Marco set down his tray, anticipating the unhealthy feast in front of him.
'Hello fire sauce my old friend, I've come to eat of you again.'
A faint grunt and moan made him freeze mid taco.
His eyes shot over to the table by the door. A girl sat with her back turned, one hand could be seen gripping the table edge.
Panic set in, as his mind ran through the myriad of new transformative diseases that had gone wild in the past two years.
Futa Flu? No, their would be cum blasted on the ceiling.
Fuckbeast? No, she'd be on the floor sprouting fur.
'Zon? No, she'd have snapped the table edge off.
Maybe it as a false alarm?
He realized the girls once short straight brown hair was darkening, and growing down thick ringlets.
Not a false alarm. Marco stood up, wondering if he could sneak past her to the exit. A wave and pointing alerted the employee at the cash register.
She moaned louder and slid her chair backwards. Marco could now see her rapidly inflating stomach, her exposed midsection turning green as it pushed her shirt up.
Plant zombie! Marco's attempts at stealth were abandoned, he knew he had seconds before the spore blast.
He sprinted towards the girl, hoping to get past her and through the exit in time. The girl stood as he approached. Her jeans were tearing at the seams as her thighs plumped and backside swelled. Her belly was a basketball and still growing. The rich green that started on her midsection had overtaken all visible skin. Her eyes were darkening and a look of focused lust settled onto her face. The plant-brain in her stomach had control now, leaving the girl's mind as a helpless passenger inside her own body.
A long nailed green hand shot out as he passed her, but Marco anticipated this and rolled under her grasp. Slamming his weight into the door, his heart soared as his momentum violently knocked the exit open.
A wet pop came from behind him, and an ultra fine green dust shot out of the doorway as it swung shut, and over Macro.
Stripping his contaminated clothing as he went, he scrambled to his car and popped the trunk. He grasped the plastic of the emergency decon kit (now required by law in all vehicles), chewed a neutralizer tablet, and started rubbing himself down with the sterilizer towel.
He heard the door again, and rolled behind it car. Peeking over the hood, he saw the girl exit, now naked and fully transformed into a plant zombie.
Her skin was a glossy leaf green, with no body hair or blemishes. Her stomach was a firm green beachball hanging in front of her without sag. Thick thighs and widened hips assisted her in carrying the bulk. Her breasts had ballooned into melons as well, her nipples hard and so dark that it was hard to say if they were extremely deep green or were truly black.
Her lips had plumped and darkened to match her nipples. A thin line of mint green drool trickled down her chin, remnants of the spore blast unleashed by the transformation of her lungs. Her eyes were shining solid black marbles. Her hair was now a huge midnight green curling mass trailing down to her knees, the thick strands now essentially the plant girl's leaves.
To Marco's relief, she plodded away towards the road, oblivious to his presence.
He looked down and saw that the sterilizer towel was covered in shed body hair. His skin was smooth and flawless.
Terror returned as a fullness settled into his stomach, which began to push outwards. Marco tried to scream, but couldn't manage more than a soft grunt. Dark curls fell down in front of his eyes. He tried to brush them aside, but his hand would not move. His vision obstructed, he was helpless as he could feel his body changing. He heard his pants give way under the pressure of his plumping lower body. A tightness built in his throat.
After several minutes of indescribable sensations and terror, Marco felt his hand move and brush the long dark tresses back out of his vision. His body stood, bringing alien sensations of jiggling breasts and swaying curves. His head tilted back towards the sky, and the tightness in his throat released as a plume of mint green spores jetted out into the air.
Marco screamed within the confines of his mind, as the plant mind took their green fertility goddess body in search of more victims.