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The Bimbo Virus


Samantha hurried across the bustling quad, clutching her books to her chest. The pencil skirt and silk blouse she had so carefully picked out that morning were no match for the brisk autumn wind, and she shivered as gusts swirled fallen leaves around her black heels. 


She was too focused on getting to class to notice the admiring glances from her fellow male students. Even bundled up against the chill, Samantha's graceful figure and delicate features stood out among the other students. Her long chestnut hair swayed behind her as she walked, unconsciously accentuating a subtle feminine charm.


As she approached the steps of the science building, Samantha suddenly stumbled, dropping her books as a wave of dizziness overcame her. She blinked hard, shaking her head to try and clear the fogginess that had enveloped her mind. As she bent to gather her things, she noticed her blouse straining against her chest in a way it never had before. She looked down in confusion, only to gasp as she saw her small B-cup breasts swelling against the silk fabric. 


They were growing at an impossible rate, inching larger with every breath Samantha took. She clutched them through her blouse, feeling their impossible round firmness and the way they overflowed her bra. Students stopped to stare as the petite young woman's chest expanded dramatically right before their eyes. 


Within moments, Samantha's breasts had swollen to the size of volleyballs, impossibly huge on her slender frame. She stood up on shaky legs, moaning softly at the ache in her swollen chest and the feeling of her skin stretching taut. Her pencil skirt was now obscenely tight, the zipper straining around the exaggerated curve of her hips.


Samantha's mind reeled, unable to comprehend what was happening to her body. She had heard whispered rumors of a virus transforming girls on campus, but she had dismissed them as hormonal freshman gossip. Now, as her breasts swelled larger than any implants, she knew the rumors must be true.


Desperate, she made for the women's restroom, high heels clacking awkwardly as she struggled with her new center of gravity. Once inside, she gasped at her reflection - huge round breasts sat high and firm on her chest, nipples bulging against the silk. Her lips too had grown fuller, pouty and exaggerated. 


As she stared in dismay, a group of giggling sorority girls entered the restroom. They stopped short at the sight of Samantha's impossible curves. Then, to her disbelief, they surrounded her, cooing and stroking her swollen breasts.


"Like, don't fight it," one blonde girl urged. "Just give in! It feels, like, so amazing." She pressed closer, slipping manicured hands over Samantha's straining blouse buttons.


Despite herself, Samantha felt her body responding. A flush rose in her cheeks as the girl's hands roamed over her inflated chest. She moaned, swaying on her heels as waves of pleasure coursed through her. Dimly she knew she should resist, but her willpower was fading beneath the delightful sensations.


The blonde girl smiled knowingly. "I knew you'd love it," she purred, deftly unbuttoning Samantha's blouse to reveal massive, braless breasts capped with thick nipples. The other girls giggled and moved closer, caressing Samantha's bare skin. Their touch sent pulses of warmth straight between her legs, and she realized her panties were soaked.


"Just give in," the blonde repeated, and something about her soothing tone quieted the alarm bells in Samantha's mind. As the girls stroked her engorged breasts and swollen lips, Samantha felt her anxiety transforming into blissful acceptance. A heady rush of endorphins flooded her brain, and she smiled dreamily. 


The virus had her now, reshaping her body and her mind into its surface vision of hyper-feminine perfection. Samantha gazed at her exaggerated reflection and felt only pride where once there had been fear. She tossed her hair, pressed into the girls' eager hands, and laughed throatily. 


"Like, I never realized how hot I could be," she purred. The old Samantha was gone - but the new one was about to have so much fun!

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