Anna picked up the cum laden towel that Erin had used to clean up after Dana had 'thanked her'.
She folded it so that the worst of the mess was out of view. It was a deep blue color, which helped hide the contamination.
Abuzz with anticipation, she ran down the two flights of stairs to the first floor. The novel sensation of her cock and balls bouncing around as she thundered down the steps made her giddy.
First floor was tiny, as most of the building space on the first floor was taken up by the dorm lobby and study lounge. There were just six single occupancy rooms, whose residents tended to keep to themselves.
Anna knocked on Karen's door. Karen opened the door and looked down at Anna in confusion, one eye covered by her trademark asymmetric lob hairstyle. Karen was quite tall, about 5'10", and wearing thick soled boots. With Anna's reduced stature, this put her eye level with the spectacular cleavage overtopping Karen's tight tank top. Anna's cock throbbed under her concealing bulky clothing.
'Uh hi Karen, is this your towel?' She tossed the towel and its pheromone laden payload at Karen's head. She took a step backwards in surprise as she awkwardly grabbed the terrycloth off her face. Anna used this opportunity to squeeze past her and close the door.
Streamers of purple cum came off the towel as she dropped it to the floor.
'You fucking bitch, get the fuck out of my room. I don't know what kind of fucking prank you sick fucking Fuck? Fuck. Fuuhhh. Ohhh.'
Her rage faded abruptly as her blue eyes dilated and a sudden burning sexual need overwhelmed everything.
Karen dropped to her knees, the motion causing delightful earthquakes in her partially exposed tits.
Anna smiled in triumph. 'Poor Karen, stricken with fuck fever. I'd bet you'd give anything for a nice big cock to suck on. You slut.'
A little voice at the back of Karen's mind wanted to protest and tell Anna that she had never been one to sleep around, she just exploited the list of others to support herself financially. But all that came out was a long low moan.
'Lucky for you, I have what you need.'
Anna pulled down her sweat pants to reveal her erection jutting out of her panties, her engorged nuts bulging out the bottom. Her shirt joined her pants on the floor.
'Want this? Now strip.'
Karen quickly disrobed. Her tits bounced free with a delightful jiggle that made one question if they were extremely well done implants or the product of extremely good genes.
Anna pounced on her, pushing the larger girl to the carpet. She sunk her hands into Karen's soft mounds, squishing them up and together. This move revealed a faint scar on the underside of each boob where the implants were inserted.
Anna laughed. 'I knew your girls were enhanced. It's ok, I was hoping they were.' Anna slid up and wedged her shaft in the valley of Karen's cleavage. She began slowly thrusting, savoring the sensation of the soft rippling tit flesh surrounding her dick.
'I was given something special today. Something that traded my tiny bee sting bumps of boobs and flat butt for this killer ass and cock. I want to see how my gift to you handles these fake funbags. It's kind of a shame, these girls are so soft. You must have spent a fortune on them.'
This penetrated Karen's mental fog. She tried to struggle but it seemed the little Asian girl on top of her was made entirely of muscle and cock. Anna was able to restrain her easily.
'Yeeesssss!' Anna orgasmed and unleashed jet after jet of cum onto Karen's tits and face.
As she dismounted, Anna saw the surgery scar was gone, the infection was already at work erasing imperfections.
Karen's tits began to lift and pull upwards into perfect hemispheres as her skin tightened. Her chest contracted as all the fat in them was repurposed. Karen grunted in pain as the skin on her chest became painfully tight over her implants. The taut skin turned a pale white color.
Abruptly one implant burst and deflated, silicone spreading visibly under the skin. The second implant burst, leaving two broad pancakes of synthetic material under her skin. Anna expected these to fade as well but was surprised as Karen's chest rose upward. New breasts filled out, slightly larger than before. These were all silicone; completely fake and round yet still soft and bouncy - made of the same high end materials of the original implants.
The pale complexion spread outward from her chest, and a soft plumpness followed in it's wake. Her stomach rounded out slightly while her waist pulled in the sides. Her venus mound swelled but nothing emerged. Her ass ballooned as her thighs softened and swelled.
The alabaster skin tone reached her face as well. Her already plump lips reddened and the color of her eyes brightened to a piercing ice blue. Her hair color sharpened as well, the red becoming even more vibrant and taking on a glossy shine. It neatened as well, not one hair out of place.
Karen stood, her voluptuous body jiggling as she moved. She was an exaggerated vision for feminine fertility, with gravity defying curves. She turned and looked behind to her plush ass. She gave it a firm smack, ripples flowed out across her body.
Anna realized what had happened, somehow when the infection could not break down the implants, it merged with them and converted her body into silicone and other synthetic materials. On close inspection, Karen's nails were now long perfect and the same gloss red as her hair. Anna reached out and touched the red tresses; they felt impossibly smooth, almost frictionless. Definitely another sort of synthetic material.
Karen smiled and locked eyes with Anna, lavender to ice blue. 'You came in here, drugged me, raped me, tried to turn me into some sort of girly boy, and succeeded in turning me into some sort of living silicone wet dream. And. I. Have. It. All. On. Video.'
Karen points to an expensive webcam mounted on her desk. It would have had an excellent view of the entire proceedings.
Anna was unsure how to proceed. Should she bolt? Overpower Karen and take the computer? Karen smiled, enjoying having turned the tables.
'Do you know how much money this is going to make me!? The video alone will bring me so many new viewers, not to mention money from the transformation fetishists. Plus the best plastic surgeon in the world can't give you curves like this. I'm going to be so rich.'
'I don't know where you got your 'gift' and I don't think I care. We'll call it even, now get the fuck out of my room.'