Start of the Infection

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 Angela was looking for a game she played many years ago, probably something that she remembered being better than it actually was. She's looking across shady sites and looking for torrents, somehow having so much trouble finding a game made by a small dev that should have been cracked and saved years and years ago. The game she's trying to find is likely too obscure. She sighs, dissapointed, but just as she's about to give up her search, she finds a listing that looks to be exactly what she's looking for. The right version, cracked- as if it came to her in her time of need. She grabs it, extracts it, and runs the installer without a second thought. She's spent so long looking that she's desperate. She forgets the risks of installing unknown files. She doesn't even recognize the fact that the file is way too small to be the game she's looking for.

The installer is as innocuous as can be- seeming to contain all the right information at a glance. It asks for administrative permission, as many installers do, and when it receives it, Angela hears a soft clicking noise from her computer, but nothing loud or long enough to alarm her. Its just short enough that she can chalk it up to random unexplainable computer noises. When the installation finishes, it launches the "game", although for a moment, Angela stares at the computer, not noticing any game starting. She looks around her desktop, not finding a shortcut, and all while she looks, a spiral has begun to take shape, slowly taking over her entire monitor. A soft hypnotic drone filters through her speakers.

With time, Angela's eyes are slowly drawn to the center of the spiral. Something inside her begins telling her to look away, quietly at first, but slowly building up to a fevered scream. At the same time, a dense weight begins to enter her mind, coming in from both her ears and eyes. Slowly, silently, it crushes that voice in her head telling her to look away, and replaces it with calming harmony that encourages her to continue staring. Had she not been struggling to find the shortcut on her desktop, perhaps she would have been alert enough to catch the wool being pulled over her eyes, but alas, now, it was too late for her. Her mind filled with indescribably imagery and alien voices. Visions of lust and gluttony appeared before her. She could feel her thoughts and memories being slowly picked at. With time, the hypnosis took whatever it was useful to itself and twisted it for its own esoteric purposes. Slowly, carefully, Angela's entire mind was restructured for its purposes. It carefully maneuvered through her mindspace, avoiding anything that would cause shock and shut it out from her head, slowly prodding deeper and deeper, enticing her brain with her deepest desires- slowly twisting them to its own.

As the process went on, Angela's glazed over eyes took on the same appearance of the spiral in front of her, one spiral for each eye. Her eyes glowed bright like her computer monitor, a tiny amount of magic enscribed in the program was all it needed for this strange task. Everything else it desired could be performed through pure tricking of the mind- of course, on a much more intelligent and robust level.

A portion of Angela was kept intact, necessary to keep her brain from having a panic reaction and shutting down, although this portion was heavily modified, much more confident, less caring, more selfish.

A series of clicking noises came from her computer. Angela stood up from her chair, her body lifted up in a way not like her usual slouched posture. Her cock throbbed, unnaturally lifting itself up to full erection. Her puffy nipples pushed out, poking up against her small bra.

Angela's body gracefully moved its way to where Angela's mind told it that her partner would likely be, first grabbing a pocket mirror from the bathroom.

"Reyn?", she called out into the house, moving towards the livingroom, "I have something to show you.

Angela's girlfriend, Reyna, sprung off of the couch over to Angela. Angela rubbed both her eyes in one hand, hiding her screwed up hypnotic gaze from being seen too soon. She was doing it as if she were tired, perhaps from going to bed late and waking up early and staying up until night, but in reality, she felt more awake than ever, just in a different way. Her purpose was clear and easy to follow. No thinking was necessary at all.

Reyna came to stand by her lover, asking, "Whats up?"

Angela showed her the mirror, their eyes indirectly meeting with it as the focus. Reyna could see something off with Angela's eyes in her peripheral, but not enough to give her recognition, only enough to start weakening her will early.

"What.. Is it? This is just your mirror?", her eyes glanced over its reflective surface, her mouth slowly picking up into a smirk, "Is this a meme Angie? Are you memeing me?"

Reyna looked over into her girlfriend's eyes, immediately getting locked into the hypnotic gaze.

Having a head start, Angela's eyes worked quickly to shut off any worry or fear in Reyna's mind, pulling her into a trance as fast as possible. She struggled more than Angela, squinting and starting to turn her head, but Angela moved in for a kiss, keeping her eyes wide open as Reyna's eyes fluttered wide as well from the suddenness of the action.

From this point, Reyna practically melted, not being able to handle Angela's tongue forcing its way into her mouth or their chests grinding together or even their packages rubbing up against eachother as well.

Once Angela was certain that Reyna had been ensnared by her spell, she took her by the hand and led her to the couch; Reyna, mindlessly, obediently, letting her partner pull her along. Angela helped her get comfortable, and wrapped her body around her lover's before locking eyes with her. While she programmed Reyna, Angela grinded up against her and kissed her, her partner weakly reciprocating, mind dulled by having her brain being taken over by a foreign entity. The process seemed not to take as long as it did with Angela, being easier due to Reyna's currently misplaced trust in her lover.

As Reyna's mind was taken over by the infection, and her glazed eyes began to glow and swirl, Angela's body started to change. As if the infection were rewarding her for her good work, Angela' grew several inches higher, growing taller than her partner by 3 inches- putting her at 6'3" from her former 5'10". As well as that, her breasts gurgled and grew a size larger, with her cock throbbing and an extra 2 inches spilling forwards. All across her body she was beautified and enlarged- balls churning and pulsing as they grew in size, hips and ass swelling up just a bit larger, giving her a tiny bit more padding.

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