The train

Katie and her daughter, Sarah, started to get comfortable under their shared blanket as the train began to whir to life, the intercoms crackling “LAST TRAIN FROM THE CONFLICT ZONE NOW DEPARTING”. They were now refugees from the silver plague, Katie looking out the window across the barren landscape as evening turned to night, hoping her dear husband Jack would be on the next train over, safe. She let herself have a little hope of being able to escape this madness, snuggling up with her daughter under the blanket and dozing off to sleep…

Katie was startled awake from her sleep, as she felt someone bump into her arm, she groggily cast her eyes upwards to see a gorgeous woman sitting across from her, under a coat she could clearly see two great mounds of tits just barely concealed. The bimbo of a woman got up, winked at Katie and slid a little tongue out to reveal... silver, as she walked away further down the train. Oh fuck, somehow one of those silver things got past the military inspections for the train, this one silver monster has broken the quarantine! Katie snapped her head down looked down at where her arm was bumped, to see it was marked with a strange silver liquid, she was terrified and was about to scream, but, some primal urge within her demanded she didn't, calming her.

Strangely, her feelings of worry and terror began to subside and grow lesser, as her arm felt hotter, like a rash, as she tried to wipe it away and hide it, but ended up just spreading and smudging it to her fingers, feeling a stronger and more powerful tingling sensation growing throughout her body, emanating from her arm and fingers, despite all logic and knowing the danger of being caught she reaches down under the blanket and her jeans and starts rubbing herself indiscreetly whilst the other passengers sleep, feeling a primal lust grow stronger as her silvered fingers just lightly brushed over her clit, the nerve endings sent a message back to his brain, such pleasure, the shine coming into contact only slightly with her cunt already sending entire shockwaves of pleasure throughout her body. This new and powerful lust within Katie growing stronger as she rubs herself harder and harder, struggling to stifle her moans and keep quiet she quickly throws off her part of the blanket and rushes to the restroom.

Once inside she locks the door, sits on the toilet seat, and stares down at her crotch. A wave of complex emotions and thoughts rushing through her as she looks at the silver coating her, any resistance finally snapping as she dives her hand down and starts furiously rubbing and fingering her puffy silver coated cunt, squirting bouts of chrome thick silver juices from her new shiny pussy. Katie can now smell the shine, the strong musky aroma is impossible to describe, her mind telling her something is deeply wrong, this argent liquid she’s cumming is not normal that she needs to stop and seek help. But her strong growing sexual desires quickly overrides, as she takes her silver coated hand and brings the silver dripping to her face, the smell driving her wild with lust, as she darts a shiny finger into her mouth, tasting the shine, nothing had ever tasted so good in her life. Dropping all pretences and darting her whole hand into her mouth, her throat coated in silver and slicked over in silvered saliva, noisily slurping as she drooled shine down her arm and spewing silver across the restroom floor, feeling silver bliss bury further into her mind, replacing all previous thoughts and wants with the desire for more just silver, Katie smiling as she knows she's now a perfect shiny slut.