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Three weeks later Lily and Rachel were only two of many victims of a world wide plague. The plague of bimbo unity slowly making it's way through the world. Anybody who saw the music video for any reason was turned into a bimbo sexpot or a hunky himbo depending on their gender. Thanks to transgenders and people of intersex there were even a fair amount of futanari whores and femboy sluts walking the earth. The one thing they all had in common was they were all a hyper sexualised version of themselves with just about enough IQ left in the head to manage daily functions. Any time not spent on their regular day activities was spent fucking, masturbating and spreading the memetic virus to others.

Lily had managed to retain enough of her intelligence to create a trojan containing the video. Anyone who was not particularly tech savvy would easily fall into it's trap, if they hadn't already been claimed by the countless other ways the infected used to spread the video. Rachel on the other hand had regressed almost too far. She was most of the time a drooling cumming mess and spent almost all day inside of the apartment watching the video and masturbating to it. Her libido seemed to have no end and Lily had to spent a lot of time cleaning up after her. At least Lily loved every single second of it. The virus had after all fried enough of her brain to make her only think of sex and fucking that caring for her roomie was a fun way to get her fix after uni. That being said she of course still had a lot of sex at uni. The courses now required all students to masturbate during class and many classes also had several breaks where students could go to a huge orgy room to let off some steam. So except for being surrounded by a bunch of constantly horny and masturbating bimbo's who are all barely clothed, everything was quite normal for Lily.

Lily would occasionally get a call from her parents to her cellphone. She always answered and could figure out immediately that they hadn't seen the amazing music video. It really was such a shame. Each time her parents seemed **** and begged Lily to try and find a cure. Whatever that meant. Cure for what? She was a hot girl in her prime who totally deserved this. Life couldn't get any better. She had never been this happy before. Being a total big titted bimbo was the best. She couldn't even imagine what life would be like if she wasn't. Ewww. Ever since puberty she was destined to be like this as far as she was concerned. Several times she had tried to show her parents her way, to find a way to show them the video. Unfortunately she didn't know how to since they never did a video call and didn't even own a computer for some reason. They said they had tossed it out to avoid the music video. There weren't many things Lily thought was lame anymore...but people avoiding watching the awesome bimbo music video was one of them.

She was on her way home from uni feeling worked up like always. School had been fun that day but she always looked forwards to coming home and fucking her silly bimbo pet Rachel's brains out. Unfortunately life seemed to have a different fate for her. Quite suddenly something or someone came from behind and put a wet towel to her face. She breathed in, panicking, feeling herself drift off into dreamland as some sort of chemical was making her incredibly dizzy and faint. When the bimbo Asian came to she was tied to a rope in some basement. She looked around, spotting several regular non-bimbo people. Yuck...they're not all nice and yummy and hot. How boring. "Uhm...like...what are you guys doing? This is so stupid....I wanna get home and totally fuck Rachel's brains out!" One of the strangers, an African American woman took another chair and sat it down right in front of Lily, she was studying the bimbo from head to toe. Not even a hint of a blush on her face from taking in the incredibly lewd and sexualised girl. "Hmmm...seems to be stage 3. Fully infected. What's your name?"

Lily felt this to be kind of rude but she answered anyways. "Uhm...I'm like Lily and you are all being super rude right now! I wanna go home and fuck my roomie!" A lanky man in a lab coat and glasses was holding a notepad and started scribbling something down. "Yes...that doesn't surprise me at all. It seems that's the only thing the infected really care about. Tell me. are you aware of what you've become? Do you remember a time before..." The woman gestured towards Lily's entire form. "Before this." Lily pondered the question, not quite sure how to answer it. "Uhhhh.....like you're totally not making any sense lady...but if you're uhm...not letting me go can we like fuck instead? Is that why you tied me up? Ooooh...I do love some ropeplay...that can be suuuper hawt~"

A Latino american woman behind Lily audibly groaned. "Ughhh...I told you Melody...this shit was never a good idea. They're all far too gone and we are not anywhere closer to finding a cure. We don't even have a proper lab and barely have enough supplies for the next week! We should be finding a way to get out of town and get into the countryside. That is our best chance at survival." Melody frowned as she crossed her arms. "My sister is out there. One of them. If you want to flee and run like a coward and live in the woods for the rest of your life, go ahead. I for one think that the only life worth living is one where we find a cure and everything goes back to normal, and if that isn't possible, then at least i'll happily die knowing we tried. Got it?" The Latino-american rolled her eyes as she leaned back in her chair. Waving a hand in a dismissive way as she scoffed. "Pfff...." She was clearly put in her place though. At least in front of the others in the group of non-bimbofied survivors.

Melody leaned in a little closer to Lily. "So...tell me about this music video. When was the first time you saw it?" Lily shone up. Now this she wanted to talk about! "Ooooh...Yes! The music video! You all have to see it. It's great. It's got this suuuper hot girl with masssive boobies and she like...shakes them around and guhh....I could totally cum just thinking about it. Like...life is so much better just cumming and fucking and all that which is what the video totally reminded me of. You should totally see it! Can I please show it to you? Pleasepleaseplease!" Melody sighed as she clearly wasn't going to get a proper answer from Lily. Trying to interrogate a bimbo is not exactly an easy task. "Marcus." She turned to the lanky guy in a labcoat. "I think we better put her in some sort of holding cell for now before we prepare the tests. Use the cleaning cupboard or something, as long as she's alone and tied up so she can't cause any trouble. Post guards outside to be swapped every hour. Lily sighed as this sounded incredibly boring...but she didn't have much of a choice. She was dragged into a small cupboard, still tied to the chair she was sitting on. Her legs rubbed against each other. She ached for some sort of release. It must have been at least an hour since she last came! She was already getting ****. After being put in the closet Marcus closed the door, putting her in almost pitch black darkness. She was now alone with her libido and nothing to sate it. A truly horrible fate. She could only hope someone comes and saves her.