Since she was right there, Marina reached out to her door and proceeded to open it. She found herself staring at a male coworker of hers, holding a folder and looking fairly irritated. That look quickly turned to disgust as he was hit with the smell of Marina’s apartment. As Marina peeked around the door (making sure not to expose her nakedness to her coworker), she saw him faint and caught him before he hit the ground. She laid him outside and took the things out of his hands, she apparently still had some work to do despite her condition. She would have to call and tell her boss she would work from home or quit, which she didn’t think about at all through her transformation. Sara looked at her, thinking she might have caused a problem, but looking back at Marina, who had gravitated back towards the couch, digging her filthy hands into a bag of cheese fries, laying more farts into it. She just had to shrug and hope nothing bad would happen
The next day...
Marina was awoken by her skunk fairy maid who seemed to be frantically trying to get her attention. Her phone had apparently had an announcement from her office saying the building was closed due to an outbreak. Still partially asleep, she was about to shoo her away, when she got a phone call from Kylie, which never happens. Kylie was known to text, not call, so this had to be something serious. Marina picked up the phone,
“Hey, what’s going on?”
“MARINA, HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!! Some goddamn idiot came in smelling like straight ass and spread some kinda shit all over the office. Now everyone is like totally shitting themselves and turning into some sort of fat blob of fuzzy shit. Be glad you’re not a part of this.”
“Kylie, where are you right now?”
“Do you really wanna know?” She grunted hard after finishing that sentence.
All Marina could hear was grunting and farting, she had to finger herself while listening. Sara worked as her hands-free operator, controlling the phone for her. After a good orgasm and a decent wait for Kylie to pipe back up, she could tell Kylie had changed, sounding a little less sick and a little more aroused...
“Well, I guess I’m gonna have to buy new panties. How are you holding up?”
Marina had to come up with something on the spot, “Um, I’m fine! Everything’s fine. I’m just doing some work from home today.”
“Well, lemme stop by later. I got something to show you. Hopefully you’re not too weirded out by it.”
Marina had a good idea of what Kylie was gonna show her, but she was in no state to see anyone, her house even less so. What was she gonna do?