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By Wolverine
Carrie Ann McGraw was carried by her teammates into the locker room.
She had hit the game winning homer to clinch a playoff berth for the
Arelyn V. Carley High School softball team. She felt hugs and kisses
from all sides as she pushed her way through her happy teammates. She
bumped into the coach. The coach beamed and led Carrie into her office.
"Carrie, I'm very proud of you. You're having a great season and that
was just great. We're going to the playoffs! And with you we won't have
a thing to worry about. Good job, Carrie," said the coach as she sat
down behind her desk.
"Thanks Coach Chrighton," Ashley said. She smiled and started to leave
to go back to her congratulations.
"This is best thing I've had going for me since Ashley was still
alive." Carrie looked back at the coach. She was sobbing. Ashley closed
the office door and sat back down across from the coach.
"Need someone to talk with, Coach?" Coach Creighton looked Carrie in
the eyes.
"No, don't waste your happy night with me. Go have fun, I'll be
alright. Thanks though."
"Okay, coach. But I'm sure your daughter is enjoying this as much as we
are up in heaven. I knew Ashley and you have a lot to be proud of
outside of this."
"Yes, well, she's been gone over a year now. I should get over it. But
it's these darn stories that keep coming back to me about seeing my
daughter with some guys. Maybe it means she's watching over us. Go now,
enjoy yourself, girl." Carrie nodded and left.
***
John McCarver loved to watch Carrie Ann McGraw walk through the halls.
But who didn't? The girl was hot. She was tall, with long, brown hair
and a beautiful face. Her tits were nothing much, but they were nice.
Carrie Ann's real feature was her ass though. Large but not too large,
and round, it just mesmerized every guy she passed, especially John.
What he wouldn't give to bend her over and give it to her all night.
But for now, he settled for being a friend of hers. And today, he
needed to congratulate her on her homer the previous night.
John was a high school senior same as Carrie. He was a testament to
high school society that not so great looking guys could become part of
the popular crowd. Despite the lack of good looks though, John was tall
and pretty muscular.
"Hey, Carrie Ann, good job last night!" John shouted as she passed by,
already getting pats on the shoulder from all her adoring fans. She
caught his eye and smiled, sending a ripple through John's heart and
his penis. With that out of the way, John went on with his daily
business. In fourth period, John was able to chat with his best friend,
Carl, about the beautiful Ms. McGraw. Carl, was a lot like John in the
look departments, but unfortunately he didn't fit into the popular
crowd.
"She's cool and a really great person, but I can't help but stare at
that ass all day. Really, I'd never want to date her, I just want to do
her so hard back there," John whispered to Carl.
"You really are a simple person," replied Carl.
"Sorry, I can't help but be mesmerized by it."
"I'll admit that she's got a great feature back there, but sometimes
you gotta look for more than a great body."
"Ah, one day, you'll like girls too." Class went on as usual and then
school was out.
***
Kristie Holleron felt the front of the car slam into her as she wobbled
out into the street. The young woman had drank too much and was
disoriented which had drove her into the street.
And what a waste. She was only 16. C-cup breasts, blonde hair, a huge
round ass, and a face that screamed sex. She was hot and intelligent.
But now she was a corpse.
***
Carrie Ann slipped the nightie over her head. She climbed into the bed
and flipped off her beside lamp as she curled up and went to sleep. She
remained asleep until she heard her beside window swing open. Carrie
Ann opened one eye and squinted at the window. There was nothing.
Carrie shut her eyes again and went back to sleep.
Carrie awoke a few hours later as something crawled up her leg. She
threw the covers off and stared at her legs. A slimy snakelike thing
was oozing up her leg. She went hysterical and tried to knock it away,
but was rewarded with three smaller things. Two climbed up her arms now
while the third continued up into her crotch. She felt it enter her
vagina as the other two slimed into her mouth. Carrie gagged and felt
pleasure as she fell back and writhed. She could feel the things moving
through her insides, changing things. Carrie's nightie grew tighter
around the chest as her B-cups grew to a C. She felt her prized ass
growing larger and rounder as her hips shifted.
