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The times were changing. No longer was life gloomy and frightening. People were enjoying their new promiscuous lives. Even the men who had all been reluctant were joining in on the fun. They were getting messed up physically, but few cared. The select few astrologers were warning about new things that would occur that might cause people to be unhappy.
Kerrah was rather new at being happy about things. She never felt sick anymore. She loved getting off. Life was quite blissful. She'd had sex with a man once since they had made their comeback, and it was nice. For a week afterward, she just had to cuddle, and that cuddling was awesome. There were many of them, all in a large bed full of pillows (that had been growing on trees), and they would make love when they felt like it.
That was good, except that she was stuck with mild changes. She was one of those women who had partaken in eating the pussy of a milker. All that she had was an ultra-sensitive, oversized vagina. She didn't look too incredibly different. That disappointed her a lot. She wanted to grow strange things. She wanted to look different, but a milker would only change someone on the first try. She wanted badly to change that. She even tried a fruit, but she didn't even become a milker. In her eyes, milkers had it best. People had to give them pleasure. They were already more or less selected, though, so she just had to have her pleasure and move on.
"Hey, Kerrah," one of her friends shouted at her. She looked around to see who it was. Her friend Yain stood there, eying her lustfully. Yain was one who was changed as most were, by the milk. She had grown a tail, which she loved to use, and everyone loved for her to use it, as well. She had also lost breast size (like some already had), but she had gained two extra sets beneath her original pair. She had also turned into a very dark brown color.
"Mmm... Yain. How are you doing?" Kerrah responded as seductively as she could.
"I'm doing pretty well. You wanna fuck?"
"Absolutely." They approached eath other, and hand in hand, they went into a nearby house, which was empty. Then they teased each other and fore-played in the usual fassion until, they felt something wet grab their toes. They looked down to the end of their bed to see a large mound of slime climbing up their feet.
"What is that?" demanded Yain. Both were trying to release themselves, but they couldn't.
"I don't know!" screamed Kerrah. "It looks familiar, though." The slime had worked its way up their legs and was emitting a potent smell. Both of them suddenly were overcome by lustful passion. As they embraced, gyrating as best they could, Kerrah remembered what it looked like. "It's that stuff that came out of our pussies when we emerged from that cocoon." Just then, it consumed them both, and they fell unconsious.
It was a strange sight, watching those blobs wander down the streets with naked women sleeping within, but they did. They travelled across the terrain and converged, until they would all come to a rest, one massive blob with women floating within. Those that weren't swept up looked at it curiously, wondering what was to be the fate of those within.
The object began changing colors from gray to pink, and the bodies became less defined from the outside. A fear gripped the audience. They realized that there was a possibility that those within may have been eaten. Perhaps, this was a final cruelty. Maybe, the assailant of those in Daris were to be snuffed after rounds of bizarre torture. The thing started to change shape, though. It came up into a somewhat spherical object, and veins began to arise on the outside of it.
The object sat there for days, and those in the town became more and more nervous. They knew not what would be the fate of those within. All that they could do was sit and watch. Finally, it started to change again. The blob grew a hole on one side which slowly lowered to the ground. Then, as if it were vomiting, women began pouring from the hole. Seemingly erased of modifications, they all wearily got up and looked around. Apparently, not all of the women in the blob were out, however. After a count, it was realized that not every woman had come out. There were still about a quarter of the women inside of the thing. People waited for a time until out it spat the remainder. They seemed to have been altered, however.
Kerrah and Yain sat together, looking at each other. They looked as they had when they entered, except that Kerrah had lost her large pussy and sizable breasts. A little upset, she started to walk away. As she got up and took her first step, she fell back down. Yain looked at her stupidly. "I think that we have a little problem, Kerrah," she said.
"What?" Kerrah asked.
"I think that we're sharing my tail." They both looked down and observed that Yain's tail had also attached itself to Kerrah's tail-bone. They helped each other up and put yanked each end. It was even more sensitive than it used to be and in such a pleasurable way. They could even both feel it. "Let's go now, though. I'm hungry."
"Sure." They went to a milk shop and tried to find an open milker. Because of the large amounts of women whose bodies had become "plain," however, there were very long lines. They waited and watched many women transform into different forms. Eventually, Kerrah said, "I could always just eat some fruit of the milkers. Then, I'd be different."
"No," Yain replied. "You wouldn't be able to move around, and that would mean that I wouldn't be able to move around."
"That's a good point." They waited further until it was their turn. They finally got to suckle the warm milk that they so desired. Kerrah began transforming a thirty minutes later. She happily watched all of her body hair, except for that upon her head disappear. Her breasts swelled to the size of watermelons, and she felt something strange growing within her vagina. She even could feel her skin tingle as it changed from her normal flesh color to a bright neon color. She felt into her crotch, and realized that her clit had been changed, along with the muscles within the vagina. Her clit was larger now, and she could move it around. The muscles seemed to have become more refined and controlable. She touched her breasts, and an intense pleasure filled her. She looked at Yain, and Yain looked at her. Soon, they were making love like mad, as were many who were celebrating the return of so many people.
Of course, the strange blob phenomenon had popped up everywhere. Many found that the blobs had varied effects on people. While most would lose their alterations, many would become fused in a number of ways, and some would exchange body parts. The left-over blob-mounds would emit strange pulses of light in the night, though. They would climb into the heavens and disappear. Eventually, though, the gods found out about the events that occured in Daris and became quite angry. They discovered the powerful psyencyist behind it was a woman named Geranna. She had lived in Daris for quite some time, and the old king had angered her a number of times. She eventually left. She returned only to exact revenge upon the kingdom and gather energy by harvesting pleasure energy, along with other sources. The gods all decided to return the kingdom to its original state, and all was normal again. The people somewhat missed those days of intense pleasure, but they soon realized how silly it would be to try and remain that way. The astrologers looked ahead and saw that Daris Kingdom would remain an uneventful place for as far as they could tell. As for the psychotic Geranna, no one is for sure what happened to her. It was pretty well-known, though, that she had grudges with a good deal of people and empires. The gods weren't able to capture her, so they would only have to wait to see where she would try one of her silly schemes next.