Kyra pulled off her top, revealing perky handfilling boobs supported in a bold blue bra.
Erin was shocked, Kyra had long lamented her small barely A cup bustline, and had been been stuffing her bra since 9th grade. These were probably two sizes up from before.
Kyra laughed 'Surprise! I had these done a few months ago. You should enjoy them before I'm inflected and these girls shrink away.'
Erin was flummoxed, remembering Anna's tale of Karen's implants turning that girl into a silicone filled curvaceous sex bomb. Awkward silent seconds ticked past.
Kyra misinterpreted Erin's hesitation. 'Go ahead babe, you said you were really into girls now.'
Erin spoke up, 'I am, that's not the reason. There is something you don't know about this infection and boob jobs. You wouldn't turn into a flat chested femboi , you'd end up looking like a ultra curvy jiggling fertility goddess.'
Erin then told the full story of Karen as had been conveyed by Anna.
Kyra took it in with a mix of interest and concern. She seemed to like the idea of being able to be with Erin and stay female, but she also glanced repeatedly at Erin's crotch with a look of concern.
'Would I still be able to take in that monster?'
Erin laughed. 'After everyone in the dorm had changed, it turned into a huge orgy. Karen came out and enjoyed herself. Her change made her as elastic and flexible as Gumby. I saw her take big femboi cocks in every hole, I even saw her show off and masturbate with a 3 liter bottle of soda.'
This sold Kyra, and she proceeded finish stripping, leaving only her lace choker. She made a show of it for Erin's benefit. As she teased off her bra, she said. 'This is my favorite bra, from what you say this won't remotely fit me in a few minutes.'
Erin laughed, 'Nope, Karen's tits are the size of her head and buoyant enough that she doesn't need a bra for support, only if she wants to contain the jiggle.'
Kyra smiled. Her eyes fixed on Erin's massive erection. Precum was oozing slowly down the shaft.
Kyra took one finger and wiped up a runner of pre. A drop dangled from her fingertip. Playfully, she licked her lips and stuck out her tongue. Eyes locked with Erin's, she licked the droplet of infectious fluid.
'I'm doomed now! You got yourself one jello filled fuck toy for a wife.'
On hearing the word 'wife', Erin moaned 'Yes!' and pounced on top of Kyra.
Their lips locked and tongues entwined. Erin's hands wrapped around behind Kyra, one taking hold on Kyra's short hair, the other grasping the little bit of softness on the lean girl's skinny booty.
Kyra's hands snaked between their bodies, stroking the femboi's well lubricated shaft. She wanted to accelerate her changes, as she wouldn't be able to take her lover's cock inside her until she had transformed. For years she had fallen asleep fantasizing about being with Erin, inventing a million fantastic stories of how the straight girl came around to be with her. Now that it was actually happening, she was desperate to consummate their love.
Erin tensed as she was quickly brought to climax, blasting copious amounts of purple jizz between their bodies.
Kyra rolled them over and sat up straddling her lover. Squeezing her tits, she stretched to lick cum off the tops of her breasts. Her skin was tingling. Erin's hands played over the skinny girls stomach, rubbing the purple spunk into her skin. She scooped a mess of it off her own chiseled chest, and slid her semen coated fingers into Kyra's wet pussy.
The tingling ramped up into what felt like mini orgasms all over her skin. She began to feel it tighten everywhere except her ass.
What little fat she had was shifting to her backside. Her chest felt tight, pain mixing with pleasure. The changing girls hands grasped her tits, now feeling nothing under her skin but the fake curvature of her implants.
With a stab of discomfort but also a sense release, the silicone domes deflated, synthetic gel spreading outwards under her skin. This flatness didn't last long, the tingling returned and amplified. She could feel the substance spreading under her skin, flowing especially downwards towards her sex.
Her venus mound bulged, if she had been wearing anything over it she would have an impressive camel toe. Her nipples pushed outwards as the infection reinflated her chest with an ever increasing amount of gel.
Her slit was alive with sensation, on instinct she rose up and guided Erin's shaft into her netherlips. She felt her insides stretch and shift to accommodate this intrusion, but her body offered no resistance.
She rose and bucked, riding the thick dick of her lifelong crush. As she fucked, her body ripened, her skinny frame becoming curvaceous. Her thighs thickened and her hips flared, her ass bubbled as silicone surged into existence under her skin. Her chest was now graced with two soft pillowy mountains that bounced and jiggled with every stroke. Kyra could feel ripples and waves rolling up and down under her skin as the layer of gel thickened and her form was molded into hyperfeminine perfection.
Erin exploded deep within Kyra, setting of the transforming girls own orgasm. This was nothing like the goth girl had ever felt; her orgasm started with her pussy but spread outward under her skin. The gallons and gallons of silicone gel under her skin was somehow part of her body's erogenous zone, and Kyra was rocked literally from head to toe by an orgasmic supernova.
Spent, Erin rolled her over off her, and sat up.
Kyra had been remade. Her skin was flawless alabaster, with no visible marks or even pores. She had a faint oiled shine, giving hint at her new synthetic composition. Her lips were plump cupid's bows, a bold sapphire blue. Her hair was perfect and shining, black transitioning to matching sapphire blue at the tips. All other hair had vanished, even her eyebrows were midnight blue lines on the skin of her brow, with no actual hairs.
Her breasts completely covered her chest, from collarbone to the bottom of her rib cage. Proud and gravity defying, they had enough give and softness to be pleasing but their size and shape made it clear that these were not natural.
Her waist had remained thin with her belly ever so slightly rounded. Her hips flared wide, supporting a plump buoyant ass, leading down to soft thick thighs. Overall she was a goth sex bomb with a plush exaggerated hourglass figure.
Kyra smiled and stretched. She contorted and bent her leg behind her back, turning her foot up over her shoulder from behind. This motion set the soft globes of her tits into a hypnotic bouncing display.
'I think we can come up with some clever ways to make use of this flexibility.' She smirked.
Kyra pulled herself to Erin's semi flaccid cock. She licked the fembois cockhead, trying to stir her lover for another round.
Kyra paused and looked at Erin. 'I think you should snap my choker.' and took Erin's glans into her mouth.