Carrie's figure twisted and turned in the darkness, radically changing
shape until finally a blonde beauty sat upright where Carrie had laid
moments before. The beauty fondled her breasts and moaned in pleasure.
The fondling stopped and she let out a giggle and grinned, loving her
new body. This was going to be fun. She had both Carrie and Kristie's
forms, memories, and especially sex drives. The merged minds had formed
a new mind totally bent on its new agenda. First on it was to test her
abilities.
Carrie/Kristie climbed up and walked towards Carrie Ann's parents'
room. She grinned and massaged her breasts in front of the door,
causing her vagina to go to work producing her love juices. But these
weren't just love juices. As it started to run down her legs, the juice
took shapes, becoming like the things that had entered Carrie Ann in
the first place. Two of the snake-like creatures slimed toward Carrie
Ann's parents' room. Kristie Ann waited in the hallway, continuing to
feel herself all over while she heard muffled struggling and then
movement towards the door. Two perfect clones of Kristie emerged with
grins on their faces. This would be fun indeed.
***
Carrie Ann awoke in the morning when her alarm went off to get up. The
morning drug on as usual with the erotic dreams she had had the night
before still looming in her head. Her parents seemed off though. They
kept smiling at her like they knew some big joke, but weren't telling
her. And while her eyes were brown, which she had always thought her
parents were, they were now an icy blue. Carrie Ann still shrugged it
all off though. She had to concentrate on the games coming up.
Carrie Ann drug through school like usual. She was an intelligent
student, but she just didn't care so much about the classes. Her
concentration was especially off today. Something felt like it was just
looming inside her waiting for something. She shrugged it off as
playoff anticipation. 3rd period was softball and then the real trouble
started.
Practice went as normal, but when the girls returned inside, Carrie Ann
noticed a few changes in her physique. While she was in the shower, she
noticed her chest felt a bit sore and a bit of pressure. And she would
occasionally find a blonde hair on her head. That wasn't the worst part
yet. When she was at her locker chatting away with the other girls, she
went through a drastic transformation. She was listening to Anna, an
attractive, red-headed shortstop, when she almost collapsed to the
ground. Carrie Ann supported herself on her locker. No one noticed her
almost fall or that her breasts started to grow beneath the towel she
had wrapped around herself. They noticed however when the towel slipped
off. Anna just stared at the transforming Carrie Ann. Carrie Ann turned
to face the other girls and showed off the glory of her transforming
body while she explored it herself. Her hair was growing lighter and
lighter while her ass grew shapelier and shapelier. Her eyes turned to
the icy blue of Kristie while her face shifted into Kristie's. Kristie
Ann brought her hands away from her lower body and began massaging her
breast, only giving the other girls a wicked grin. The things crawled
down her legs and towards the others while they stood there shocked. No
one tried to run. Three things worked their way into Anna's mouth and
she collapsed, changing into the blonde beauty on the ground. Only
Anna's red streaks remained which the other Kristies and Kristie Ann
thought was pretty sexy.
Around this time, Coach Creighton entered the locker room to see what
was taking so long. The girls had already shifted back their original
forms and had continued to get dressed to conceal the thing residing
inside each girl. Only Carrie Ann remained confused about why she was
naked in the middle of the locker room.
***
John noticed things getting weird. A week after the big game, a lot of
people had started acting real strange. They all seemed to be in on
some joke that John wasn't quite getting. He passed two attractive
girls, one brunette and one blonde with small B-cup breasts. He assumed
they were sophomores, but they seemed to know what was up.
"When can we let ourselves out? These titties are so small. I want to
be free," said the brunette to the other in a low voice.
"Soon. And we'll have all the pleasure we can," replied the other. John
hurried on, not really wanting to know what they were talking about. He
bumped into Carrie Ann, who looked really tired.
