A test first

Monica felt her phone vibrating and took it out of her pocket. She looked at the screen and frowned.

We have hacked your microchip. You have exactly five minutes to transfer 10 000 dollars to the account in the link below, before we turn you into a freak.

Monica sighed. Those spams had become common in those times. She was no celebrity, but due to her successul carreer, she had become rich enough to afford the implant. Now, she had the pleasure of seeing people around her getting old, while she would remain pretty forever. She put the phone back in her pocket and resumed working. She was at home, working on her desk, and nothing seemed to indicate that something terrible was about to happen to her.

The phone vibrated again, a moment later. She picked it up and sighed again.

One minute left. This is your final warning.

Monica turned off her phone and focused again on her paperwork. After a few seconds, she decided to head for her kitchen to make herself some coffee. Right when she was standing in the middle of the room, she suddenly felt the chip in her neck feeling glowing hot. She screamed, reaching for her neck, wincing in pain. Suddenly, a huge tearing sound, as her clothes were torn apart by her boobs, once modest B-cups, expanding without a warning, turning into massive mammaries.

-W...what the fuck? she screamed.

Before she could say anything more, she heard her pants suffer the same fate, as her once small and athletic ass was growing into equally huge proportions. Her new body shape made her lose her balance and fall on all fours, on the ground, where her curves kept expanding. She heard her phone vibrate again, and crawled towards it. Those guys had to be responsible. Maybe it was still possible to pay them the money. She grabbed the phone and looked at the screen.

You should have accepted our offer. Farewell.

-Noooo ! Please, change me back !

She suddenly dropped the phone, as her hands suddenly felt clumsy. She looked behind her and gasped in horror as she saw her legs had completely melted away. Now her body only looked like a pair of ass and tits.

-What's...happening...to meeee...

Under her horrified eyes, Monica's arms started softening, before melting away like her legs had. Her whole body, or what was left of it, looked more and more like a pile of mud, as her skin was becoming moist, losing definition. She felt her head and neck sink between her shoulders, looking less and less human.

-Help...me...

She felt cold, as if her body was no longer a body, but just an inform mass of sludge. She felt terrified, as her body was deforming even more.

A moment later, even her face disappeared. For the next minutes, her body started flattening, before liquefying for good, turning into a mud-like substance. In the middle of the puddle that was left of her, the microchip was still there. Days later, the police would find this puddle and wonder what the hell happened here, and where the hell was this woman who had gone missing. Monica wouldn't care anyway. Her mind had sunk into nothingness when her brain melting, turning into a part of the mud.

Meanwhile, at their headquarters, the hackers were giving their boss a round of applause.

-Gentlemen, I'm pleased to inform you that our test has met a tremendous success. So how about we start messing with richer and more famous people?