Monica finds a delicious young target

Monica walked eagerly through the uniform halls of the bunker. Before everything had happened, she had thought Anton Rensnit was crazy, or at least had a few screws loose. Then, when word of the virus had spread, she had been thankful for the man's apparently justified paranoia and had happily accepted his hurried invitation into the bunker. Now, she was eternally grateful to the man. Not only for allowing her into the shelter, but for allowing his Infected daughter in too. She had a new lease on life, had a body that went beyond the practical perfection of her previous one, and a huge, pulsing cock to use on anyone she desired. And she already knew who her first target would be.

For years, she had watched and fumed at the antics of her neighbor, Lydia. The woman was in her mid-twenties and wasn't too much to look at, sporting slim, slightly perky breasts and a small pair of hips, enough to have no problem getting a man if she wanted. The thing that really irked Monica though was the woman's goth appearance.

It went far beyond wearing black and eyeliner though. It was as if the woman had completely internalized the over-the-top fashion trends of a high-schooler looking for attention. She always wore frilly black dresses, an obscene amount of jewelry, black ribbons in her dyed purple hair, and shoes that had about two inches more heel than necessary. Monica was no stranger to showing off her body and dressing for style, but something about how Lydia continued to dress like a child, even well into adulthood, bothered her.

And now, she'd take her petty **** in the most delicious way possible.

Monica hurried towards her target's room, cock bouncing with each step. It was slightly uncomfortable, but the futa MILF couldn't pull her mind away from Lydia impaled on the nearly two foot long shaft. She vaguely worried that the goth woman wouldn't be able to take it, but figured if this virus could make her grow a fully functional enormous phallus, it could make whoever she stuck it into adaptable.

Arriving in front of Lydia's door, the blonde futa knocked and waited. She could hear shuffling footsteps approaching and involuntarily spurted a blob of precum onto the metal blocking her from her goal. A second later, the latch unlocked and the door creaked open. Unable to help herself anymore, Monica burst in the door, sending Lydia stumbling backwards, and slammed it shut behind her, locking it thoroughly.

"Oh my go-Monica? Is that you? What happened, are you infected?!"

"I'm horny is what I am. Now get over here, you goth child. I'm going to make you a real woman!"

"No, WAIT, STOP!!" Lydia tried to run, but Monica was much faster and grabbed the girl from behind.

"Sorry honey, but nothing's going to stop me from using you like my own personal fucksleeve," the chocolate woman said, tearing the purple-haired woman's predictably ridiculous black skirt off. Two more quick pulls had Lydia entirely naked, her small hips, butt, and breasts unwillingly on display. "You're going to be such a pretty mewling slut," she said, lining up her huge cock with the other woman's pale pink quim. With barely a moment of hesitation, Monica pushed as much of her cock in as she could, getting almost half of it in before Lydia's biology halted her.

The violet-haired woman nearly screamed, the complete shock of taking a cock overriding anything else, only stopped by the **** of the thrust bottoming out inside her. It was only the second penis she had ever felt, and the last one had been back in high school. Years of abstinence came back to bite her, all of her sexual tension from those years crushing her under the desire to get absolutely fucked.

Unaware of her desires, Monica unknowingly obliged, pumping her huge, two foot shaft in and out of Lydia. The pleasure was incredible, especially as she managed to push more and more cock into her grunting victim, aided by the virus. Soon, a distinct bulge appeared on the goth woman's abdomen with each thrust, growing larger with each push until Monica's hips finally slapped against Lydia's.

"I knew you could take me," Monica whispered to the already overwhelmed woman. "Now we get to the fun part. I've always been in your position, so this might not be perfect, but I don't think you'll care much." The blonde woman started pumping her hips properly, drawing a foot of cock out before slamming it back in, noises of pleasure coming from both women. Monica felt Lydia's butt plumping up and moved her hands down to the woman's wrists, holding them back and ensuring that Lydia both bucked with each thrust and that she had a good view for the coming show.

Having already been exquisitely formed, Monica hadn't seen the full extend of the virus' transformative abilities in action. She saw them now as the mysterious infection worked over Lydia. Her ass, already growing, abruptly expanded to a massive, jiggling size that was almost as big as Monica's. Her hips jumped in width accordingly, changing her from a slim, pretty woman to a bottom-heavy butt goddess, rounded out with lush thighs that begged to squeeze something between them.

Her lopsided build didn't last long though, as the virus rippled up her abdomen, tightening and slimming, until it reached her small breasts, capped with pretty pink nipples. The shaking flesh shook more and more, light movement changing into definite bounce as enormous knockers grew, only slightly smaller than those of the woman infecting her. The new gigantic breasts wobbled wildly, the heavy tits slapping against each other and Lydia's toned body. The poor woman, entirely unprepared for anything that was happening to her, felt more like a passenger in her own body, unable to control her body or the incredible pleasure she was feeling, evidenced by the lewd moans coming from her mouth.

"Look at you, you goth bitch, you love it. I knew you would, I certainly do. You young women are all so unprepared to just take what you want. Though now all you want is my cock, isn't it?" Monica said, delighting in the helplessly fucked face and noises Lydia was making. The sight of the girl that had unknowingly annoyed her for so long now a sweaty, drooling, cumming mess made the fresh semen in her balls boil, the fleshy orbs tightening with a fresh load. "You know what I want?" Monica asked, neither expecting nor getting an answer from the other woman. "I want to cum inside you. So fucking deep inside you. I wonder if you'll become a futa like me. I think I'd enjoy milking you of every drop. Let's find out!"

Monica redoubled her efforts, plowing Lydia with increasing desperation. The goth woman, already a squirting mess by now, couldn't do anything as she felt the cock that filled her so completely quiver, jerk, and twitch, before Monica's yell of release drowned out her own. Hot liquid filled her core in powerful spurts, warming her entire body but focusing on her clit. Unable to look thanks to her eyes rolling back, she felt acutely as her own thick rod grew out of her body, though it was less than a fourth the size of the one inside her.

"Ohhhhhh, look at you, you're so small," Monica said, looking down at Lydia's new erect dick. "None of the other girls have been so tiny. Though you're not going to be doing much with it except giving me nice tasty snacks. Maybe I'll even ride it if you're good. How does that sound?"

Lydia, already oversexed by her transformation, the incredible dicking she had received, the aftershocks of her own orgasms, and the new, aching pressure of her brand new shaft, could only whimper and tremble as her cock spurted fresh jizz at the mere idea of it. Monica released her arms and she fell into the small puddle of her own cum, cock shooting more of the thick white liquid at the underside of her enormous tits.

"Now come clean your Mistress' big shaft of your juices," Monica said with a purr, dropping her sweat slicked, black body into a nearby chair, brushing her blonde hair back. She watched with obvious desire as Lydia continued to jerk and thrash on the floor of her own room. Driven by an odd compulsion that would have made no sense to her previous self, Lydia got herself under control, even as she continued to ejaculate, and crawled over to Monica, taking the head of the blonde's cock into her mouth. Both futas were curious to see if Lydia's mouth could take all of Monica's cock like her pussy could. Wasting no time, Monica grabbed her fuck ****'s purple hair and **** her down.