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“Hey bro… can you guide me to my bed… I'm drunk.” A typical night of Kate getting drunk with her friends, John thought. She was his sister, after all, so of course he went to help. When John went to help guide his sister by the shoulder, she gave out a cough he has never heard before. Kate never got sick, ever. She was blessed with a pristine immune system. John, after hearing what he saw on the news, was a little skeptical of continuing to help his sister, but he wanted to be a good brother. On the way down the hall, Kate continued to cough, a raspy, deep cough. “Hey, Kate, can I get you some cough medicine or something?” John asked, as he was a little worried. “No, I’ll be fine, just… just get… me to…” Kate tried to finish her sentence before she dropped to the floor, so violently that John dropped her.

“Oh my God, Kate!” This was not a drunk Kate, this was something… different. Slumped on the floor, her generous tits falling to one side, hair on the ground, she started to writhe, twitch. John went to grab the phone to call campus medical, but it was too late. John could only watch as Kate started to grow, starting with her legs. She was always fit, but she was starting to grow as tall as John at this point. Her legs started to gain some muscle, her arms becoming more defined and her body widening. Her stomach started to look like a guys, and her breasts started to shrink into her. “Oh no… she's infected,” John panicked, there was nothing he could do. Her collarbone shrunk in, her chest becoming hairy. Her once beautiful face became… masculine. Lastly, Kate let out a moan, as her vagina expanded outward, and she began to grow balls and a penis, a penis that was bigger than John, he couldn't help but be jealous. As cum started to leak, she.. he woke up. “Oh my God, John.” He said, in a voice that said I'm sorry, I should have listened to you. “Kate, it will be ok. You’re not the first to get infected, we’ll figure it out. Let's get you some clothes.”

John, being the good brother he was, went to grab some clothes for his sis… brother to put on. Not like they'll do much, he thought to himself, as his new brother had the body of a baseball player. “John, thank you. Thanks for being so supportive. I should have listened to you. Now I'm worried that you’ll turn if I infected you.” his brother said. “If I turn, it's because I wanted to help my sister in a time when she needed all the help she could get.” John honestly replied. He did not care if he turned. Honestly, as twisted as this sounds, this experience brought them together.