Gloria's words reverberated through Sophie's head as an orgasm lanced through her body, roaring up from the depths of her cunt to end in tantalizing flares at the tip of each of her four nipples, as milk and fluids gushed forth once again to further soak the bedsheets beneath her. Sophie's last vestiges of self-control vanished; she was a product of the virus now, revelling in her new tits and the insistent tongue of her sister-slut. Stronger, better-trained minds like those of Francine might be able to resist the virus' presence in her system, at least for periods of time... but as Sophie finished the last throws of her re-creation, she had no thoughts of resisting the pleasures this form now offered her. Rolling her head back, she cried out wordlessly as orgasm rippled repeatedly through her new body.
As for Gloria, her once-studious and pious mind might have been able to resist the virus, had she tried -- but again there was no impulse to change anything, as she gleefully returned her tongue to the cleft in her roomate's legs and her hands to her upper pair of breasts. The stress she had felt in her life before was all washed away from her thoughts now -- her devotion was now fused with the natural impulses of viral self-propagation, and the very thought of her chosen role as a High Priestess -- why, almost even as Eve -- to this new form of woman brought her little orgasmic thrills previously unimagined.
The two newly infected roomates played together for hours as the sun climbed in their bedroom windows, rubbing their massive tits together as they rubbed clitorises insistently, sucking and licking and milking each other with abandon, all the while throwing off viral pheromones that seeped lazily through the air ducts and out and away from their apartment on warm fall winds. Finally after hours they stopped to replenish their strength, tearing through the refridgerator they had shared as students together, consuming pounds of food rapidly as their new metabolisms churned inside their bosoms. Their hunger quenched, they washed the contents of the fridge down with warm milk from the other's tits, giggling and laughing with pleasure as they alternated from one nipple to another, and then to their own, all the while leaking pools of sex fluids about them on the kitchen linoleum.
Finally Gloria arose from her spot on the floor nestled between Sophie's legs, and lifted her heavy chest to a standing position. She found that the initial strain of carrying the new weights about on her torso was somewhat lesser, and although she did not stop to remark on it for long, it was in fact due to the rapidly strengthing back muscles whose development (along with other similar cosmetic advances) their gluttonous feast had set in motion.
Gloria looked down at Sophie and smiled warmly as her roomate and sister-slut played with all four of nipples at once, pressing and rubbing them against each other at the center of her chest. "Come, sister," Gloria declared, the fire of righteousness now shining in eyes only slightly glazed by the numerous orgasms she had experienced since her transformation the night before. "We have pleasured ourselves, and we have fed ... now we must begin our mission .. we must carry this Gift to our poor deprived sisters everywhere!"
Sun Jan 19 22:48:48 2003