aroused than she had been. She went to take a step away from the desk and felt something shift differently within her panties. She shook her head, there was nothing wrong with her... she was just sick was all. Jen stepped and that foreign feeling made butterflies flutter in her stomach. She stepped again, and that same feeling greeted her. She smoothed her skirt with her hands, trying to disregard the discomfort that was rising in body. She slowly made her way to Tiffany's desk. She had slept the entire day. Was it really considered sleeping if while meditating she was attacked by two hermaphroditic Amazon's? Those questions could never be answered, and Jen frowned a bit furrowing her brow as she arrived to Tiffany's cubicle. She was typing something quickly in a document. Tiffany whirled around locking her computer quickly. She scooped up her bag and keys from her desk and stood up. Jen's eyes followed the other woman's breasts and she felt her mouth water and the discomfort in her nether regions made her squirm a bit. Tiffany's breasts heaved up and down as she breathed deeply. She really was acting strange around Jen. "Ready to go Jen?" Tiffany asked rattling her keys a bit. "Oh... yea we can go." Jen realized that she was biting her lip, her eyes still locked on Tiffany's chest. She stepped back to allow her to go first. Jen followed Tiffany watching the way that her hips would move. It wasn't quite the same as Mimi or Jenni, but it was enough to attract her stare. Tiffany's ass wasn't large, but Jen had to hold her hand back from touching it. What was going on with her? Jen gritted her teeth and stepped onto the elevator next to the other woman, "Like... do you live far away from me?" Jen asked feeling like the question was stupid and ridiculous. Why did she pause? And why did she say 'like'? "I live a few miles away yea..." Tiffany said after selecting the parking level number two. The rest of the elevator trip was in silent. Jen had to try and keep her eyes off the other woman's body. She didn't seem to notice, or made an effort of not noticing. Jen shifted uncomfortably next to Tiffany. "Do you... want to stay at my place and make sure I am like... okay and stuff?" Jen felt her mouth moving without even thinking. She sounded like a complete idiot. She felt her face flush. She sounded similar to Jenni. She swallowed hard and looked down at the floor. Tiffany looked over at the other woman as though she was a complete stranger. Tiffany opened her mouth and closed it gently. It was as though tiffany didn't know how to respond to Jen's idiotic incoherent babble. "That... that could be fine. Do you have a guest room or would I sleep on the couch?" Tiffany asked. The elevator gave out the familiar ding when they arrived at the parking garage. Tiffany stepped out and held the door, making sure it didn't close on Jen. Jen stepped forward, her hands still balled up in fists at her side in discomfort. What was wrong with her? "Well... I have a few beds and such around my place..." Jen trailed off. The feeling of horror still overtook her. She truly did sound like Jenni. Each time she spoke it sounded more and more like the other woman. Maybe when Jenni said they were the same person, she truly meant it. Jen licked her lips and waited for Tiffany to guide her to her car. She remembered what it looked like the other day, but she couldn't quite remember what it looked like today. It was a strange thing to forget, but she attributed the forgetfulness to the illness. She was sick. That was what was going on. She was sick. "Okay, thanks Jen. I am parked over there." Tiffany guided Jen over to the car and helped her inside. Jen felt goose bumps prickle along the inside of her thighs when Tiffany's chest brushed against her arm as she helped her sit down. Jen closed the door gently and watched Tiffany in the mirrors, trying to get a better view of her. The woman really could be beautiful in many ways. The drive to her place was extremely difficult. Jen would point to a street for them to turn on, only to realize that it was the wrong street half way through the ride. Did she forget where she lived? After at least an hour of aimless driving Tiffany finally remembered a few of the roads and the arrived to Jen's place. "Did you want to stay here still?" Jen asked. Tiffany looked up at the woman with a furrowed brow. She frowned down at the steering wheel and shook her head. Jen felt her heart sink in her chest. "I have to visit the lab tonight. I will come over around eight tomorrow though. I have your address saved in my phone so we won't get lost again." Tiffany said reluctantly. Jen frowned and nodded gently. "Thank you so much for the help though Tiffany, you are a lifesaver. I like promise tomorrow I will be feeling better." Tiffany nodded and Jen exited the car. She waved goodbye to the woman as she backed out of her driveway. She turned and shook her head looking up at her house. There really was something wrong with her... but she didn't know how to fix any of it. Jenni had really messed with her mind, and she hoped that tomorrow things would really be back on track. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 07 The sun spilled gently through the small blinds that covered the window in Tiffany's bedroom. It was warm and soothing, indicating that summer was finally upon her. She looked at the clock and saw that she only had a half an hour before she had to pick up Jen. Her experiment was really messing with her head. Since she exposed Jen, any time she was around the woman she would feel her mind going fuzzy, and oddly she found herself growing more aroused and attracted to the woman. There had to be some pheromones that she was emitting or something that was causing her to react that way. When Tiffany went to the lab last night, she couldn't find Diana anywhere. Most of the mice that were once caged in their quarters of the lab were missing. She left Diana well over twenty voicemails, not including the hundreds of texts and chat messages. The second sample tube was still located in the freezer when she arrived, but Tiffany was too afraid to open the stopper for fear of what exposing herself further to the bacteria could do. What if it worked like spores, and if you inhaled them they could duplicate on your lungs and cause bad reactions? Tiffany took a deep breath. The night before she slept terribly and didn't want to drive herself insane. She was alone in everything right now. Diana had gone missing, Jen was causing her to go mad in a different way than before... she had no one else to turn to. She took a deep breath and decided to get ready for the day and act like everything was fine. When she was finished with her daily shower and routine she climbed into her car. It still smelled of Jen. The scent was intoxicating and sent shivers up her spine. She took a deep breath enjoying the smell and started her car. The drive over was far less confusing than the night before. Jen was starting to lose regular mental functions. It was extremely similar to Emily the mouse. Diana had said that Emily was unable to complete a maze, but was still functioning with normal faculties. Perhaps driving on streets was similar to a maze for mice. Jen was still functioning, but on a much lower performance than before. There were still no signs of an altered sexual organ on her body though, which meant that the bacteria could just inhibit brain functions. Perhaps she wouldn't get in trouble over any of this after all. She arrived at Jen's place and climbed out of the car. She rang the doorbell and waited for what seemed like forever. The door opened gently and Tiffany felt her mouth open in shock and surprise. Jen was wearing her usual pant suit, but the clothing seemed to be tighter around her hips and bust, much more so than normal. Her breasts were at least a healthy 'D' cup, and her hips flared out beautifully. Her waist was thinner and the smell that erupted into her nostrils could only be attributed as a pheromone that was induced by the bacteria. Her hair was a very light brown, bordering on blonde. It looked like she went to the salon the night before and had her hair completely redone. She was beautiful. Tiffany stepped back and Jen walked gracefully to the car in silence. Her hips swayed intoxicatingly and Tiffany found herself trying to pry her eyes away from the woman. She was proud and extremely full of herself. Jen really did deserve to be infected didn't she? Tiffany sat down in the car and started it up, Jen's stared idly out the window from the passenger seat in silence. The rest of the drive was horrible for Tiffany. Jen's perfumes, or whatever it was, made Tiffany edgy and uncomfortably warm. Every time she forgot about it or grew used to it, another wave of the stuff would hit her nose and send her into another minute or two of fitful arousement. Eventually they arrived at the parking garage and Jen turned to look at Tiffany for the first time since she arrived at her house. "Like thanks for the ride." Jen said tilting her head and giving Tiffany a big smile. That was extremely strange to Tiffany. Jen was actually smiling and thanking her... and it almost sounded like she was imitating a valley girl. Jen climbed out the car, her skirt pressed tightly against her ass. From what Tiffany could tell either Jen wasn't wearing any underpants, or she was wearing an extremely sheer thong. She shook from the sudden wave of pleasure that surged through her. Was that because of the smell or was that from the bacteria she had inhaled while mixing up Jen's concoction? She climbed out of the car and followed Jen to the elevator. Jen pressed her hand on the doors to make sure they didn't close on Tiffany. She was actually showing kindness. "Thank you." Tiffany muttered as she stepped in. Jen stared at the panel and put a finger to her lips. Did she forget which floor we work on? Tiffany reached over and pushed the button. When she was retracting from her reach, her arm brushed against the stretched fabric across Jen's breasts. Goose bumps prickled along her arm making the hair on her neck stand on end. Jen let out a soft breath that made Tiffany feel even more aroused than before. She quickly pulled her arm back to her side and straightened the pleats in her skirt. When they arrived at the floor Jen walked away briskly to her office. She quickly closed the door and was gone. Tiffany shook her head and made her way to her cubicle. The rest of the day followed the same as yesterday. Jen didn't leave her office once. She remained silent and ominous. Tiffany was able to finish each contract assigned to her section right after they got a call. The rest of the week was the same. Tiffany was unable to get a hold of Diana and stopped by the lab, unencumbered from the usual Jen fits. It was actually extremely nice to have her schedule without a horrible boss floating around and talking to her over her shoulder about everything she did wrong and how she was going to get fired. The next week went the same as well. Tiffany tried to talk to Jen a few times, but the woman didn't seem to want to talk. Tiffany was unsure if she even left her office at night anymore. The woman didn't stink or anything, but she seemed rooted to her chair day in and day out. Her hair showed signs of lighter blonde, but that was the most that Tiffany could make out that changed on the other woman. Nothing was different, accept that she was blonde now and sat in her office quiet as a humming bird. Eventually her logs on Jen's progress began to look rather empty. There were a few logs of the conversation she had with Jen, but nothing of significant value. Diana still hadn't returned her calls, and Tiffany even called to HR and they said that she requested some time off for a while. Emily the mouse was missing, and Tiffany assumed that either Diana took the mouse with her in fear of the experiment getting discovered, or she had Diana killed to put the creature out of its misery. Tiffany walked into the now happier work space. Many of her co-workers hadn't seemed to mind the changes from Jen. They called her 'the new blonde Jen' and always made her seem to be the nicest person in the world. Tiffany hadn't gotten more than two or three coherent sentences from the woman since she gave her the ride to work last week. Since tomorrow was Saturday, Tiffany decided that she would get up the courage to speak to Jen, and try to be a bit more forward with her. Maybe she could collect more data from the experiment that seemed to be falling apart. Whatever was going on Tiffany wanted a more direct answer. ****** Jen walked around the pool in her normal meditation. It roiled happily in the sunshine. She had visited the place oping to get a sign from Mimi or Jenni. Both of the women hadn't appeared since they had that small escapade. How long ago did she have sex with Jenni? She felt like it was an eternity. She had come back to the pool after Tiffany drove her back to work, and didn't leave it accept to talk to someone to let them know that she was still in her office. They always seemed surprised to see her, but she didn't quite understand why. She was only in there for a few hours walking around the pool asking for Jenni or Mimi. She dipped her hand in the pool again and took a sip of the other woman's seed left behind. It was still warm and sweet to the taste. She loved it so much, but it wasn't the same as drinking from Mimi's breasts or sucking on Jenni's cock. She frowned at the ground and sat down in one of the sun chairs. The uncomfortable twinge that normally made her shift from side to side seemed to have gone as well. That was really strange how last night she was growing uncomfortable around Tiffany. She frowned even further. Tiffany rejected sleeping over at her place. Maybe if she got a ride home today she could convince her to stay. "Where are you Jenni? I like totally miss you... I want to fuck you..." Jen said to the sky. She had been asking for the girl day after day, hour after hour. She was alone. She was so alone... "Jen." A familiar voice said. It was odd to her though. It seemed distant. She stood up and looked around hoping to see Jenni or even Mimi, "Jen?" The voice echoed around her. She looked around the plaza "Jenni?" She asked the empty spa again. "Jen are you okay?" The voice echoed again and Jen felt a pressure on her shoulder. She looked down and saw indents in her skin like someone was holding her arm. "Is it...Mimi?" Jen asked the invisible figure that was holding her arm. "Jen wake up." The voice said again. Jen closed her eyes and opened them again. Tiffany was standing over her with a hand on her shoulder looking down at her with concerned eyes. When did Tiffany enter her dream world? She looked around the room and realized that she was sitting in her office chair. The cold grey and white room greeted her eyes sorely. She missed the sun and warmth that Jenni had made for her. "Oh, like hi Tiffany." Jen said up to the other woman. She felt her mouth water again as she scanned the woman's breasts. She could see down her blouse since Tiffany had to bend over to touch her arm. They were so round and grabbable. She licked her lips and pried her eyes away from them to look up into her eyes. She felt her heart flutter and that familiar stirring in her nether region flitted again. How long had she been in her office? It didn't feel like long to her. "Jen have you been in your office this entire time?" Tiffany asked looking down at the woman with a furrowed brow. "Well yea you only dropped me off this morning. What time is it?" Jen said looking at the wall clock. It was nearly five in the afternoon. Wasn't Tiffany supposed to go to her lab today? Or was that tomorrow? She forgot what days the woman was supposed to go to her other job. "Um... Jen I gave you a ride last week." Tiffany said crouching down so they were eye to eye. Jen frowned and looked back at the clock. "No you dropped me off this morning. Last night I couldn't drive still... and then you didn't come over and this morning you picked me up. I remember that much." Jen said in Frustration. Tiffany's face reflected pure shock. "Jen it's Friday. You have been in your office for over a week..." Tiffany trailed off her cheeks blossoming red. Her eyes had drifted over Jen's body as well. She was relieved to see that the other woman wasn't the only one struggling with the tension that was rising between the two of them. "I really must be sick..." Jen's sentence faded and she looked back up at the clock, "Is there any chance you can take me back to my place tonight? I really think that I need someone to help take care of me." Tiffany's eyes shone in the light. Was it a confession of having done something wrong? "I can do that Jen; I will probably stop by in about twenty minutes I just have to finish with a contract." Tiffany turned on her heel and walked out the door briskly. Jen sat for a second and her head began to spin. She was woozy and didn't know what was making her feel this sick. She stood up and nearly toppled over her desk. She felt extremely hungry and dizzy with each uneven step that she took. Maybe she really had been sitting at her desk for a week. How was she alive if she didn't have anything to eat? That strange fluttering in her nether regions made her grit her teeth again. Butterflies danced in her stomach and she rubbed her left arm with her fingers biting her lip. Something strange really was going on with her body. She remembered that feeling. After what seemed like an eternity of her standing in her office walking back and forth trying to get her wits about her, Tiffany showed up at her door. They walked out together; some of the people were still in the office. They dropped their jaws as she walked past them. Were they dropping their jaws at Tiffany walking out with her, or were they ogling her? Whichever it was she felt her cheeks growing warm with each step that she took. Tiffany guided her down to the parking level and into her familiar uncomfortable car. It wasn't a great vehicle but it would have to do. "How about we pick up a pizza or something? I am sure that your food has gone bad seeing that you haven't been home since last Thursday." Tiffany said to Jen quietly from the driver's seat. Jen nodded in agreement but her head was still dizzy. Hadn't been home in over a week, where had she gone? She was at her desk the entire time? Is that really a possibility? After picking up some food and driving back to Jen's place they entered her empty home. It felt cold and distant, almost unfamiliar to Jen. She frowned as she turned on some of the lights. They weren't very bright; they were more for ambiance than anything really. Tiffany insisted that she ate something, and Jen idly picked at a piece or two of pizza. Tiffany frowned at her over her plate. She hadn't bothered with putting her glasses back on, they were probably somewhere in the car. Jen smiled at the woman that was sitting adjacent to her at the table. Tiffany quickly looked back down at her food, red spots blossoming on her cheeks. She was so cute today. Jen's head was still spinning and she felt herself growing extremely warm again. It wasn't from arousal but similar to the fever she had the other day. The other day... it felt like it was just yesterday or the day before... but according to Tiffany it had been more than a week. Jen started fanning herself as though she could cool herself down. Her hands began to shake and Tiffany darted to her feet. "Are you okay Jen?" She asked with concern in her voice. "I am just really hot can you help me to like my room or something?" Jen said biting her lip in frustration that she said 'like' again. She wasn't a bimbo... Tiffany nodded, not noticing her hindered vocabulary. She grabbed a hold of her shoulder and arm and helped her to her feet. They made their way upstairs to her room. Tiffany flicked on a light and Jen sat on the edge of the bed. Her hands felt heavy but she began to undo her shirt. Tiffany knelt down on the ground next to her. "Where do you keep your pajamas?" Tiffany asked looking up at Jen's eyes with concern. She really did care about Jen. It was a strange sensation to her, and Jen felt that same uneasiness build in her nether again. The butterflies continued to dance in her stomach, as though they could flutter through her ribs. "I just... I want... help..." Jen sighed out while trying to undo her blouse. The buttons just weren't working for some reason. Tiffany nodded her head quickly and lifted her shaky hands to the woman's chest. The feeling of her fingertips dancing around her breasts made Jen close her eyes and grip the sides of the bed. Her pussy began to burn hot and she shifted her knees uncomfortably. Tiffany skillfully unbuttoned her blouse and helped Jen roll it off of her shoulders. Her exposed skin sent shivers up her spine. She wasn't wearing a bra, because the way that her chest had swollen from that sickness. Why were they getting so much bigger? Tiffany gave out a surprised squeak at Jen's nudeness. Her cheeks were a deep red and Jen could tell that Tiffany was trying not to stare openly at her chest. "Are... did they.... did your breasts grow since..." Tiffany asked, her hands still openly shaking. She let go of the blouse and dropped her hands down onto Jen's knees. Jen felt her cheeks warm. "A bit... I think its cause I am like... sick..." She said her bare chest heaving as she breathed in and out excitedly. Tiffany really was attractive, and she was feeling so warm. Tiffany stood up and offered a hand to Jen. "Let's get you out of that skirt and I will get you into your covers." Tiffany said her cheeks turning even redder as Jen took hold of her hand. She stood up and tipped a bit, feeling her exposed chest waver a bit in the air. They really did feel larger than she remembered. She looked down and pushed a hand on the undersides of them and gave out a shocked moan. Tiffany quickly looked up at the woman with wide eyes. Jen rubbed her hands forward and looked at the large breasts she was pushing back and forth between her hands. They looked so full and they were so soft to touch. She reluctantly let go of them and reached for the buttons on skirt and let out a frustrated grunt when she couldn't unclip them. Tiffany stooped down and undid them for her. The skirt fell gently to the ground and Tiffany let out a shriek of surprise. Jen hadn't been wearing underwear. That was probably the discomfort she was feeling all day long. Tiffany's eyes were wide and she stared at Jen's pussy for well over a minute. Jen shifted a bit uncomfortably under the other woman's gaze. How was she so open with this? Jen felt herself growing even more aroused as Tiffany's eyes continued to wander over her body. "Is everything okay?" Jen said lustfully. Tiffany looked up at Jen and nodded, "Is there something wrong?" Tiffany shook her head back and forth. She really was extremely cute. She stood up and helped Jen sit back down on the bed. The sheets were cool under her exposed ass. It felt wrong, but so right at the same time. Tiffany turned and Jen gave out a soft whimper. "Perhaps you should stay in here with me." Jen said patting the bed next to her. Tiffany nodded once again and closed the door behind her. As though she was controlled by some hungering desire Tiffany dug her hands into the blouse she was wearing. She yanked it over her head and threw it to the ground at her feet. She kicked off her shoes and Jen gave out an excited squeal. This was really going to happen. Tiffany was soon stripped down and she gently made her way to the bottom of the bed. Jen felt her heart beating in her throat and ears. This was real, this had to be. She was in the dream world for ages without knowing it, but now Tiffany was going to fool around with her. She felt her breath catch in her throat as she watched the other woman's large breasts sway as she crawled on the bed. Tiffany's cheeks were red, and her eyes were wide as though she was confused. Did Tiffany want to do this? Tiffany's hand ran along the inside of Jens naked leg and she gave out a soft sigh. It didn't matter if Tiffany was over anxious to participate in this with Jen. They were going to do it anyway. Jen felt her breath catch in her breast as her eyes followed Tiffany's swaying chest. She felt her own rise and fall, her nipples begging for attention in the crisp air that stood out in the room. They were alone and naked, what was going to stop Tiffany from showing her the affection she really needed? Tiffany slid her hand closer to Jen's dampening pussy. She felt her skin pebble on the inside of her thighs from excitement and she gave out a startled and excited moan. It felt different then when Jenni and Mimi were touching and caressing her. It felt... real. That means that the other two women really were dream women. That means that all that had happened to her was just fake, but why was she feeling so excited to be with Tiffany right now? Also why was Tiffany so willing to strip nude and touch her exposed skin? Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 07 "I saw you once... in the throes of a sexual rampage in the bathroom." Tiffany whispered as she traced her fingertips along Jen's lower stomach, "I masturbated to the two of you. You looked so perfect bent over..." Tiffany's eyes looked hollow. They were broken. Her voice was flat and didn't fluctuate normally. What was wrong with her? "You... you bent over and let him fuck you like I have always wanted to be fucked..." her voice trailed off and Tiffany leaned forward her hands shaking. Jen saw something flicker in Tiffany's eyes that she couldn't quite understand. Was it fear? Was it shock? Tiffany's mouth closed around one of Jen's erect nipples and she lost all train of thought and soon stopped caring. What did it matter that Tiffany was acting strange? The girl was like totally sucking on her nipple. Jen bit her lip both out of anger and out of pleasure. She wasn't airheads that talked or even though like that... but the pleasure that was coursing through her breast made her stop caring. Life wasn't worth living if you couldn't enjoy having sex more often... Jen could hear the words of Jenni rolling in her head as Tiffany's tongue darted forward and backward along her stiff nipple. The other woman's fingertips were right on the edge of her pussy. Jen felt that strange boiling in her nether regions once again. It was pleasurable, but far different than being aroused. Tiffany's fingers dipped forward and she touched the edge of Jen's clit. Electricity shot up Jen's spine. She shivered and her legs stiffened with pleasure. Jen felt a bit uncomfortable for a few seconds and Tiffany removed her fingers from her slickened clit. She felt her breath slowly resume its excited pace. Did Tiffany do something to her? She opened her eyes and looked down at the woman who was sucking and kissing her breast excitedly. Jen gently placed her hands on Tiffany's back. Tiffany looked up at her and Jen gently moved her to a sitting position. Jen hungrily eyed Tiffany's red lipped pussy. She was completely shaved, mimicking the slick skin around Jen's own smooth mound. It made her mouth water. Tiffany bit her lip as she eyed Jen. Was she nervous of what was going to happen? Jen tried to make herself stop, but each time Tiffany wiggled under her gaze she felt her mouth watering. It felt like when she was entranced by Jenni thick juicy cock pumping her hot seed into Jen's mouth. How much cum had she lapped up from that pool? She lowered her self toward Tiffany's moist slit. Tiffany moved a bit down giving Jen better access to her body. She could smell the musty scent of the other woman's body. It was much like the first night that Jenni had appeared to her. The smell was intoxicating and arousing. Jen moved her hips forward and Tiffany slid her leg against Jen's pussy. The feeling of her skin pressed against her moist honey pot made Jen lap her tongue forward excitedly. She had never touched another woman, let alone licked one. She wasn't attracted to women, but ever since that encounter with Jenni the other day she couldn't seem to get them off her mind. Tonight was something extremely different than she had ever expected though. It was incredibly exciting and pleasurable. She hungrily darted her tongue forward and licked at Tiffany's clit once more. The other woman let out a soft groan of delight. She rocked her head back into the pillows and rocked her pelvis against Jen's tongue. Jen leaned in so her lips were pressed against Tiffany's mound. Her teeth dug into the skin giving her better access to her pussy. She had told hundreds of men how to give her proper oral, she should know how to give a woman proper oral as well. Tiffany writhed in pleasure against Jen's licking tongue. Jen lifted her hand and dipped her fingers into tiffany's slick hole. She kept her focus on licking at her exposed clit, while her fingers coaxed along the insides of her body. Each stroke Jen would give, Tiffany would grip the bed and wiggle her hips excitedly. The heat from Tiffany's pussy made Jen close her eyes and she lapped her tongue along her slick folds excitedly. She wanted to taste the other woman's orgasm. She wanted to feel her clench down on her fingers and pour out her sweet nectar. It wouldn't be as much or the same as Jenni's, but it was exciting nonetheless. She continued her hunt licking her tongue along one edge and touching it down firmly on her clit and licking the other edge of her slit. She followed that pattern for what seemed like forever. Most men could have made her orgasm by now, but then again Jen also got off on feeling empowered. This was different though. She and Tiffany were sharing in something exciting and wonderful. She was like the little sex addict that she like always wanted to be. Jen opened her eyes to see Tiffany playing with her nipples excitedly. Jen rubbed her hips forward and felt a surge of pleasure run through her. She darted her tongue forward mocking the motion of writing the letter 'T'. Each stroke she made with her tongue would make Tiffany wail out in pleasure. She could tell that the other was soon going to orgasm. Tiffany gripped a hand on the back of Jen's head, moaning out excitedly. Jen hungrily licked forward along her clit. She then latched her mouth down and sucked gently on the other woman coaxing her orgasm to flood out faster. Tiffany gave out a scream and she rocked her hips against Jens face. Her chin sat easily in her palm as she stroked her fore and middle finger in Tiffany's slit. She felt her pussy clamp down on her fingers and Jen licked her tongue down drinking up the other woman's cum. She moaned out over and over again as her pussy fluttered against Jen's face. Jen's head began to whirl excitedly. This was perfect. This was all that she wanted. Finally Tiffany's orgasm subsided and Jen released her from their sexual lock. She sat up on the bed wiping her chin and licking her fingertips excitedly. She just gave a woman oral for the first time... and yet it felt so familiar. Tiffany sat up in the bed as well and leaned her head on Jen's shoulder as they sat side by side. She was still panting and gave out a soft sigh. "Thank you Jen." Tiffany said between deep breaths. Jen closed her eyes and let out a gentle sigh. Her pussy was still on fire and that now familiar butterfly feeling was pressing in her nether region excitedly. Maybe she just needed a good orgasm to remove that feeling. "That is probably exactly what you need." A gentle voice whispered in her ear. She opened her eyes, but no one was there. "Jenni?" Jen asked the air. Tiffany lifted her head from Jen's shoulder. She stared up at her with confusion. "Jen... what's wrong?" Tiffany asked her tilting her head up to get a better view of the other woman's face. Jen shook her head and assured Tiffany that it was nothing. Tiffany shrugged her shoulders and began to draw gentle circles on Jen's hip. She shivered under the other woman's touch. Her damp pussy began to grow wet again and she felt herself growing more excited by the second. Tiffany continued to trace her fingertips gently along Jen's skin. She sighed in pleasure and Tiffany scooted herself down on the bed. "Let her do it, it will be like so good..." Jenni's voiced echoed in Jen's ears. Jen whipped her head around to see where the voice came from, but no one was in the room with her and Tiffany. Tiffany pressed her hand gently on Jen's stomach and eased her back giving her a better view of Jen's moistened slit. Tiffany touched her clit and Jen cooed out in satisfaction. She really did need a bit of relief. Maybe it was all the day dreaming that she needed out of her mind. Tiffany's tongue flattened itself against her pussy and Jen gave out a shocked moan. She didn't even notice the other woman had moved against her body so easily. Tiffany darted her tongue forward and backward, almost copying some of the strokes that Jen had given her recently. Was tiffany a lesbian, or was she just well-practiced in doing sexual acts? Jen almost giggled to herself. Tiffany was a nerd there was no way that she went around being promiscuous. Tiffany's fingers dipped into her honey pot and Jen groaned out in pleasure. It felt so different than when she was with Jenni. Each touch, each motion, it all made her mind whirl with desire. Tiffany pushed and prodded along the insides of Jens damp pussy. She moaned out again as her tongue darted back and forth on her exposed clit. "That's like so hot I think you will make me cum. Do you want to drink it?" Jen looked up but there was no Jenni to be found. Her voice echoed in her head. It was extremely sexy having this other woman tonguing her clit and rubbing her pussy. She couldn't argue that. "Yes..." Jen whispered to the air in response to Jenni's question. Tiffany took that for her to dig further in. Her tongue began to lap and dig further coaxing Jen to moan out happily. She writhed her hips against the woman's face. Tiffany's free hand dipped down and cradled her ass gently. She moved a fingertip around her anus gingerly. Jen let out a moan in both shock and pleasure. Was she really going to let Tiffany stick her finger in? Before she could protest Tiffany slid a single digit into her tight asshole. Jen moaned out again as her tongue worked her clit in a counterclockwise circle. Maybe Tiffany really was a lesbian and this wasn't the first time she had ever done this with a woman. Jen moaned out again as Tiffany slid another finger into her ass. She had never thought that it would feel that good, but ever since Mimi visited her in that strange sex dream... She moaned again as Tiffany brushed her clit again. Each time she moved or wiggled another spike of pleasure rocked her entire body. It was so much better than the last time she had been fucked... She moaned out again as Tiffany's fingers coaxed her to climax. She gripped the bed and opened her mouth wailing out in pleasure. A thick rope of liquid splashed across her face and into her mouth. It was sweet and honey like. She swallowed up as much as she could. Another stream poured across her chest and stomach. She wiped her hands on her eyes and sat up to see Jenni's face screwed up in ecstasy, her hand stroking her massive cock expertly. Her other hand was behind her back moving forward and backward. More cum splashed on her body, and Jen quickly sat up and latched onto the tip of Jenni's massive dick. It had been so long since she had tasted her sweet cum. Another torrent splashed into her mouth and willing stomach. Where had she been? After a few more spurts of cum, Jenni sighed and stepped back from Jen, "You are such a good little dick slut aren't you? That was like so hot. Thanks for letting me watch Tiffany eat you out. I bet she will love the improvements it will bring to her." "What do you mean improvements?" She asked tilting her head feeling her mouth water as she watched Jenni's massive cock droop along her leg proudly. "Well like how we can change you and stuff, you can change her. It will be slower until you grow that big cock of yours... speaking of which..." Jenni said smiling down at Jen. Her skin was now absorbing the rest of the cum that had splashed across her in copious amounts. She giggled as the butterflies rustled in her nether region, as though begging to escape. Was that the feeling of that cock growing? When Tiffany was fingering her ass was she really rubbing a prostate? She gave out a shriek in fear, but Jenni walked over and sat on the bed next to Jen. "It's okay; everything is going to be fine." She said and she pulled her in for a big hug. Jen gave out a sigh as her face was pressed between the other woman's large pillow like breasts. They were soft and warm and comforting, "The change will be perfect and you will love it..." her voice trailed off and Jen was left in darkness. ****** Tiffany's hands were shaking as Jen leaned back on the bed after that incredible orgasm she had. What had she done? The smell of something overly sweet made her head spin excitedly. It reminded her of the creamer she had left for Jen. Was there something that the bacterium was producing? She had even done something irreversible. She had exposed herself to Jen and licked and touched her vagina and anus. What exposure was going to happen to her? Tiffany shuddered as she sat up on the bed. How did she succumb so easily to this woman? She wanted to shriek, but she quickly stood up from the bed and tiptoed her way to the clothing she had left on the floor in a hurry. Maybe she wasn't exposed to the bacteria. Maybe she could be safe from whatever was going to happen to Jen. She turned back to look at the woman who was now idly sleeping on the bed. Whatever had happened made her shiver again. It was almost like mind control, but she wanted it... it made her want to do it. She scooped up her clothes off the ground. She would have to stay here over the weekend now though... Jen couldn't be stranded at her house. What kind of predicament did she get herself into? She stepped into her clothes and buttoned up her blouse, but it didn't seem to fit quite right. She looked down at her chest and sighed. Maybe nothing bad really was going to happen from all this. Just because she did enjoy the occasional sexual throws with a woman didn't mean that she could get infected from Jen. That was ingested a drink and there wasn't a way it could mix.... Tiffany shook her head. She needed to collect data from what just happened. She gently closed the door behind her. As she stepped into the hall she heard Jen whisper in the room. Tiffany pressed her ear against the door so she could hear better. "Are you sure Jenni?" Her voice asked quietly, and then she moaned out as though she was having another orgasm. What really was going to happen to Jen... or even worse.... her. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 08 Tiffany sat down on the couch holding her clothing in a tight bundle against her exposed skin. For some reason the blouse not fitting right against her bosom made her decide that she should just sit in the nude... well not entirely she was still wearing her pink panties she had put on that morning. They fit snug and gave her at least a bit of comfort of not being entirely exposed. The house was still and cold to her though. Jen really did keep a tidy place. She leaned forward to the table and grabbed a remote. She figured she could at least enjoy a bit of television while keeping an eye on her experiment. The device in her hand seemed to have far too many buttons. She grimaced and pressed a power button hoping that it didn't turn on the AC or something cold in the house. To her surprise the exact opposite happened. A nearby electric fireplace flicked on and gentle streams of heat wafted into the room. She put the remote back onto the glass coffee table and dropped her clothing to the floor. "Walking around the house entirely nude? That seems a bit outrageous..." Tiffany turned her head over her shoulder expecting to see Jen standing there, but the room was empty. She shivered again and moved in front of the fireplace. It really wasn't rational of her to not put on her clothes, but it just didn't feel right to her... "That's because it isn't right." The same voice whispered in the frigid air around her. Tiffany felt the hair stand up on the back of her neck. "Is someone there?" She asked but only the dark house greeted her coldly. She shivered again and sat down in front of the fireplace. "Tiffany are you okay?" Jen appeared out of nowhere next to Tiffany. She was huddled in a ball holding her knees, she too was entirely nude. "Holy shit you scared me to death!" Tiffany said nearly toppling over trying to climb away from the woman, until she realized that it was just Jen. "I heard you talking out here and felt really lonely." She said looking down and pressing her chin between her knees giving Tiffany a smile. Tiffany sat up and wiped her hand on the edge of her arm, "I didn't mean to like scare you." "It's okay... it's your house." The intoxicating smell that followed Jen penetrated Tiffany's nose. She felt her pussy burn red and she pressed her thighs together to cover up her recent growing arousal. "I um... I think there is like something you need to see Tiffany." Jen said biting her lip and looking into the fire. She was still huddled over hugging her knees close to her chest. Was the experiment going to finally have the manifestation that Emily had shown in the lab? Tiffany felt her heart pounding against her chest rapidly. There was no way she was ready for this, at least not without her notes or tools to test the other woman. "Okay..." Tiffany felt a lump build in her throat. Jen smiled and slowly scooted back from Tiffany on her heals expertly. She could feel the anticipation of what Jen was about to show her. She knew what Emily had, and how the last thing she heard from Diana was that a second anomaly had sprouted up. Where did Diana go? She could call her up and have taken a look at Jen... Jen blushed and gently sat back on the ground. She spread her legs gently and the light flickered from the fireplace against her exposed skin. There was a small darker colored lump pressing out that covered Jen's vagina perfectly. It was lumped and shaped different than she had expected. "I... I didn't think it was real... but..." Jen said biting her lip as Tiffany stared in shock. She moved closer to Jen to get a better view of what it really was. It didn't have a phallic shape, but it wasn't something a girl normally had. Tiffany reached a hand forward and touched the skin gently. Jen's breath caught in surprise and she gasped a bit, "Your fingers are cold..." "So you can feel that right?" Tiffany asked bringing her hand to her mouth and gently warming her fingertips with her breath. The smell of something extremely sweet wafted into the air when she moved back in to have a better view of what was going on with Jen's body. As she touched she felt it move a bit under her fingers. It was familiar. Tiffany couldn't help but move her other hand in. It was soft to the touch, and the outer level resembled Jen's skin. It seemed to be a bit darker than her normal skin tone, but not by much. She rolled the shape between two fingers and Jen's face flinched in pain, "I am so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." "It's okay.... they are like... sensitive so don't push them too much." Them? What were these exactly? Then it clicked in Tiffany's mind. These were the testes that were going to produce the self-sustaining semen that Emily the Mouse had been consuming. Why did they appear before a phallus though? "So... did this just like happen out of the blue? We just fooled around in the other room and you didn't have these not even an hour ago." Tiffany said trying to hide the fact that she was the one that dosed her with the bacteria. "Well honestly there has been a friend that I have been seeing that.... she like told me all about the changes and stuff..." Jen said as Tiffany continued to probe the flesh that was now protruding from above Jen's pussy. The smell of overly sweet caramel wafted into her nose. It was far more powerful than when she had licked Jen's pussy in the other room. "Friend?" Tiffany said her heart pounding in her ears. She felt her stomach flutter with excitement. Jen was easing back on the floor giving Tiffany a better view of the growth. Tiffany scooted closer to the other woman hoping to see more. The smell of powerful caramel made her head spin and her chest heave with excitement. "Yea... she is like... not here but here." Jen said, her own chest matching the pace of Tiffany's. Tiffany moved her face closer to the growth on Jen's body. What would it feel like to lick and suck on these? To Tiffany's surprise her tongue darted forward and ran along the new flesh protruding from Jen's body. Jen gave out an excited moan and Tiffany felt a surge of pleasure rock through her spine. She placed her lips on the skin and sucked on it gently. It really did feel like a typical male ball sack, though smooth and unwrinkled. She swirled it around gently in her mouth. Jen moaned out and Tiffany's fingers darted into the other woman's pussy. She was going to have oral sex with her again. It was like she couldn't control her desires though. She was a slave to something inside of her mind. She tried to will herself to stop what she was doing, but soon the sweet taste of Jen's arousal was pouring over her tongue as she licked and sucked on her clit. It tasted sweeter than before. It resembled the smell that was wafting from the other woman. It reminded her of eating caramels like they give out around October. It was smooth and warm. The skin against her tongue felt incredible as well. Whatever was coming from inside Jen's pussy was all that Tiffany wanted to drink down. She wanted every ounce she could take in. Jen was bucking and screaming in pleasure, and Tiffany got the urge to dip her fingers into Jen's ass once more. It seemed to Tiffany last time she did that Jen went into a fit of pleasure that was unforeseen. Tiffany wiggled her head as though trying to say no, but it only added to Jen's pleasure. She was trying to convince herself that it wasn't worth it, but then another wash of sweet tasting nectar would pour into her mouth from Jen's pussy. It seemed like she was generating far too much lubricant for normal sex, but Tiffany pushed that aside. It didn't quite matter the reason for what was going on, right now all that mattered was that she got to taste more of it. Jen nearly screamed out in pleasure as Tiffany's fingers made circular motions in Jen's exposed asshole. The newly formed sack that was jutting out from her pelvis pressed into Tiffany's nose. She could smell the caramel on her flesh. It was like Jen was producing the smell of her cum all over her body in place of sweat. Tiffany moaned out as another copious amount of Jen's arousal washed into her mouth. She lapped and licked as much of it as she could. It was incredible. Jen moaned again and rocked her hips in the air, nearly shouting with pleasure as Tiffany got as much of her orgasm into her mouth as possible. "That's a good girl, drink that it will help you see us." Tiffany heard a voice whisper over her shoulder, but she didn't bother to stop drinking Jen's cum. Jen slowed her rocking, but Tiffany didn't want to release her from the sexual lock they were in. She wanted to lap up as much of Jen as she could. She kept her lips pressed roughly against her pussy and licked her tongue furiously on Jen's clit. Her fingers still drew deep circles in Jen's ass. Each motion she made coaxed a deeper moan from Jen. As she moved her fingers in Jen's small ass, she felt a lump of something unfamiliar. She slid her finger forward and rubbed it. As she touched the spot Jen gave out a loud howled pleasurable moan and more cum seeped into Tiffany's open jaws. She hungrily drank down more of the woman's orgasm. It tasted wonderful. She was like a child let loose in a chocolate store. Soon she felt dizzy and had to release Jen from her hungry clutch. She sat back and looked at the woman whose legs were spread lazily on the carpet. The fireplace still radiated heat, and she felt cold sweat drip down her spine. What had she just done? "That was perfect Tiffany!" A voice said from over her shoulder. Tiffany wheeled around to see nothing but darkness. She was hearing voices... maybe a hallucination was happening because she had exposed herself to a bacterial infected woman. Jen pushed herself up and gave tiffany a smile. "Like Hi Jenni!" Jen said, and Tiffany realized that she wasn't looking at Tiffany but past Tiffany. She turned her head expecting to see someone there, but the house was empty. She looked back at Jen who was now standing up uneasily and made her way to the couch. She sat down and spread her legs, her hand running down and toying with her newly formed ball sack. She rubbed a breast lazily in the other hand and continued to look out at nothing, "Like when do I get to have the fun part?" She asked the air. "Jen... who are you talking to?" She asked hoping that Jen wasn't losing her mind. Tiffany's heart was in her throat. She was exhibiting sign of extreme mental breakdown. She was also starting to show extreme signs of sexual appetite. The stages that Emily had shown in a matter of hours had manifested right after Tiffany was involved with her in a sexual fashion. Did she accelerate the process? What had she done to speed it up? "Oh like Jenni, Jenni can you say hi to Tiffany?" She turned her head gently indicating where the woman was standing. Tiffany turned and to her surprise there was a shadowed figure in the room. Tiffany let out a yelp and scooted back on her heels until her back was touched the cold stone edge of the fake fireplace. She covered her mouth as the figure stepped closer to her, the light illuminating the figure. She looked like Jen, only a bit larger in both chest and height. She also had a massive cock that was standing stiffly erect. She had her hands pressed to her breasts and she was kneading the flesh between open fingers. "Hi Tiffany." Tiffany felt her eyes roll into her head and darkness overtook her. The world didn't make sense. All was lost. She had seen a vision, a ghost. Perhaps it was a strange dream she had after having strange sex with Jen. She had sex with her boss; she had sex with a woman for that matter. She groggily opened her eyes, and there was a blaring white that overtook her vision. She squinted trying to block out most of the intruding brightness. "I think she is up." There was a whisper from one side of her; she couldn't quite make out orientation. With the world as bright as it was she was probably at the hospital. Maybe she hit her head... maybe all this was an extreme dream that she was having from getting in a car wreck or something and she was in a coma finally recovering into the real world. She lifted a hand to her face and moaned out. "Yuppers she is up!" An unfamiliar tone said from the other side of her. She tried to open her eyes again, and the light didn't seem as bright this time. She moaned again and pushed herself up on her elbow. The smell of caramel overtook her nose and she leaned to her left to get a better smell of it, "Awe look she likes you." The still unfamiliar tone said as she leaned in to the smell. It was sweet, what could it be? She tried to open her eyes, but it was still too bright to see, "Do you want to taste some of it?" A voice said that seemed more known to her than the other. Tiffany nodded and a groggy throbbing in her head made her wish she hadn't done that, "Okay like grab here and do this for a second it will make it easier. The lean forward and hold her chin so she can like put it in all the way." The other voice said. Tiffany opened her mouth a bit, maybe she really had a bad accident and this would be the first solid food she was going to eat. She smiled and felt something warm get close to her mouth. The taste of something sweet dripped onto her tongue and she shivered in delight. It was extremely flavorful and reminded her of eating caramel apples. She opened her mouth more and more of the juice dripped onto her tongue. "Okay don't bite down on this or you will break something. Just suck on it." The other voice said and Tiffany nodded. She opened her eyes again but everything was blurry. There was pressure on her jaw from someone holding her chin. They guided the object between her lips gently. The sweet flavors erupted in her mouth, sending all of her senses onto a frenzy of delight. She slid the object further into her mouth and rolled her tongue against it. It didn't seem quite familiar though. It was thick and warm, and a bit spongy. It wasn't extremely hard, but hard enough that she didn't want to bite on it. The taste was incredible though. She slid her mouth towards the end of it and pulled it out gently with a pop. "What is it?" She asked as she moved it back between her lips sucking on it trying to absorb as much flavor as possible. There was a gentle whimper that she didn't quite comprehend. "It's for you to enjoy, just keep sucking on it. I bet the warm gooey center will finally pop out." The other higher voice said. It wasn't all too unfamiliar, but it reminded her of something she had recently heard. Whatever it was Tiffany had decided that she was going to get that gooey center sooner than later. She sucked harder on the object and licked her tongue along the smooth surface. It reminded her of something she had one time... but she couldn't quite place a finger on it. She moved off the shape one more time and leaned back trying to blink away whatever was blurring her vision, "So like really what is it?" "Just keep going it will taste really good I promise." A voice that was panting said back to her, almost hurriedly. Tiffany shrugged and the hand guided her chin back to the object. She couldn't quite understand what it was though. It was sweet and hard, but a lollipop because it was too warm for that. It couldn't be a cake or anything along those lines. Ice-cream or Popsicle was too cold, but the Popsicle was similar. She continued to suck on the surface coaxing more of the sweet juices to pour into her mouth. Heavy panting echoed overhead and she continued to work her mouth on the object. Suddenly the hand that was holding her chin let go and Tiffany opened her mouth further pushing more of the tasty object between her lips. It tasted wonderful. The hand that once held her chin gripped the back of her head. Then the sweet caramel filling poured into her mouth. She hungrily drank it up. It tasted incredible. She sucked on the object coaxing more of its sweet center to fill her stomach to the brim. She licked her tongue on it over and over enjoying the way the warm splashes felt as it seeped down her throat. The panting soon subsided and the gooey caramel stopped pouring into her mouth. She released the object with satisfaction. Whatever they had given her, she decided that she needed far more. "Thank you so much Tiffany I really needed that..." The panting voice trailed off. "That was really hot Tiffany. Let's sit you up." Firm hands gripped her shoulders and moved her back. She decided that she was sitting on a bed because warm pillows greeted her back and she gently leaned back on them. She opened her eyes again and wiped whatever was covering them. It felt sticky, and smelled similar to the caramel that she just ate. She brought her fingertips to her mouth and tasted it. It was the exact same taste as before. She felt her heart beat in her chest and she started to wipe away more furiously at the stuff covering her face. She opened her eyes and Jen was standing next to her. She sighed out when she looked up at Jen's face. It was a moment of relief to realize that she was just going crazy seeing a giant version of Jen with a prick. Emily the mouse rolled into her mind and she began to think she could push the image of that mouse out of her head. Then as she adjusted a bit on the mattress she saw a flaccid cock sitting cutely against Jen's pelvis. It wasn't large at all, roughly four inches. The head was bulbed and red as though she had just had sex, and then Tiffany gave out a startled shriek. "Did I... did I..." she asked stammering still staring at the strange anomaly that was formed on Jen's pelvis. "You did such a good job! It was Jenni's idea to cover your eyes to see if you would like the taste of it." Tiffany felt sick. She couldn't seem to bring herself to vomit though. She coughed and wiped her hands furiously on her face trying to remove any further residue of spunk that was left on her face. She turned her head to where the other voice had been but no one was there. Had she really seen a giantess that was looming over her or was she hallucinating from having ingested something from Jen's body. Whatever it was she just exposed herself to the anomaly. Tiffany's head whirled further. Diana had said that Emily was contaminating her experiments with the other mice. She said that the changes produced by Emily were spreading quickly into the other mice the more they had sex. The small amount that Tiffany had consumed could send spiraling changes into herself. She was contaminated herself. She was exposed to the same treatment that she gave Jen... and she almost liked the feeling it gave her. She unknowingly exposed herself to an unknown bacterium that caused outlandish physical changes. The questions that began to build in her mind made her feel even sicker to her stomach, but still unable to rid herself to the semen that she had ingested. "Like what's wrong?" Jen asked tilting her head to the side; her hands were working hungrily on the edges of her breasts. They appeared to have swollen even larger than before, and Tiffany gave out a deep sigh, feeling tears well in the corners of her eyes. "It wasn't supposed to be like this at all... it was supposed... you were... I didn't want to be exposed to any of this. I thought that it would be harmless..." she trailed off as tears streamed down her cheeks. She would not be able to prevent any changes to her body. Hopefully she could leave Jen and prevent the changes from going on more rapid. The small phallus that Jen now had lifted a bit and lowered itself a blood rushed into the tip. She was growing aroused from either her touching herself, or that she and Tiffany were both in the nude. Tiffany realized that she was in Jen's room sitting up on her bed. She vaguely recalled sitting up and feeling pillows, but she was still taken aback. Jen must have been extremely strong. Tiffany wasn't large or anything, but when you looked at Jen you couldn't imagine her picking up another person and dragging them to another room whilst they were unconscious. She looked back up at Jen and saw the other woman's brow was furrowed as her fingers gently rubbed against her thick erect nipples. They looked mouthwatering. She trailed her eyes back down to the penis that was attached to Jen's lower half. It seemed so familiar and comforting. It wasn't overly large, and wasn't impressive if a man was to have it, but it seemed soothing and gentle. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 08 Tiffany reached up a hand and began to examine the changes to Jen's body. Her scientific mind began to overtake her. She needed to find out why it grew, and how it worked. Why did her cum smell and taste sweet? That wasn't something a normal body produced. Was it because the liquid allowed you to self-sustain? Tiffany's fingers traced along the shaft and she lifted it a bit to get a better view of the ball sack that was now covering Jen's red lipped pussy. Each time Tiffany moved a hand Jen would give out a slight squeak and she would bite her lips shifting from foot to foot. She was starting to exhibit sign of extreme mental changes, aside from her extreme physical change. Tiffany felt her mouth begin to water again as she moved her fingers to the tip of Jen's cock. Jen's cock... the word stuck out in her mind what she had been thinking. Jen had grown a Cock. The Jen Parks. The office bitch. The horrible boss that she so despised. She was finally getting her just desserts... but Tiffany seemed to be paying for it as well. Somehow Jen numbed her mind enough to be able to unload multiple orgasms into Tiffany's mouth... She was exposed to the sweet succulent semen that Jen could produce. Tiffany's mouth watered again and her pussy began to burn in a fit. The intoxicating smell of Jen's arousal reached her nose happily. "Can I try being on top?" Jen asked shifting a bit until she was kneeling on the bed. Her knees slid gently against the inside of Tiffany's spreading them apart a bit. Tiffany's head was pressed against the wall and she felt the growing butterflies in her stomach hold her back from saying anything. Jen moved a hand to the base of the small dick that she now had growing off her body. She leaned forward until the head of her dainty phallus was rubbing against Tiffany's red lipped pussy. She gave out a soft coo, and Jen squeaked out in ecstasy. "Fuck me...." Tiffany felt the words slip between her lips, almost like a hiss. She meant to say 'no please don't... you are exposed to a chemical that I don't trust or even know what it can do. You could possibly infect me. I might start exhibiting changes like what you have. You are losing your mind! Stop now get off the bed.' none of those words seemed to leave her. Only the single whisper begging Jen to penetrate her body with the newly formed penis seemed to echo in her mind. Jen awkwardly thrust forward. She had never experienced sex with a male organ before, and Tiffany could tell that she wasn't nearly as skilled with the tool that she had. It still felt incredible to her though. Each thrust that Jen made sent a shiver up her spine. It wasn't nearly half as large as the biggest penis she had taken in, but it was still enticing enough that each movement made her moan out gently into Jen's shoulder. Her hands gripped at the skin on Jen's back. Each thrust and moan that Jen let out made Tiffany bite at Jen's shoulder. Her teeth were bared and she spread her legs further with aching desire. She clawed her fingernails into Jen and the other woman cooed in satisfaction. Tiffany's pussy fluttered in the throes of a mind shattering orgasm. She moaned out, the sound muffled as she pressed her lips roughly against Jen's shoulder. She sucked and bit at her arm. She left behind deep red hickies all along her flesh. She was hungry for more and she dipped her hands onto Jen's hips and help guide her thrusts to be steadier and even. Jen moaned out and the tip of her penis rubbed hungrily into Tiffany's wet twat. Tiffany felt sweat began to collect on her arms and lower back. She couldn't help but moan out in the throes of another leg stiffening orgasm. "You are so tight... It fits like so good..." Jen moaned out thrusting into Tiffany all throughout her intense orgasm. Tiffany felt her toes curl and grip at the bed sheets. Her hands moved from holding onto Jen's hips, and soon she wrapped her legs around the woman's lower back. They were locked. Jen was on her knees, her large tits swaying near Tiffany's hungry mouth. She licked her tongue forward and tasted the sweet flavor of Jen's sweat. It resembled the caramel that her cock could produce. Something about the woman was intoxicatingly sweet. Tiffany could only moan out a response that she hopped Jen could accept as a 'yea I don't really want to be having sex like this, you are going to contaminate me further' but Jen only thrust more furiously against Tiffany's pussy. They moaned in unison and Jen's cock spasmed into Tiffany's tight pussy. They orgasmed in unison. Tiffany unwound her legs and gripped the at the bed with her toes, her hands slammed onto the mattress and she arched her back moaning out in ecstasy as the other woman unloaded a healthy amount of cum into her body. When she thought that Jen would be finished, more seemed to spill into her open slit. Jen moaned and shivered as more ropes of her seed poured into Tiffany's little body. It was nowhere near the amount she had taken from Jenni, but it was loads more than a man could dream of producing. Her thrusting and moans finally subsided and Tiffany lowered herself back onto the bed. She unclenched the fists her feet had made and let go of the mattress. Jen slid her now softening penis out of the woman panting on the bed. She toppled over next to her and sighed out happily. "That was... like so much better than I thought it would be." Jen said panting a bit. "I... I don't know how I feel about all of this..." Tiffany said still feeling that pit in her stomach. She had just had sex with Jen. Jen was infected with an unknown bacterium. She had just taken a hefty amount of her semen. Her mind began to want to ask questions. she wanted to reach over and push Jen shouting, 'oh my God you just had sex with me and now I am going to transform into some ungodly creature with multiple cocks that sucks its own cum to live' but instead all she could do was lie there and soak it all in. "Awe your tummy looks like you ate a bit too much." Jen's fingers traced circles on Tiffany's stomach. She looked down and squeaked out in terror. She had a small pooch that looked like she was binge eating for a week and gained at least five pounds. She touched the skin and it was pliable to the touch. She felt overly full and sick to her stomach, "It's like okay Jenni says that it helps you grow big and strong." "What like you... you... Jen you have a penis... I just... we..." she couldn't even finish the sentences that she started. Each one would lead her to say far too much. She gave Jen a bacterium that was only tested on a handful of mice. Not only did she give her the bacteria, but she gave her an entire sample tube. Who was to know what could possibly happen to either of them now that Jen exposed her to her fluids. Tiffany shivered and wrapped her arms over her bare chest. "Yes, I am starting to be like... Jenni. Maybe you will get to see yourself as well. Jenni has helped me understand all of this." Jen said airily through a yawn. She really was starting to lose her mental capacity. Tiffany needed to try and find a cure at the lab before she also started losing motor skills. Perhaps the changes wouldn't be as quick as Jen's since she didn't drink the direct bacteria, but rather a byproduct from the other woman. She stared up at the ceiling feeling the weight of the world crash down on her shoulders. She would need to find an escape. Diana would be her only hope. She was going to have to go to her house and let her know what happened. She sighed out and closed her eyes tracing circles on her distended stomach. It was going to be a long weekend. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 09 Tiffany felt her chest move gently with ease as she took deep breaths. Something was gently rubbing and touching her ass. She kicked her leg forward as a reflex to move whatever it was away from her, but it seemed to slither between her cheeks and gently stroke her backdoor. She kicked her foot again, but the object pushed against her tight hole and she gave out a squeak. It writhed and wriggled and she gave out a startled gasp. It felt extremely good whatever it was doing. She spread her legs a bit allowing it to have better access to her body. She moaned out as it pushed only inches into her tight asshole. It slithered back out and then rubbed along her exposed buttocks. Whatever she had been trying to do earlier to get the thing away she instantly regretted it. Why wouldn't she want to feel this good? She gently opened her eyes to be greeted by bright noonday sun. There were no clouds to be seen in the bright sky. It seemed to be far too blue. She tilted her head and felt a liquid rubbing against her neck. Didn't she fall asleep in Jen's bedroom last night? Then the flood of memories of what she did popped into her head. She had sex with Jen... with Jen's penis. She shivered and became more aware of the warm liquid pressed all against her body. She lifted her head out of the liquid and heard whispers coming from the other side of where she lay. She sat up and the writhing object pushed further into her ass and began to wiggle gently inside of her body. She moaned out and pressed her hands down in the pool of liquid against her thighs, helping to spread them out. It felt so good. She was still extremely disoriented. She was lying in the shallow end of a smooth pool. It had thick white tiles that covered its floor, though the water was extremely murky and she couldn't see further down than two feet at most. It was warm and seemed to roil gentle as though it was a hot tub with low powered jets. She was on the steps at the shallow end and most of her body had been covered in the water, though now that she was sitting up her breasts topped the surface. The overwhelming smell of caramel overtook her and she moaned out again as the thing that was in her ass pushed and pressed around in her depths. She looked down, but couldn't see past her thighs in the liquid. She took a deep breath and smelled the pool water. It was the source of the caramel scent. Tiffany's head spun with sexual anticipation. She tried to shake herself out of whatever it was that was holding onto her mind. There wasn't something right about this pool. Something didn't seem quite right to her. The whispers continued from across the way, but there was a steam rising from the deep end and she could only make out three figures in the mist. She attempted to stand up, but the thing that was giving her so much pleasure kept her at bay. She tipped forward and caught herself on her hands and knees, wincing out as she felt the tile skid against her knee. It stung a bit, but the liquid touched the bottom of her chin and the sensation of the thing pushing around in her depths made her mind seem to skip over the fact that she had just tripped onto all fours in the pool, "Hey... where am I?" She decided that perhaps they could hear her at the other end and they would come over. Tiffany dipped a hand forward in the murky pool and ran it along her leg enjoying the bit of pleasure she was feeling. What was causing her to feel this good though? She reached a hand down between her legs and touched at her asshole. Nothing was there out of the ordinary that she could feel, but as she prodded the vibrations made her moan out again. The thing spun and twirled and caused her to bite her lip. The smell of Caramel seeped into her nose and her chin pushed against the liquid again. She wondered what it would taste like if she were to just lick her tongue forward... Why would she drink pool water? It was always chlorinated far too much for her liking... but then again this did smell of caramel. Tiffany dipped her head forward to the surface and opened her mouth. She decided if it tasted too bad she could just spit it out right? The flavor she tasted couldn't be described in what it caused her body to do as a reaction. Her pussy began to burn with a heated lust, and her hand that had once been toying around her asshole trying to discover what was happening back there had decided to move down and rub furiously at her clit. She had lost control of her body. She moaned out as she orgasmed into the pool and the thing in her ass spun once or twice causing her toes to curl with sexual pleasure. It was one of the best orgasms she had ever had from masturbating alone. She realized that she had moaned out and the misted figures were slowly walking towards her. She moved her hand from between her thighs reluctantly. She could easily cum a second or third time. When her hand was free there was another pressure that was similar to the feeling she had at her asshole. Whatever it was pushing and rubbing in the right places. Tiffany reached her free hand forward and began to rub at her right breast gently stroking her erect nipple. It felt swollen and more malleable in her hand than before. She assumed it had to have been from being under the water... or whatever it was that she was in. The figures were still some distance away, they seemed to be taking their time, but Tiffany could have sworn that each time they stepped forward the pool would rush with warmth and the thing squirming at her pussy would squirm excitedly. Suddenly she felt it pop into her aching body and she moaned out, then a second pressure and a third followed it. Another moved against her ass. There had to be something in the water that she couldn't see. A panic began to overtake her, but the pleasure she was feeling kept her rooted on her hands and knees. Why couldn't she shout out? She moaned again and lapped her tongue into the liquid like a dog that had been outside for hours in the sun. Each stroke the things in her body made, the more of the pools liquid she wanted inside of her body. It tasted wonderful and familiar in so many ways. The figures were soon distinguishable. They were females, one had dark skin and the others were tan but not as dark as the figure on the far right. Each had hair that could be considered normal in cartoons but nowhere near the normal color of a girl you see every day. The dark skinned one had a bright red shade of hair that only made her seem more exciting. The other two had nearly white blonde hair that hung in curls over their shoulders. The liquid came up to the tops of their breasts, but Tiffany could tell they were far larger than a normal woman's she had ever seen. She moaned out again in another fitful orgasm, her right hand still stroking happily against her erect nipple. She licked forward again and blushed realizing that the women were all staring at her as they slowly approached her. The girl in the middle seemed so familiar to her. Then she nearly choked on the pools liquid. It was Jen. The other two she couldn't quite recognize, but Jen was in the middle walking proudly between them. They were much taller than she, and their breasts were far larger than Jen's, though her shape could compare. They were goddesses. They were beyond beautiful. The shape of their plump lips, the way they would sway their hips with each step they took. The water didn't help much with that, but she could imagine that their breasts had a healthy bounce. She could almost picture how perky they were too. Tiffany realized that her jaw hung open; she probably looked like a sick sexual slave. Her cheeks turned red when she realized that the thought of being a subordinate of these three women turned her on more than she had anticipated. She felt her cheeks turn an even darker shade of red when she realized that the image of Jen with a cock made her pussy even warmer than before, "Who..." she tried to start, but couldn't help and let out a spine tingling moan as she felt another orgasm roll through her body. Whatever was going on in the pool was incredible. "Don't worry, like we are here to totally show you the best time." The girl on the left said in a luscious tone. Tiffany lifted her head to try and get a better look at the woman. The water was shallower on this side of the pool and her breasts were fully exposed. Each was capped with a thick thumb like nipple that looked perfect enough for her to suckle. Each breast swayed gently with each breath that the woman took in. Her skin was smooth and flawless, slightly tanned to show off each curve of her thin figure. "Oh like Tiffany don't worry at all, you see our little friends are helping you to change faster than Jen here. Don't worry though like she will probably grow up to be the little Jenni we always knew she could be." The red haired woman from the right said down to Tiffany. Her breasts, even though Tiffany couldn't believe it, seemed to be larger than the woman on her left. There was a fluid dripping from each nipple and Tiffany felt her mouth water. She moaned again as the things inside of her body squirmed as the red headed woman talked. She must have been controlling them. What were they? "I see you like Mimi's little friends. They are very naughty, but I bet by now they have made you a pretty sweet prostate by now... by the sounds of it maybe two." Jen said from the middle. Her voice seemed higher pitched than before. Tiffany blinked at what Jen was saying, but the words didn't quite soak in. She couldn't really get a grasp of anything that was being said to her right now. She sat there like an idiot on her hands and knees in the pool moaning out as the invisible things writhed in her body. They felt wonderful though. "Oh yea... Tiffany that is your name isn't it? I was thinking it was Anni, but that is like totally me. Don't worry you will be just like me one day." The woman on Tiffany's left nearly shouted out as she jumped up and wrapped her arms around her body under her breasts emphasizing the cleavage of the mounds even further. Tiffany felt her head spin and realized for the first time what was happening. She was hallucinating after having ingested a large amount of Semen from Jen. Jen had sex with her and passed fluids into her body. The fluid that Jen had consumed that contained the bacteria was similar to the caramel pool that she had been lapping up so hungrily before. She tried to analyze the outcome of what was going to happen, but then the things in her body writhed and she felt her body shiver in another orgasm. How many was that now? "What.... what is going on inside of my body." Tiffany panted out as she reluctantly let go of her breast. "Oh those are like Mimi's little friends. I am sure that...." Jen bit her lip and her eyes nearly bulged from their sockets. Her face turned red and she shifted back and forth almost uncomfortably. "As she was saying they are going to stop soon because they can only do so much unless you drink more of the source. The pool helps, but you need to have the real thing honey." The red headed woman that Tiffany had assumed was Mimi said happily. Jen continued to shift back and forth and she raised a hand to her head nearly pulling her hair. She cocked her head back and let out a throaty moan and the pool warmed around Tiffany. Something strange had just happened to Jen and Tiffany wanted to know so she could try and document it. "What is going on with Jen?" Tiffany asked trying to hold back her moan as she felt something else squirming against her ass. "Oh like Mimi's little friends have finally gotten into her cock. They always try and do that, but Jen here was kinda small and they didn't really know how to get in until now. They will swim around and try and make more of their friends so they can play in the pool together." Then it clicked in Tiffany's mind. It was a pool of sperm. The 'friends' that were writhing and twisting in Tiffany's body were sperm. They penetrated Jen's newly formed penis and were coaxing penile penetration orgasms. Tiffany lost her train of thought and moaned out again in another orgasm. "Let's get you out of the pool for a bit so we can show you a really good time." Mimi said and Anni walked up to Tiffany grabbing a hold of her arm. Jen stood still panting out, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. She wasn't going to move for some time. Soon Tiffany was lying on a chair at the pools edge. As soon as she surfaced from the liquid the things slithered out of her exposed holes. She nearly gave out a squeak as they left her. She felt so empty... so alone without them. She tried to shake her head to get rid of the sexual urges that were overtaking her body. Something crazy was going on and she was far from in control at the moment. Tiffany looked over at Anni who was standing near her left shoulder and she covered her mouth to prevent a shriek from escaping her lips. Anni had a foot long cock drooping from her body, it twitched and pulsed excitedly. Her hips were so shapely and each time Anni shifted that cock would sway happily near her arm. There was no way any of this could be happening. Then she remembered Emily the mouse. Emily had grown a strange anomaly. And the craziest part of all was that the cum she had consumed was self-sustaining. Tiffany was grateful for her hands covering her mouth when she nearly shrieked out with another realization. Emily had to be removed from the other specimen because they were getting changed more rapidly and it was messing with Diana's experiment. The liquid she had been drinking was the same as the self-sustaining liquid that Emily could produce. Tiffany had consumed well over a liter of the stuff. She shivered and felt the skin on her arms pebble in the air. What had she done? "I bet if we stay here for a minute she will touch one of us. Who do you think it will be?" Anni asked, and Mimi shifted a bit to Tiffany's left. She looked over and dropped her hands down and actually did give out a squeal of horror and excitement. Mimi had a pair of cocks where Anni only had one. The size of each seemed about equal. They looked so perfect. The flesh was just a bit darker than Mimi's skin tone. Tiffany reached up a hand and touched the reddish tip of one of the cocks that jutted out from Mimi's hip. The woman cooed in satisfaction and Tiffany rolled a bit to get a better look at them. She ran her hands along the underside, feeling the veins pulsate blood into the heads keeping them stiff and erect. "Well looks like I get to fuck her ass." Anni said. Tiffany didn't have any time to react before Anni shoved her thick cock against Tiffany's back door. She widened her eyes and squeaked as the other woman pushed forward, her pelvis rubbed back and forth against her ass cheeks. Anni slid back and pushed her cock deep into Tiffany's bowels once again. Tiffany moaned out and let her hands fall to the edge of the chair to keep her upright. Mimi's hands were soon stroking each one of the giant Fuck Rods in her face. They looked so stiff, and yet so soft at the same time. Tiffany assumed wherever she was at it was as close to heaven as she would ever get. Anni thrust forward forcefully into Tiffany's ass once more and Tiffany moaned out in lust. The woman pounding away at her back door shuddered and shivered each time that she thrust forward. Tiffany watched as Mimi continued to play with her thick vein covered dongs. They were so juicy, dripping pre cum all over the floor in front of her as her hands worked at each of the stiff heads. Tiffany's hands were still gripping at the edge of the chair where she was hunched over on her knees. She felt her breasts swing forward each time Anni thrust in and out of her tight back door. She had never expected anal sex to feel as good as it did, but something made her hunger for more. Tiffany shivered and gave out a moan as juice dripped out her warm pussy and down her inner thigh as her body was wracked with yet another orgasm. How could you feel this much pleasure in such a small amount of time? Whatever was going on, it must have been caused by whatever Jen had done to her that night. Jen had corrupted her. Jen had spoiled all of her plans... could it really be called spoiling though with the pleasure that she was feeling? Could this ecstasy really be considered a bad thing? Maybe the bacterium was actually a way of Tiffany getting out of her shell. Maybe it was a way that she could actually enjoy life. She blinked her eyes still fixated on the thick cocks being stroked near her face. She did enjoy life outside of having sex though. She enjoyed working at the lab and pushing boundaries of humanity to better oneself and push the limit of life just an inch further. Anni stuffed into her back door further and Tiffany let out a soft moan. This did feel incredible though. Why couldn't she enjoy having sex with these giant women just as much as she did working at the lab? Tiffany gripped at the edge of the chair harder, her knuckles turning white as she felt another orgasm roll through her pussy and body. Maybe sex was a bit better than work at the lab though. Besides, the bacteria that had been created at the lab were creating this experience. She was part of the human trial now, and what was the point in ignoring it and not at least enjoying just a little bit. Something in Tiffany's mind put her at ease. She felt her body relax. Anni grunted and Tiffany felt as the strange woman's thick balls slapped forward against her pussy. Tiffany had never dreamed about doing anything like this before, at least not with women that had cocks. That was a new edition that didn't seem to bother her. She would be able to get the best of both worlds. Women did have beautiful figures, but there was always something that made her mouth water when she saw a massive cock. Tiffany opened her mouth inviting Mimi to stuff one of her dripping cocks in. Mimi giggled and stepped closer to Tiffany. She grabbed a hold of the one hanging to the left and guided it gently against Tiffany's tongue. The sweet flavor of caramel swirled in her mouth and she moaned out another orgasm push your pussy. Each time that sweet nectar poured into her body, pleasure beyond her wildest imagination would roll through her body. Tiffany hungrily slurped the rest of Mimi's cock into her mouth, until it brushed the back of her throat. She coughed and choked on the stiff meat, but couldn't seem to resist on taking it back out. She wanted it to be all the way inside of her. She began to hungrily bounce her head up and down, back and forth on Mimi's stiff cock. The woman cooed with satisfaction and continued to stroke her free cock, though with a bit more enthusiasm. Tiffany wrapped her lips around the one in her mouth and sucked on it hard, trying to coax more of the woman's precum to splash into her body. Mimi pinched her eyes and moaned out for the first time. Her voice was airy and made the hair on Tiffany's neck stand up on end. Anni, who was still thrusting away, began to shake a bit and her thrusts had begun to grow irregular and more erratic. Tiffany sucked hard again on Mimi's cock coaxing another moan from the woman. Anni gripped roughly at Tiffany's hips and her cock lurched thickening and Tiffany gave out a surprised squeak, though it was muffled from the girl meat that she was choking down. Her pussy fluttered with another orgasm in unison with Anni. Tiffany could tell that her body was being filled with the giantess's seed, but she couldn't quite feel it pouring in. She hungrily slathered her tongue along the underside of Mimi's cock and wrapped her lips around it again. She sucked hard and pushed her throat forward. Mimi shivered and her cock thickened against the roof of Tiffany's mouth. A torrent of hot caramel coated Tiffany's throat in an instant. Mimi's right hand was a blur as she stroked the free cock tenaciously. She moaned out and a thick rope of cum splashed on Tiffany's left eye. She quickly pinched it shut and tried to smile but forgot that the other woman's second cock was still pouring a hefty load of cum into her stomach. Black spots began to fill her vision, and Tiffany felt her body growing weak. She quickly popped the cock free from her lips and a few final spurts of cum splashed against her face and breasts in copious amounts from the duo of cocks. Mimi grabbed both and pointed them at Tiffany, who was now gasping for breath. