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Click hereIt was originally assumed that two Blooming partners could be anyone around the entire world, in which case it would have been impossible for two Bloomers to ever meet. However, that theory was quickly shot down, as most Blooming adults were eventually able to find their partners among the people around them.
In small towns with scant populations, this was much easier. For massive population centers, in which people blended into the background without even meaning to, things were much more complicated.
Kira and Matt were not meant for each other. They were in the wrong place at the right time, and there was no urge for them to get busy, no clamoring on top of one another. Even if they'd made a conscious effort to try, neither one of them thought it would accomplish anything other than wasting time.
They went their separate ways, not seeing much reason in sticking together. Kira struck out alone, avoiding the massive packs of people she'd seen roaming the school grounds.
The campus had changed dramatically in the several hours that Kira and Shoshana had spent fucking, before Jansen barged in and stole Shoshana from her. Almost everyone was walking around with little to no clothing on, as their assets had grown to nearly comic proportions. For every massive dick, there was a round bubble butt. Formerly tall women shrunk in size, matching the imagined height of their dream mate. Cunts and cocks flowed freely, ready to plant or be planted in, but unable to find their forever home.
Of those who had located their fuckbuddies, they normally chose to retreat to somewhere more private. It didn't even have to be comfortable, with lots of new couples choosing to get down in empty classrooms and lecture halls. The professors and instructors who witnessed these acts had run for their lives, fearful of falling under the influence of whatever had hypnotized their students. Only a few tried to stay and do something, yet they were all futile in their efforts to pull anyone apart.
Everyone's body underwent changes to be more attractive, and therefore easier to spot, to the person whom they would Bloom with. This meant different things to different people: Some girls preferred muscles, others liked beards. Some guys were into long hair, and some cared only for clean-shaven pussies. The transformations began subtly, and often unnoticed by the Bloomer. When Kira's leg hair vanished, as if it had been thoroughly waxed off, she forgot the countless hours she'd spent grooming her lower body. Her experience using such a razor disappeared along with it, unimportant in the face of her growing need.
Matt would find his mate among a flock of biology students, picking each other out of a crowd from across the street. With a running start, the woman of Matt's dreams jumped into his waiting arms, and they connected with a messy kiss. Their moaning lips would stay locked until they had the bright idea to get somewhere more comfortable.
Eventually, they would become desperate in their fervor to Bloom, and thoughts of sex and passion consumed all rational thought. They would be unable to do anything except eat, sleep, fuck, and repeat.
Kira's breasts continued to swell, and her hair shortened significantly, dying itself a hazelnut brown in the process. Instinctively, she arranged her messy locks into two cute pigtails, relishing in the way they bobbed up and down her back. Pigtails came the easiest to her, and she vividly recalled the thrill she felt in her crotch when they were yanked hard.
Hard, like the cock of the person she needed to fuck. She'd been roaming the campus for more than a day, sleeping restlessly under a tree while her pussy ached to be filled. Kira's hands, which normally soothed the electricity within her, couldn't dry the dampness of her pussy. She stuck four fingers deep inside and felt no relief. Newly sharpened nails failed to tickle her cunt walls, the sensation almost reminding her of numbness.
Kira's huge blue eyes stared into the morning sky. Her mind could barely stand the pressure, the ache of longing, as her pheromones screamed to her surroundings in vain, trying to find them! She was sprinting across a grassy park now, running out of time as the clock ticked. Sweat and cum poured out of her dilated pussy, alerting the world that Kira was about to blow.
Such was her fervor that she didn't quite realize she'd rammed right into the stomach of an unaware roamer. Kira tumbled along, her body deeply entwined with that of her victim, until her rolling stopped. Unable to catch her breath, she peered deeply into the eyes of this hapless girl.
They were nude too, her boobs yearning to be groped, and she sported platinum blond hair that was splayed out among the grass. Her skin was slick with sweat, and Kira could hear the girl's heart pounding. Had she just been working out?
