Lauri POV

Lauri rushed into her room, her food on her plate almost as much of a mess as her. Hastily tossing the plate on her desk she squeezed one of her exposed breasts and moaned. She wanted to be on that couch, in sexy lingerie for him. She wanted to please him, serve him. The urge to be accommodating and submissive was overpowering. It took all her willpower not to drop to her knees.

Lauri was just overwhelmed all the time now. Seeing herself become some curvy babe that couldn't fit most of her clothes without popping out at the slightest movement, feeling her urges for being a loving and submissive slut, and seeing how her family was also changing was too much. A part of her needed to just walk in and suck Daddy's big fat cock on her knees while the family watched the movie together. Barely being acknowledged. Fuck, why was that so hot!?

"Nnnghh!" Lauri moaned and collapsed on her bed. Slipping her clothes off she grabbed her dildo, something that had been in arms reach all day now. She tried to tease herself but instincts kicked in and she plunged it inside her throbbing pussy lips. "Oooaahhh fuck! Yes! Let me suck it! I'm a good girl!" Her lips began mimicking a blowjob as she closed her eyes, imagining her fantasy.

For hours she came over and over while master acting with her dildo. Forgetting in her passionate need it even had a vibrator. Soon she was exhausted, sweat across her body and breathing heavily. Collapsing into her bed completely she looked at the roof with blurred eyes and a dumb smile. Something was happening to them. And as much as she loved it now, she didn't think two days ago she would have.

After a long recovery period Lauri grunted and turned, laughing as she noticed her tits had gotten even bigger. She must have been a G cup by now. But honestly if someone told her she was an H she wouldn't be surprised. They were gigantic, cumbersome and incredibly sensitive.

She began typing into a forum she liked to use, "My family and I are changing and becoming sexual fantasies? What is happening?"

It didn't take long for answers to come back.

First poster said it best, "There's some rumor that something in a city in America is causing people to change. It is different for everyone but it is always sexual. The internet is calling it P1nk because their eyes turn pink. Sounds like you and your family are becoming sexual fantasies."

Shit. So something was changing them. But what? And how do you reverse it before it is too late? Lauri began hearing Tori moaning from downstairs and shuddered. She wanted to saunter down and offer herself to Daddy so bad. But she was a good girl. She was going to redeem her family, to save them.

No clear answers from the forum any further. Just countless conspiracies. One seemed very confident, and gained her interest. "A few of my friends have been using the emails our principal had mass sent everyone to change women. They have a hit list of every girl they wanted to sleep with and just visit each one. The emails have different "flavors" of changes when you open them. With how many people changed being from school I bet that's it!"

Email? Opening her student email, something most students avoided, she gasped. The poster was right. There was a mass email with several attachments. All with labels that may seem vague to most, but knowing the sexual nature of these attachments Lauri could see each sexual type clearly. She even saw hers. It said it would turn her into a borderline codependent submissive slut with massive curves. It wasn't wrong.

No cure. No reverse effect email attachment.

That was it then. They were doomed. Lauri doubted she would even be able to stay decently dressed to get to school let alone falling for her urge to serve others that may approach a somewhat skinny girl with cartoonish tits and a ass on her frame that would make Kim Kardashian and j.lo jealous. Then she'd have to be able to resist the principal long enough to try and get him to tell her a cure. And he would have to want to give a cure.

Knowing men, especially older men. Having a horde of horny changed young women was a dream come true. She would only be offering herself up for whoever would come claim her.

She sighed and collapsed on her back, her gigantic chest pressing down on her. So that was it. She was stuck in slut limbo. Constantly tormented by her needs and desire to fully give in to this P1nk process, but strong enough to keep the last bit of her old self alive.

She turned slightly at her laptop and raised an eyebrow. There was one solution...