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 09 Anni finally slid her dong free from Tiffany's ass, and instantly Tiffany felt cold and empty. She almost turned around and begged the other woman to put it back in. She was never this sex crazed or sex hungry what was going on with her? Mimi shook her cocks a few times, final spurts of cum landed on Tiffany's arms and the other woman looked pleased, as though she had just finished a masterpiece that was going to be passed from art gallery to art gallery for centuries to come. "That was wonderful. Thank you very much." Mimi said and she scooped Tiffany up in her arms with ease. It surprised Tiffany at first, but being cradled against the other woman's massive breasts gave her comfort. Anni was panting and wiped at her forehead to remove some of the sweat from her face. "Yea...." she panted out and put her hands on her upper thighs. The size of her breasts was over emphasized as she hunched forward as though she just ran a few miles, "You were so sexy back there." Tiffany almost gave out a shout when she felt the warm liquid of the pool roil against her lower back, but the sensation and smell made her relax quickly. She looked up at the woman cradling her, and gave a smile. She was safe and warm. She wouldn't have a need to go anywhere but here right now. "I wish you could have joined Jenni!" The Anni said from over Mimi's shoulder. Tiffany quickly looked over to see Jen standing in the liquid, her cheeks were a deep red and she was panting heavily. Jen looked up but didn't say a word. There was cum that had dried on her cheeks, and she gave out a startled shriek. Her body convulsed and the pool grew warm around Tiffany's back. Mimi gently walked closer to Jen, still carrying Tiffany in her arms. "She is still Jen, remember that Anni. Jenni is closer, but she is still Jen for now." Mimi said as she began to ease Tiffany to her feet in the pool. It was difficult for the woman to find her footing after taking the sexual escapade she just had, but she eventually stood upright in the pool of cum. The thought seemed to be more soothing than repelling as it had been before. Mimi moved closer to Jen, and she placed her hands on her shoulders. Jen shivered again at gave out a throaty moan that made the hair stand up on Tiffany's neck once more. The pool grew incredibly warm against her legs and Jen finally looked up at the woman looking down at her, "They seem to have wanted to do more with you than I thought they would. You really are something special, and I think that my little friends like really do love it. Let's get you out of the pool. Do you want a drink again?" Jen nodded and Mimi wrapped an arm around her shoulder. They slowly left the warm liquid and Tiffany followed stiffly. She turned to talk to Tiffany but the other woman wasn't anywhere to be found. Tiffany turned and tried to trot after the other two, but the liquid made it difficult to move. Jen sat down on one of the sun chairs and grabbed a hold of Mimi's large breast. She moved her lips forward and latched onto her breast hungrily. Soon loud sounds of her suckling were heard and Tiffany continued to make her way toward the other two women. They were both able to move so quickly in this pool, how on earth were they able to do that? Finally Tiffany reached the shallower end and her breasts broke the surface. As she walked up the steps she nearly fell back into the pool in shock. Her stomach bulged forward, past her breasts. She quickly whipped a hand forward and felt the bulging flesh. "It's okay you aren't pregnant, just full of our like cum and stuff. Just have a seat and I promise it will go away soon," Mimi said gesturing to another sun chair next to the couple of them. Her head was spinning. She took the steps slowly and one at a time, it felt so awkward to have that much weight inside of her body. How much cum did Anni let out? Where was Anni now? She sat back in the chair and closed her eyes trying to blink away the world. When would her life get back to normal? The sound of Jen suckling on Mimi's breasts was soothing though. She felt herself drifting to sleep gently and easily. ****** "Tiffany are you okay?" Tiffany gave out a moan in response to the voice... where was she at and who waking her up so early in the morning? "Tiffany you really should get up, it's like ten in the morning. Like come on Tiffany."She moaned out again. Her head felt groggy and her arms felt heavy at her sides. Was it really ten in the morning? She tried to open her eyes, but the bright light in the room made her pinch them shut quickly. She lifted her hands to her face and wiped at her eyes furiously, trying to coax them open after the deep sleep she just had. She brushed her hands along her sides and let them rest on her smooth stomach. It was smooth! She opened her eyes and quickly had to squint to prevent the light from being so intrusive. She looked down at her body and gave out a startled gasp. Her breasts seemed so much fuller than before. She watched her fingertips on her stomach between the valley of her massive cleavage. Why was she naked? The night before then came crashing back to her in waves. She had just had sex with Jen... then Tiffany realized that she was still in Jen's bed. She looked to her left and saw Jen sitting next to her jerking her hand up and down happily on a five or six inch cock. It was difficult to tell the length of the tool that she was masturbating. Her legs were cross and soon her toes began to curl. She neared a climax and Jen put a hand near the tip and coaxed her orgasm to spurt into her cupped palm. When her palm was filled with her seed she brought it to her lips and hungrily drank it down and she moaned out with pleasure. Her fist still gripped at the cock protruding from her body as though she never wanted to let it go. Tiffany felt her mouth water as she remembered the taste of her cum. It was so sweet and like caramel. "Do you want some?" Jen asked tilting her head and wiping her hand against her lips gently. Tiffany blushed and looked up at the woman in shock. Did she really just ask that? There was something in the back of her mind trying to tell her not to do anything more with Jen until they figured out more of the repercussions, but against Tiffany's sub conscious will she nodded. Jen gave out a squeak and Tiffany sat up against the wall putting a pillow against her lower back. Jen rose to her knees and began to move her fist up and down on her cock again, coaxing it to stiffen once again. Her libido seemed to be higher than a normal male with a phallus... but then again everything that was happening was far from normal. Jen slid forward until she was straddling Tiffany's body. The sweet smell of caramel wafted into Tiffany's nose and she lifted her hands and grabbed Jen's perfect ass. It was so smooth and soft to her touch. Tiffany opened her mouth and moved her lips closer to Jen's body. It smelled so wonderful. She licked her tongue forward and tasted the caramel sweetness. Jen thrust forward and Tiffany made a sound against the woman's cock as though protesting the sudden intrusion, but that soon faded as Jen thrust forward and backward into Tiffany's mouth. Her ass dimpled with each thrust that she made. Tiffany moaned out in pleasure. Why did it feel as good as it did sucking on her cock? Tiffany's hands gripped at Jen's ass and she spread the woman's cheeks apart. She wanted to coax more of an orgasm from the woman than she had just recently watched. Tiffany released her grip with her left hand and jammed two of her fingers into Jen's asshole. Jen gave out a startled gasp and she shivered as Tiffany began to coax her fingers along the inside of her body. She felt around until her fingers brushed against Jen's prostate. She really did have one. She probed at it a few times and Jen moaned out each time her fingers brushed up and down against it. Her body responded even better than a male would. She continued to rub her fingers forward and backward and Jen began to thrust forward uncontrollably. She grabbed Tiffany's head and jammed her cock as far into Tiffany's throat as possible. It felt so natural to be hunched forward slurping down Jen's cock. Wasn't this what she was born for? Jen gave out a harsh moan and her cock stiffened against Tiffany's tongue. She moaned and gripped at the hair on the back of Tiffany's head. A thick spurt of caramel tasting cum poured into Tiffany's open throat. Her fingers worked furiously at Jen's prostate coaxing out more of the woman's seed to splash into her body. Jen moaned again and more ropes of cum poured into Tiffany's body. Tiffany popped her fingers free and Jen's cock began to shrink in size in the confines of Tiffany's mouth. The other woman withdrew her phallus and gave out a gentle sigh. "I can't wait til you have one." She said and she sat back on the bed looking at Tiffany. Tiffany's jaw dropped in surprise. She was going to transform. She was corrupted. At what point had the experiment spiraled this far out of control? Tiffany wiped the back of her hand on her mouth but then instinctively licked the rest of the semen. It had all happened so fast. She had the craziest dream that she was with a couple of giantesses that fucked her... and she was stuffed to the brim with their cum. "Do you have a pen and paper?" Tiffany asked wildly, and a bit harshly. Her throat was sore from having just sucked down Jen's cock. She needed to try and document as much as possible of what was happening. She wanted a closer study of Jen from the transformation she would undergo. Tiffany should have realized that meant that she could become contaminated at any point as well... and since Jen had already started to show a decline of intellect that meant that Tiffany was going to follow her soon. Jen came back holding a pen and paper with a confused look, "I just need to write something down before I forget." She began to scribble furiously at the legal pad that Jen brought her. She had to visit Diana today no matter what. She had to tell her everything that she did. It didn't matter anymore the consequences, she needed to find a cure to the bacteria and soon before she lost control and began a sex crazed slut. Jen sighed out and began to fondle her cock once more. Tiffany felt her fingers itch as she watched Jen begin to stroke herself. She shook her head again as though trying to get the thoughts out of her mind. She needed to find a way out of this and now. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 10 Tiffany stood up from the bed and quickly darted out of the room. If she stayed near Jen's lewd display she would probably never leave the other woman. It was so enticing at times watching her stroke the thick flesh that was now throbbing between her legs. The skin was smooth and smelled delicious; perhaps she could just go back for a minute. Tiffany shook her head and clicked the door shut behind her silencing the gentle mewling Jen was now making from the bed. Perhaps there could be a way to fix it. Tiffany darted into the living room, her breasts bouncing heavily as she moved. She could tell that they had swollen at least another cup size. The flesh was familiar, yet foreign at the same time. It took all her efforts to not reach up and stroke them gently between her fingers. She scooped up her clothing from the ground where she had left it the night before after having had sex with Jen in front of the fireplace. Tiffany could have sworn that she heard the familiar whispering she had last night and quickly whipped her head around to only be greeted by the stiff morning air that sat in Jen's house. Tiffany quickly slid on her plain colored panties. Why hadn't she been more adventurous with her clothing? Perhaps a bit more daring could have landed her a few more dates... she shook her head trying to get the idea out of her head. She really needed to talk to Diana to fix whatever alterations were already underway in her hormones. When she tried to replace her bra against her now fuller breasts, she realized that the material couldn't stretch across her flesh properly. It pinched down and her breasts seemed to spill around all the edges possible. She gave out a quick sigh of frustration. She needed to find a solution and as quickly as possible. She gritted her teeth and threw the bra on the ground. She was just going to have to leave it behind today. She quickly slipped on her outfit from the day before, grimacing to herself to she hopped that Jen wouldn't say anything about it. Her hips seemed to push the material and stretch it a bit as well. Maybe being exposed to Jen's infection was only giving her an allergic reaction, and she was exhibiting signs of swelling was all. Tiffany turned around to see Jen stroking her cock in the door frame to her living room. "Why are you wearing clothes? Don't you think it would be much better if we had some alone time together?" Jen asked, keeping that slow rhythmic pace on what now appeared to be a six inch penis. It had grown so much since the night before. There was no way that this bacterium could be real at all. Perhaps Tiffany was just dreaming and this was all fabricated. What if she had died and this was going to be the hell that she was forced to live through? She closed her eyes and shook her head trying to hold back from dropping to her knees right there and choking down every inch of Jen's newly formed penis. "No Jen, we actually have to go see a friend today. They were going to help me with something, and I figured you could come along." Tiffany said opening her eyes and locking them with Jen's. Jen frowned a bit, but didn't ease her pace on her cock. "Okay, you know me I like cumming... so maybe we can have your friend join?" Jen asked tilting her head and smiling. "Not cummin..." Tiffany tried to protest as her mouth began to water. She was a bit thirsty; maybe just a quick drink could calm her down. "I know what you meant silly." Jen said still stroking her cock, only with a bit more fervor. She curled her toes against the small lip that dropped into the living room. Jen adjusted her feet, spreading her legs a bit further inviting the smell of her arousal to waft into the room. Tiffany felt her head spin and she stepped toward the other woman, "I like am not totally stupid you weirdo. I just like... love to have... mmm... sex..." she moaned out and she bucked her hips forward pistoning her cock in and out of her hands. Before Tiffany could realize what was going on she was on her knees before the other woman, her hands were firmly placed against her hips. She could feel the smooth contour of the other woman's thin figure. Her hips were wide and shapely, but there was the perfect blend of muscle and skin. Her body was smooth and smelt sweet the closer she got to the other woman. Tiffany looked up at Jen with expectant eyes. Perhaps just a quick taste couldn't do any harm. Jen continued to stroke her penis, holding it closer to Tiffany's face. Tiffany opened her mouth inviting the other woman to cum into her waiting mouth. Jen moaned out again and shivered. Her large weighted balls swung forward with each thrust that she made, a thick bead of precum dribbled into Tiffany's awaiting mouth. Her head spun with even further sexual anticipation. Jen shivered and shook. She gave out a throaty yowl and she tipped the head of her newly formed phallus against the back of Tiffany's teeth. She wanted to drink more from the other woman. What was causing her to lose all of her will and control? She was no longer the Tiffany she was three days ago. Her inhibition was lost. Jen moaned out again stroking at the loose flesh at the base of the thick meaty mushroom head now pressed against the roof of Tiffany's mouth. Jen's body went rigid and she screamed out in pleasure as she orgasmed. The torrent of sweet cream rocketed into Tiffany's anxiously open jaws. She did her best to swallow down load after load. Jen was still stroking furiously at the loose foreskin, coaxing more pleasure from the orgasm that was rocking her body now. Tiffany choked and sputtered, causing droplets of cum to roll down her chin. She swallowed quickly, hoping to not waste a single drop of the other woman's sweet flavored cum. Jen gave out a sigh as she came down finally from her sexual high. She pulled her now receding cock out of Tiffany's open mouth. Tiffany swallowed once again and pinched her lips shut trying to keep the rest of the seed against her tongue. It tasted so sweet, it was perfect. She wiped her chin with her fingers and quickly sucked each one of them clean. She withdrew her fingertips from between her lips and looked down in shock. It was getting worse. Each time Jen was near her she couldn't resist in consuming more of her cum. Tiffany stood up quickly and straightened her blouse. It was still ill fitting, but she tried to make it fit the best as possible. "Thanks honey, you like looked really thirsty and I just needed to cum again before we went anywhere." Jen said twirling on her heels. She quickly made her way to the bedroom. Tiffany couldn't help but stare at her cute heart shaped ass as she shimmied away. It looked so smooth and taut. All of Jen's skin was taut and toned. She was powerful, and now with an even larger set of breasts and that extremely amazing cock that was on her body Jen could be considered an unstoppable sex machine. Tiffany sighed in relief as Jen disappeared into her room. She quickly scooped up the keys to her car, and dug around in her purse for her phone. She called Diana once again hoping that the other woman would answer. The phone rang a few times and rolled into the other woman's voicemail box. Tiffany felt irritated by the greeting Diana had recorded. Honestly it wasn't beyond professional; it had just grown irritating to Tiffany because she had heard it so many times over the past week. She had wanted to contact her lab partner so they could try and make more discoveries on this phenomenon. Had Diana been at the lab they could have come up with some solution to the issue that was now at hand. Tiffany pulled at her shirt once again; irritated with how it felt each time that she moved an arm. The fabric would brush against her nipples, which now seemed to be permanently aroused due to her not wearing a bra. She tugged at the fabric and grunted out in frustration. It was going to be an extremely long day. Jen came waltzing out of her room, and slid her hand seductively on the doorframe. She was wearing a shirt that was so tiny around her breasts that it was impossible not to see the fact that she wasn't wearing a bra either. She had tied the fabric below her large breast line and her entire smooth stomach was exposed. Tiffany wanted to giggle because it reminded her of the ninety's. Why was Jen dressed so childish? Then again Tiffany couldn't help but notice that her own breathing had begun to grow ragged with her arousal. Jen truly was the perfect package. She was wearing a tight fitted mini skirt that sat just above her mid-thigh, showing off her legs perfectly. They were toned and powerful. Enough to make any man or woman swoon at her figure. The clothing of course was all stretched in places it shouldn't have normally stretched, had Jen not had a sudden increase in breast hip and butt size. She batted her eyelashes at Tiffany, "Do you think that your friend will like me?" She asked her voice a bit husky. Tiffany swallowed and Jen gave out a giggle. "Let's... let's uh..." She tried to stammer out, but she couldn't seem to get rid of the dry feeling. What was coming over her? "Did you like want to go to the car?" Jen said that deeper tone vanished without a trace and some more bubbly happy tone intruded into the conversation. Though Tiffany couldn't complain about either way that Jen spoke. Each was sexually attractive in its own way. "Yea... that's it." She said dropping her phone into her purse. She moved past Jen as if holding herself back from pouncing on the other woman and having sex with her again right there on the spot. Jen giggled as she pulled the door shut and practically skipped down the steps to the driveway. Tiffany slipped into her seat and Jen bounced in next to her, the car filling up with her sweet aroma. Tiffany felt something stir in her nethers and she shifted uncomfortably in the driver's seat. She reached into her purse and grabbed out her phone, pulling up Diana's contact and selecting the option for guided driving assistance. It truly was creepy how advanced cell phones had become over the past years, so intrusive... and yet so helpful. "Oh like do you get internet we could totally watch a porno or something." Jen said idling looking at the screen as Tiffany selected the shortest driving distance to Diana's place. "I do... but I need to use it to get to Diana's house." Tiffany said grunting a bit in frustration at the other woman's libido. Jen was no longer the Jen that she hated. The woman was far from the same bitch that tried to control everything that Tiffany did, "Just hold on a bit there Jen we will get to Diana's and get all of this sorted out." "Oh come on Tif Tif you should call me Jenni, like all my friends do it." She said and looked out the window, her hand stroking at her crotch idly. She was probably gone. The bacteria infected her to a point that she would probably never return from. Tiffany felt her breath catch in her throat. A hard lump then followed that she tried to swallow back down. Tears gathered in the corners of her eyes. She was infected too. She was probably doomed to the same fate as Jen here... or as she wanted to be called now Jenni. Tiffany navigated the streets to her best ability. She could already tell that the effects from Jenni were starting to take a hold of her once brilliant mind. To think that she had locked herself in a bathroom stall and masturbated to the woman having sex with a higher up... and now here she was chauffeuring the bimbo around in her car trying to find a way to prevent a contagious bacterium from causing more ill effect on her. Tiffany shifted her legs uncomfortably again when Jenni began to stroke more furiously at her cock that had now found its way past her tight fitted skirt. It smelled sweet and Tiffany felt that odd tingling sensation in her nether region. It was as though her body was begging her for more exposure to Jenni. "You really should like consider fucking her again before you see Diana." Someone whispered over her shoulder. Tiffany whipped her head around and gave out a shriek, but the back seat sat empty. She swerved back and forth between two different lanes and someone behind her started honking their horn and shouting obscenities at her. She shook her head when she got control of the car again and looked over at Jenni who was now openly masturbating her cock once more. The intoxicating smell ran up into Tiffany's nostrils, making her toes curl against the soles of her shoes. "Just a little bit more and then you can like drink some and I can too. I am getting kinda thirsty aren't you?" Jenni asked, she held onto the vowels in the words making the bubbly sound even more exhilarating. Tiffany felt her mouth water again, and all she could do to respond was nod. She navigated a few more streets while Jen continued to stroke her cock with more fury, moaning and squealing in ecstasy as she neared her climax. They were only two blocks away from Diana's place. Tiffany stepped on the gas and threw her car into park when the navigation informed them that they had arrived at their destination. Jen held up a handful of cum to Tiffany's lips, "Here you are sweetie. I already drank quite a bit I think you could use some too." Tiffany spread her lips; though her brain was telling her body to stop it didn't seem to listen. She was entranced by Jen. The woman was almost in complete control of her when anything sexual happened. Tiffany swallowed Jenni's sweet tasting seed down and licked her palm clean. Jenni giggled and writhed in the seat next to her exclaiming that it tickled and that they probably should go see Diana now. Tiffany reluctantly let go of Jenni's hand and opened the car door. That now familiar tugging sensation in her nethers seemed to fade when she exited the vehicle. The fresh air entered her nose and Tiffany sighed out in relief. It must be when Jen's pheromones are pushing their way into her nose that she loses control of herself. Jen bounced up and pressed her large breasts against Tiffany's arm. She shivered as goose bumps prickled on her inner thighs. She wanted to fuck the woman again, but didn't have the place to do it. "That