No, she had also been running. And Kira realized that this girl was the most gorgeous person she'd ever seen, checking every single box. This person was destined to Bloom with Kira.
The catch was that this girl sported a very large, very real, dick that took the place of where her clit was supposed to be. It stood tall and pointed straight up at the sky. And it was everything Kira had wished it would be.
"What's your name?" Kira whispered, still panting from the exhilaration.
"Blair!" she yelped curtly, also recovering from the head-on collision.
"Where'd the dick come from?" Kira sputtered out. There was no other way for her to beat around the bush.
"Had it a long time. Used to be my clit. Now," she grabbed her dick with her left hand and one of Kira's pigtails with another, "it's a cum fountain."
Looking down, Kira noticed the rings of sperm that lined her erection and hugged her thighs. Blair's hand jerked up and down, vainly attempting to release any amount of tension.
"Have you always been a brunette with pigtails?"
"Yep!"
"What's your name?" A pause, as Blair untangled herself from Kira, preparing for the kill. "It's good to know who I'm about to have the greatest fuck of my life with," Blair cheerfully inquired.
"I'm Kira. And I need you." Kira got a bit more comfortable and slid her legs onto either side of Blair's hips, aiming her leaky cunt above Blair's member.
With a grunt, Blair let out "I need you more!" and shot up into Kira, sealing the deal at the last possible moment. The couple closed the gap between them, sealing their lips closed with a sloppy kiss, and their breasts forcefully collided with each other. Kira's erect nipples pressed into the soft flesh of Blair's orbs, milk beginning to trickle down from her teats.
Kira and Blair ascended into orgasm together, vibrating with the shockwave of love that rattled them both. Blair's dick filled Kira with cum, leaving no room for foreplay. The hours of helplessly masturbating and touching her dick had paid off, as Blair had stored up more than enough sperm to keep Kira happy.
Blair's hands grabbed onto Kira's pigtails and pulled her even closer. Kira's unsteady hands wrapped themselves behind her partner's shoulders. They both held on for dear life.
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On the other side of the park, two people sat on other sides of the same tree. These college students had once been academic champions, at the top of their class. They had resisted the urge to strip naked and find their eternal fuckbuddy, instead trying to cling on to some semblance of sanity.
Now, their hands were crawling their bodies, tending to massive breasts and erections that could not be satisfied. No matter how much they jerked, pulled, kneaded, or sucked, there would be no relief to their plight.
For every hour that they actively rejected their new reality, their minds eroded away even more, not to mention the fact that their bodies had fallen victim to a perverse set of transformations. Finding the elusive orgasm took over their every thought, with unimportant things like intellect and memories being cast to the wind. The only thing their minds were good for was finding a way to fuck.
Her breasts had grown to the size of watermelons, leaking milk onto the grass below. No amount of her pulling or sucking could actually get the milk out of her boobs. And yet, it yearned to be released, a tightness in them fighting to be addressed by her failing brain. The girl's pussy was dilated, beckoning any invader to come forth, but denying her own fingers from doing anything. Her hips, thighs, and ass were molded into the most curvaceous image of a woman that was possible, distributing her weight in all the right places.
The girl, for she'd forgotten her name a long time ago, blankly observed her surroundings. Her pupils had dilated too, seeing none of what was around her, relying on her other senses to feel anything.
The boy had walked off the cover of a sports magazine, muscles rippling through every inch of his physique. No body hair adorned his skin below the neck, allowing his masculinity to be the subject of attention. One hand rested under his ball sack, while the other jerked up and down his cock, expecting an eruption of sperm to occur at any moment. And yet, only precum ever dared to escape, and the blockage within him remained resolute.
Dark eyes looked without seeing out to the school buildings in front of him. Less than six hours ago, he'd been trying to remember the formula for a physics equation he was memorizing for a test. Now, he had no concept of basic mathematics, having forgotten everything irrelevant to the problem in front of him. Sticking out of him.
Dark gray hair marked them both as recusants, unwilling to comply with what their bodies had demanded they do. Now they would pay the price for their refusal, relying only on the kindness of others to feel the slightest form of relief. They would be known as having Wilted.