"Oh, I'm sorry Carrie Ann. Whoa. What's wrong?" he asked. Carrie Ann
sighed and gave him a worried look.
"I don't know. I've been having these nightmares and everyone around me
seems to be acting real weird. No one really wants to talk. They're
either with their boy/girlfriend or with someone else which no one
seems to mind. And then there's the playoff game tonight. I'm so
exhausted and I'm always hungry. I'd swear I was pregnant if I didn't
know better," replied Carrie Ann. She looked near tears.
"Hey, it's alright. Don't stress yourself so much. It's just a dumb
game. And yeah, I'm glad someone else thinks something funny is going
on. Hey, you alright?" Carrie Ann stared back at John with icy blue
eyes.
"I'm fine. Hey, John, why haven't we ever hooked up? I mean, you aren't
such a bad looking guy. And I'm sure you're pretty good down there."
She gave John a grin and motioned toward his crotch. He gave her a
puzzled look.
"Carrie Ann, you okay?" Carrie Ann shook her head and now her eyes were
brown. John was confused but he just shrugged it off as a mistake on
his part.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. Hey, thanks for chatting and if you want to go
grab a burger or something later that'd be great. I need a friend right
now who isn't horny all the time."
"Okay, that'd rock. Bye." Carrie Ann waved and they both went to their
classes. Carl was acting pretty normal when John saw him. And Carl had
noticed the recent changes in everyone's behavior. He even pointed out
when the teacher entered the room, she was dressed incredibly sexier.
Ms. Powell had always worn thick rimmed glasses and baggy sweatshirts
and she always coward down. Now she was dressed in a tight t-shirt and
an almost too short skirt. She had let her brown hair roll down her
back and had removed her glasses. The removal of a bra from the outfit
added to her sexiness. One day the principal had removed her from class
to "discipline" her for her outfit, but they had both came back
smiling. Carl said it was probably because she gave the principal a
blowjob.
Today almost everyone in the class seemed in an elated state. Only
Carl, John, and a man that always talked with the popular girls up
front were their normal selves. John swore he saw something slither up
the man's pants' leg before the young man collapsed with swelling of
the chest and a convulsion. Ms. Powell quickly helped the boy out of
class and returned later to diagnose it. That left Carl and John alone
in the class with their almost zombified classmates. Ms. Powell
announced she was giving them the rest of the year off and that the
only requirement for the class was to enjoy themselves as much as
possible.
Several of the attractive girls came up to John and Carl trying to ask
them out on dates or to make out with them, but Carl, who really didn't
care, just waved them away and John just shoved them away in horror.
Ms. Powell, who was making out with one of the girls in the class,
noticed their resistance and approached Carl.
"Carl, I need to have a chat with you in the hallway," Ms Powell said
sternly. She walked out into the hall and Carl got up.
"Yes! I get to get a blowjob now!" Carl sarcastically celebrated and
then ran into the hall. Time passed and John just sat watching the
others make out with various partners. Ms. Powell returned after some
time looking very roughed up. She quieted everyone and then made her
announcement.
"I'm afraid that young Carl has suffered a blow to the head and has
gone to the hospital in a coma. He's in critical condition. Sad news
indeed. I'm afraid I couldn't bring him to our point of view, but you
all know what that means." Everyone stared at John.
"We can now enjoy a different point of view. Mr. McCarver here will
make a great change. Shall we girls?" Everyone smiled and began to
moan. John watched in horror as chests inflated or shrunk, manhood
disappeared, and an entire classroom of the same person stared back at
him. John thought quickly and dashed for the door, narrowly slipping
past the former Ms. Powell. In the hallway, John bumped into one of the
girls. They both fell to the floor. She grinned and climbed atop him.
