Sharon quickly walked out of the toilet, leaving the nice man behind. Once outside she halted and looked down at the steady stream coming from her pussy. The feeling of pee splashing on her legs as she walked out of the bathroom was horrible. She spread her legs wide and tried to walk like that. After almost falling down twice she decided that this wasn't worth, in addition it wasn't really effective at keeping her legs dry as she still felt drops splashing on herself. Leaving a trail of urine she hurried through the deserted building. The lights were off and all desks were empty, she had never seen it this empty. A cold shiver ran through her body.
With her legs spread apart she called the elevator. Tapping her foot she waited impatiently for the the elevator to arrive. A change of sound in the tapping caused her to look down. There was an ever growing wet stain on the carpet below her. She also noticed that her expensive shoes were soaked. "Damn it." she whispered.
Finally the elevator signalled it's arrival with a loud bing. The doors slid open and a strong smell of sex escaped from the elevator and hit her, Sharon mind flashed to the nights she had spent with her husbands only to come crashing back to reality as the doors fully opened. She had never seen anything like it. Two transformed humans were entangled. One was a large erect penis from the waste up. It's legs were decidedly feminine, but a large scrotum hang in front of her legs and down to her knees. It's tip was leaking precum and it was struggling against many smalled dicks that had ensared it.
The smaller dicks belonged to the other "person". He or she had mutated into a mansized vagina. Instead of pubes, dotted around the large quivering labia were many smaller tentacle like penisses. Most of which had ensnared the penisperson. The labia spread open and just for a moment Sharon felt her pee stop as she gasped. Hidden behind the folds and placed where the clitoris would normally be she saw a vaguely familiar face. It was grinning a hungry smile. The lips closed again and the penisperson was pulled in closer.
The elevatordoors slid shut in front of Sharon. She turned and ran to the stairs.
She burst through the doors into the parking garage. She bend over to catch her breath and looked around. Most of the cars had left, she'd bet that the only cars that were left were her own and people who couldn't drive anymore.
She started walking to her car, the only sound in the garage were her footsteps and the splashing of her pee on the concrete. She stopped walking, listening.
"Is anyone there? Help!"
She heard a feminine voice call out. She kept walking to her car, she couldn't stop now. She needed to check home.
"Please, help!" The voice sounded again, it was on the verge of tears.
Sharon stopped walking. The only sound for a while were the please from the girl and her pee. Her mind flashed back to the relief she had felt when someone came talking to her when she was stuck on the toilet. She realised she hadn't asked the man's name, but she needed to do what he did. "Damn." She cursed herself.
"Hello, where are you?" Sharon yelled.
"Oh thank god! Help, I'm near the bicycle rack and I can't move."
"Hold on, I'm coming." Sharon crossed the garage in large steps and arrived at the bicycle rack. Noone was there. "I can't see you, where are you?"
"I'm between the bikes."
Sharon took another few steps before freezing in place. "I think I see you? Are you..."
Between the other bicycles was one bike that was flesh colored. Placed where normally the back light was was now a vagina. Sharon came closer. The seat was two hands spread open. She noticed that breasts were placed nipple up on the pedals. Nestled in the center of the handlebar was a head with long hair.
"Are you this?" She touched the bike, it felt warm to touch.
"Yes." The girl broke down crying.
"Hold on, let me get you out of there." Sharon grabbed the handlebar, carefull not to splash on the girl.
She pulled the bikegirl back and stood in front of her. Her feet had taken the place of the standard. Plastic had grown over her eyes, but otherwise her face was normal. Sharon recognised her, she was one of the interns.
"Why..are you..peeing?" She asked between sobs.
"I can't stop. But let's focus on you." Sharon started to crouch in front of her to see eye to eye, but stopped as more urine started to splash on her feet. "What is you name and is there anyone I can call for you?"
"I'm Jacky. Please, my phone is in my purse."
Sharon looked around and spotted the purse near where she had found the girl.
"What happened? I was just about to go home, I grabbed my bike and suddenly I turned into this!" Jacky asked while Sharon was going through her purse.
"I don't know. Everyone has been transformed. I'm on my way home to check the situation there. What is the unlock code?"
"13254. Call my mom."
Sharon called but there was no answer, next on her list she called her father who did pick up.
"Jacky, are you okay?" came the masculine voice from the other side.
"Hello, this is Sharon. I am here with your daughter. She has been transformed and needs you to pick her up."
"Jacky is transformed? Is she okay?" The man asked.
"Yes, but she can't move. She's at her internship."
"Okay, tell her I'm coming as soon as I am done with her mothers diapers." Sharon blinked at the pleural. Diapers weren't going to help her she realised. She looked at Jacky.
"Your father is on his was as soon as he can. Here, I'll leave your phone here maybe if someone calls you can pick up with your toes." She put the phone near her foot.
"Thank you Sharon."
Sharon quickly went to her car, still feeling a little guilt at leaving a girl behind helpless like that. She opened the car and hesitated. She looked at the puddle forming underneath her and she looked at the carpeting and the leather seats in her car. She sighed. "No choice."
She sat down and squirmed as she could feel the seat filling up. She left the garage.
