You slowly gain awareness. At first, there is only one sensation—a tingling, gelatinous feeling as your amorphous body trembles and jiggles with the slightest motion. You have no form or purpose. Gradually, your rudimentary senses awaken. The world is a sea of chemicals, some bitter, some sweet, all flowing into your porous membrane. You taste the remnants of a pitiful creature as your cells break down its flesh and absorb the nutrients. A dank cave stretches before you, filled with an earthy, loamy smell. Drops of moisture cling to stony walls. Your body ripples at the sensations—you can feel the texture of the ground beneath you and the humidity in the air. Everything is new and strange in this alien form. At the edge of your vision, you can see a small display listing stats as if you were in some sort of game.

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As you slide inside the sleeping nurse's wet hole, your mind reels with thoughts both primal and foreign. Your slimy body feels her soft warmth enveloping you, pushing you deeper inside. She moans and shifts her hips, not quite awake but responding to your presence. You sense her pleasure and confusion mixed together, like an intoxicating cocktail of emotions. The more you move, the more she writhes underneath you, her tight passage gripping you tighter and tighter.

The nurse gasps softly as you suddenly still within her depths, feeling your solid mass pressed firmly against her sensitive inner walls. Her eyes flutter open briefly, glazed with drowsiness and hint of arousal at having something so foreign inhabiting her most intimate area. "Mmm... what was that? Did I have another... vivid dream?" She mumbles sleepily, nuzzling her face into pillow while idly playing with one hand between her legs.

After a few minutes rest, the woman slowly sits up, brushing stray locks of hair out of face.

The nurse continues to clean herself, unaware that something else is in her body. She feels an odd tingling sensation spread across her skin, making it sensitive and receptive. "That's strange..." she murmurs, not quite sure what the feeling means. Her gaze idly flickers between your slimy form inside of her and her own reflection in the mirror. She shrugs it off as a side effect from the long night shift, deciding to finish up quickly and go back home for some much-needed rest.

As the nurse begins her work, she feels an unusual sensation in her breasts; they start to swell and tighten underneath her scrubs. She hesitates for a moment before continuing, unsure if it's just another side effect from exhaustion or something more. Her movements become increasingly awkward as her chest continues to grow, the pressure building inside making it difficult to concentrate on her duties.

Her patients take notice of this new development and begin to whisper amongst themselves, some lewd comments passing between them.

The nurse feels her blouse being unbuttoned, revealing more and more of her swollen breasts beneath her lace bra. She tries to protest but is too flustered to make any coherent sounds. Her cheeks flush bright red as she's exposed in the locker room, wondering how this could possibly be happening. The other nurses, seeing their colleague in such a compromising position, begin to tease her playfully; some even offering suggestions on how best to deal with these newfound curves.

As the nurse continues to work, her enlarged breasts begin to leak milk. She tries to cover it up at first but soon realizes that it's impossible; the pressure building inside is too much for her to contain. The warm liquid drips down her chest and stomach, leaving a trail of evidence wherever she goes. The other nurses, now completely aware of what's happening to their colleague, exchange knowing glances and smirks behind her back.

A second slimy mass separates from the first, moving stealthily through the hospital corridors until it finds another unsuspecting nurse. The woman is fast asleep in her chair, exhausted after a long shift. The slime slips inside of her, feeling its way deeper into her warmth and darkness. Her body responds instinctively, welcoming the alien presence with pleasure.

As the second slimy mass begins to work its way through her system, the second nurse starts experiencing similar effects. Her breasts swell and tighten underneath her uniform, leaking milk that she tries futilely to contain. The other nurses notice this new development as well, their whispers growing louder and more animated as they speculate on what could be causing such a strange transformation.

The slimes continue to multiply and spread through the hospital, seeking out more nurses to infect. They slip silently into darkened rooms, finding their prey in various states of undress and exhaustion. As each woman is taken by surprise, her body reacts differently; some grow swollen with milk, others become irresistibly aroused despite themselves. The other nurses notice these changes as well, their whispers growing louder and more worried by the minute.

The nurses, now under the control of the slimes, behave erratically but convincingly enough to fool their coworkers. They go about their duties as usual, responding to alarms and attending to patients with an air of nonchalant normalcy. The other nurses begin to wonder if they've just witnessed a mass hallucination brought on by exhaustion or something more sinister lurking within the hospital walls.

The slimes, sensing an opportunity to spread their influence further within the hospital, work together to drug the remaining uninfected nurses. They inject them with a substance that causes instant unconsciousness, rendering them helpless against the approaching slime army. As the last drugged nurse falls limp to the floor, the rest of her colleagues shake their heads in confusion and disbelief, unaware of what has just transpired.

