The dim lights of the streetlights illuminated the figure of a man walking down the deserted road in the middle of the night. He was in a hurry to make it to his destination before daybreak. He walked swift and smoothly, taking no detours or side roads, not even stopping to look at the night decor of the city. In his hand, he held a bag of something, but whatever it was, it was not obvious in the dim lights. His pace sped up as the lights were growing ever dimmer and the morning sun was jutting over the horizon.
Eventually, he made it to his destination. It was a small park of some kind, with a thick forest behind it. A small fountain was bubbling and spurting with warm water, spraying a fine mist into the air which was blown off into the night sky by gusts of wind. The man reached into his bag and grabbed out a bottle of some kind of liquid. This liquid was infested with Hypohudros Nihmania, a virus he created that, when infecting a person, would case their bodies to change into their deepest sexual fantasies. He placed on a surgical mask as to not take in the virus, and poured the contents of the bottle info a calm corner of the fountain, where it would be able to easily spread. On the microscopic level, the viruses swam around in the warm fountain, infecting microorganisms and being lifted into the air by the warm mist. Within seconds, the virus was lifted from the pool and spread towards the unsuspecting, sleeping citizens of the town. By daybreak, who knows what they may turn into...
Sarah Stone woke up that morning feeling a bit sick. Her nose was stuffed, she had a headache, and despite her windows being wide open, she felt like it was 100 degrees in her room. She hopped out of bed, her chubby body jiggling from the impact. She had always been chubby, and she didn't mind it. In fact, she thought she looked sexy. Her big boobs, plump butt, thick thighs, and wide hips made her took super sexy, probably sexier than all those twigs and pigs at school. Except for her sizeable belly and double chin, she had the perfect belly. Unfortunately, every time she tried to burn her belly fat, her whole body would lose it's figure, so she just lived with the belly.
She tore off her thick flannel pajamas and stripped down to her underwear. Despite this, she was still hot. She wasn't going to take off her bra or panties, she knew for a fact that her pervy neighbor was probably already spying on her. She would close the curtains if she had any curtains. So instead, she just put her fan in her window to blow in some cool air. Of course, the early summer air was nothing but heat. She put on some of her summer clothes and headed out her door to go take some antibiotics.