Feeling sick and bloated, college student Nina leaves class and stumbles down the hall while undergoing strange changes. (FTF harpy girl cap with egg-laying!)

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Story Text:


Nina groaned under her breath, sitting in the back of her college psychology class. She picked at her shorts, pulling them from her sweat-dampened thighs while silently cursing how poorly fitting her clothes had become.

"Miss Jameson, do you need to step out of class?" The teacher asked with an air of concern.

Nina blushed, feeling all eyes on her. "Y-- Yeah... I'm not feeling well," she murmured, gathering her things as she shambled out of class.

As she trudged down the hall, her stomach churned her arms and legs growing itchy while a deep pressure manifested beneath her navel.

"Mmmmgh..." She groaned as her legs spasmed and ached, her jeans and top ripping as her breasts, thighs, and ass expanded beyond her control.

"Do you need help, Miss?" A male professor in the hallways asked, looking at Nina with concern. With her clothes ripping and her continuous grunts, it was obvious something was wrong.

"N-- No! L-- Leave me alone!" She cried as she staggered into the bathroom and leaned over the sink.

With a shrill moan, her legs contorted, her toes fusing and elongating into talons while white, feathery plumage grew up her thighs. Feathers grew over her arms as her hands elongated and contorted, becoming inadequate for human usage.

"W-- What the fuck?" She squealed, staring in the mirror as her torn clothes fell away and white tailfeathers sprouted from above her ass. Before she could question anything further, she had an instinctive urge to bear down. "Ahhhhh!" She purred and moaned, feeling a dense object descend through her vaginal canal.

She wanted to protest and scream in confusion, but could only follow her urge to push. As the hot, steamy egg fell to the floor without cracking, she let out a shrill cry of pure pleasure, her pussy spasming and twitching as she grabbed onto the sink for dear life. Just what the hell was happening to her? Why did it feel so good?

A female professor who had opened the bathroom door slowly backed out and closed it, turning toward a concerned security officer. "Another case of Avian Flu. We have to close the campus." Being the third case this week, it was safe to say there was an epidemic.