She changes too

The girl turned her face to Alex’s question and, raising an eyebrow, asked:

"What? What are you talking about?" - she asked as if she didn’t know what she was talking about.

“What? Where were you even looking while this crap was going on on TV?” - Alex began to raise his voice, wondering if Ophie was joking? After all, she was quite a humorous girl.

“I was watching TV with you, today the weather is good, though the sky is pink...” - she scratched her head, looking away, as if she had done something shameful. Alex noticed how her hair lengthened, and it didn't end in a braid, the sides of her hair also grew longer, causing it to begin to cover the sides of her face.

"What the fuck is going on here!?" - Alex shouted in fear

“You know, Alex, when you left for college, I missed you a lot...” - Ophelia said a little sadly and with a sigh, until her hair finished lengthening. Alex didn't like where this was going.

"Ophelia!" - Alex grabbed his girlfriend’s face with his sweaty hands and, looking into her eyes, continued - “There are more important things to do than the fact that I’ve been out of town for so long, do you understand?”

Ophelia at that moment, as Alex noticed, seemed to have melted, he felt like she was not holding her head up at all, her hands fell flat on the surface of the sofa, which were already making holes in it with their enlarged nails, changing color to red lacquer, although the hands themselves had also increased a little .

“Yes... You're right Alex...” - Her lips, like the reporter's, began to fill with Botox, giving her a doll-like appearance, and lipstick, which was not there before, also began to appear on her lips, like chicken pox, until they were completely not painted over, - “I want y-”

"Screw you! There's something in the air!" - Alex threw his girlfriend into the sofa, which seemed to become softer. He stood up abruptly and while she was recovering, he glanced at the sofa, noticing that it had changed its appearance from a retro style to a modern one with strict forms, but nevertheless softer than before.

Alex was afraid that it was some kind of infection that was spreading from behind this sky, a disease that turns women into bimbo whores, like that reporter. He wanted to hide, and he had a whole choice in the house of his now ex-friend.