John noticed the girl's clothes belonged to the principal, scaring him
even more. John threw the girl off and ran as hard as he could down
another hall, only to be faced by an entire hallway of Kristies. He
looked left and saw nothing but a wall. He glanced right and noticed a
janitor's closet, which he ran through and locked behind him. He heard
scratching and moaning on the other side, and then silence.
***
John sat in the closet for the rest of the day. He didn't know what was
happening but it was damn scary. And what had happened to Carl? Ms.
Powell hadn't been able to change him, so now he was in some coma about
to die. These girls he recognized as Kristie Holleron. But she had died
a few days back and there definitely weren't that many of her let alone
did she have the power to change shape. John figured a possession of
some sort, but couldn't figure such a large scale one. Carrie Ann! She
was still out in the school. And he definitely didn't want her becoming
one of those sluts. He had to get to her and warn her. And the softball
game...John betted that half, if not all, of the team was already
possessed in someway or another and the game was away. There would be
no stopping this if they spread whatever this was there.
John cracked the closet door and peaked out. The girls were gone and he
could hear distant moans from various classrooms. The thing was
spreading fast. This was fourth period, so if Carrie Ann was alright,
she would be in room 329. He walked at full alert towards the
classroom, trying to avoid any human contact. He arrived at the class
with no difficulty.
***
Kristie Ann sensed someone approaching. It was that John guy. She found
a small feeling by Carrie Ann and explored it. Yes, she grew very wet
at the mere thought of him. Her babies were swimming with delight. He
would be her new fuckmate. Kristie Ann pushed her lover off of her and
began to withdraw her ample features into Carrie Ann's. She enjoyed
Carrie Ann's form though and decided that would be John's form when he
became her fuckmate.
***
John threw open the door to find Carrie Ann fighting off a classroom of
Kristies. He grabbed her and pulled her through the door. She hugged
him and pecked him on the cheek.
"Thank God John. I woke up from this dream I was having and all my
friends had become those things. Was that Kristie Holleron?" Terror ran
deep in Carrie Ann's brown eyes.
"Looks like it. Come on, we gotta get outta here. We'll make a run for
another town and get some help. And without you, the coach'll probably
forfeit the game tonight and this won't spread."
"No, John, I think the coach is already one of these, that's the only
way it could've spread through the teachers, if one of the girls did it
to her. Or there's some molesting teacher out there. But how'd it go
around me? I'm always around those girls, they could've gotten me at
any time. John, let's hide somewhere and then figure this out." John
nodded and they snuck back to his closet.
"I narrowly escaped myself, but why didn't they get you when you were
so easy a target?"
"I don't know. Unless...unless I'm immune. Or maybe I am one of them
and just don't know it. Maybe I'm what started all of this." Carrie Ann
began sobbing. John grabbed her and she laid her head on his shoulder.
"No, that's not possible. You're just so high profile they probably
didn't want to get you until they knew no one would care." Carrie Ann
grinned, the tears drying from her blue eyes. She let her form start to
flow out.
"You think so?"
"Yeah, of course. And you probably can't be one of them anyways, you're
too good a person." This made Carrie Ann smile even more. He had no
idea.
"Thank you John." John felt something push against his chest.
"Hey, Carrie Ann, you don't have to squeeze so close." John ran his
hand through Carrie Ann's hair only to find it filled with blonde
streaks. He gasped and pushed Carrie Ann away to face a half way turned
Carrie Ann.
"Sweet, perfect Carrie Ann. After that car got me I knew I couldn't
just die. And I thought about the girl that made me sickest and decided
to take her. So what do you think of your precious, little, perfect
angel now?" Kristie Ann didn't let herself emerge full, keeping Carrie
Ann's face. She stuck her finger inside her vagina and then pulled it
out and stuck it in her mouth. She squealed with delight. "So
delicious. I love her vaginal juices. Mine have a little bit better
taste to others, but she really does have an exquisite taste. Oh, I'm
such a slut!"
"No, please no." John sat in the corner staring at Kristie Ann. Kristie
Ann smiled as she allowed herself to change fully.
