"I am not sure what I..." the tech tries to say as a loud bang is heard from the door.
You look to the tech quickly and ask, "is it safe to step back in to the main room?"
"I'm not sure about these things but the MRI machine is off and you can step out. Be careful and see if you can barricade the door. I dont know how long that lock will hold. I will try and make sense of these results." he says.
You check out the small window set into the control room door then step out. The room is empty and quiet, the only sound is Eva's soft breathing. You check the door to the outside to find that it is okay and you move over to check Eva. She seems to be alright. The sedative still has her under. The virus appears to have completely changed her into a bimbo. Her lips have become plump and kissable with a slight hint of gloss. All of the excess fat on her body has been smoothed out and distributed to make her perfectly curvy. Every unsightly patch of hair has been removed leaving her skin smooth and supple. Her breasts have reached a gigantic E cup that seem to defy gravity in a fake sense. A quick touch reveals that they feel real.
However, as you touch her breast lightly you feel a slight moisture, Perplexed you look down and see that there is a small droplet of white liquid resting on her nipple. You dip your finger down and scoop the droplet onto your finger then bring it up to taste it. It tastes like milk yet sweeter. Suddenly, you realize that this is exactly the way Dr. Ojeda was infected. You spit and try and wash your tongue. You sprint over to the sink and rinse out your mouth with water. You look in the mirror at your reflection.
Your blue eyes stare back wildly as you try and find a sign of infection, a shift in hair length, a slight loss of height, a blonde lock that falls from your bangs. No sign comes and you decide that the infection would have taken you by now. You move on with a worried feeling as you look for things to barricade the door with.
A quick look into the back room reveals several gurneys to barricade the door. Moving quickly, you brace six gurneys against the door. As you move into the back room to get the last gurney, there is a gurgle from your belly. You look down to see that your chest hair seems to be thinner and slightly redder.
"No, it must just be my imagination." You say. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in your balls. They feel extremely tight as though you are about to cum, so tight that it becomes painful. You collapse to the ground in the back room. "Fuck!" You scream in pain. "This cannot be happening!" You feel a shift in the pain, it begins to become pleasurable even though it is excruciatingly tight. You reach down and try to slide off your pants and underwear. You feel that only by shooting your load will your pain and pleasure be released. Your pants are getting painfully tight as you barely manage to slip them over your rapidly expanding ass. As you lie on the floor, naked, strange thoughts start to cross your mind.
"My ass is sexy looking..." Your mind wanders as your hands begin to roam across your smooth body. "NO! Its not sexy!" you force these ideas away from your mind. Your hands begin to notice that your skin has become soft and supple. Like a beautiful woman's as they begin to run along your body. You do not know why but you cannot seem to take your hands off of yourself. As they run down your bare legs, you feel a disconcerting lack of hair on them.
"Mmmmmm... I love how smooth and sexy my legs are." You say lustily. "Why the fuck is this happening to me! I cannot go down like this! It would feel soooooo goood. Nooooo!" You arch your back in pleasure as it continues to rise in repeated waves. At first they were sporadic and occurring every fifteen or so seconds, but as your bosom grows, mind falters, voice raises, and hair reddens, the waves become faster and faster until it seems as though you are having one continuous orgasm.
"I have tooooo fight!" you moan in agony. Your body has begun to betray you. Your chest has exploded into a ample, luscious, yet perfectly pert pair of c cup breasts. Your hair has gently lengthened into wavy, red locks that wrap around your face. Your figure has rounded out to a supple, curvy form that's slightly shorter than you once were. As you gaze down across your alien body, you see your newly shrunk cock slip back into your slight pubic mound dusted with red hair. You feel your mind slip and as you struggle to think of what once was all you find is a brooding desire to fuck and be fucked.
"Mmmmmm... I feel yummy," you moan as you come out of the afterglow. You slowly sit up and you see the tech back in the control room. He does not seem to notice him. You could go in and take him for yourself or you could try and unlock the door and get some friends to join you. What do you do?