"Well, get this batch ready for elimination," one of the techs said as he held up a collection of vials casually.

"Careful with those!" the other said. "I don't want to get sick or anything."

"Don't worry, none of these can infect men," the first explained. "These are all for women."

"What does a film company need a bunch of genetically engineered bugs for?" the second asked as he started packing the vials into a crate, with somewhat less caution than before.

"Heh, you ever wonder why some actors and actresses get typecast?" the man asked his second.

"Because they're very good at one particular role?" the second said shrugging.

"Because they're made good at a particular role," the tech said, he held up one vial. "See these, they're all for B-movie roles. Girls injected with a diluted sample, call it a vitamin shot, will end up with C-cup to D-cup breasts, a fantasy waistline and hips. Inhibitions will loosen and libido will rise. They'll live longer, stay young forever, die at a hundred while looking thirty, won't get sick. It takes weeks normally, but, by the end of the first movie everything's set and they're ready for the next movie."

"Yeah, but that doesn't typecast a person," the second said, holding one of the virus vials curiously.

"Well, let's see here," the first noted. "This one was made with genes from a vampire, makes for great gothy girls and women for supernatural movies. And they'll like the occult for that matter, so not much chance they'll get bored. This one, cowgirls, daisy-dukes, tight jeans, etc. Martial arts...ninja...beach babe....alien...cyber...so on and so on."

"So when one of these gets injected into a girl, she's trapped forever as a cyberpunk babe in a B-movies?" the second noted.

"Depends on the girl or woman," the first said. "There are some minor physical changes, such as the goth-chick's colorations, but really, a girl with a lot of self-control still makes her own decisions. And most have enough self-control to run normal, if eccentric lives."

"What about the girls without a lot self-control?" the second asked.

"Well, that's why we call the B-movie stuff 'slut viruses'," the first said with a smirk.

"So what happens if they don't dilute the viruses?" the second asked.

"Well, first, the physical changes happen within an hour or two instead of weeks," the first said. "And some of the physical changes are more severe, the goth girls get actual fangs and the lips darken and any magical talent they have gets really enhanced. The alien virus concentrated completely changes skin color and starts gaining weird psychic powers...etc. Bisexuality. Stuff that is really hard to explain."

"Wow," the second said.

"And don't think about taking one of these home to try it out on your girlfriend," the first warned.

"Why not?" the second tech asked, carefully putting the vial in his hand back.

"Because apparently this batch has two problems with it given some of the test animals," the first explained. "First, it's contagious. Second, it's congenital, it passes on to the next generation. So, if we spill this, we pretty much let loose something that'll make a new subspecies out of ten percent of the population. And if there are fantasy women all around."

"Then who goes to the movies to see them," the second tech said, nodding. "Got it. So...every actor and actress?"

"Nah, mostly just when they really want to make sure one particualr newbie performs well and stays on for lots of movies," the final tech said.

The conversation finished and the two techs loaded the crate of vials onto the back of a van and closeing the door. As they walked around toward the front of the van, neither noticed as the van door opened slightly.

Then the van was driving out of the parking lot and onto the streets of Japan.

It was when they hit a bump driving through Nerima that the rear door opened completely and the first vials started spilling out. Most just clattered to the ground and shattered, releasing an aerosol cloud of virus that died swiftly without infecting anyone, but more than a few found themselves shattering near people.

One vial shattered at the foot of a red-headed girl in Chinese clothes. Another landed at the door of a okonomiyaki restaurant as the owner swept her porch. A third was crushed under the wheel of a purple haired Chinese girl's bike as she came to a stop. The fourth smacked a brown-haired girl enjoying an ice cream sundae, and caused quite a stir as the fast moving vial badly cut said girl and knocked her unconscious. A fifth fell in front of a girl with blue-black hair as she ran to help the girl that had just been knocked unconscious. A sixth clattered safely to a stop on the road, only to be picked up by a black-haired girl in a Catholic school girl's uniform who opened it curiously and took a breath of it before re-stoppering it.

There were a few others falling here and there, but those six where the ones that stood out the most.

I've started commissioning some pics of the progression of the virus. Each is going to be three stages:

The original uninfected girl

disheveled girl after all physical changes, probably the only one with partial nudity

girl after she's had a chance to do some shopping to fit her new tastes

I'll release another short bit every time I get one of the pictures. Focus will be on innuendo and comedy, probably no outright lemon scenes. Infection is going to be aerosol mostly.

Can only afford two pics right now, so two more updates should come quickly.

Yes, this is pretty much an excuse to put the Nerima females into sexy cosplay costumes.

Virus strains to be used:

Cyber, Wild, Goth, Library/Nerd, Martial Arts, Cowgirl

Kasumi will get infected by one of the first six. (she'll give them a sisterly kiss on the cheek and pick up a new fashion trend)

I'll leave you to guess which strain to which girl.