This choice: Another researcher says, they've been feeling 'fuzzy' and 'distracted'. • Go Back...Chapter #16Another researcher says, they've been feeli... by: Mr. George  Working cautiously, and carefully, the changes are noted, the effects measured and re-measured. Only after a month of rigorous research are they able to confirm the original fears. Ruling out mass delusion, any sort of hallucination. However, they also confirm that the dizziness and distraction are just as real, and just as measurable.
The average size of the women is now three to four cup sizes larger, along with an improved firmness from the freshest, new flesh. The meticulousness only served to remind the researchers of the decline in their own facilities. The distraction expressing itself in a sexual frustration, and need that was felt by many, and seduced several to ease their own and a colleagues needs.
Sadly, the pace was too slow. The spread of the bimbo virus was in the general population. The sudden boosts, the indiscretions, and a sharp rise in adultery was clear in the local press. The strain had mutated in the wild, strengthening, and adapting to the wider population.
The effects were visible inside one week now. Both the physical boost to busts, and the associated decline in IQ's was as sharp and as severe. They were even worse for the former men, as it mutated in their bodies before manifesting as the contagion was visible.
Other effects were being detected too, with the research. An increased skin sensitivity, driving the sufferers to wear less and less, and for their choices to be more revealing. There was some hints of boosted submissive tendencies, and a craving to be commanded. Inhibitions too, had taken a knock, with the aching needs too obvious. Their clothes were looser, and displayed the more abundant flesh, even more openly.
Some of the new women found their hips widening, their rumps swelling to accommodate child-bearing hips. Particularly shocking for the men, used to having taut buttocks, and firm asses. The meetings looked very different, from four weeks previously.
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A degree of competition, and pride surprised some, as their bodies transformed. It was mortifying for some to fall behind, and for others taking the lead in the effects was more humiliating.
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Alas, the worst affected seemed to be those who fought back against the changes. The more effort that was put into denying them, or disguising them, the more the virus reacted to counter these attempts. Jack typified this trend, as she fought to wear unisex clothes, or those with a masculine cut. Hacking off the excess hair that marked her out as infected. It grew back with a vengeance. Only surrendering when her defeat was utter and absolute. Her bust straining even what had previously been his looses top.
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In the final meeting, she stood up. Sobbing, she accepted she was a woman, and took the name Jacqueline, collapsing back into her seat, defeated by her new body, and it's relentless cravings.
The researchers, had to admit defeat. They were not in control of the outbreak, only a public statement could serve to warn the public.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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