The sun spilled gently through the small blinds that covered the window in Tiffany's bedroom. It was warm and soothing, indicating that summer was finally upon her. She looked at the clock and saw that she only had a half an hour before she had to pick up Jen. Her experiment was really messing with her head. Since she exposed Jen, any time she was around the woman she would feel her mind going fuzzy, and oddly she found herself growing more aroused and attracted to the woman. There had to be some pheromones that she was emitting or something that was causing her to react that way. When Tiffany went to the lab last night, she couldn't find Diana anywhere. Most of the mice that were once caged in their quarters of the lab were missing. She left Diana well over twenty voicemails, not including the hundreds of texts and chat messages. The second sample tube was still located in the freezer when she arrived, but Tiffany was too afraid to open the stopper for fear of what exposing herself further to the bacteria could do. What if it worked like spores, and if you inhaled them they could duplicate on your lungs and cause bad reactions?
Tiffany took a deep breath. The night before she slept terribly and didn't want to drive herself insane. She was alone in everything right now. Diana had gone missing, Jen was causing her to go mad in a different way than before... she had no one else to turn to. She took a deep breath and decided to get ready for the day and act like everything was fine. When she was finished with her daily shower and routine she climbed into her car. It still smelled of Jen. The scent was intoxicating and sent shivers up her spine. She took a deep breath enjoying the smell and started her car. The drive over was far less confusing than the night before. Jen was starting to lose regular mental functions. It was extremely similar to Emily the mouse. Diana had said that Emily was unable to complete a maze, but was still functioning with normal faculties. Perhaps driving on streets was similar to a maze for mice. Jen was still functioning, but on a much lower performance than before. There were still no signs of an altered sexual organ on her body though, which meant that the bacteria could just inhibit brain functions. Perhaps she wouldn't get in trouble over any of this after all.
She arrived at Jen's place and climbed out of the car. She rang the doorbell and waited for what seemed like forever. The door opened gently and Tiffany felt her mouth open in shock and surprise. Jen was wearing her usual pant suit, but the clothing seemed to be tighter around her hips and bust, much more so than normal. Her breasts were at least a healthy 'D' cup, and her hips flared out beautifully. Her waist was thinner and the smell that erupted into her nostrils could only be attributed as a pheromone that was induced by the bacteria. Her hair was a very light brown, bordering on blonde. It looked like she went to the salon the night before and had her hair completely redone. She was beautiful. Tiffany stepped back and Jen walked gracefully to the car in silence. Her hips swayed intoxicatingly and Tiffany found herself trying to pry her eyes away from the woman. She was proud and extremely full of herself. Jen really did deserve to be infected didn't she?
Tiffany sat down in the car and started it up, Jen's stared idly out the window from the passenger seat in silence. The rest of the drive was horrible for Tiffany. Jen's perfumes, or whatever it was, made Tiffany edgy and uncomfortably warm. Every time she forgot about it or grew used to it, another wave of the stuff would hit her nose and send her into another minute or two of fitful arousement. Eventually they arrived at the parking garage and Jen turned to look at Tiffany for the first time since she arrived at her house.
"Like thanks for the ride." Jen said tilting her head and giving Tiffany a big smile. That was extremely strange to Tiffany. Jen was actually smiling and thanking her... and it almost sounded like she was imitating a valley girl. Jen climbed out the car, her skirt pressed tightly against her ass. From what Tiffany could tell either Jen wasn't wearing any underpants, or she was wearing an extremely sheer thong. She shook from the sudden wave of pleasure that surged through her. Was that because of the smell or was that from the bacteria she had inhaled while mixing up Jen's concoction? She climbed out of the car and followed Jen to the elevator. Jen pressed her hand on the doors to make sure they didn't close on Tiffany. She was actually showing kindness.
"Thank you." Tiffany muttered as she stepped in. Jen stared at the panel and put a finger to her lips. Did she forget which floor we work on? Tiffany reached over and pushed the button. When she was retracting from her reach, her arm brushed against the stretched fabric across Jen's breasts. Goose bumps prickled along her arm making the hair on her neck stand on end. Jen let out a soft breath that made Tiffany feel even more aroused than before. She quickly pulled her arm back to her side and straightened the pleats in her skirt. When they arrived at the floor Jen walked away briskly to her office. She quickly closed the door and was gone. Tiffany shook her head and made her way to her cubicle. The rest of the day followed the same as yesterday. Jen didn't leave her office once. She remained silent and ominous. Tiffany was able to finish each contract assigned to her section right after they got a call. The rest of the week was the same. Tiffany was unable to get a hold of Diana and stopped by the lab, unencumbered from the usual Jen fits. It was actually extremely nice to have her schedule without a horrible boss floating around and talking to her over her shoulder about everything she did wrong and how she was going to get fired.
The next week went the same as well. Tiffany tried to talk to Jen a few times, but the woman didn't seem to want to talk. Tiffany was unsure if she even left her office at night anymore. The woman didn't stink or anything, but she seemed rooted to her chair day in and day out. Her hair showed signs of lighter blonde, but that was the most that Tiffany could make out that changed on the other woman. Nothing was different, accept that she was blonde now and sat in her office quiet as a humming bird. Eventually her logs on Jen's progress began to look rather empty. There were a few logs of the conversation she had with Jen, but nothing of significant value. Diana still hadn't returned her calls, and Tiffany even called to HR and they said that she requested some time off for a while. Emily the mouse was missing, and Tiffany assumed that either Diana took the mouse with her in fear of the experiment getting discovered, or she had Diana killed to put the creature out of its misery.
Tiffany walked into the now happier work space. Many of her co-workers hadn't seemed to mind the changes from Jen. They called her 'the new blonde Jen' and always made her seem to be the nicest person in the world. Tiffany hadn't gotten more than two or three coherent sentences from the woman since she gave her the ride to work last week. Since tomorrow was Saturday, Tiffany decided that she would get up the courage to speak to Jen, and try to be a bit more forward with her. Maybe she could collect more data from the experiment that seemed to be falling apart. Whatever was going on Tiffany wanted a more direct answer.
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Jen walked around the pool in her normal meditation. It roiled happily in the sunshine. She had visited the place oping to get a sign from Mimi or Jenni. Both of the women hadn't appeared since they had that small escapade. How long ago did she have sex with Jenni? She felt like it was an eternity. She had come back to the pool after Tiffany drove her back to work, and didn't leave it accept to talk to someone to let them know that she was still in her office. They always seemed surprised to see her, but she didn't quite understand why. She was only in there for a few hours walking around the pool asking for Jenni or Mimi. She dipped her hand in the pool again and took a sip of the other woman's seed left behind. It was still warm and sweet to the taste. She loved it so much, but it wasn't the same as drinking from Mimi's breasts or sucking on Jenni's cock. She frowned at the ground and sat down in one of the sun chairs. The uncomfortable twinge that normally made her shift from side to side seemed to have gone as well. That was really strange how last night she was growing uncomfortable around Tiffany. She frowned even further. Tiffany rejected sleeping over at her place. Maybe if she got a ride home today she could convince her to stay.
"Where are you Jenni? I like totally miss you... I want to fuck you..." Jen said to the sky. She had been asking for the girl day after day, hour after hour. She was alone. She was so alone...
"Jen." A familiar voice said. It was odd to her though. It seemed distant. She stood up and looked around hoping to see Jenni or even Mimi, "Jen?" The voice echoed around her. She looked around the plaza
