Brad Barricades The Door

"I am not sure what I..." The tech tries to say as a loud bang is heard from the door.

I look to the tech quickly and ask, "Is it safe to step back into the main room?"

"I'm not sure about these things but the MRI machine is off and you can step out. Be careful and see if you can barricade the door. I don't know how long that lock will hold. I will try and make sense of these results." He tells me.

I check out the small window set into the control room door then step out. The room is empty and quiet, the only sound is Eva's soft breathing. I check the door to the outside to find that it is okay and move over to check on Eva. She seems to be alright. The sedative still has her under. The virus appears to have completely changed her into a bimbo. Her lips have become plump and kissable with a slight hint of gloss. All of the excess fat on her body has been smoothed out and distributed to make her perfectly curvy. Every unsightly patch of hair has been removed leaving her skin smooth and supple. Her breasts have reached a gigantic E-cup that seems to defy gravity in a fake sense. A quick touch reveals that they feel real.

However, as I touch her breast lightly I feel a slight moisture, Perplexed I look down and see that there is a small droplet of white liquid resting on her nipple. I dip my finger down and scoop the droplet onto a finger then bring it up to taste it. It tastes like milk yet sweeter. Suddenly, I realize that this is exactly the way Dr. Ojeda was infected. I spit and try and wash my tongue. I sprint over to the sink and rinse out my mouth with water. I look in the mirror at my reflection.

My blue eyes stare back wildly as I try and find a sign of infection, a shift in hair length, a slight loss of height, a blonde lock that falls from my bangs. No sign comes and I decide that the infection would have taken me by now. I move on with a worried feeling as I look for things to barricade the door with.

A quick look into the back room reveals several gurneys to barricade the door. Moving quickly, I brace six gurneys against the door. As I move into the back room to get the last gurney, there is a gurgle from my belly. I look down to see that my chest hair seems to be thinner and slightly redder.

"No, it must just be my imagination," I say. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in my balls. They feel extremely tight as though you are about to cum, so tight that it becomes painful. I collapse to the ground in the back room. "Fuck!" I scream in pain.

"This cannot be happening!" I feel a shift in the pain, it begins to become pleasurable even though it is excruciatingly tight. I reach down and try to slide off my pants and underwear. I feel that only by shooting my load will my pain and pleasure be released. My pants are getting painfully tight as I barely manage to slip them over my rapidly expanding ass. As I lie on the floor, naked, strange thoughts start to cross my mind.

"My ass is sexy looking..." My mind wanders as my hands begin to roam across my smooth body. "NO! It's not sexy!" I **** these ideas away from my mind. My hands begin to notice that my skin has become soft and supple. Like a beautiful woman's as they begin to run along my body. I do not know why but I cannot seem to take your hands off of myself. As they run down my bare legs, I feel a disconcerting lack of hair on them.

"Mmmmmm... I love how smooth and sexy my legs are." I say lustily. "Why the fuck is this happening to me! I cannot go down like this! It would feel soooooo goood. Nooooo!" I arch my back in pleasure as it continues to rise in repeated waves. At first, they were sporadic and occurring every fifteen or so seconds, but as my bosom grows, my mind falters, my voice raises, and hair reddens, and the waves become faster and faster until it seems as though I am having one continuous orgasm.

"I have tooooo fight!" I moan in agony. My body has begun to betray me. My chest has exploded into an ample, luscious, yet perfectly pert pair of c cup breasts. My hair has gently lengthened into wavy, red locks that wrap around my face. My figure has rounded out to a supple, curvy form that's slightly shorter than I once was. As I gaze down across my alien body, I see my newly shrunk cock slip back into your slight pubic mound dusted with red hair. I feel my mind slip and as I struggle to think of what once was all I find is a brooding desire to fuck and be fucked.

"Mmmmmm... I feel yummy," I moan as you come out of the afterglow. I slowly sit up and you see the tech back in the control room. He does not seem to notice me. I could go in and take him for yourself or you could try and unlock the door and get some friends to join you.