one is Diana's," Tiffany said pointing at the house across the street from them. Jen giggled and tugged at Tiffany's hand as though trying to speed her along. Diana's house was rather plain, in a neighborhood filled with small houses. They were very much so designed by the same company. Each looked like an exact replica of the last. It reminded Tiffany of the films you saw from the mid-fifties where all the houses on a block were of the same mold and everyone just had a different color to tell them apart. Her legs felt stiff as she walked up the driveway to Diana's porch. There were at least twenty Newspapers gathered on the steps, and her mailbox was overflowing. There was a large sticker on the door that was from a delivery company that was unable to deliver a package to her home. Tiffany rose up a hand and knocked on the door. The sound of her knocking echoed throughout the entire house. It was as though the interior was completely empty. She waited patiently while Jen began to maul her own breasts out of boredom. Tiffany bit her lips trying to hold back from watching the lewd display. She also crossed her fingers at her hip hoping that passersby wouldn't notice what she was doing. Tiffany knocked again, this time a bit louder hoping that Diana would hear her. The house seemed to quiet and out of touch for Diana to be here though. After waiting for what seemed like an eternity Tiffany decided to go around back and see if she could find a way into the house? When she stepped down from the porch she looked back to see Jen still holding onto one of her breasts breathing roughly. Her skirt was obviously pushed forward from a growing erection. How was she going to function in this world being so sexually driven? "Did you try the handle Tiffy?" Jen asked and she reached her now free hand up to the handle. The door creaked open with ease. She really should have thought of that first... how was it the sex crazed bimbo was able to think more clearly than herself. Tiffany cursed to herself under her breath and made her way back up the steps and into Diana's house. The air was stale and something rank poured into her nose. It smelled like neglected dishes and rotted food in a garbage can. She looked down at the carpet and saw it was matted and frayed at most corners of the house. That couldn't have been from her recent absenteeism. She was probably a very poor house keeper. Tiffany made her way through an arched entry way into a living room that stood off the right of the door. There were papers piled up all over, making it impossible to get anywhere in the house. It looked like a crazy old woman's home, "My my we have a messy bessy don't we?" Jen said under her breath, she had finally stopped digging her hands into her soft flesh. Tiffany felt her mouth water once more, as though begging to choke down more of the other woman's breasts in her mouth. She stepped over a pile of journals and made her way through another archway that led to the kitchen. The house was shaped like the letter 'u' and it made it easy to navigate where you had already been and where you could possibly find any clues as to where Diana snuck off to. Jen gave out a shriek as a black blur of white darted past her feet. Tiffany whirled around and tried to nab the creature that was running, but the piles of papers made it impossible to capture. She gave out a frustrated grunt and stood up straightening her clothing, "Diana and I work with mice quite often. That would probably mean that she is feed them, seeing as that one was alive." Tiffany looked back at the piles of paper. Was it a white mouse or was it that strange sandy blonde color that Emily had changed into? She stepped over another pile of papers, and some of them toppled over scattering on the floor beneath her feet. Diana couldn't really live like this... could she? They made their way into the kitchen, and Tiffany was sorry to smell that she was right at first. There were black crusted dishes piled in the sink, and at least five trash bags that were full and tied off at the backside of the small narrow walkway. There were holes chewed in them from mice, at least that is what Tiffany had assumed had chewed the rank smelling bags. She covered her nose to block out the pungent smell and stepped quickly through the aisle, until she reached the steps that led to a basement. If Diana was here she would probably be downstairs fiddling with something that she didn't want peering eyes to see through windows... though the way she kept her house no one would probably want to look inside of Diana's house. Jen gagged behind Tiffany, and she was almost glad to not have to deal with the arousing smell that wafted from the woman. This was the perfect way to block sexual activity. No one wanted to have sex next to a pile of garbage and rotting food. She turned around to see Jen holding her nose and grimacing at the dark stains on the walls. It truly was unappealing. Tiffany felt herself gag again and she hurried her pace over piles of takeout bags and boxes. More garbage spilled as she stepped firmly on the first step that led to Diana's basement. She worked her way past piles of journals and papers, holding herself upright by pressing her ass against one wall and her hands on the other. It was probably a very funny sight to see, but Jen didn't even seem to notice because she too was forced into a similar position. They made their way down the first few steps before making it to a landing where the steps then turned back the other direction. The house was very square and had a strange layout, but it was probably affordable and Diana seemed to live alone which made it nice. Tiffany was glad that she could no longer smell the kitchen, but soon Jen's incredible smell began to fill the room around her, "This is much better, I can't see much but at least everything is in boxes." Jen's voice was so contrasting to the stale quiet that sat in the room. Tiffany nearly jumped when the other woman spoke. She reached into her purse that and grabbed out her phone. She should have downloaded a flashlight app or something but using the screen would be better than no light at all. She moved the light against the walls looking for a switch, but the walls looked unfinished. They were more just the basic wooden framework. Tiffany tried to step forward but kicked a box and gave out a startled curse nearly dropping her phone in the process. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 10 "Can I see it?" Jen asked, her voice sounded less like the bubbly bimbo and more human. Tiffany reached up and handed the phone to Jen, and she quickly hunched over and began to try and nurse her foot through her shoe with her palms. Jen pointed the phone at the ceiling and gave out a squeak of pleasure as she tugged at a draw string that lit up two or three lights in the room. They were muffled by stacked boxes, but it gave off more light than she was able to get with a cell phone. Jen gave a happy dance, sashaying her graspable ass back and forth. She bent over and gave herself a few spankings moaning out each time she did. Jen's cheeks turned red when she looked over at Tiffany who had started to laugh at her strange display, "Well I did a good job. Since you laughed you owe me later. Deal?" She said straightening up and holding the phone out to Tiffany again. "Deal, thanks for the help." She said and stood upright. They made their way past stacks of boxes looking around the room. At the far end on the right side was a sharply white wall. It looked like someone had come down into the basement and recently sheet rocked a small portion and left it alone. There was a door that stood on the wall facing them. "Does Diana live in that room?" Jen asked making Tiffany jump at her voice. She was getting too jumpy being in this creepy house. "I don't think she really 'lives' in that room," she said making quotation marks in the air as she said the sentence, "no... she probably uses it for tests and things." Jen gave out a slight whistle and they pressed forward, Jen was not even inches from Tiffany's back as though she could give her better protection with them mashed against one another. Tiffany tried her best not to disturb the poor layout of the boxes that were in the room. She was also cautious of more mice or rats that Diana had stolen away from the lab for testing. How many times had she taken work home? They reached the door and Tiffany looked back over her shoulder to see the eerie staircase and pile of boxes that stood between them and a quick escape. The pale light from the kitchen flooded down the entrance making it easy to spot. Maybe there wouldn't be anything in there and there was nothing to really be worried about. Tiffany reached up a hand to the handle and a strange grumbling sound reverberated back against the walls around them. Tiffany looked at Jen who looked back and shrugged her shoulders indicating that she didn't know where it had come from either. Tiffany pressed her hand against the door knob and turned it gently. The door opened outwards and she had to step back. Jen's jaw dropped and a wicked smile curved her lips. She dove into the room in a flash. Tiffany stepped around the door, and looked into the room to see what had excited Jen. There was a distinct sweet smell that wafted out from the mid-sized room. Tiffany's eyes trailed and she looked down at the ground. It was tiled, but covered in a film of liquid, enough to cover her foot halfway and splash quite a bit if she stood in it barefoot. The lip at the base of the door kept it from pouring out into the boxed storage area. She moved her eyes further to see that there was a simple table that was screwed into the wall to keep it from toppling over. There was a simple three legged stool that was slid gently under the table. What had Diana been carrying down here to spill that much onto the ground? Tiffany nearly shrieked when she looked at one corner of the room to see Jen standing completely nude and stroking at her cock. She was fully erect and her toes were curling in the liquid. She tried to tug the door further open but just pressed herself between a box and the door. She had to push it closed a bit and stepped where Jen had been standing before and swung the door open in a fury. Her heart nearly skipped a beat when she saw what was causing Jen to be doing what she was doing. Diana was on her knees next to Jen's thick cock. Her hair swung in large golden curls over her exposed shoulders. Her lips were full and thick. They looked kissable and plump. They looked glossy as if she had just applied a large amount of balm to them to make them slicker. She opened her mouth in a distinct 'O' shape and sucked down Jen's thick girl meat. That was what they were for it wasn't that they were kissable, it's that they were perfect for sucking on a thick cock. Tiffany stepped into the room her hands idly working at her clothing. She continued to admire Diana. Her skin was a gentle bronze, just a hint of sun kisses on her shoulders that made the coloring even more playful. The bridge of her nose had cute freckles on them as well, and that only made her deep blue eyes stand out even further from the light almost white blonde hair donning her head. Had she dyed her hair? Tiffany stepped closer into the room her toes working in the warm substance that coated the floor. It was familiar... She continued to let her eyes trace over Diana's figure. Her breasts were massive, well over the normal cup sizes. She had to be at least an 'E' cup if not larger. Jen mewled in pleasure as Diana's open jaws swallowed down Jen's length with ease. Tiffany stepped forward again the thick substance still pressing between her bare toes. It was soothing on her bare skin, almost tingling. Diana's arms were working in a familiar rhythm. Tiffany traced her figure, and nearly gave out a shriek of surprise. Diana had two massive cocks. Each well over a foot long, and each was beading a thick rivulet of precum onto the coated floor. The door click closed behind Tiffany and she looked over her shoulder. There was no one there. It must have been on weights or something to make it close automatically. The sweet smell of cum drifted into Tiffany's nose. She let one of her hands rise up and start stroking at her swollen breasts. She was greeted by bare skin. When had she disrobed? She looked over at the table and there was a pile of both her's and Jen's clothing. She looked down at herself and moaned out as she flicked a finger at her stiff nipple. She looked back at Diana sucking on Jen's cock. Jen curled her toes and her ass was dimpling as she thrust in and out of Diana's mouth. She threw her head back and gave out a hearty moan. Tiffany could tell that she had finally felt the orgasm that she was longing for. Diana's hands were stroking furiously at her duo of cocks, coaxing more precum to collect on the sticky floor. Tiffany tried to make herself leave the room, but just couldn't seem to do it. She was drawn to the other women. She needed to partake and participate in every way possible. She knelt down in Diana's collection of sperm, the tingling sensation only made it even better. She crawled forward, her eyes locked on both the heads of Diana's cocks. She opened her mouth and licked her tongue forward. She just needed to taste it. Just once. She watched as the heavy sacks bounced against Diana's thighs with each jerk her fisted hands made on her stiff flesh. It looked so tantalizing. So tasteful, and yet so raunchy at the same time. Tiffany crawled forward, her hands made a sickening slosh in the cum filled room. She felt the sperm brush and spin happily against her exposed knees. She moved closer her mouth hanging open, the drool gathering at the corners of her mouth. She needed to have one of them in her mouth. Diana squeaked out as Tiffany's cum covered hand reached up to the tip of her cock. She slid forward and latched onto the thick phallus's head with gaping jaws. It tasted so sweet, and so powerful. It was so much thicker than she realized. Her jaw creaked and cracked as she tried to stuff more of the other woman's meat into her mouth. Diana squirmed a bit, the head of her cock rubbing against the roof of Tiffany's mouth. She shifted from side to side propping herself up on her hands and knees. She reached back a hand and patted her ass cheeks and gestured to Jen, who was already getting the hint. She dove behind the other woman in a flurry, splashing the sweet smelling cum all over the walls and all over Tiffany. It tingled and burned where it landed. The burn wasn't bad though, it was... exciting. She hungrily drank down more of the flesh that was pouring copiously out of Diana's shapely hips. She finally dragged her mouth backwards and slid her face forwards once again. Diana squealed in delight, a cum covered hand gripped at Tiffany's hair. As the woman's seed and juices splashed on Tiffany's cheeks, she felt even more desire to make the woman cum into her stomach. She needed to be filled with her sperm. Jen began to thrust furiously into Diana, and soon her moans were echoing around the room. It made it difficult for Tiffany to give Diana a proper cock sucking. She had to lower herself more into Diana's cum pool in order to choke down more of her cock. She was practically on her belly, barely holding her neck in a crooked position. Diana grabbed at Tiffany's shoulder and wheeled her around so she was lying on her back. She then grabbed a hold of the base of the cock that Tiffany had begun to suck on and stuffed it into Tiffany's mouth once more. That position made it much easier for her to suck on the woman's body. Why hadn't she thought of that before? It didn't matter whatever was going on felt incredible. Diana moaned out, one hand was still masturbating her second phallus in a blur. Precum beaded and splashed across Tiffany's cum covered breasts. It was too much for her to handle. She squirmed and pressed her legs against each other. She wanted to cum so badly, but without a hand or a cock she wasn't going to reach that blissful orgasm. She decided to drink down Diana's cum and then polish herself off. With new vigor Tiffany reached up her hand and dipped it behind the swinging ball sack that was overtaking her vision. She felt around until she reached the familiar hole of a small pussy. She jammed her fingers forward and began to stroke at the insides of Diana's tight box. Diana screamed and the cock that was pushing Tiffany's jaws wider apart thickened. A rope of cum streamed across Tiffany's exposed chest and stomach. Diana's ball moved visibly and the pressed up against her body. The cock that was stuffed between Tiffany's lips lurched, and soon her throat was being coated with thick rich cream. She swallowed down mouthful after mouthful. She continued to work her fingers in Diana's pussy coaxing more cum to erupt from the woman. Diana shivered visibly and she moaned out. Her pussy fluttered against Tiffany's fingertips as she climaxed again, though this time the amount of cum that was pumped into Tiffany's stomach was significantly less. Small splashes of semen splashed on her skin and that familiar tingling continued to writhe on her skin. Diana pulled free from Tiffany's jaw. Jenni was still pumping away at Diana moaning out. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed in the small chamber. Tiffany pushed herself out from underneath her co-worker and began to fondle her pussy at the sight of Jenni riding Diana with new strength. Tiffany moaned out as the cum that coated her hand pushed against her steaming twat. That tingling and burning pleasure erupted through her body. It was incredible. She moaned out and pushed her other hand into her body. Her fingers rubbing at that spot inside of her pussy that forced her to curl her toes in ecstasy. She moaned out and felt her cheeks turn red with lust. Diana watched her still stroking one of her cocks with one hand while the other was pressed firmly into the cum bath to keep herself from toppling over face first in it. Tiffany continued to work at her pussy in the same rhythm that Jenni was using to fuck Diana's exposed asshole. Diana's cheeks were a deep red from the sexual heat that was filling the room. The smell of their sweet cum made Tiffany's head spin. They were so different but at the same time they complimented each other in a way that Tiffany just could describe. She pushed her fingers forward toying around with her body coaxing pleasure from herself. She moaned out and felt as her entire body was racked with the erupting pleasure of an orgasm. It was all that she had longed for. She wanted to be a slave to her body's desires. She wanted to feel herself getting lost in the throes of bliss. Jenni moaned out, she threw her head back and rammed her cock forward into Diana's body. Diana tumbled forward and pressed her cheek against the ground giving Jenni the perfect entry hole into her body, taking every ounce of cum that could pour out of Jen's smaller balls. Diana moaned out, but her moaning was muffled as she darted her tongue out of her mouth to drink in her own cum. Tiffany finally slowed her rubbing pace on her clit and removed her fingers from her twat. She sat back in the juices on the floor and sighed out, her chest swaying in her vision from how hard she had been panting from their sexual encounter with Diana. Tiffany tried to stand, but her body felt heavy and she was unable to do anything but watch as Jen slowly withdrew her penis from Diana's open rectum. "Diana... how... when..." Tiffany tried to ask the other woman between deep breaths, but she was unable to create a proper sentence. She was unable to comprehend what it is that she had just done. They found Diana... but they had found her transformed and wallowing in her own cum pool. It was far off from a display that she had seen with that imaginary Anni and Mimi. Were those manifestations an actual even that was going to curb her reality into something else? How had Diana become like this so quickly. Not even Jen was as transformed as she was. Maybe that meant that Tiffany had dodged a bullet and wasn't going to get infected after all... well she wasn't if she hadn't exposed herself to Diana's sexual release like she just had. Tiffany looked down at her body and nearly gave out a shriek. She couldn't stand up earlier because she wasn't used to the extra weight her body had in it. Her stomach stood out in her vision, it was distended and full. Diana had pumped enough cum into her body, and somehow Tiffany didn't die from ingesting too much of it. She was exposed now though. There was no way she was going to get out of this mess unless she and Diana were able to find some counter bacteria that could fight off the super bacteria that was running through their veins. "I... was jealous of Emily ya know? So I decided to make like a super awesome version of the bacteria with other things around the lab. I couldn't stand to watch Emily being able to enjoy life so much... I just wanted to be happy like she was. So I ingested the concoction I made... I ingested all of it Tiffany. It was wonderful. You wouldn't believe what Di taught me though. She showed me how to survive. She hasn't been back to visit me, but Mimi was always so generous when I was lonely. She told me that you would be here soon, and that you were going to be a part of us." Diana said smiling. Her voice was noticeably higher than the last time they had spoken. She stood up and cum splashed onto the ground from her body. She slicked her hands back through her hair, and it stayed pushed back out of her eyes. She was changed. This wasn't the same Diana that Tiffany knew. She reminded Tiffany of the Anni that she met the night before in her sleep. Diana was much taller now, with large breasts that begged for attention. She was fit and toned, her figure made Tiffany's eyes want to dance over the shape of her body over and over. "You are different Diana..." Tiffany said wanting to slap a hand to her forehead. Of course she was different... she had ingested that bacteria and her she was wasting her time stating something that Diana already knew. "Well you will be too. I'm glad that you decided to join me. I wasn't a fool ya know. I saw you take the vial. I thought that you were going to use it on yourself though; I didn't know that you were going to seek revenge on your asshole of a boss. That's funny your asshole boss just fucked mine with her new cock." Diana said wheeling around and grabbing hands with Jen. They both giggled and turned back to Tiffany who was still sitting on the ground looking up at the two of them. "Maybe we should go back to the office and infect a few more of the women that we used to work with." Jen said smiling coldly at Tiffany. She may be a bimbo sex crazed slut, but she was a deviant at the core. "We can't do that..." Tiffany nearly screamed in frustration. She began to crawl away from the other women as quickly as possible. She needed to stop this from happening. She needed to get away from Jen and Diana. The two women continued to laugh as Tiffany pulled herself to her feet. She grabbed her clothes and waddled out of the room with as much haste as she could muster. Each step felt awkward and weighted. She was going to have to find a way through the maze of boxes and papers again... all while the two sex crazed sluts chased her down. She needed to tell someone. She needed to find a cure. She felt a tear stream down her cheek as the door clicked shut behind her, throwing her into the strangely shadowed basement where Diana's new lair was stashed away. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 11 Tiffany nearly tripped over a box as she tried to quickly dart away from the door that had shut closed behind her. She could almost tell that the two women within were mad with sexual starvation. They were hyperactive and they were going to hunt her down if she didn't get out of the house that she was trapped in. If she could just make it upstairs and outside to her car, they couldn't get her if she drove away. They could barely remember an address to save their lives so there was no way they could use a taxi to their advantage. She stumbled again over a box only to hear the doorway open behind her. They were coming and she needed to get away from them before she was drawn in by that intoxicating pheromone. She shivered holding the pile of clothing against her sticky exposed flesh. She was going to need to clean herself up before anything else happened to her. She quickly darted back onto her feet. She tried not to look over her shoulder at the crazed women approaching her. She could almost feel their presence. She shouted out to the air hoping that she could make it free and not be caught in this crazy storm that was billowing around her. As Tiffany finally reached the stairs she gripped the handrail and darted up, dodging the messy piles of papers that were scattered along the pathway. Her heart was pounding in her ears with each footstep she took. The fear of turning around to see the two women stroking a thick juicy cock only made her keep her eyes forward. It was tempting to turn around though and just give in, what harm could it really have? She did in fact drug Jen... and in return she created a monster. She passed into the kitchen and nearly wretched from the smell of rotting food. She might be able to stall them if she blocked the path with something. In her haste she slapped some of the dishes on the ground, the sound of broken glass rang throughout the house and suddenly a burning sensation pulsated on her feet and legs. She looked down to see cuts gently bleeding from where the smashed plates had gently sliced her. It would be perfect to stop the two from running up and grabbing a hold of her, though the searing pain that was ebbing in her body reminded her that if she stopped moving the adrenaline that she had pumping through her body was going to run out shortly. Tiffany scrambled through the cluttered house with her newly damaged feet and legs from trying to stop the other girls from trapping her by their sexual taint. It was so easy to be absorbed by them though. She felt her heart pulsate again and an eruption of butterflies pressed inside of her stomach making her feel dizzy. She could just turn around and take it from them and call it quits on everything, it would be so easy, and "It really could be easier if you just gave in." A small voice whispered over her shoulder. She looked back to see nothing there. Tiffany shook her head angrily and tripped over a pile of papers, sending them spilling across the ground in front of her. Her knees hit the ground hard and she gave out a squeak of surprise. The sweet smell began to waft into her nose and the tiny voice said once again, "That's a girl. Just drop to your knees and suck it in like you know you want to. Imagine being filled so full you couldn't move. Look at your stomach, it's already pretty full of cum as it is." Forgetting about how heavy her body felt Tiffany gave herself a quick look over. Her body was bulging in places it had not a couple of days ago. Her breasts were swollen, her stomach rolled gently as though she had just eaten heavy meals for the past few days. Her hips were now beginning to bulge more than she remembered. Wouldn't it just be easy to give it all up right now and fall into the trap Diana and Jen had setup for her? She grabbed her arm and felt her skin push against her nipples. She forgot that she was naked and had been carrying her clothing and her purse. Where did those fall to? She dug around in the piles of papers that were scattered all across the floor. She needed to get out of the house, but what good would that do her if she was arrested for indecent exposure? She wailed out as she heard the voices of the others giggling as they reached the top of the stairs. She had bought herself some time, but not enough to get away from their sensual smell. She felt the hair