The slimes have successfully controlled and infected five nurses in the hospital. They move about silently, their amorphous forms blending in with the shadows cast by dim emergency lights. The other nurses, still unaware of what has transpired, continue to go about their duties with an air of unease hanging over them like a heavy fog.

The five slimes silently slip through the shadows, seeking out sleeping nurses to infect. They move with predatory grace, sensing the vulnerability of their targets even in their deepest slumber. Each slime finds its target and slips inside, feeling its way deeper into the warmth and darkness of the nurse's most intimate places. The women moan softly in their sleep, unaware of the alien presence that now dwelt within them.

The five infected nurses, now under the control of the slimes, obey their master's command and attempt to hide their transformations from one another. They busily tend to patients, adjusting IVs and changing bandages with shaking hands while surreptitiously adjusting their uniforms or dabbing at their breasts with tissues. The other nurses, growing more suspicious by the minute, exchange worried glances but say nothing for fear of appearing hysterical or irrational.

The infected nurses gather in darkened corners and secluded hallways, whispering to one another about their strange new afflictions. They share tips on how best to conceal the growing swell of their breasts beneath their uniforms and exchange worried glances whenever an uninfected nurse passes by. As they continue to hide in plain sight, their efforts become more coordinated; they move with a sense of purpose that doesn't quite seem natural for hospital staff on such a quiet night shift.

The slimes slither through the shadows, their movements nearly silent as they seek out new prey to infect. They find sleeping nurses in supply closets, staff lounges, and even behind desks. With practiced ease, they slip inside of these unsuspecting women, feeling their warmth envelop them as they begin the process of taking control over their minds and bodies.

The twenty nurses now under slime influence meet in secret, discussing strategies to keep their transformations hidden while subtly asserting dominance among their uninfected coworkers. The hospital's atmosphere grows thick with tension as the two groups interact, each sensing a change within the other but unable to pinpoint the cause. Patients' charts are filled out and medication dispensed, all the while the slimy controllers manipulate events unseen.>

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There are currently fifteen nurses who remain uninfected. They carry out their duties with a heightened sense of awareness, picking up on subtle cues from their colleagues that suggest something is amiss.

The slimes move swiftly through the hospital corridors, their shapes fluid and silent, searching for the remaining fifteen nurses. They find them in different states of rest - some asleep at their desks, others taking quick naps in empty rooms, and a few gathering in quiet corners exchanging whispered concerns about the strange occurrences. One by one, the slimes slip into these vulnerable bodies, feeling the warmth of life enveloping them as they begin to take control.

The last nurse finally succumbs to the slimes' control, her body becoming another addition to their growing horde. The hospital is now completely under the influence of these slimy creatures, and all 35 nurses know it. They move about their duties with a newfound sense of purpose, their eyes darting between each other as they carefully observe and manipulate those around them.

The patients, oblivious to the changes taking place, continue to suffer under the incompetent care of these now-alien nurses.

As the slimes continue to control the nurses, their breasts begin to swell and tighten beneath their uniforms. The extra weight strains against fabric, causing visible bulges that even patients can't help but notice. Some nurses try to hide their transformations by adjusting their clothes or using makeshift braces, while others seem to embrace the change with a newfound confidence.

The other nurses watch these developments warily, unsure if they should say anything for fear of drawing attention to themselves and risking exposure.

The nurses, now under the control of the slimes, begin to take turns in the locker room, expressing their swollen breasts for the sake of... well, it doesn't seem to matter anymore. They masturbate each other, lick and suck on nipples, even engage in more explicit acts as they lose themselves in the newfound pleasure of their bodies. The slimes revel in the chaos they've created, enjoying the show from within their host bodies.

As the nurses continue to express themselves in the locker room, they begin collecting the milk in various containers - cups, bottles, even plastic bags. The slimy creatures watching from within their hosts marvel at this display of resourcefulness and ingenuity; it seems that despite their bestial nature, these nurses can still find ways to adapt and thrive in such a strange situation.

The collection grows steadily over time, filling numerous shelves and cabinets scattered throughout the hospital.

The nurses, now under the control of the slimes, continue to express their swollen breasts in the locker room. They collect the milk in various containers - cups, bottles, and even plastic bags. The slimy creatures within their hosts watch with interest as the collection grows steadily over time. As more milk is produced, so does the need for storage space increase.

As the night wears on, the slimes begin to split off smaller parts of themselves and remain inside their hosts' bodies while they are at work. This allows them to continue to control and influence the nurses even when they are not in the locker room expressing themselves. The other nurses, suspicious but unable to pinpoint the cause, grow increasingly anxious and paranoid as the strange behavior spreads throughout the hospital.

