In Denver, Colorado, Bridget waited in the bathroom of a busy restaurant, sitting in a stall and cumming all over whomever would open the door.
Two Bridgets who had been Jehova's Witnesses in Jacksonville, Florida, continued their mission of conversion, but to a different end.
Bridget took over June Stanhope, an airline stewardess in Newark, New Jersey. Two hours later, an incoming flight to Montreal, Quebec, caused mass panic when 171 identical Bridgets got off.
Employed as a nurse at a major hospital in Bismarck, North Dakota, Bridget went from room to room, curing the sick of their illnesses- though not in they way they had expected.
Alpha Bridget smiled.
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Jason & Aaron ran back into the studio.
"There they are!" They stopped and turned, with their fists up, ready to fight, but instead, they were greeted with a standing ovation.
The manager of the station approached them and slapped them both on the back. "Good job getting the power back on, boys. Now let's broadcast this thing!"
Beth sat behind the desk, and the manager called for quiet in the room. The camera clicked on.
"Good evening. This is Beth Tomoyasu with a special emergency report."
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Bridget and Bridget walked down to the generator room. They didn't know why, they only knew there was something important down here. They knew that the generators had been fixed, which meant the guard Bridgets they had posted here must have been killed or incapacitated. But there was something else drawing them, something powerful and compelling. They walked slowly, careful not to draw attention, until a figure stepped out from behind a pillar.
Bridget and Bridget looked upon Alpha Bridget and couldn't believe what they saw. Bridget fell to her knees, while Bridget stepped closer. "Mistress..."
Alpha Bridget kissed Bridget on the mouth, a rough, passionate kiss that left Bridget stunned. Bridget looked up from the floor in envy. Alpha Bridget whispered in her ear, "Bring to me everyone in this station. Bridget or no." Bridget nodded and turned to fulfill her mistress' wishes, forgetting about Bridget on the floor. Bridget looked up at Alpha Bridget with fear, lust and admiration. Alpha Bridget motioned for her to rise, and, warily, she did. "Come to me." Bridget obeyed. "Bridget, what do you want?"
"Mistress, I... I only wish to be one with you."
Alpha Bridget smiled, and Bridget nearly fell down from the orgasm that smile gave her. A thin trickle of fluid ran down the inside of her left leg. Alpha Bridget reached down and freed Bridget's penis from her pants, and began stroking it. "Do you enjoy being Bridget?"
"Oh, mistress... more than anything."
"Then join me. And be one with me."
And with that, Alpha Bridget inserted Bridget's dick into her pussy. Bridget gasped and almost passed out from pleasure, but managed to stay awake. Alpha Bridget, with her back against the stone pillar, grinded her crotch forward into Bridget's, causing waves of pleasure to overwhelm Bridget's senses. Bridget kissed Alpha Bridget on her neck, sucking and biting her skin, and Alpha Bridget dug her nails into Bridget's back, her eyes closed, yelling in pleasure. And when Bridget came, it was the most satisfying experience of her life. She knew nothing could ever again be this wonderful, this complete. She barely even noticed that she was unable to retract her rod from Alpha Bridget.
Alpha Bridget slowly, carefully, pressed Bridget's body into her pussy. Her lips spread wider, wider, wide enough to take Bridget's entire body in. Bridget offered no resistance, as she was barely conscious- but wouldn't have resisted anyway. This was exactly what she wanted. Soon, Bridget's legs and midsection were inserted into Alpha Bridget's body. Alpha Bridget's body was stretching to accommodate the extra mass, and it was almost uncomfortable- but not quite. She continued to feed in her torso, her shoulders, and then, finally, her arms and head. Alpha Bridget closed her eyes and rubbed her hands against her distended stomach, feeling Bridget inside. She had to sit down, from the extra weight. As she lay on the floor, she felt Bridget's mass breaking down and mixing with her own. Slowly, her stomach began to flatten, as she began to grow, having added the mass of one of her drones to her own body. She could feel the ground rubbing against her buttocks as they stretched, and when she had finished, she stood up and stretched. She was now 8'4". At least it'll be easier next time, she thought to herself.
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Alison and Leslie listened to the broadcast. They watched the video of Beth's cameraman in horror. Alison was able to steady herself, but Leslie couldn't. She stood up and ran to the bathroom.
She leaned over the sink and vomited twice. As she was rinsing her mouth out with water, she heard one of the stalls behind her opening. She turned and saw, with horror, Bridget! She was standing directly behind her, holding her dick at the base of the shaft, and it was pointed directly at her. It dripped lightly with precum. Leslie froze.
"Don't yell. Don't make any noise. Just come with me."
"Where are we going?"
"To see the mistress."
Slowly, Lesie was directed by Bridget down to the generator room.
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