on the back of her neck rise on end and she felt her heart begin to beat faster against her chest. She raised a hand and flicked at the thick nub that was now her nipple. It had grown so much since she last remembered. The feeling sent a shiver up her spine and her skin pebbled on her exposed thighs. She sat there for a second enjoying the feeling before she realized what it was that she was doing. She was going to lose herself if she kept that up. "But where is the fun in that Tif Tif?" The familiar tone only let her know that Anni was nearby. She turned her head to see no one there. Was that figure just a dream and she had grown some mental disease? What if the hallucinations were a mere side effect of the bacteria and once the bacteria faded the inflammation would go down, meaning they would lose the assets that were created by the mixture she had given Jen in the first place? She looked to the papers near her on the floor and saw the name of the medical lab where she worked. She could easily go back to the lab and lock herself in a contamination room until the effects of the Bacteria wore off. That could be easily doable. She was just going to have to find food, water, and leave a message at her other job that she was officially sending in her resignation. She felt her heart skip a beat. She had illegally given Jen the bacteria, and Jen knew all about it. That would mean that if Jen really wanted to she could let the authority figures know and Tiffany would spend her life behind bars. What had she done? She heard the girls laughter once again and the sound of glass being broken under cloth. Perhaps they found a towel or something to cover the broken dishes, and would soon be in the living room where she was sitting on the floor touching her breast still. She reluctantly pulled her hand down and felt around for the pile of clothing. Her fingers found the strap of her purse, but the clothes were out of sight. She gritted her teeth and pulled herself to her feet reluctantly. It could be so easy just to stop fighting and give in. She grabbed for the door handle and pulled herself into the hot midday sun. She wrapped her hands across her body to try and cover her naked self from anyone who could be watching. She dug her fingers into her purse until she found her keys. She danced across the pavement, it burned her skin and the shade was now on the other side of the street where her car was parked. Maybe no one would see her and this could all be over with and no one would know the wiser. Accept those that had to work directly with Diana and Jen, though Diana was her lab partner and had been excused for a while now. The only one to worry about was Jen. Jen seemed to have lost most of her cognitive ability, but she could still lay traps to her advantage if it meant having another fuck mate. Tiffany swallowed as she dug her keys into the lock of her car and sat down heavily inside. Her hips didn't fit right in the seat as they had earlier that morning. She started the car and put her hand in her purse and pulled out her cell phone. The date and time made her eyes go wide in shock. It was Monday afternoon. They had been at Diana's all weekend long. That made her question everything that had happened in the room then. Had she blocked out most of what had happened between the three of them? She shivered and dropped the phone in the seat next to her. She needed to get home and put on a pair of clothes before any police officer saw her running around the streets completely nude. She was just thankful that the bacteria hadn't made her grow an anomaly like the other two women had. Diana had changed so quickly compared to Jen, was that a sign that Diana had been taking more or was it that Jen was more resilient since she was such a bitch? Either way Tiffany's little prank experiment had gone wrong in so many different ways. The ride home took longer than usual since she had to turn around a few times. She could tell that her memory was starting to fail her already. It was a bad sign that the bacterium was infesting her more so than before. That meant that she would soon start to exhibit the same symptoms as the other girls. She clambered out of the vehicle and ran up to her door and let herself inside. She was to dig into her room and try to put on clothing, but her hips flared out in such a way that any of the bottoms she did have fit irregularly tight and made her ass look so much bigger. Then again it really did look like it had grown to accommodate the shape of her figure. Perhaps it was just swelling from the bacterial infection, but how could an infection really do what was happening to Diana and Jen? She growled and ran her hand through her hair. It felt thicker somehow and fell down around her shoulders differently. She tugged at the blouse that was stretched across her thicker breasts. She couldn't fit into any of the Bras she had, and that meant that her body was changing far too quickly for her comfort. She danced around the room hoping on one foot until the heels she was trying to put on slipped into place. She nearly ran to the mirror where she hung her lab badge and saw her reflection for the first time since her encounter with Jen and Diana. She grabbed her hair in shock and looked at the sexy figure standing before her. She had much fuller lips and hair that curled and waved in just the right places to bring emphasis to her high cheek bones. He eyes seemed to be wider and had a lustful look to them. She bit her lip while looking herself over. The Anni from the dream she had was nearly a spitting image of what she was seeing right now, though that woman had much bigger breasts and of course a cock to top it all off. She grabbed at her skirt and felt around her pelvis. There was no protrusion and she gave out a sigh of relief. The feeling of her hands brushing at her hips though made her feel oddly sensual and excited. She shook her head trying to get a hold of herself. She needed to be in control at least long enough to make it to the lab. She grabbed at the usual place where her badge hung to only find the spot empty. Where had she left it? Then she felt a pit in her stomach when she saw the image of herself putting the badge in the top drawer of her desk at the office. She left it there when she had been planning on going to the lab instead of taking Jen home. Jen had caused her to forget her plans and drop everything to help the woman. She had been sleeping at her desk for a week though and needed help. Why had she been so foolish just to leave it there though? It came back to her in a flash though. She could still smell the toxic seductive smell that Jen emitted, the feeling of her skin tingling under each shift that her clothing made. Her nipples jutted up against her blouse and Tiffany let out a moan as she felt her pussy grow wet with sexual need. She shook her head again and turned quickly to grab her purse from the top of her dresser. She was going to fall apart quickly if things like that continued to happen. She needed to lock herself away and quickly. She took off out of her house and hopped into her car. Each movement she made would send her head spinning though. The excitement of her breasts pressing against her clothing and stretching it beyond its normal capacity was highly erotic for her. She gave out a moan as the engine turned over. The car shuttered for a second and the exhilarating wobble of the vehicle made her want to strip down and start rubbing herself. She gripped her hands tight on the wheel and with a newer determination she took off towards her office. The drive was much easier than before; it must have been that she had done it thousands of times that her mind couldn't possibly forget that easily. She darted to the elevator, taking a parking spot on level two again. The office seemed empty when she stepped out. There were four or five people still sitting at their desks, but the rest were probably out for lunch. She pulled her phone out of her purse to check the time and gave out a sigh when she realized that both she and Jen hadn't even bothered to tell anyone they wouldn't be there today. Suddenly Tiffany felt the hair on her neck stand on end again. The overwhelming sweet smell that was erupting for Jen filled the floor. She looked around quickly to find that Jen or Diana were not in the room. Tiffany passed reception and darted to her desk avoiding the eyes of her colleagues. If they had seen her dressed the way she was they would think she was trying to whore around. It could be fun if they were to just get a touch though... she shook her head trying to get her mind straight again. She needed to let someone know what was going on. Oh God... she was going to be put into prison. She was going to go away for life. She had never meant for all of this to happen the way it had. She sat down at the desk and opened a blank word document. The cursor flashed on the screen keeping time with her heartbeat that seemed to be slowing down. Time felt as though it had stopped and all she could hear was her heartbeat. All she had meant to do was get revenge on the boss that was a total bitch and here she was getting ready to print of a confession and lock herself in contamination until the bacteria was cured. She was going to go away for a long time. She went to type but nothing could come to her mind. She couldn't think straight. The heartbeat in her ears echoed so loudly. She pressed both her hands to the side of her head and pinched her eyes shut and began to weep silently so as not to draw attention from the other office workers. A hand grabbed her shoulder gently and she opened her eyes lifting her head. There was a gentle breeze, and the palm trees swayed back and forth in front of her eyes. She gulped audibly and clenched her fists. She was in the dream world but not by her choice. This was all happening so fast. She turned to see Anni standing there with a bright smile plastered on her face. She was still completely nude and Tiffany got a good view of the entire woman's body. It was lovely. The shape and figure was enough to make even her drool at the sight. She looked around the surroundings to find the boiling cum pool behind them thankfully. She didn't want to be trapped with Mimi's crazy body transforming sperm. "Like I see that you left your sisters. Jenni should be almost caught up with her dream self, which means that Jenni can't show up here anymore. That is the same reason you don't see Didi here either. She is so cute though isn't she?" She squealed as she wrapped her arms around her middle pushing her heavy breasts near Tiffany's face, "Tif Tif don't you just want to finally have fun with life and stop being bothered by co-workers or the need for money? Imagine what it could be like if you just embraced these changes. I mean you could have a nice yummy cock like I do, and then the others would probably play with you and you could play with them. Besides didn't you like it when our cocks went in you?" Anni lifted her fingers and brushed the skin on Tiffany's arm. She shuddered visibly and gave out a gentle moan. Her lips parted and she could almost taste the sweetness that was exuding from her dream counterpart. Was she really a part of this woman, or was this woman a part of her? Either way she couldn't believe they were one in the same. She needed to escape and find the cure that could set her free from the crazy body modifications that was going on. She closed her eyes and opened them again to see the cursor still blinking on the document before her. She turned her head quickly to see the office was still empty. She looked down at the clock and saw the time was past six. The lights in the room were darker than before as well. How had she nodded off for almost five hours at her desk? Time was growing more confusing by the minute and Tiffany sighed out as she dug into the top drawer of her desk. Her ID badge sat proudly among her extra highlighters and pens. She snatched it up and that familiar sweet scent rolled into her nose. She sighed as she enjoyed the flavor that came into her mouth. She did just want to suck on someone's cock. It could be good if she just drank a bit of their semen. She stood up from her desk and looked over the walls for anyone. The office was entirely empty and she sat down in her chair angrily. She just wanted to have sex now; it wasn't that much to ask was it? She could still get to the lab and lock herself away. There was no harm in just finding a quick release to clear her mind was there? She raised a shaky hand to her breast and began to knead the flesh between her fingers then a voice whispered over her shoulder, "This would be like so much better if you weren't wearing all that clothing." Tiffany turned to see no one there. It had to be her imaginary friend that was now randomly talking to her. She was demented; perhaps she wouldn't go to prison but a mental institution. That could be much better. She listened to the voice and stripped off her shirt and watched as her heavy breasts bounced free from the material. For being so large they were so perky and the skin was tight and beautiful. She ran her fingertips along the skin gently and gave out a soft moan. The office was empty no one would notice her fondling herself to orgasm this late at night, especially with half the office being gone this afternoon to begin with. She stripped out of the skirt she had slipped on and spread her legs. She rubbed her fingertips gently along the pink fabric of her panties. They were sheer and left nothing to guessing. As she rubbed and touched gave out a soft moan again. She raised a finger to her nipple and squeezed it gently rolling the perky flesh between her finger and thumb. She gave out another moan and rubbed her hand between her legs a bit rougher than before. The soft fabric rubbing roughly on her skin made her legs pebble with goose bumps. She gave out a soft moan and readjusted herself in the chair. The loud sound of the chair made her stop for a second to listen to the office, but the silence made her rub her hands again with a newer vigor. She didn't want to have a sexual harassment lawsuit on top of infecting her boss with an untested bacterium. She continued to rub at herself and pulled her panty edge to the side. She tried to look down at her body from between her thick breasts, but could only see the back of her hand pushing her panties away from her wet snatch. She rubbed the skin around her pelvis. It felt gentle and soft under her fingertips. It was smoother than normal and she touched around exploring her body as her other hand grabbed fistfuls of her thick breasts. She gave out a moan as her finger brushed against her red pussy lips. They were so ready for sexual release. How long had it been since she had an orgasm. She drew her fingers up to her mouth after releasing a hold of her panties. She licked them and tasted something beyond sweet to the taste. It made her head spin and the edges of her vision blurred as she felt tears gather at the corners of her eyes with delight. She pinched her eyes shut and sucked on her fingers hoping for more of the flavor. She angrily ripped her panties free from her body and discarded them on her desk. She spread her legs further and pushed her fingers along the edge of her moist pussy. She gave out a squeal as more of her eager juices dripped onto her fingertips. She pulled her fingers to her lips and licked them hungrily. The taste that erupted in her mouth begged her to only have more. She let go of her breast and started rubbing her pussy coaxing more cum to coat her fingers. She moaned around her fingertips and dug her now sticky fingers to her mouth and moved her wet hand back down. She maintained that rhythm for what felt like eternity. She was so thirsty and hungry though, and each time she drank her cum it somehow made her feel less tired and hungry. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 11 She dipped her fingers into her aching pussy and the familiar feeling of something pushing inside of her body only made her head spin further. The world tipped on end and she gave out another moan of joy. She continued to finger herself and she felt her mouth grow dry. She dug her other hand and rubbed it along the edges of her pussy collecting more of her sticky juices on her fingertips. She brought her hand to her mouth and licked the sticky precum happily. She heard someone giggle over her shoulder and she looked back not removing her hand from between her pussy lips. She kept her fingers digging gently in her moist folds. There was no one there and she assumed it was just the imaginary sex hungry imaginary friend she had invented in this unique time of crisis. The voice laughed once more and she looked again to see nothing there. She moved her fingers and moaned out, "There we go, cum and drink some of it that is like so hot." She looked over her shoulder again and saw Anni jerking her cock to the same rhythm that she was fingering herself. Maybe it wouldn't be as bad if she just let the fake girl fuck her for a minute. Tiffany slid the chair aside and dropped to the ground on her knees in front of the large cocked woman. Anni continued to stroke as Tiffany dug her fingers away in her moist snatch. She gave out another moan and Anni made fists with her toes in the air, "Are you asking me to like fuck you or what? Bend over and give me a good view of that little pussy you are petting." Tiffany turned around and bent forward obediently. Her heavy breasts swung beneath her and her thick nipples brushed against the cold plastic that kept the chair from rolling up the carpet. It was so dirty, but then again she was going to get even dirtier from the imaginary girl getting ready to ream her. Tiffany reluctantly removed her fingers from her pussy and spread the lips open. Anni's fingers were gently as they gripped the edge of her thigh and hip. She shivered with the anticipation for what was about to happen to her little aching body. She was little compared to the woman that was hunching forward the warmth from her cock made Tiffany almost beg for it. She turned her head to see the look in the other woman's eyes. They looked just as hungry as she felt. She just wanted to feel full again, she wanted to have that thick juicy meat pushing and stirring around inside of her. She felt her pussy clamp down with excitement as she orgasmed just at the thought of having Anni stuff a thick piece of girl meat into her body. "Fuck me already..." her voice was distant and hollow. It was all she could do from holding herself up from collapsing. Just as she was about to tip over from the excitement of waiting Anni slid her thick cock home. She gently rolled into Tiffany's body with ease. Each and every ounce of her twelve or thirteen inch cock drove home. Anni's hips crashed against Tiffany's round bottom and she gave out a squeak and a moan in delight to feel so full once again. Anni wiggled her hips for a second and sparks of pleasure erupted inside of Tiffany, it was all she could do to not drool on the hard plastic below her. She felt her jaw go slack and her tongue lolled out happily. She pinched her eyes shut and Anni pumped into her willing body with ease. Each thrust the large woman made would rub Tiffany's nipples into the hard plastic beneath her. The rough feeling would send a shiver of pain, but a roaring fire of pleasure would roll through her. She shivered as her pussy tried to soak up more of Anni's thick juicy precum. She moaned as another orgasm rolled through her body. Anni grunted as her pussy tightened through the ordeal, but she continued to pump away at her moaning out with pleasure each time she pushed the entire length of her dick into Tiffany's small body. She felt her body quiver with delight as each and every thick throbbing inch of Anni's length rubbed at her insides. She gave out a throaty moan as she climaxed once again. Her fingertips dug at the edges of the hard plastic and her erect nipples rubbed angrily at the material underneath her body. She was in bliss. She was nothing more than a slave for the feeling of another mind shattering orgasm. Anni grunted again as she put her other hand firmly on Tiffany's bubbly ass. It hadn't always been that big had it? It didn't matter to her now though; she liked the feeling of it wiggling happily against Anni's smooth hips. Each time the woman thrust into her she could feel her ass shake and her breasts bounce. It made her stiff nipples rub against the plastic, but it felt wonderful. Each thrust was growing more intense by the second and she could tell that Anni was nearing her orgasm. Each time her hips moved it seemed out of sync and erratic. Tiffany wanted to hiss out and plead for the others cum, but she was in too much pleasure to even breathe. "Cum for me little cock slut." Anni said through gritted teeth and Tiffany clenched her toes at the heels she was wearing. She hadn't taken those off? She moaned as Anni thrust into her with more gusto than before. Anni grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her head back, it didn't hurt her and the joy of being made a slave for cum was exhilarating. She realized that not only did she like the taste of cum, but she actually needed it now. Either in her mouth, or filling her stomach from her ass or pussy. Was she an addict to it, or was it similar to how Emily the Mouse was self-sustaining? Perhaps it was the way she could survive in the contamination rooms at her lab. Anni jerked again and Tiffany's mind went blank. She didn't want anything else but to cum and feel her body being filled with the other woman's seed. Tiffany moaned out in pleasure as Anni tugged at her hair for a third time. Her hips shook and she fell forward as Anni released her grip. She pressed her cheek into the mat and she panted as her pussy fluttered in another earth shattering orgasm. Her entire body felt weak and pushed to the brink of nonexistence. Anni groaned out and with a guttural growl her cock thickened. Tiffany waited anxiously for the feeling. The hot torrent of cum rocketed into her body with gusto. Anni's cock throbbed and twitched pumping load after load of cum into her willing little cunt. She wanted to absorb it all, she wanted each and every ounce to fill her to the brim and then keep taking more in. She wanted to swim in Anni's cum again; she wanted to feel the warmth of it washing over her body. She moaned out again as she came yet again just from the sheer rush of feeling so full of the large cocked woman's seed. Anni moaned out and another rope of cum rocketed into her body. The amount of cum was dwindling and she knew the other was going to have to stop soon. Just when she thought that her stomach was going to rupture from taking too much see Anni finally withdrew her slowly softening cock from Tiffany's body. Tiffany gave out a moan and toppled to her side finally. Her stomach stretched out and she ran a hand gently over it. It gurgled and she opened her mouth only to taste that sweet cum on her lips. She was so full that she could actually taste it in her mouth. She sighed with content. Anni had done a beautiful job. She rolled to her back and opened her mouth to talk to Anni, only to find the woman wasn't there. She was sitting alone in the nude, aside from her heels she was wearing. She was stuffed to the brim with cum, but how could that be? There wasn't another soul in the building that could have done this to her, unless somehow her body generated the cum to sustain itself from within herself. She raised a hand to her head and it felt stiff. She wiggled her fingers trying to bring the feeling back to it. What had happened to her? Her mind felt fuzzy and warm. Everything was going to be okay, nothing could really make her life that miserable. Would it be better to be with Jen and Diana instead of jail or a mental hospital? Suddenly she heard giggling erupt from the elevator. She tried to move to her side but could do any more than rock back and forth. Who was coming? She couldn't sit up or move with the amount of cum that was filling her body. She rocked to her side and tucked herself against the edge of her desk. The only people that would be giggling like that were Diana and Jen, and they were on the prowl. She was their prey. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 12 "That cab driver really wanted these in his ass didn't he?" Didi asked Jenni as they made their way towards the elevator through the parking garage. She gently flicked the tip of her cock for emphasis. The giggle that followed only meant that she enjoyed it all too much. He really had nearly begged them to fuck him senseless. It was too bad they needed to find Tiffany to help her find the true meaning of her life. Jenni tossed the scrap of paper that had the address of her work place written on it. She wasn't going to need to come back to work here anymore. She had no need for work now that she was Jenni the old bossy bitch Jen was gone and now the strong powerful Jenni was born. She needed to thank the person that transformed her. Mimi wasn't very quiet about that and she now knew exactly who it was that needed to be thanked. "I didn't know guys could suck cock that well but it wasn't as fun as when we played with each other while he watched and jerked himself off. It's a shame he couldn't last longer than five minutes though. Really where is the fun in that?" Jenni laughed out as she thought back to how quick he was to strip down for them. "The fun was that we got more attention in the end... which is fine by me." Didi raised a hand for a high five and Jenni returned it with a satisfied smile. He did a good job at getting her off, but tiffany could probably do it better. All they had to do was find the little Tif Tif though. It had been Jenni's idea to cover them before they went outside, but the extra lab coats that Didi had lying around her house were itchy and barely covered anything. She had to hold the bottom of the coat to barely cover the tip of her penis while they were hailing the taxi. Didi had a similar problem, but she didn't complain about the comfort. IT must have been because she was so used to wearing them in the lab or something along those lines. Jenni looked over to see Didi unbuttoning the smock. Her stomach and edges of her breasts were exposed and she felt her heartbeat pulse in her fingertips. They hadn't had enough fun today, was there a problem with just toying around for a minute? Jenni reached out a playful hand a touched smooth curves of Didi's pelvis that guided down to her thick swaying meaty cock. Didi cooed in delight but her eyes quickly went full, "We need to get inside the building and find Tif Tif, she could be scared or thirsty and might need to eat and drink from us. We probably should save some for her." Jenni reluctantly nodded. Didi, though as sexually driven as she, had a smart head about her. That must be an advantage of having known more about the thing that changed her. Jenni wasn't angry at Tif for changing her. No in fact she was beyond welcoming now. She had spent glorious amounts of time in orgasmic ecstasy these past few days for anything else in the world to matter. The pair of them reached the elevator and they stepped inside. She had forgotten which floor was hers, but with a careful look at the buttons there was one that was used more than the others. Didi discovered that and not herself. That woman really was rather intelligent. The doors slid closed and Jenni unbuttoned her coat as well. It was erotic to have it partially opened the way it was though. She could see a perfect skin trail that led between her heavy breasts down across her smooth and soft stomach to the base of a thick veined cock that was slowly starting to grow with her new arousal. She just needed to unload a bit of sperm into something. Her balls churned and she could feel a new pressure inside her body that was unfamiliar. