Colin grabs a navy uniform cap from the pile and pulls his arm back.
"If this works the way I think it will, the bimbos will hear the noise and go towards it." The gamer whispered.
Colin spun in place and tossed the hat in the bimbo's general direction. However, it landed on the head of a bimbo moving towards them.
"Hey Cindi, look! Boys!" She squealed, her giant boobs swaying around.
The red head bimbo Cindi licked her lips and strutted towards them.
Colin crossed his arms smugly "Psssh, we can handle this Ben. You have that pistol. Ben. Ben?"
Ben ran past the bimbos and into the hold with the pistol in his hand.
"You little shit!" Colin yelled out as the bimbos pounced on him and ripped through his clothes.
With Cindi sucking and the first girl sloppily kissing, the virus took hold rapidly. Colin's skin became pristine, hairless (except on his head where it grew long and silky), and pale white. All his body fat relocated and pushed out in a set of DD breasts and a bouncy round ass to go with her big wide hips. Colin's mind faded as his member vanished and his... her lips plumped up.
With a doofy grin, the new bimbo greeted her sexy besties.
"Like, hi, I'm Cailin. Wanna play?"
"Like, yeah!" the other bimbos cheered.
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Game Over: Rule #15 of a zombie apocalypse and thus the Bimbopocalypse: NEVER give ANYBODY 100% of your trust.