Mrs. Namba's Kindergarten class visited the Bake Sale, the kids having brought money to buy cookies for afternoon snacks as a treat after their field trip, where they met with and brought pastries to the local veterans centre. Hundreds of infectious baked goods were spread around town.
For most of the day, the infected only noticed small things, a bit of puffiness around the nipples, longer hair, clothing not fitting quite right.
For most of the day, Jake noticed that his shirt didn't cover his midriff any more, that his pants hugged his hips a bit more tightly, and that he needed a haircut even as his five o'clock shadow didn't arrive on time.
For most of the day Mrs. Namba noticed the children in her care squirming more then normal, their voices sounding different, and despite distraction the class seemed to remember more about their letters and numbers.
For most of the day the Veterans felt better then they had in years, for many, standing and sitting up straighter, feeling more energy.
Once all these people went home, after dinner, the changes became much more noticeable, Tyler Aspen, age 4, noticed his bath getting smaller, "Mom, Mom!" His voice cracked a bit, as did his hips as they widened, his ball-sack felt funny as his testicles were pulled up into his body, duplicating only for the duplicates to become ovaries.
Mrs. Aspen came into the washroom in time to see her son physically pass age 10, his penis growing hard and sticking out above a newly formed vagina, his new breasts reaching a training cup size, distracting her from her own growing height and dick.
George Rumple, was too busy hugging his wife who stood on her own for the first time in years to notice or care about his and her youthening looks, and growing height, or his widening hips, feminine voice, and growing breasts and vagina.
Jake was with Jennifer, "Come on, something strange is happening Jen." His waist and shoulders giving him a bit of an hourglass as the bottom of his six pack was shown off to the world as his shirt was becoming too short, "I swear I've been getting taller all day, I swear you're taller."
Jennifer just leaned back in her chair, unconcerned, "Well, is that really a problem?"
Jake's voice cracked, "Of course..!", he stopped turning to Jennifer wide eyed, noticing the bulge between her legs in the skirt she was currently wearing, the feeling of inflation in his chest as his shirt was being pulled up by his growing breasts, his new vaginal opening rubbing against the tightening boxers. "Jen, I'm turning into a girl. Oh my god I'm turning into a girl."
Like a spell had been broken, Jennifer started, "Oh shit, you are, you really are turning into a girl."
Similar scenes started playing out all over the city, but the Infection had already spread beyond it.