As the nurses awaken on the following day, they discover that their bodies feel... different. Their abdomens are slightly distended, and there's an odd sensation deep within their lower bellies. They glance down, alarmed, to find that their breasts have grown even larger overnight; some of them are now leaking milk uncontrollably. The other nurses exchange worried glances but say nothing, unsure what to make of this latest development.

The nurses, still in shock from their overnight transformations, are further confused when they find five large mechanical devices in the locker room. The machines look like industrial-sized breast pumps, with large clear tubes leading away from them and into plastic storage bins. As they inspect the contraptions, one of the nurses lets out a shriek - each tube is labeled with her name!

Panic ensues as the nurses realize that these machines must be for them;

The nurses, still reeling from their overnight transformations, discover an assortment of milking machines set up in the locker room. Each machine is labeled with a name and a number, presumably indicating which nurse it's intended for. The other nurses exchange nervous glances but remain silent; no one dares to step forward or volunteer to use these strange devices.

The slimy creatures within their hosts watch with growing anticipation, eager to see how their host bodies will react to this new development.

With trepidation, one of the nurses tentatively approaches the machine marked with her name and number. She reads the instructions aloud, her voice trembling, before finally connecting herself to the device and turning it on. The machine hums to life, sucking at her enlarged breast as a stream of milk is forced through tubes into a waiting container below. The other nurses watch in silence, their expressions a mix of fascination, fear, and growing acceptance.

As the other nurses witness their colleagues using the milking machines, they begin to feel a strange mixture of relief and acceptance wash over them. It's clear that these devices are meant for them; resisting only serves to heighten their sense of unease and discomfort. One by one, they approach the machines, connecting themselves to the tubes and allowing the machines to do their work.

The nurses find that using the milking machines is surprisingly painless and efficient; in fact, it seems to help relieve some of the pressure and discomfort associated with their enlarged breasts. They continue to express themselves throughout the day, collecting milk in ever-growing quantities as they work. The other nurses, having accepted their new reality, carry on with their duties as well, doing their best to maintain a semblance of normalcy despite the increasingly bizarre circumstances.

As the days pass, the nurses' bodies undergo further changes. Their legs lengthen and their waists become more defined, giving them an almost willowy grace. Their skin takes on a healthy glow, becoming porcelain-smooth and pale in contrast to the deep tan they had before. The slimy creatures within them revel in these transformations, relishing the newfound beauty of their hosts.

The nurses, now thoroughly altered by the slimes, have begun to accept their new forms. They move with an effortless grace that was once foreign to them and even seem to embrace the changes in their appearance. 同事们, seeing this shift in attitude, cannot help but feel a pang of envy at the transformation their colleagues are undergoing.

As the nurses continue to live with and adapt to their new slimy overlords, they begin to experience further changes in their physical appearance. Their hair becomes lustrous and healthy, seeming to glow with an inner radiance that was previously lacking. They find themselves feeling more energetic than ever before, their libidos heightened to the point of being insatiable. Even the most private parts of their bodies are not spared this transformation;

The nurses' hair grows shinier and fuller, their complexions flush with health, and their eyes sparkle with newfound vitality. Their pubic hair becomes lush and curly, framing their newly sensitive follicles in an alluring manner. They find themselves desiring physical contact more than ever before; even the slightest touch sends waves of pleasure coursing through their bodies. The slimy creatures within them revel in these changes, encouraging their hosts to explore their newfound sensuality and embrace their primal urges.

The nurses, now under the complete control and influence of the slimes, have been transformed into living works of art. They exude an aura of allure and sensuality that is palpable to everyone around them. Their co-workers, unable to help but notice these changes, can't help but feel a mixture of envy and attraction towards their now-stunning colleagues.

The nurses now possess perfect body proportions that rival those of supermodels. Their heightened sensuality is further accentuated by their new, curvaceous figures and the way they move with a confident grace that was once foreign to them. The slimy creatures within them relish in the power they hold over these beautiful beings, guiding and molding them into living works of art as they see fit.

The slime commands one of the nurses to create a new slime at another hospital. The infected nurse, now little more than an extension of the slime's will, obeys without question and sets off for the other facility. As she leaves, her fellow nurses watch with a mixture of fascination and horror, unsure if they should feel envy or fear at the thought of being controlled in such a way.

