Precum was steadily oozing down her shaft, another sign of her raging arousal. Jess couldn't hold back and began stroking in earnest. Her cock didn't feel like Sean's or that of any other guy she'd known. It was firm, yet still flexible with some give. Squeezing hard and flexing it a bit felt amazing , where any guy watching would have anticipated agony.
Standing there furiously working her oversized organ, she dropped to her knees as the sensations became too intense. As she felt climax approaching, Jess grabbed an empty Big Gulp cup from the trash to try and contain the imminent mess.
Her world exploded as the tidal wave of orgasmic bliss rolled over her as it had in class. After a few moments of post orgasmic stupor, she saw that the cup had worked out far better than expected. Other than a few stray drops, the cup was mostly full of brilliantly colored jizz.
Her head felt clearer, and she sat on the floor for a little introspection.
The substance from the tunnel had turned her into some sort of hyperfertile femboi. Thinking about it, she was happy with what had happened. Thinking further, the transformation must have altered her brain, because the old Jess would be completely freaking out. She took this in stride as well.
Planning further, the purple stuff almost certainly came from the plague lab that spurred the protests and there would be a huge investigation once everyone knew it had a containment breach. She probably would be discovered and taken to a lab to be studied - or worse, cured. Best to make the most of this, and right now she wanted nothing more than to spend as much time as possible fucking big bouncy butts and having others relentlessly pound her own juicy ass.
Clearly more overendowed fembois were needed. The best way to solve this would to sneak back into the tunnel and harvest enough magic purple ooze to change all her friends, and especially her boyfriend Sean. She felt giddy at the prospect of seeing what this stuff would do to a guy.
In order to go out in public and get her supply, she better get herself cleaned up. The dorm was still fairly quiet, with the disruption of the protests on campus most people were not returning to the dorms between classes.
Jess toweled off as much of the dried semen as possible, wrapped herself in her bulky shower robe to try and conceal her alterations, and slipped down the hall to the communal bathrooms.
She was in luck, all four shower stalls were open. Her outrageously voluminous hair had to get wrapped up in a towel to keep it dry.
As she was quickly scrubbing herself clean, she heard the bathroom door open. Another girl entered and turned the water on in the next shower stall. A quiet utterance of 'ah! cold cold cold' let Jess know that the newcomer was Katrina.
This didn't help Jess's focus, as Katrina was hands down the most beautiful woman living in the building. Tall, pale, curvy, and blessed with an exceptionally ample bustline; Kat looked the part of part of the Irish bombshell with her flowing copper tresses. Only when she opened spoke did it become clear that she was from Moscow and not Dublin.
Jess's newfound lust for girls sent her imagination into overdrive with thoughts of the naked wet gorgeous babe showering only a few feet away from her.
Jess rallied her willpower and committed to waiting for Katrina to finish and leave.
After an eternity, the water shut off and she heard the shower curtain open.
Abruptly the curtain to Jess's stall jerked aside.