"Just a little more time. I'm making a special one for you. I can't
just let dear sweet, and I do mean sweet, Carrie Ann disappear now can
I?" Kristie Ann massaged her breasts and stomach through the stretched
remnants of Carrie Ann's clothes.
"Carrie Ann? Are you in there?"
"That won't do you any good Johnny boy. Me and Carrie Ann are one of a
kind now. Granted, I have to remove a bit of myself from her to get the
nice innocent girl you knew, but we're one now and she's quite happy as
me. And yum does she have such a great sex drive. Oh, what's this?
Carrie Ann's hungry for you. Want to oblige? I can take her form if you
wish."
"No, no, no. This isn't happening! I gotta get outta here!" John leapt
to his feet and ran for the door. Kristie Ann grabbed him and dragged
him down. His hand caught her shirt and removed it as he hit the
ground. She giggled and she brought his head to her tits and rubbed him
between them.
"Oh, this feels so good John. And oh yes! It's ready!" Kristie Ann
inserted John's fist into her vagina and he felt the juices swimming
around his hand. Kristie Ann moaned with pleasure, working the new
thing into existence. But then something hit her. She ripped his fist
out and pushed him away.
"John, run. I can't let this happen to you. It feels sooo good John,
but it's wrong. You've gotta get rid of me. She's inside me, I'm the
key to making everyone okay again." John looked into Kristie Ann's
brown eyes. She was fighting back urges and John knew what he decided
to do had to be quick.
"Carrie Ann, I can't. Not you, you don't deserve to die."
"I know, but it's the only way. Please, before I give into the slut
again." She moaned, her hand now uncontrollably working her vagina.
"She's trying to seduce me back in. I 'm giving in John. Kill me. Use
that machete. Do it please!"
John grabbed the machete and stared at Carrie Ann.
"I'm sorry."
***
A lonely janitor who had just awoken from a strange dream walked into
his broom closet to find a young man passed out on the ground with a
machete in his hands. He kicked the young man and the boy's eyes
flickered open.
"What're you doing in here? And what's this mess beside you?" John
looked over and saw a puddle of a clear liquid setting on the floor. He
got up and handed the machete to the janitor.
"It's nothing sir. I'm sorry." And with that he dashed off.
***
John found that everyone remembered some bad dream, but nothing more. A
few questions circulated about Carl, but some just shrugged it off as
none of their business. Kristie and Carrie Ann seemed to be gone for
good and for John that was bittersweet. As for the game, it had been
postponed due to an illness that had swept through the high school.
John found himself thinking deeply about Carrie Ann on the walk on.
What had he chosen? It was all black after he picked up the machete.
The craziness seemed to have knocked a lot out of him. Then John
noticed something weird. He had walked to Carrie Ann's house. He tried
to turn away, but couldn't. Something knocked the wind out of him and
he went to his knees.
John moaned as his waist shrunk away, the bulk going to the small
mounds on his chest or to his now growing buttocks. Brown locks spilled
down his back as it arched, jutting his new breasts out for the world
to see. John felt his penis withdraw into him as its female equivalent
formed. John felt his face burning and then shift. Carrie Ann's perfect
face emerged a few moments afterwards. She moaned with delight as her
breasts finished and her perfect ass took its rightful form.
Carrie Ann climbed up from the ground and smiled, feeling her body
over. She felt Kristie as warm as ever deep within her, building up for
the next transformation. And she giggled as she remembered what had
happened. John hadn't been able to kill her. And everything was too
crazy to spread Kristie even farther. So when she started listening to
Kristie again everything seemed so clear. She birthed her new self and
then while she took possession of this silly boy, Kristie Ann slipped
away to spread it to another town. The new Carrie Ann would take over
this boy's body and remain here to spread Kristie again. Carrie Ann
felt Kristie shudder inside and knew she'd be experiencing her first
transformation into that blonde beauty very soon. This was going to be
fun.
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