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Your friends are looking for you

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After hastily cleaning yourself with a towel you had at hand in your room, you picked up your phone. You thought you should check your messages and learn a bit more about yourself in the process.

Apparently, after the infection you had become an online model of sorts. Looking at your own pictures, you saw a cascade of long, curly dark hair falling over your face and shoulders, down to the middle of your back. Your soft skin carried a dark chocolate color, and your body seemed to be in really great shape; besides your endowed breasts with swollen pink nipples, you also had thick hips and thighs that would make most people jealous, with a thin waist and soft stomach topping off your flawless hourglass shape. Your account was full of risqué pictures, involving you in a variety of suggestive poses with very little over your pornstar-grade body. Just looking at yourself was making you hard again.

With that out of the way, you started checking your messages proper. A bunch were just awkward people posting flirty comments on your suggestive posts, but you eventually got down to your friend group. They knew about your condition, of course, but your horniness wasn't absurd by any Internet standards, and you also chatted about movies, comics, games and apparently fitness tips (which you provided most of the time, surprisingly). They invited you - Julia - to hang out sometime.

You thought to yourself. The rash you'd get if you wore something meant you couldn't get clothed to go to most places, but you could either ignore that (you weren't the only one who caught the virus, after all) or invite them to your home. You had a sizable pool on your backyard, and also movies to watch or videogames to play. Under normal conditions, you'd find the prospect of being naked in front of everyone embarassing, but right now you had pretty low inhibitions anf even found it a bit arousing.

You snapped a quick selfie, not minding your breasts and cocks on display, and sent it in the group. "Sure thing, we can chill at my place". Everyone else replied they would be there shortly, so you got up and prepared to receive them. Your shafts were hard, your pussy was wet, and you were happy to get some quality time soon.


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