Cynthia emerged from the classroom into a crowded hallway. She meandered her way through various throngs of students exiting other classes as she considered her options for the rest of the day. She had a math class at two, but otherwise, her schedule was pretty open.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket. Pulling it out, she saw a text from her ex boyfriend, Alan. It read “don’t work today if you want to come get ur stuff…” She’d been avoiding going over there for a while, not wanting to see him. He’d been a petty bitch when they broke up and had said some very mean things. But now. With the app? She smiled and responded to the text “ya how bout 3:30 or so?” Moments later the response came through “sounds good need to chat with u if u have bandwidth…” Chat with her? She rolled her eyes. What he needed to do was apologize and grovel.
So class at two, Alan’s at 3:30. It was a little before noon so she had a couple hours to kill. Why not lunch? She exited the sciences building and emerged into a cold gray winter day. Without thinking, she started across campus towards the Hamilton building, where her math class was located. There was also a cafeteria there so she could grab lunch before hand.
As she walked she noted the various catgirls sprinkled among the other students. She pondered who they might have been before. She was pretty sure her reality alteration had just transformed existing men into catgirls, as it had in the class. She doubted it had created anyone out of nothing.
As she walked she noticed a group of men huddled in the cold smoking. She targeted one of them with the app. It gave her the following sentence. “Tim Pence is smoking between classes.” She changed Tim to Tanya. Her target was instantly transformed into a shivering woman, suddenly the center of attention among the other men. She targeted another. It read “Bill Pickens has been infected with the flu virus after sharing a cigarette with Tanya.” She pondered that. How far could this app stretch reality? The catgirls suggested pretty far. Could it work with something she made up out of nowhere? She replaced flu with Feminization. She hit enter and continued walking to lunch. Her phone buzzed again, this time an Apple News alert. She looked at it and laughed. It read “Feminization Virus Pandemic Continues To Spread Unchecked”
She opened the article. It read: Officials in Washington new information this morning on what the public has dubbed the ‘girl-flu’ pandemic. Nearly 80% of the population is estimated to have contracted the illness. While symptoms are generally mild in women, health officials are unable to explain why the virus seems to feminize men.
Most men only experience limited feminization, such as a slightly higher pitched voice, minor gynomastia, or wider hips. However, nearly ten percent of cases are considered extreme, where over the course of several days the individual fully transforms into a woman.
Officials in Los Angeles today confirmed the first known pregnancy from a ‘girl-flu’ victim. “We urge all feminization virus sufferers to talk to their general practitioner about birth control,” stated Steve Jones of the California Health Authority. “As someone who has had the most severe version, I myself have been through this, and I can tell you, post transformation, the new hormones really make you interested in trying out new things, if you understand what I mean. Use protection.”
Cynthia looked up from her phone and glanced back at the crowd of smokers. She wondered how many of them were already infected.