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Shoshana and Jansen noticed the two struggling and groaning while walking by a few hours later. It was now close to sunset on the third day after almost every student had Bloomed, and lots of new couples were out and about, enjoying their new lives. No one bothered trying to wear clothes, as nothing would fit such massive boobs or erections. There was a shared sense of understanding among the Bloomed that nudity was welcomed and encouraged.
Helicopters flew high above, offering a bird's eye view to the scared and fearful parents at home. No one had dared come back on campus yet, afraid that they'd get assaulted by sex-driven college kids. For now, the Bloomed were alone.
Shoes still fit most of the students, enabling them to travel around campus after their marathon fucking had stopped. Shoshana and Jansen had gone at each other for a few hours, finally falling asleep as the sun rose on Day 2. The couple had spent that day sleeping, cuddling a lot, and resting in each other's presence. Jansen recommended they be a bit more active, and it looked like a lot of other couples had also had the same idea.
They both recognized lots of their friends and peers, all looking extremely different. With a few edge cases, everyone looked exactly like the sexiest and most attractive version of themselves that they could be. Like everyone had walked through a Louis Vuitton car wash.
Jansen knelt by the girl pulling at her huge tits, trying to get her milk out. He didn't know how she'd gotten into this mess, but he was hopeful that he could do something.
She looked into his eyes, but couldn't see Jansen's concerned look. Her hands just kept pulling and twisting, unable to get anything to come out.
He held onto her hands and gently guided them to either side of her thighs. Coming behind her, Jansen reached around her huge assets and began to squeeze as she had, pulsing with his fingers.
Within instants, white jets of milk shot out like water guns, drenching the greenery in front of her. She let out a massive scream, letting the entire world know that she'd finally gotten milk out of her system! The helpless girl continued to moan and mumble, unable to form any sensible words.
She snuggled up to Jansen as his milking continued, quickly draining and shrinking her udders to a much smaller size. His gentle ministrations were like the best massage, working so much stress out of her system. Before long, the dazed girl's breasts finally settled at a soccer ball size, milk barely dripping out at this point. She breathed slowly, savoring in her post-orgasmic haze.
Meanwhile, Shoshana deftly worked the poor boy's footlong dick, giving it space as he ejaculated like a volcano. String after string of his cum freed itself as Shoshana gently caressed his hard member. White cum threatened to soak Shoshana, but she was able to avoid it by sitting behind his impressive frame, positioning him in her lap.
Shoshana could barely reach around the front of him and her own tits to keep up the pace, but this fire hydrant of spunk didn't need much coaxing. He moaned and groaned, his dick actually shrinking in height and girth quite a bit. When the boy's breathing began to slow down, the once inhuman penis had become much smaller and flaccid. It looked like something that a girl would actually be able to enjoy, rather than writing in pain from its raw size.
Their act of charity complete, Shoshana and Jansen left their charges to recover. It wouldn't be long before they'd go through the exact same thing again, but there was now an opportunity for them to make things right before the cycle repeated itself.
Once she was far enough away, Shoshana looked back in the direction of the tree. Milk and cum formed a ring around the tree, signaling to the world what had just happened. But rather than seeing a frustrated and horny girl, Shoshana and Jansen witnessed something breathtaking.
The cock-drunk boy was no longer resting away from them, but had stood up and embraced the cow-girl. He towered over her, his stature and musculature proving who the boss was, and she was but a pixie, literally cowering in his presence. His strong hands lifted her high off the ground, holding her by her butt and back, and planted her on his dick.
Their screams of elation could have been heard from all corners of campus, such was the intensity of their cries. She wrapped her legs around him for support, her arms coiling behind his shoulders to pull him in for a kiss. They were the perfect size for each other, her pussy impaled by his dick and both of their lips locked tightly together.
With their goal realized, the two walked off to find a comfortable bed to fuck in. As they did so, their gray hair brightened in color, turning a brilliant red as they became one of millions to have Bloomed.