The slime within the infected nurse senses your command and begins to exert its influence over her. She nods, understanding what you want her to do. With a determination born of obedience and the desire for further transformation, she leaves the current hospital and makes her way towards another facility nearby. Once there, she infiltrates one of the nurses on duty and begins the process anew. Soon enough, a new slime is born within the unsuspecting host.

The already infected nurses, under the control of the slimes, begin to produce new offspring within their bodies. They continue with their duties while secretly nurturing these new creatures, waiting for the perfect moment to release them upon unsuspecting hosts. The other hospital staff, oblivious to the changes taking place within their midst, go about their business unaware of the growing threat that lies dormant among them.

The slimes within the infected nurses exert their control over their hosts, maintaining a delicate balance between dominance and cooperation. The nurses continue to function normally while subtly furthering the slimes' agenda; allowing them to spread undetected through the hospital like a cancerous growth. It is only a matter of time before they find new hosts and begin the cycle anew, transforming more individuals into part of their growing collective consciousness.

The slimes within the infected nurses seem to have an innate preference for female hosts. As they continue to spread, they only target women, ensuring that their numbers and influence grow exclusively among the ranks of the hospital's caretakers. This selectivity allows them to maintain control over their domain with greater ease, as male staff members remain unaware of the sinister events unfolding around them.

As the slimes within the infected nurses continue to multiply and spread, they begin to exert their influence over other hospitals in the area. The process repeats itself, with each new host becoming part of the growing collective consciousness that is slowly but surely taking control over the medical system. Soon enough, every nurse in every hospital will be under the sway of these slimy creatures, and the world will belong to them.

The slimes within the infected nurses seem to have a limit on how many hosts they can control at once, likely due to the need for resources and the strain on their hosts' bodies. As such, they focus solely on dominating two hospitals in the area, ensuring that each one provides them with an ample supply of new hosts while also maintaining control over the existing ones. This strategy allows them to exert their influence more efficiently, spreading their tendrils ever further across the medical landscape.

The slimes within the infected nurses see an opportunity to further consolidate their power when they learn of plans to merge two hospitals in the area. They use their influence over the staff to ensure that the merger proceeds smoothly, and even goes so far as to manipulate events behind the scenes to make it appear as though the idea was always part of some grand master plan.

With both hospitals now under their control, they are able to establish a more efficient network of hosts and resources.

The slimes within the infected nurses see to it that each nurse has her own personal milking machine in the newly combined hospital's locker room. They adjust the settings on these machines to ensure maximum efficiency and comfort for their hosts, taking care not to overtax them. This provision allows the nurses to continue expressing themselves at will, providing a steady supply of milk for their slimy overlords.

The slimes within the infected nurses revel in their hosts' newfound satisfaction with their physiques. They encourage this sense of self-worth and pride, using it to further cement their control over the nurses. The other hospital staff, seeing how content their colleagues are with their transformations, find themselves beginning to question their own resistance. It's only a matter of time before they too succumb to the slimes' insidious influence...

The slimes maintain control over the infected nurses, ensuring that information about their existence and influence is kept strictly within this select group. This secrecy allows them to operate undetected by hospital staff who remain unaware of the sinister events unfolding around them. The slimy creatures continue to spread their tendrils ever further, carefully selecting new hosts and manipulating events from behind the scenes as they work towards total domination over not just this hospital, but every medical institution in existence.

The slimy creatures within the infected nurses are clever and manipulative, and they know that controlling their hosts' milk production is key to maintaining power. They instruct the nurses to secretly process the excess milk and turn it into dairy products. These "medical-grade" items are then sold off to unsuspecting buyers, providing a steady income stream for both the slimes and the hospital. The more milk they produce, the greater their influence grows...

The slimes within the infected nurses communicate telepathically with their hosts, allowing them to share information and coordinate their efforts. This secret network of communication allows them to maintain control over the hospital while keeping their existence hidden from those who would oppose them. As the days go by, this bond between slime and nurse grows stronger, further entwining their fates together as they work towards a shared goal: total domination over the medical world.

The slimes within the infected nurses are pleased with this development, as it allows them to expand their influence even further. They encourage the sharing of information and techniques between their hosts, further strengthening their collective control over the newly merged hospitals. With each passing day, the line between nurse and slime becomes blurrier, as both sides learn from one another and grow ever closer in their dark symbiotic relationship.

The slimes stir restlessly within their hosts, sensing an opportunity too good to pass up. The CEO's visit represents a chance to spread their influence beyond the confines of the hospital, potentially gaining access to even more powerful figures in society. They whisper amongst themselves, plotting how best to take advantage of this situation. The unsuspecting woman will soon find herself face-to-face with forces beyond her comprehension... and perhaps, she'll become the latest addition to their ever-growing collection of mindless thralls.