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't normal either. She shivered and dropped to the floor. A thick glob of precum leaked out onto the elevator. It was clear and the space filled with a smell of something even more sweetly than before. That strange churning suddenly pulsated and her cock thickened and another rope of precum dribbled onto the floor. Something thicker though still clear dropped out. The precum writhed and moved on the floor a few times and Jenni stood up quickly away from the pile that she had just created. "Oh hey looks like your little friends decided it was time to show up! I have had mine for a while. Didn't you notice back at my house?" Didi asked as the elevator continued to zoom up to Jenni's old work floor. She tried to think back to the room they had found Didi in, but she couldn't recall sperm that moved. Then the pool that was filled with her cum. It wasn't her cum though, it was like there had been someone else and she was someone different other than who she was now, but wasn't she always this way? Her head began to hurt and that strange churning in her balls made her writhe with the need to unload into someone or something and quickly. She clenched her fist trying not to stroke her cock. It would feel so good, but it would also mean that Tif could possibly die from hunger and they didn't want that. They wanted her to be a part of them forever. They all three needed to be together sharing in each other's new love. The elevator slowed to a stop and the familiar ring let them know they arrived at the floor. The doors slid open and the dark hallway to where the cubicles were was dark and eerie. Jenni wrapped her arms across her middle under her breasts. It was actually cold, and the darkness didn't help the feeling that something bad was going to happen. Why would someone attack a contracting firm though? It wasn't like they had contracted bad companies at all. The only company that really could be considered abnormal was the laboratory that Tif worked for in her evenings. It had been the reason she picked on her so much before these changes. They weren't evil though, just filled with strange new things. Jenni never told tiffany the reason she had been hired though. It was a part of the contract so they could get better professional trained staff at the laboratory and they contracted out some of their lab assistants. Tiffany just thought that she wasn't earning enough money to support herself, but that was because of cutbacks the lab staged to make them feel the need for another job. The only place that was hiring that worked with another schedule was their firm. It wasn't too elaborate and actually quite normal if you think about it, but the company wasn't evil for doing it. They stepped out of the elevator and the doors slid closed behind them. The only thing that could make this feel any darker would be a random light that flicked on and off. She shivered again and ran her hands up and down on the scratchy lab coat. Didi didn't seem bothered, but she was also breathing quite heavy. Each time her chest would rise and fall, Jenni would become aware of her own. The fabric rubbed and brushed against her nipples begging her to stop and just let off some steam right then and there. Was Tif waiting to attack them, or were they in the wrong spot all together? She might have gone to the lab, but that is where Didi wanted to go... and Didi wasn't thinking quite right as of now. She looked over at the woman who was idly poking at one of the cocks that was slowly swelling with arousal. How would it be to have two of them to play with? Jenni felt her own body starting to respond and with a new determination she looked forward and started to walk down the hall. Her cock bounced against her leg and soon it stiffened and swayed into her vision. She stifled a moan from the excitement of seeing her own erect cock. It was still so wonderful to feel it and have it. She was glad to be Jenni and no one could tell her otherwise. Didi walked close to her almost pressing her breasts against Jenni's arm as though she could protect her. There wasn't going to be anything bad in the building but she didn't protest the feeling of warmth emanating from her new friend. They walked into the bull pit and could see a faint lamp light that illuminated one of the cubicles that sat on the far side of the room. It was Tiffany's. It was exactly where she thought the other woman would go. How could she read into the other so easily? Jenni nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard a soft groan come from the cubicle that sat not more than twenty feet away. She looked at Didi who nodded and the two of them started walking quickly over to see what was going on. As they approached, the sweet familiar scent of cum wafted into Jenni's nose. She felt electricity spark through her and she dived around the corner to find a small spill of white semen on the ground. The floor looked empty and she shook her head in confusion. Where would Tif run off to after making that much cum? It wasn't a large amount but it was enough to show that whoever had sex here did it more than once. She looked around the corner to see Tiffany hugging the leg of her desk with her eyes closed. Her stomach was swollen and there was white fluid leaking from between her legs. One of her hands was busy scooping up the liquid. In a mechanic motion she would bring her hand to her lips and lap it up like a dog and then dropped her hand back down to catch anymore that leaked from her body. Jenni tried to hold back but she couldn't hold it any longer. She reached a palm forward and rubbed it gently on the head of her thick cock. She gave out a soft moan and spread her legs. The sound of precum slickening the tip of her cock was emphasized in the overly quiet that filled the office. Tiffany looked up and squeaked but she didn't stop licking the cum from between her fingers. Her eyes went wide and Jenni could tell that she was afraid of what was happening. Where was Mimi? She could help Tif accept what was going on with her body. Jenni heard the squelching of her hand stroking her cock and the tingling sensation of yet another orgasm rising. She moaned again suddenly an open palm slapped her bare ass. She turned still stroking her cock to see Didi looking at her with a disappointed frown. Jenni looked back down at Tiffany who was petting her damp pussy on rhythm with Jenni. Was she actually asking to share in their pleasure? "Hi Tiffany did you decide that we are much more fun than this stuffy office?" Didi asked her hands both twisting gently on the loose flesh of her penises getting them harder by each movement her wrists made. Jenni reluctantly let go of her own. The need to unload was now the only thing on her mind. Maybe Tiffany would be willing to help. She moved into the open space of the cubicle. Her chair was toppled over and the ground had more splatters of cum that she hadn't seen before. The sound of her moaning made goose bumps prickle on the insides of Jenni's legs. She felt her ass dimple with sexual anticipation and she fell to the ground seeing her former employee petting herself to orgasm with a newer determination she had never before seen in the woman. It was like they were once strangers who now understood each other on a much deeper level than before. Jenni reached a hand out and brushed some of the nearly white blonde hair that was covering a part of Tiffany's face. It slid away like silk on her gentle smooth flesh. Jenni swallowed and watched tiffany moan out in another orgasm. Jenni's cock dripped precum onto the ground and the new sticky pile writhed and wiggled reminding her that her friends wanted to play, if only for just a minute. She reached her hands out and pulled tiffany away from the leg of the desk she had once been holding onto as though to hide herself. She rolled onto her back and the way that her stomach was filled it appeared like she was nine months pregnant. Who had filled her with that much cum in such a short amount of time? Jenni looked around and saw Didi staring down at the pair of them with her mouth open slightly. Her hands were working at the tips of her cocks and copious amounts of precum were dribbling onto the floor. The sound of the dripping liquid made Jenni's own cock pulsate and splash some more onto the hard mat as well. Tiffany looked up at the two of them, her eyes begging them to not do it but her free hand tried to reach up to touch Jenni's cock. She felt it stiffen at the heat of the smaller woman's hand and in a flash she tugged Tiffany along the floor to position her open mouth near the tip of her cock. Didi gave out a squeal and darted across the small cubicle space. She dropped to her knees and lifted Tiffany's lower body and pointed both of her cocks at Tif's ass and pussy. Tiffany reluctantly moved her hand out of the way, and in the same movement Jenni moved her cock closer to Tiffany's slack jawed mouth inviting her to suck. Tiffany moved her head and the warmth and wetness of her mouth enveloped Jenni's stiff precum dripping cock. The sensation was powerful and Jenni gave out a squeak. Her cheeks burned Tiffany raised a hand and cupped the balls that were swinging in her vision. She rubbed and gently squeezed them, Jenni pinched her eyes shut and moaned out in joy. Suddenly Tiffany jolted forward and the entirety of Jenni's cock was pushed into her throat. She opened her eyes to see both of Didi's cocks stuffed to the hilt into both of Tiffany's available holes. It looked so hot that Jenni actually dropped a hand between her legs and started to play with her pussy. She shivered as her fingers went inside. She felt her cock stiffen and more precum dribble into Tiffany. Her breasts swayed with each motion, and after the few seconds that Didi held her cock in the tight confines of Tif's body she withdrew and pushed them back with a rough force. Tiffany's mouth dragged on and off Jenni's cock in the same motion and Jenni moaned out again, each time Didi would slam her heavy balls against Tiffany's smooth ass her cock would jam into the back of the willing woman's throat. Her fingers continued to dig at her wet pussy with a newer desire. She wanted to feel that pleasure of cumming on the woman's face. Not only in her mouth but everywhere she could. Tiffany's hands reached up from the balls she had once been cupping. She moved them around and drew small circles on the smooth skin of Jenni's ass. She cooed in satisfaction, and Tiffany continued to move her hands around. She slid them gently down between Jenni's ass cheeks and her fingers danced and toyed with the entrance of her puckered hole. Jenni moaned with anticipation of what was about to happen. Didi slammed forward again and Tiffany moaned around the cock that was stuffed into her mouth. Her tongue darted around the tip of Jenni's penis and she moaned again as Didi pulled back out and slid back forward, the sawing motion rubbing and touching every part of Tiffany that needed to be pleasured. Tiffany's fingers jammed forward shakily. It was as though she had lost complete control of her body and was just an object of desire. The thought made Jenni moan out again in pleasure. She just wanted to be an object of pleasure as well. With forceful motion, four of her fingers dove into Jenni's puckered ass. The feeling of them rubbing and twisting inside her body made her cock stiffen and lurch more precum into Tiffany. She moaned and wiggled her hips trying not to orgasm. It was too difficult. With her fingers darting around inside of her pussy, Tiffany twisting and rubbing at her prostate, and that hot sticky warmth of Tiffany's mouth she was too close to the verge not to fall into orgasmic bliss. Her cock stiffened and lurched, her balls twisting and churning with cum. Tiffany's mouth opened wider and Jenni pushed the entirety of her shaft down her throat. Her cock bulged as cum erupted from her body to fill Tiffany's stomach. It pulsated thick ropes of cum into the woman. One load after the next erupted. The fingers in her ass continued to twisted and bend poking and prodding. Her tight pussy clamped down on her fingers and fluttered in orgasm. She moaned out throatily as each torrent of seed unloaded into Tiffany's body. Jenni closed her eyes and raised her face to the ceiling moaning again and again like a cheap whore from a foreign film. Didi squeaked to remind Jenni that she was still there. Jenni looked back to see the woman's fucking had grown erratic since she herself started orgasming. The other woman's cheeks were a deep red, and she was covered in slick sweat. Her thick breasts swayed heavily and bounced as she jammed her cocks to hilt in both Tiffany's ass and pussy. She wished she could have two cocks like her friend, maybe if she had some more of Didi's cum she could grow one too. Her cock began to soften in Tiffany's mouth; the willing hole was still running her tongue in circles around the crown. It began to grow sensitive and she pulled it free. The sound of it popping free from Tiffany's lips made Jenni shudder. The other woman took deep breaths and Jenni looked and watched her heavy chest rise and fall. Her stomach looked distended and overly full. Would she die if she had too much cum? Didi gripped her hands into Tiffany's hips and pushed herself forward. With a guttural moan Didi jammed herself to the hilt again and her body went rigid in orgasm. She moaned and Tiffany moaned out. Her voice was muffled and hushed under Jenni's body. She moved back so she could see into the other woman's eyes. They were covered in clear liquid from her orgasm and she covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. Tiffany's fingers reluctantly popped free from her ass as she slid away. Her hands were stretched above her head, her eyes closed to prevent Jenni's pussy juices from leaking into them. There was a small amount of cum draped across her lips, her breasts were swaying heavily each time Didi shivered, indicating a thick rope of cum was flooding into both her ass and pussy. Her stomach moved and churned as more cum pulsated into her body. She was wearing heels and her feet were planted at either side of Didi's hips making the entrance to her body easier. Didi shivered once, twice, and with a satisfied coo she relaxed. She slid backwards reluctantly and looked at the woman that was lying on her back with her eyes covered in Jenni's juices. Tiffany giggled and wiped at the cunny juice on her face. She licked her hands free and she wiped more and more of it free from her vision. She shivered and goose bumps prickles along her flesh, her nipples stood out stiffly into the air. Jenni licked her lips and looked down at the woman they had just ravaged. She was perfect and beautiful. How could anyone not want to fuck her over and over again? She realized that one of her hands had actually started to try and stroke her cock erect again. If they fucked her again though she could die from too much cum being dumped into her body, right? She looked around hoping that Mimi could tell them what would happen to Tiffany, but the three of them were alone in the office. "Hey Tiffany what were you doing here anyway?" Didi asked as she slid back on her ass on the cold mat that covered the floor. Jenni wanted to ask the same question so she waited for a response. Tiffany panted a few times her eyes still closed. Her stomach wiggled a bit and she rubbed it gently with her fingertips. Jenni watched her still with a hand on her dick. She felt it twitch at the sight and let it go quickly trying not to coax more pleasure from herself. She could be heartless, but Tiffany was in no shape to have more cum fill her body, "Also who like stuffed you so full of cum you couldn't like move anymore?" Didi asked tilting her head to the side and giggling as a bit of cum leaked from one of Tiffany's holes on to the ground. It was a lot of cum that had been poured into her body, who could have made that much? "I..." Tiffany coughed and shuddered more cum leaked from her body onto the floor, "I came here to like get my badge to lock myself away in the lab... so I didn't transform." Tiffany's voice was harsh and Jenni could only assume that was because of her rough face fuck she just gave her. She looked down at the ground almost ashamed, but realized what it was Tiffany had said. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 12 "You think that you can stop yourself from like changing into something like us, when you didn't even give me a chance?" Jenni said, but as the words left her lips she drew a finger to the corner of her mouth and looked at the woman panting on the ground, "I am not mad... I actually really like the changes... but why wouldn't you want to change like us?" "It isn't that it's not fun... but I wanted to teach you a lesson Jen. You..." she shuddered again and panted, was she having an orgasm? What was doing that to her? "We can't really live like this could we?" "Actually our experiment was showing that the mice that were changed lived like way longer than the rest." Didi said rubbing her lower stomach with her fingernails, making gentle circles on her skin. She smiled at Tiffany who wiggled as best she could with her distended stomach. Jenni tried to hold back the urge of stroking her cock erect, but the site of Didi rubbing her skin and the slight moaning sounds that were occasionally slipping between Tiffany's plump lips made her hand dart forward and start stroking herself. Jenni moaned out spreading her toes at the carpet as she pulled on her thick girl meat. Tiffany looked back up and moaned out again pushing her feet against the ground thrusting her hips up. Jenni closed her eyes as she climaxed. Her cum dribbled onto the floor in front of her in small spurts, the amount was far less than before. At least she could assume so since Tiffany took all of it in so quickly. Tif rolled onto her side and slid herself across the ground, moaning as her breasts rubbed against the ground. A small trail of fluid was left behind on them at. It was a sticky trail that only marked what had just happened between the three of them. She neared the newly formed puddle and licked her tongue forward, drinking in as much as possible. She puckered her full cock sucker lips and slurped at the puddle of cum that was at Jenni's knees. She lapped it up thirstily, and when the floor was cleaned she rolled back onto her back panting and sighing, "I think we should get back to the lab though. This place is too dirty and if we are going to be playing around with each other we should be there instead of this dingy office. Don't you think?" Didi asked tilting her head to the side as she looked up at Jenni who finally came down her from orgasmic high. She nodded back to the other. Tiffany's eyes closed and her breathing became even and steady. Her heavy chest looked so full and perfect. It took all that Jenni had not to touch the other woman and pleasure herself again. "Yea I think that would be good. In these contamination rooms are there beds?" Jenni asked as she stood up. She pulled back on that itchy lab coat that barely covered the tip of her cock while it was flaccid. Luckily it was getting to be later at night and people wouldn't think twice about it. "There are, and I think we should like get Tif Tif here some rest." Didi said also tugging her coat on as well. They would just have to find a way to move the cum filled Tiffany to the lab without anyone asking what was going on with her. Jenni giggled as she reached down and grabbed a hold of Tiffany's hands. There wasn't going to be a better time to start than now. Didi followed suit and they began to discuss a plan on how to move their friend to a safer place than this dirty office. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 13 The sound of metal and glass sliding against each other woke Tiffany. She looked around the room that she was in. Everything was white and sterile. Wasn't she in her office last time she was awake? Who had moved her, for what purpose, and how? A floodgate of questions began to roil through her mind. A sudden tingling in her stomach made her attention move from the room to her own body. She then remembered the last state of things. Ani had appeared to her and the two of them... She felt her heart leap into her throat. What had she done? She looked down at her stomach, and to her surprise it was no longer distended and hanging oddly off her body. She was still in the nude and her purse and clothing was nowhere to be seen. Tiffany stood up in a flash, and that same strange tingling sensation in her stomach made her groan out. It wasn't painful, but it wasn't delightful either. She scanned the room and saw a hard cot sitting at the far corner of the room. It was white as well, making it hard to see at first. In a flash Tiffany darted across the small space. She sat down and wrapped her arms around her stomach to try and keep warm. The room wasn't freezing, but the lack of anything in it made it feel colder than it really was. She frowned at the shape of her bust. It looked so full with her arms pushing them together. They were far larger than she had ever imagined though. They stood out heavily away from her body, and only requested the attention of anyone who walked past her. Tiffany grunted as the strange tingling spread through her legs and down to her toes. What was causing that feeling? She stood up again and danced from foot to foot to try and relieve herself of the odd sensation. She moved around the room in a clockwise rotation. She looked at each wall but was unable to find anywhere that would let her open a door. Just as she thought she saw something that looked like a handle the wall moved to reveal a glass partition. Standing on the other side was Jen and Diana. The two of them were standing completely nude, their heavy breasts and thick phalluses made Tiffany rethink their names. These were no longer Jen and Diana. These were the alter egos that she had met in the dream world, well Diana she hadn't met in the dream world but she suspected that she had gone to the same place. They had all been exposed to that strange material that Jayme had messed up, how long ago was that? Tiffany raised a hand to her mouth in shock, her eyebrows climbing up her forehead. She was starting to show symptoms of cognitive functions. She didn't resist the strange dream girl... and she had also accepted Jen and Diana back at the office. The memory of what had happened zoomed back through her mind. She could remember the two of them unclothing themselves, kneeling down and.... oh God what had she done? Tiffany's hands began to shake and her knees felt weak. She dropped to the floor and raised one shaky hand to the glass partition. Jen hunched down, the tip of her thick cock brushing the ground in front of her. Jen's cheeks turned red and her mouth opened a bit. She reached a hand forward and touched the glass right where Tiffany's hand was placed, "it's okay Tiffany, you will be safe here. Didi explained to me about the lab testing facilities. They had overnight rooms and the like. We just had to get you into a contamination room until you accepted us and Ani. It's like good for you." Jen tilted her head with a smile and nodded at Tiffany, whose heart was now pounding so loud in her ears it was difficult to think. Was that because of the rushing sound of blood in her ears, or was that the bacteria changing her thinking reflexes? "It's okay Tif Tif; Sato has always treated you and me well. I mean think about it, we never could have been exposed to such a wonderful transformation if we both hadn't worked here." Didi said as one of her hands snaked around one of her cocks mindlessly. She stroked at the tip and a drop of precum dribbled slowly in a long string onto the ground. Tiffany felt her body shake with both rage and cold. How could she have let herself become this exposed to an untested drug. Why had she taken it in the first place to give to her boss that she had thought was a bitch? The woman still was a bitch, but for entirely different reasons. She felt a tear stream down her cheek and she curled up her fingers into a fist. She hit the glass and Jen pulled her hand away and stood back up. Tiffany pounded her fist again, but the glass was shatterproof. She had worked at Sato long enough to know that the contamination rooms were far more secure than most places. "I don't blame Sato or even think that Sato Corporation is a part of this at all, I think that this is just a foolish mistake that I like made..." Tiffany bit her lip in frustration. Her voice seemed more airy and bubbly. Was she always that dumb sounding? She looked down feeling ashamed of herself. Her breasts did look bigger. She had to hold back raising a hand to them. They would be fun to play with if only for a few minutes. She looked back up and Diana was covering her mouth, clearly hiding a frown from the other woman. Jen's cheeks were still red and she was stroking at her penis slowly and gently. She had grown too aroused from it touching the ground. She rubbed at the tip and raised her head back, the cascade of her golden curls tussled at the top of her ass. She was beautiful in every sense of the word. Her heavy breasts began to shake as she stroked at her erection, and Diana quickly reached a hand over to touch Jen's arm. "We can't do that yet Jen; we need to wait for Tiffany." She jerked her head to the side as though Tiffany couldn't hear a word of it, but Jen reluctantly removed her fingers from their lock on her penis and she frowned down. "This will probably hurt in a minute, but in the end if it is for our little Tif Tif..." Jen was cut off as the partition between the glass and Tiffany slid back into place. She stood there with her fists balled up out of anger. Why was she locked away, when they were the ones that were contaminated? Where was security at this hour? There were normally a few men who made rounds that would notice two crazed women that were completely nude and had large phalluses protruding from their pelvis. She didn't care who you were, the site was strange and begged to be addressed. Tiffany moved in a circle again her hand running through her hair as she scrubbed at her scalp out of frustration. She hadn't really been aware of the coloration until then and stopped to admire it. The color was a deep platinum blonde, and it somehow kept a perfect curl that fell loose between her fingertips. She ran a hand through her hair and the sensation of the ends rubbing against her back made her giggle. In that moment she became aware more of her appearance than before. It had grown normal for Jen to be tanned and large breasted, but that was only because of how much exposure to the other woman Tiffany had had. However long ago it was since she was exposed to the bacteria, but Jen was now tanned and blonde haired. She was gorgeous in every sense of the word, but just by looking down at herself Tiffany could tell that she was growing more attractive by the minute. Maybe exposure to the bacteria wasn't that bad of a thing after all. Maybe she wouldn't show the same symptoms as the others, but then again her cognitive functions were declining and rapidly. That odd tingling sensation in Tiffany's stomach made her stop pacing. She sat down on the ground against one of the walls that wasn't connected to the partition. She gave out a sigh and a shiver. Goose bumps prickled across her arms and legs and her nipples stood erect in the air. She could just touch them for a minute and admire the new coloration of her skin. She raised a hand and looked at her fingers. They seemed to be perfectly manicured and dainty. Her hands were always mannish before, so seeing such delicate features on her was a surprise. Then to her shock there was a burning in her stomach that made her feel as though she had eaten horrible Mexican food. She doubled over and wrapped her hands against her stomach in surprise. Tiffany uttered a moan of pain as the burning