The Bimbo Virus, Part One

The Bimbo Virus, Part 1 by realitychanger42



Survivors of the Bimbo Virus, part One

Jason rose above the car, looking around wildly.
“You see anything?” Derek asked.
“Not yet,” Jason said. “You?”
“No,” Derek said. “Where are they?”
“Who knows,” Jason said. “Having massive orgies.”
“You know,” Derek said, “That’s not such a bad image.”
“Considering that most of  them were guys, it should be,” Jason snapped. “Now quiet. Stay in the shadows.” Jason signaled to move forward, and the two survivors crossed the suburban street, which was littered with debris; papers and trash lay on the ground, followed by the occasional lingerie. Smoke rose from smoldering fires from where panicked victims threw gasoline onto their lawns in an effort to stop their attackers. Tubes of lipsticks on the lawn proved that they were unsuccessful.
They probably just waited for the fire to die down, and then they were all over that poor guy like… Jason thought. He paused for a moment, remembering the fallen.
“Jason?” Derek said. “I think I hear them…” Jason turned around, flashlight showing the road behind them. In the morning twilight, it barely showed up. But the big breasted women shuffling towards them were certainly visible.
“Bimbos!” Jason shouted. “Go!” Both of the survivors started running in the opposite direction. The bimbos, sensing their prey get farther away, sped up as well, nearing a jogging speed, their breasts bouncing as they rushed for the two men. Derek, mistakenly, looked back.
“Good God,” He said, staring at the bouncing masses heading towards him. Jason paused and turned, realizing his friend wasn’t behind him.
“Derek, no!” Jason yelled. “You’ve got to run! Don’t look directly at their breasts!”
“I can’t help it,” Derek replied, mesmerized. “They’re so… beautiful!” Jason, horrified, continued running, staring as his friend was surrounded by beautiful women in moments.
Derek raised his hands, as if to examine the treasures he sacrificed himself for, but only made it to chest level before one of the many women gave him a deep and passionate kiss on the lips.
“No!” Jason shouted, and turned and ran. He wasn’t going to let this opportunity for him to escape go to waste. He was going to survive.

As the bimbo pulled her lips away from his, Derek’s changes began immediately. The first and most obvious change was his chest; it began to swell to extreme sizes. Derek moaned as his shirt split from the pressure. Then, his hair began to grow past his waist, turning wavy, while his ass swelled, also bursting the seam of his pants. Derek’s lips plumped up in a ready-to-kiss form, and soon it was complete. Derek the male survivor of the Bimbo Virus was no more. Danielle the Bimbo had taken control.

Jason had shaken off the truth that most likely his friend was gone for good. Soon, he ventured through the suburbs with great speed, ignoring any sounds that could be interpreted as cries for help, and traveled West, out of the city. As noon approached, Jason realized that somehow, in the identical houses of suburbia, he had lost his way. Stopping for a moment, Jason looked around for a sign, a landmark, anything. What he saw was shocking.

It was salvation.

A sign reading “SURVIVORS COME HERE! FREE ROOM AND BOARD!” Was leaning up against a rusting SUV. Glancing around, looking for any bimbos, Jason rushed forward and turned right where the sign pointed. It pointed down another street, almost exactly the same as the one he just came down. Raising his binoculars, Jason looked at the other end, impossibly far away. He could just make out another sign, this time pointing in another direction.

Running now, Jason ran to the sign, glanced at it (“SAFE HAVEN FOR SURVIVORS!”) and turned right, down another street. At the end of this street, however, was a sign hanging from a basketball post. It pointed left, this time at a two-story house with boarded up windows. Jason turned and stared. Could this be it? Could this be where he would be able to stay for the rest of the infection? His thoughts were answered by glass shattering.

“Are you infected?” He heard a man shout.
“No!” Jason yelled. “I’m alone!”
“You better be!” The man replied. “I can see a crowd of them coming around the corner!” Jason turned and stared as he saw the crowd of beautiful women heading towards him. They must have followed me, Jason thought. Rushing towards the door, Jason yelled, “I’m coming in!” There was no reply from the man, however the door opened and another large-breasted woman walked out.
“They’re inside the house!” Jason yelled, but by the time he turned and ran, it was already too late, and the bimbo was on him.