The Vials [Chris to Christine and Emma gets Tentacles]

"Come on, what do you bet these are gonna be part of some viral marketing campaign. Remember 5 Gum?" Chris said on his way towards the miscellaneous vials.

"Chris, no one remembers 5 Gum" quipped Grace. She decided to hold off on the photo booth and got her camera phone ready just to capture Chris' reaction when he tried one of the mysterious liquids.

Meanwhile, Emma disentangled herself from Thomas, "Thomas, look. I'm gonna try one of these. Loosen up" she scolded him.

Thomas had resigned himself to the fact this was happening whether he wanted it to or not, he stood near Grace at least looking forward to seeing their reactions when it's some terrible fruity 70% sugar drink.

Chris decided to pick one at random, closed his eyes, and grabbed for one. "Hey this one's got an Uno card on it..." it did indeed depict a "reverse" card. "Bottom's up!" he said before downing half of it in one go.

Emma had grabbed the one that featured an array of purple tentacles with one vaguely phallic tentacle, if you squint hard, in the forefront with a white droplet coming out of the tip. She'd never admit to it, but she always kinda thought Zone-Tan was cute with her tentacle friend. Plus, these were purple and she loved purple. She downed it about the same time as Chris downed his.

"Huh... tastes kinda like bubble gum," Chris said while Grace snapped a photo, "kinda underwhelmin- whoa" he slapped the vial back down on the counter that held the display and tried to stable himself, "is it hot in here... you guys?" his voice slightly higher pitched.

Emma having downed hers gagged a little, "eh, kinda tastes like black-licorice and cough-syrup." Her pupils dilated suddenly, she gave Grace a lean and thirsty look and dropped her vial, it fell to the ground and shattered.

Thomas and Grace glanced at each other. For her part though Grace kept snapping photos, "this is a little more interesting."

Chris whined and began trying to pull off his clothes, "hot... too hot" his voice was starting to sound awfully feminine. His facial features softened as his clothes started to sag like they no longer fit him.

Emma kept looking at Grace, "Gracie... you remember back in college... and I told you I wasn't into girls?" There was a ripping sound, source unseen as Emma kept approaching Grace, undoing her blouse on the way. Three more ripping sounds as Emma exposed her tits. Something purple moved behind Emma.

"Oh-kay. You guys can calm the theatrics down now," said Thomas, starting to look a bit concerned... although he admitted, to himself anyway, he kinda liked the way Emma was staring at Grace.

Grace was grinning and laughing, she smacked her gum as she decided to forgo the photos and began recording a video now, "man, you guys are hamming it up. But come on Emma, I can't put this on Instagram with your tits hanging out. TOS, girl."

Chris was hyperventilating now, groaning. A large wet spot appeared on his jeans as he fell to his knees the muscle he'd worked hard to build over the summer were fading, his shoulds and waist narrowing as he started to grow a pair of gravity-defying tits to beat Emma's. His groans became loud, effeminate moans, as his hair grew out, long and lustrous, straight of a shampoo commercial. Chris was now looking much more a Christine now...

"See Gracie, I think I lied about not being into girls," said Emma as the source of the fabric tearing seconds ago became apparent. From her back sprouted four dark purple tentacles that flared dramatically. "I think I'll make you my first!" Two tentacles, one left one right shot out to grab Grace around the wrists so she couldn't run.

"Hey!!!!" Grace shouted as she nearly dropped her phone but held on for dear life, tentacles or not she was not going to drop this phone.

"Emma, I don't know what's wrong," Thomas tried to duck under one of the tentacles and put himself between Grace and Emma, "but I think that's enough. This isn't normal, we need to stop and think about this rat-OOF"

"Don't interrupt me while I'm having fun, Tommy," Emma exclaimed and sent him sliding across the floor with a thwack to his abdomen from one of her powerful tentacles. She was nearly in Grace's face now when a fifth ripping sound occurred. Emma's jeans had ripped open, a large girthy tentacle, much more phallic than appeared on the vial's sticker, appeared between her legs now and already oozed pre-cum.

Christine was now staring at this wide-eyed, panting, she pulled down her jeans to reveal a brand new, smooth puffy pair of lips between her legs, she whimpered and began experimenting with her new favorite toy a while fondling one of her nipples, "you guys, that's so hot..." she moaned wantonly.

Emma was fondling Grace planting kisses up and down her neck, petting her cheek when she spared a glance to Christine, "I might get to you next Chrissy," pulling open her blouse to lick her way down Grace's chest, "what do you say girlfriend... put down the phone, you don't wanna drop it..." she grinned wickedly her hand slipping to undo Grace's pants now.

Grace was panting hot and heavy right now... this wasn't right... but, "'ight... I'm.. I'm kinda into it, Emma..." she trembled. She had to admit this was more interesting than the cabin right now.

Emma let out a slight happy squeal, "you won't regret Gracie, Chrissy. I'm gonna breed you two right." The tentacle cock throbbed at that.

"What?" Grace asked, wide-eyed.

Meanwhile, that couldn't have excited Christine more, as she squirted on the floor, "oh fuck yeah, Emma. I want you to be my first, make me have your dick-tentacle-girl-whatever babies!"