Look for the missing MILF Denise...

You start moving through the chaos of milling, groping, grinding bodies of the crowd at the front of the store looking around for Denise; the third blonde trophy wife who seemed to have vanished during the growing confusion. You had seen her eating the tainted yoghurt samples so her disappearance was enough to peak your interest like a shepherd who had lost a particularly stupid sheep.

You don't find her among the jumbled mass of sticky mouthed women still reaching for sample cups or the crowds excited men grabbing at them, tearing at their clothes and even exposing hardening cocks like weapons - so you begin glancing up the empty aisles to find her. You are finally rewarded when you spot a lycra clad ass sticking out of a refrigerated display shelf in the dairy aisle.

It was Denise and she had found the stores stock of your new miracle yoghurt. Family sized tubs of it were scattered empty about the floor around her and now she had climbed halfway into the chilled display unit to eat directly from the tubs at the back of the bottom shelf like a pig at the trough.

“What are you doing, Denise?” you ask in rye amusement looking down at her and she turns to smile back up at you with a grin of childlike delight.

“Denise is smart!” She declares with complete brainless conviction, “Denise found all the yummy goop, all for herself. Now Denise is going to be the sexiest!”

Yoghurt thickly covers her hands and drips slowly from her lips and chin from where she must have been scooping great handfuls of it straight into her mouth but even so you can't contradict her. The effect of eating so much of the malignant substance is astonishing....

You had seen her ass shrink and tighten at first when it had shed it's fat but now it had swollen again with firm muscle to the delicious proportions of a large pumpkin ripping great ladders in her tight grey lycra gym shorts. Her waist had narrowed but even from behind you can tell that her tits have inflated until they are bigger than her empty head and still growing! At some point they had swollen past the point where her tight white sports top could contain them and now they pressed down into the cold floor of the refrigerated shelving unit, utterly bare amid tattered scraps of clothing. The sight of her new cartoonishly curvaceous body puts you in mind of a blonde Jessica Rabbit who had gotten into plastic surgery in a pretty **** way and the sight of that spectacular ass wiggling up at you as she ate was getting you uncomfortably hard again.

“I think you might be right, Denise...” you mutter hotly, “You are the sexiest and do you know what sexy sluts like to do?”

Denise stopped eating again and looked back up at you with doe-eyed puzzlement. After a few long moments of slow thought a bright look of flushed excitement comes into her eyes...

“Fuck!” She declared loudly as though answering a teachers question in front of the whole class, “Sexy sluts like Denise love to fuck! See how smart Denise is?”

“That's right Denise, you are correct and very smart...” You say speaking slowly and clearly as to a small child.

“Then fuck Denise! Denise wants to be fucked right now!” She replies petulantly through another mouthful of white goop.