Day 3, Interuptions

My TV vegging was interrupted by a phone call, Candy's number I noted before picking up.

"Hey Candy, what's up?"

"Steve! I kind of have an emergency on my hands here." Well fuck.

"What's going on?"

"Okay first thing I think I need you to order me not to convert anyone."

"Seriously?! Okay fine. Candy I order you not to convert anyone, now what's going on?"

I heard her panicked breathing settle down some on the other end before she continued. "So a friend of ours showed up and at first I didn't let her in, just told her we were feeling sick through the door. But she just wouldn't go away! Kept wanting to chat and the longer she was there I felt more and more like just opening the door and pulling her inside."

"She was a lesbian?"

"Apparently? I didn't know, she'd never said before. Never had a girlfriend that I knew of, maybe Vicky knew? Anyways the urge kept getting stronger and she just wouldn't go away."

"So you opened the door and pulled her inside..."

"Yeah..." Double fuck.

"And you touched her and she fell down having a seizure." I put my face in my hand pinching the bridge of my nose, of course things just had to get worse.

"Yeah..."

"So what's she doing now?"

"Glaring at me. I sort of tied her up to keep her from leaving cause I didn't want to risk her spreading this after she changed somewhere else."

Well it was hardly shocking at this point that Candy was that ruthless. I guess I should be happy about her containing a possible leak?

"That was probably for the best. Well I guess this could be worse, and we can get some valuable information as well. Keep an eye on her so you can see how long the change takes."

"Should be interesting to see how her physical changes go as well."

"Why's that?"

"Well it's kind of a mean thing to say but she's not very good looking and really fat as well." She whispered most of that, probably not wanting to hurt the other girl's feelings.

"You think the curse will do something about that?" That was an interesting thought, why was the curse giving the others bigger tits in the first place? Because I had a thing for large breasts?

"Well it's making changes for some reason right? Not just mental slavery. I figured you had a thing for really big breasts."

"Yeah well you're not wrong I guess. Okay so keep an eye on her and don't touch anyone else unless you absolutely have to. Let me know how things go."

I hung up and shook my head. Four girls caught up in the fucking curse now, and apparently there was a built in compulsion for Candy to spread it. I didn't feel anything like that so far, but I also hadn't been around anyone but Tits who was already converted.

Speaking of Tits, she was still clinging to me and didn't seem to have taken any notice of the conversation. Well I'd vegged the morning away enough, I really needed to get some laundry done and then make us something for lunch.

No way was I leaving her here alone though, better to keep her where I could see her in case she had some kind of compulsion like Candy.

"Okay get up and follow me." Taking Tits back to my bedroom I found a pair of shorts she could put on under my shirt and had her put her hoody back on. With the hood low no one would see her eyes. Perfect.

"Okay follow me and stay close. Absolutely no touching anyone. Nod if you understand." I got a quiet nod out of my sex zombie in return, good enough.

Unfortunately as nice as the apartment was we didn't have our own washer and dryer so had to take the elevator down to the basement. We didn't have to pay to use the ones down there though which was nice.

Also unfortunately the room wasn't empty, and worse it was one of our neighbors that really hated me. Patricia, always Patricia never Pat I learned that mistake the hard way, had been making constant complaints to the super about me since she moved into the building. Never against my roommates, always just about me. I had no idea what her problem with me was, the complaints had been completely unfounded too so I just tried to avoid her.

I tried to avoid the almost emaciatedly thin woman by going to a machine as far away as I could from where she was standing. Thankfully her load was apparently already in some dryers so I wouldn't be stuck in here with her the whole time. Also thankfully the room had a camera so there'd be evidence I hadn't done shit to her or her clothes. That had come up in the past as well.

After loading a washer and starting it up I pulled out my phone to kill some time. Without really thinking about it I also reached out and pulled Tits close and she glomped on to me again. I really needed to explore her reactions to implied orders more, definitely someplace without an audience though.

"You finally get a girlfriend loser? Or just paid someone to keep you company while your sister's out of town?" Great. This fucking bitch.

"Nice to see you too Patricia. This is Kate, she doesn't talk much." I didn't bother to even look over at the other woman but I could see her reflected in the door of one of the machines. Of course she was glaring at me.

Odd thing too, she seemed to have a kind of glow about her. Patricia was not at all my type. Far too thin, her hair hacked off short and a sort of greyish brown that didn't look very nice, and flat enough to almost be mistaken for a guy. And yet there was something about her...

I shrugged and looked back down at my phone. Fuck Patricia, I wasn't giving her real ammunition against me by staring at her. Tits snuggled closer like she could feel my discomfort and was trying to make me feel better.

And you know what? Having her huge tits pressed up against me really really did.

I think I'd have her make me feel even better when we got back to the apartment.

I was suddenly super horny for no reason.

Good thing Candy had left Tits here after all.