ran up her middle and through her chest. It seemed to both burn inside her body and along her skin. It felt like someone was running a hot lamp across her skin and it was burning every inch that it touched, but just as it moved her skin would feel normal. She gave out a howl and held tight at her stomach. The burning sensation that moved from her middle finally stopped when it reached her head. Her mind began to grow fuzzy through the pain. The burning slowed to a steady pulse in her middle and Tiffany gave out a sigh of relief. She breathed heavily and tried to sit back up to only be surprised by the burning returning. This time it moved down through her hips and to the tips of her toes. She curled them in shock and dropped to her back in surprise. The fire like burning then stopped and settled in her nethers. It twisted and pulsated, like the power of a river getting caught on a bank and forming an eddy. It swirled and burned on her skin and inside of her body. Tiffany moaned out again feeling her body shake in pain. Just as the pain grew to a state of being unbearable the eruption of something pleasant shuddered through her body. Her groan of pain turned into a throaty moan as she climaxed. The twisting sensation rotated around again the same burning pain pulsated through her body, and once again just as the pain became too much a sudden rocket of pleasure made her toes and fingers curl in another mind blowing orgasm. Tiffany lay panting on the ground staring at the white ceiling in shock. What was going on? The burning made her pinch her eyes shut and she growled between gritted teeth. It hurt so bad that she pounded a fist against the ground. The only action she could do was spread her legs to try and remove the pain from between them. As she moved the sensation of pleasure rolled across her body. She opened her eyes and relaxed her jaw. This time the sensation of pleasure lasted longer than before. She moaned as orgasm after orgasm rolled through her body. Her nipples stood on end and her fingers clawed at the ground around her. She felt her fluids pool on the ground under her thighs. It felt warm and sticky, but she couldn't move. More and more pleasure rocketed through her and she bridged herself supporting her body on her head and feet. Her hands stayed balled up on the floor and she gave out a throaty moan in pleasure. The partition opened once more, but Tiffany was enjoying the sensation too much to focus on it. The world went black and she recognized that it had to be because she closed her eyes. Tiffany tried to open them but her body didn't respond. The orgasmic wave of pleasure seemed to slow, but the steady pulsating didn't cease. Hands wrapped around her and she was scooped up into someone's arms. They had large breasts and there was a familiar smell that made her moved her head closer to the person cradling her in their arms like a small child. She was moved from the spot she had been in. Where were they taking her? Tiffany opened her mouth to speak, but only a moan escaped her lips and she dropped her head back into the arm that was supporting her. Even the action of attempting to speak was too difficult with the amount of pleasure she was feeling. She felt a small amount of drool dribble onto the person holding her. She felt embarrassed but was unable to react to make it better. Just as sudden as she had been picked up and cradled, she was once again sitting on the cold hard ground. The sensation of pleasure slowed, but the sound of another partition closing sounded out in the room. Finally Tiffany's body released the strange hold it had on her before. She was paralyzed with pleasure, and someone had moved her without her being able to respond physically. What was going on? Tiffany opened her eyes slowly, but the bright white lights made her squint. She raised a hand to shade the light from her face and slowly her vision returned. Both Jen and Diana were staring down at her with large smiles plastered on their faces. She was moved into the same room as them, but who had moved her? These two smelled similar, but the person that moved her had a unique scent. Tiffany sat up and the other two women moved aside. She moved a hand to her head to stop it from spinning. There was so much that had happened it was too much for her to comprehend it all. She looked around the room, and it was the same familiar white. She had worked at Sato long enough to know the observation theatre room. She had only been invited to watch from the audience chair once and that was during the operation of someone getting a mechanical arm where they had once undergone an amputation in an accident. It was fascinating to watch, but why was she in the room with Jen and Diana on the floor. She realized that the operation table and equipment had been removed from the building. There was no other object to be seen in the round room but her and the two other women. They were completely alone. A strange tugging on her thigh made Tiffany's attention drop down to between her legs. She gave out a gasp of shock to see something she had not expected to see in her entire life. A large flaccid human phallus rested on her leg. The skin looked smooth and slightly tanner than the rest of her already sun darkened body. Her hands were planted on the ground from keeping her from toppling over. Tiffany felt herself shudder and she looked up to the two women in shock, "What... what is that?" Her voice felt higher, but it was always that high wasn't it? She shook her head but everything grew difficult to focus on. "Oh we put it there as a joke." Diana said giggling and looking up quickly at Jen who also giggled back. "Yea it isn't real at all." Jen said bending down to eye level with Tiffany who looked at the woman with shock. It wasn't real, that would explain why it felt so strange to have it laying on her leg, "I am sure if you just pull you might get it off. Don't pull too hard though we don't want to break it." Jen said giggling again covering her mouth. Tiffany nodded and looked back down at the strange penis between her legs. Maybe the person that moved her put it there as a joke. She could have sworn there was another reason that a woman would have a penis, but she couldn't remember what it had been that caused. She almost giggled herself at the thought of a woman with a penis. She reached a hand out and grabbed at the middle of the cock. A tingling ran up her middle and the phallus stiffened between her fingers. She pulled at it, but it didn't move a single inch. She looked up in despair at Jen who was sitting close to her. What a good friend she had that was showing that much concern. Diana was now kneeling next to her as well, "It is like stuck or something." Tiffany wailed as tears collected in the corners of her eyes. The sensation of the strange penis was unique though. It didn't feel like it was a part of her, but at the same time it did feel like it was. "Maybe it is stuck, try pushing then pulling." Jen put a hand on her shoulder and Tiffany nodded. She really did have a great friend to help her through something so strange. Tiffany moved her hand back, the skin on the cock moved with her grip and then she moved it back forward hoping it would tug free. It didn't budge, so she moved her hand again hoping to coax it free from her body. It didn't move, but a strange tingling began to follow each motion she made. She tried again and this time ti wasn't a tingling but something pleasurable. She did the motion again and felt her cheeks turn red. She opened her mouth and moved her hand again trying to remove the foreign object from her body. The penis wasn't large; it was no bigger than four or five inches. Tiffany moved her hand again and bit the corner of her lip between her teeth. It felt incredible to try and get the thing off her body. "It does look pretty stuck on there, maybe if you try to move your hand faster you can get it off easier." Diana said leaning forward and to watch Tiffany move her hand. She pushed and pulled on the object faster than before. The burning of pleasure and the tingling sensation throughout her body made her nipples stand on end. It was incredible. Tiffany grunted and her toes curled. Why did this feel as good as it did? She released her lip from between her teeth and gave out a gentle moan that she tried to stifle quickly. Her friends couldn't know that this was feeling as good as it was. They shouldn't know how much of a pervert she was. Her hand continued to tug at the cock when a new sensation erupted through her body. Tiffany gritted her teeth and leaned back on the hand that was supporting her. She planted her feet on the ground and lifted her ass off the cold floor. The cock she had been tugging at didn't tug free, but the sensation of a unique orgasm rocketed through her body. She moaned out between clenched teeth and to her surprise the cock between her fingers thickened and a thick stream of sweet smelling cum poured out. From the angle she was sitting in it splashed across her face and breasts. The sound of it hitting the floor echoed around the room with a heavy thud. She didn't stop tugging on the cock though. It felt too good to stop the motion on the penis. Another rope of cum splashed across her face and some landed in her gritted teeth. She quickly licked her tongue forward to wipe it free. The flavor was unmatched in anything she had tried before. Finally the burning pleasure subsided and Tiffany fell onto the ground, the sticky cum that had landed on the ground collected around her shoulders. With each breath she took she could feel the sticky material moving slowly down from her breasts and stomach. It dripped longingly. The scent of the sweet aroma made her head spin. What was this? What was happening? The little bit of mind she could muster reminded her that she was supposed to resist the need to touch and feel a penis, but her body begged to retrace her hands along her skin. What was going on with her? Tiffany attempted to will herself to stop, but just as she began to pour over the thought in her mind a voice rang out through an intercom in the room, "That was a nasty trick there." The voice was familiar. It eased through the room like warm butter being spread across bread. Tiffany opened her eyes and tilted her head. The strange sensation of her phallus lying on her lower stomach made her attention draw back to her body. Perhaps it wasn't that bad of a situation. She really did want to be a happy person, and having this wasn't going to make her unhappy right? She tried to stop rationalizing when a voice whispered in her ear, "It's like fine, embrace me and make us one." Tiffany tilted her head to see no one leaning over her shoulder. She could see the knees of Jen and she looked up to see Jen smiling at the glass panel of the theatre room they were in. Tiffany tried to sit up, but she felt heavy and her limbs were stiff from so much work. She twisted a couple of more times but gave up the fight, "I think that you should get a bit of revenge yourself Tif Tif, or are you Anni yet?" It was sensual and strong. Who could it be? The voice was beyond familiar. She looked over her other shoulder to see Diana rubbing her breasts with each hand and breathing heavily. Her two fuck sticks bobbed as blood pulsated through them. Her arousal only made Tiffany's already waning mind begin to falter further. She was going to be lost. The sudden realization of what had transpired crashed over her shoulders. She was transforming into them. She was going through the final stages. Her mind was being broken to be nothing more than a cum dumpster. Was that such a bad thing though? She did love cock, and who was to say that she couldn't love one of her own? The thought sent a jolt of pleasure through her body in a wave that made her nearly orgasm. Was it a good thing to want to be like them? Maybe she could just give up and enjoy a real life with these other two, and possibly the third in the Theatre room. Another wave of pleasure washed over her as she thought about doing nothing but pleasing these other women. It could be fun after all. She giggled and covered her mouth immediately shocked that she had laughed out loud to her own mental thoughts. Jen's warm face beamed at her. The way Tiffany was laying it was difficult to see past her enormous chest to actually see her face, but she reciprocated the smile. Jen was once so evil, but what made her evil? Tiffany couldn't even remember what had caused her to hate the woman. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 13 "Well ladies, I say you help Tiffany with her last little problems." Could the other person read her mind? Did they know what she was thinking about? Tiffany felt a sudden pulse of fear. She was corrupted! She tried to shake off the warm feeling of arousal that had been washing over her each time she thought about being a sexual slave to these other women, and they hers. She needed to find a cure and quick! Jen brushed fingertips along the inside of her thighs and Tiffany cooed in satisfaction. Her senses were heightened and each stroke sent a shiver up her spine and goose bumps pebbled along her skin. Her nipples pushed out rough into the air and she moaned in ecstasy. She could just give up everything, it wouldn't be so hard. She couldn't move and it just seemed so much easier. She gently spread her legs giving Jenni more access to her body. This would be so much easier. The voice on the intercom began to laugh before it clicked off leaving the three of them in silence. This really was easier. Futanarious Bimbosis Ch. 14 The lights in the room dimmed and Tiffany looked around her only to realize that she was still lying naked with Jenni and Didi sitting near her. The strange pulse on her thigh reminded her exactly what it was she had just done and what had just happened to her. She felt so thirsty though. Tiffany shivered and covered her breasts with her arms as she wrapped herself up in a hug. She felt cold and empty inside. Something needed to fill her, but she couldn't quite put a finger on what it was that she wanted to be filled with. She felt her mouth water and she looked over at Jenni. She was so cute. Her hand was idly moving along the surface of her vein covered fuck stick. She licked her lips and realized what it was that she had been thirsty for, "Jenni..." Her voice came out higher pitched than normal. Wasn't she always like she is now? Everything was becoming so confusing to follow. "Yes Anni?" She asked. The name wasn't normal, but it felt right. It felt like she belonged to it. She smiled and nodded to her friend. They were friends, there wasn't a problem between Jenni and Anni was there? She crawled forward on her hands and knees, edging closer to the other. She could feel the thirst building inside of her. She just wanted to feel full again; she was getting sick of the strange empty feeling. Anni knew what she had to do to finally feel satisfied. A giggle erupted in her throat and that strange pulling sensation on her mind almost commanded her to go on. She felt her hands and knees begin to shake. It was erotic and arousing thinking about what was going to go inside of her mouth to quench her now begging thirst. Her own tool began to throb and leaked out rich creamy precum. The overwhelming smell of sweetness filled the air as she crawled on hands and knees. Jenni looked up at Anni, her cheeks turning red. Jenni could tell what it was that Anni really wanted from her. The anticipation of the moment made sweat bead on her large breasts. Jenni giggled as Anni fingertips brushed along the insides of the others thighs. She edged closer and opened her mouth. She could feel the arousal building inside of her own stomach, a sudden clenching and pleasure rocketed from between Anni's thighs, hot creamy spooge poured out onto the ground. She came without meaning to, but her sudden aroma made her senses dive into overdrive. Jenni's thighs shook as Anni plunged her mouth down around the entirety of the other woman's cock. It tasted as sweet as it smelled and it made her choke it down hungrily. The sound of Jenni moaning in a new found pleasure made Anni all that more engaged in her oral fixation. She wanted to be filled with her seed. She knew it was the best way to sate her newly growing thirst. The strange empty feeling was still pushing at her mind and she couldn't quite put a finger on what was causing it. She choked a bit and withdrew her mouth from the long shaft if the other woman. She spit onto the now shiny pole and rubbed her hand up and down along its vein covered surface. Jenni moaned in pleasure again and Anni reached a hand down between her legs. The once loose hanging cock that swung between her legs was engorged and begging for attention as well. She could toy around with it, but it wouldn't fill her like she needed. Just as the thoughts poured into her sex enslaved mind, warm hands wrapped themselves around her ass cheeks and spread them quickly. She looked over her shoulder and saw Didi with a pleasure stricken smile, her two cocks dripping per cum heavily onto the ground in front of her. That was the feeling of emptiness that she had. She wanted to be plowed by cocks as she drank. Her entire life made sense. She could choke on cock and slurp up yummy spunk hour after hour. That is what she was made for. She giggled as she felt the thick heads of the other laboratory workers cocks wipe precum onto her already wet holes. She was fulfilling her duty as a person. She was pleasure. She was home. Anni moaned out, her warm breath bouncing off the stiff fuck rod near her face as each of her holes were stuffed full with juicy girl meat. Jenni squirmed and a large rivulet of precum rolled down the thick cock that she so proudly had. Anni, in a fit of lustful need, opened her mouth and hungrily choked down the entirety of her length. The three of them moaned and swayed in a steamy sex pool that they were generating. The three of them were immersed in the throes of passion. Each had a unique scent and tone of voice to only drive their sex filled rage into an even deeper state of passion. They really had no other purpose than to make cum. ****** "I am glad that your experiment went further than just the little lab rats," Abigail's voice was cold and collected. She had been meaning to find a new outlet for the scientists at Sato, and common drug analysis from government findings was growing mundane. She looked down from the theater window to see the three mewling women below. The passionate noises they were making echoed into the room from the auditory system. She shivered and felt herself growing slightly aroused. She had smelled them before and it was difficult to not fall into the fray. She had to restrain herself and mentally tell herself to hold off. The reason she was doing this entire thing was to earn money for the company her father had handed over to her. She had three branches to manage, and of those three there had only been one that was profitable. She shivered and covered her arms prying her eyes away from the women below as a thick stream of warm ejaculate coated the floor around the trio. "I am too; it has been tough sharing the sciences of my planet with yours." Jayme's voice was smooth and crimson to Abigail's ears. She looked over her shoulder and saw the smooth lips of Jayme smiling syrupy. That was probably another reason Abigail had such a hard time concentrating. If she was going to work on making a serum from the women, she was going to have to find a way to dilute out the mental capacity changes. They could still be engrossed in sexual activity, but the bimbofication was too daunting when addressed in person. That... and the aroma that they generated. Though it wasn't entirely unpleasant, it was still enough that it could take hard working lab associates and turn them into butter at the hands of the transformed, "I am glad to have found another person with my interests." "What interests would those be?" Abigail questioned, crossing her arms below her breasts. The smell of Jayme was too much at times and she almost had to turn away and look elsewhere, but the only other things to focus her attention on were the girls below still moaning and screaming in orgasmic pleasure. She pressed the mute button on the microphone, but that only did so much on muting them below. The glass was only so thick and the sound of skin slapping on skin was still somewhat audible. That and these girls had no need to keep quiet. They were going to make ample amounts of what it was she needed in order to make a serum to give to the populous. The only step after was to start harvesting and cleansing the product. She was going to have her work cut out for her in the future. "The interest of body modification. The interest of making a perfect being that can never age or die. The interest of having one organism that exists to serve itself." Jayme's voice was so smooth, and the dark tones of her face were highlighted by the low lights of the theater observation room. She stepped closer to Abigail, the smell of sweet honey rolled into her nose. She shifted on her feet as she felt further arousal tug at her mind. She could have easily given everything away so easily. She could have made her life perfect and blissful just like the foolish Tiffany. It wasn't what she wanted though. She wanted power. She wanted wealth, and this Jayme figure was going to be giving it to her, "Think about a race that self sustains, and is able to reproduce itself by itself. No need to have men or women, but rather one being. One entity. Everyone would be beautiful." Abigail could sense that the other woman wanted something more than what she was saying, but the amount of money that she had offered her in order to make the serum was more than she would have ever needed. She looked down at the ground and shifted her feet trying not to keep eye contact. The other was so powerful and she felt worthless when standing nearby. Jayme had such a perfect body, and the smell that she emitted only ebbed her arousal to a new height. She shifted again and went on to speak, but Jayme rolled over her easily. "I will pay you more than fifty billion a year to keep working on perfecting my current recipe. I know that it is a different method of science than what you are used to, but I promise that the results in the end will be just as great as what you are seeing here today." Jayme moved gingerly toward the window of the observation room to see the girls rolling in white cream below. It hadn't been more than ten minutes, and there was already at least an inch of the stuff gathered at their feet and shining on their skin. Their moans could be heard through the pane, but it came in overly muffled. "As long as you provide the materials and the work notes you have to my lab assistants we will make it so. How long do you think it will take to purify your work?" Abigail felt her eyes drifting and tracing the derriere of the woman leaning against the window. She was beautiful, what she would give to have a body like hers. "It could be a few years, and with the collected strength of Sato I am sure that it wouldn't be more than five. In fact we could probably start collecting test subjects before the end of the year." Jayme turned back and her breasts jutted forward as though begging for Abigail's eyes to settle on them. Her curves were so overly done that it made Abigail nearly blush when she realized what it was that she was looking at. "And these three? How long will they last to make our first trial experimentation?" Abigail cleared her throat, and she readjusted the glasses on her face. The lab coat she was wearing suddenly became itchier than she remembered. Was the aroma of the other woman causing her to be more sensitive? "They won't live more than six months, but the amount of product they will produce will be more than enough of the serum," Jayme's voice trailed off as she moved closer to Abigail. She could feel the warmth generated by the other woman and it made the hair on the back of her neck stand on end. "I am still not sure how you were able to increase the speed of their transformation. You mentioned something about entering their minds..." Abigail wondered aloud as Jayme pushed her breasts against her arm. She shivered and more growing arousal made her nearly topple over. Her cheeks were red with anticipation of sexual release. She was normally not like this. She cleared her throat and tried to keep her cool as Jayme's massive orbs brushed her arm through the rough material of her coat. "You ask too many questions. It is something that you cannot do on your planet, but is normal for me." "And where exactly is that, and why are you here?" Abigail had so many questions that she felt were not being answered. She just wanted clarity as to why she was getting paid so much and how all this was really possible. She felt her mind start drifting towards sexual thoughts, and a shiver went up her spine when she realized that something hard was pressed against her thigh. Jayme cooed gently in her ear as she leaned in closer. "You ask too many questions, and I will make sure you end up like them and I will find a different lab to work on my experiments," Jayme whispered hotly in Abigail's ear. She shivered and realized that one of her hands was rubbing at the woman's cock pressed on her thigh. It was as though she had lost control of her body. She was being commanded by Jayme to do as she pleased. She wanted to stop, but at the same time she enjoyed what it was she was doing, "You are all so inferior to my kind. I came to your planet because I found something that interested me." "What was that...?" Abigail's voice trailed off lustfully. She wanted to suck on what it was she was touching. She wanted to feel full of the other woman. "It might be too much to share, but I want you understand the gravity of what it is you and your team will be working on. There are others on this planet like the ones I created." She gestured out the window to the foray of girls fucking one another vigorously, "They apparently have been here for a long time. If we can find their leader by making our own subjects, perhaps we can find out what created them. We can then complete the serum and create the perfect beings." Abigail couldn't process fully what it was she was being told. In fact she just wanted to see the other woman's cock. Jayme grunted and stepped back from Abigail. She tried to chase down the dark skinned woman angrily. She wanted to fuck her, and the growing moisture on her thighs told her just how ready she was for that. Jayme pushed her back easily and stepped back into the shadows of the theater room. "Why are you leaving?" Abigail asked, her thighs shaking and she dropped to the floor feeling drained and weak. "I will be back, just getting to work on what I left you at your desk." Jayme said as the darkness fully enveloped her. Abigail was alone, and the aroma that had once been making her mind fade into sexual ecstasy was gone. She felt cold and realized what had been happening. Most of their conversation was still a blur, but she knew exactly what it was she needed to do. She had six months to collect as much of these women's cum in order to perfect a recipe that would please Jayme. She turned back to the theater window and shivered again as she watched another copious amount of cum torrent from Tiffany's newly formed cock. It was going to be a hard process, but in the end it really was going to be worth. A sly smile crept across her lips. She knew the perfect branch of her father's corporation to use. New York was filled with so many homeless people that she was going to have the perfect pool of test subjects at her fingertips. She barked out a harsh laugh as she flicked the lights off in the Theater room. Tiffany's moans could still be heard through the pane of glass as Abigail left the room to start the new process. Life was going to get just a bit more interesting.