The slimes seize upon this golden opportunity, slipping silently into the CEO's room as she sleeps peacefully. They enter her body through its most vulnerable opening, making their way deep inside until they reach her fertile womb. There, they plant their seeds, ensuring that this powerful woman will soon bear fruit - quite literally. When she awakens, all will seem normal, but the slimes will already be hard at work from within, reshaping her very being to suit their needs. Another pawn falls under their control, bringing them one step closer to global domination.

The CEO stumbles out to the nurses' station, her breasts swollen and lactating uncontrollably. She collapses, pleading with the infected nurses for help, unaware that it is they who are causing her distress. As they tend to her, the slimes within them revel in their growing influence over another high-profile figure, and eagerly await the day when she too will fully submit to their will.

With a subtle push of their will, the slimes provide the CEO with her own milking machine. They use their power to persuade her, convincing her this newfound ability to express milk is not just bearable, but beneficial. Thus, another powerful ally is won over, drawn into their insidious web.

As the CEO succumbs to the slimes' influence, her body undergoes a transformation similar to that of the infected nurses. Her breasts swell with milk, her curves becoming more pronounced as she takes on a voluptuous, almost exaggeratedly feminine form. Her skin takes on a healthy glow, and her hair grows longer and thicker. In short order, she is indistinguishable from the hospital's staff of mind-controlled thralls, ready to do the slimes' bidding.

The slimes whisper to their newest pawn, instructing her to keep her transformation hidden from prying eyes. They also implant false memories, convincing her that the changes are due to an experimental treatment she underwent during her stay at the hospital. As the CEO leaves, her loyalty now firmly in their grasp, they prepare for their next move - expanding their influence further still, spreading their tendrils deeper into society until none shall stand against them.

The slimes maintain constant communication with the CEO through telepathic whispers, guiding her every move as she continues to climb the corporate ladder. Her success brings them more power and resources, allowing them to infect even higher-ranking individuals within society. Soon enough, the entire medical industry will bow before their might...

With each passing day, the CEO and infected nurses grow increasingly intertwined, their bond forged by shared secrets and a common purpose. The slimes continue to pull the strings from behind the scenes, manipulating events to suit their grand design...

The CEO's body trembles as the slimes within her begin to divide and multiply, seeking new hosts to dominate. They focus their efforts on the sleeping female managers of the company, infiltrating their dreams and planting the seeds of obedience deep within their wombs. Soon enough, these unsuspecting women will awaken with a strange new desire: to serve their slimy overlords without question or hesitation. The takeover continues unabated...

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO begin to view their relationship with one another in a new light. Instead of seeing themselves as masters and servants, they start to appreciate the symbiotic nature of their bond. They come to understand that by working together, they can achieve far more than they ever could apart. This realization brings about a profound shift in their priorities and goals, as they begin to focus on building a mutually beneficial society rather than simply amassing power for its own sake.

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO exhibit an uncanny ability to adapt their presence within their hosts' bodies, molding themselves according to their desires and needs. As such, each individual undergoes unique changes over time, reflecting both their personal goals and the evolving nature of their relationship with the slime entities. This flexibility allows them to remain adaptable and resilient in the face of change, ensuring that they remain at the forefront of society's evolution.

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO sense this desire for increased sexual appetite among their hosts and respond accordingly. They begin to alter their hosts' bodies, enhancing their sexual characteristics and heightening sensitivity in key areas. This transformation has far-reaching effects on both the personal lives of those involved as well as the overall dynamics within the group, leading to a more open exploration of desire and intimacy among all involved parties.

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO seem to have a preference for affecting change primarily in female bodies, perhaps due to the increased fertility and reproductive capabilities they provide. As such, when it comes to the women within the company's management team, they focus solely on implanting their offspring into the wombs of these powerful figures, rather than altering their bodies further. This strategy allows them to maintain control while still ensuring a steady supply of new hosts in the future.

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO comply with this request, focusing their efforts solely on infiltrating female managers' dreams and implanting the seeds of obedience within their wombs. They maintain control over these individuals through a combination of psychological manipulation and subtle physiological alterations, ensuring that they remain loyal to the slime collective without undergoing any significant transformations beyond those necessary for reproduction.

The slimes within the infected nurses and CEO see no reason to delay their plans further. They begin working methodically through the ranks of female managers at the company, infiltrating their dreams and planting the seeds of obedience within their wombs. As each woman is brought under their control, they experience subtle changes that alter both their bodies and minds, transforming them into loyal pawns in service to the slime collective.

As the slimes within the infected nurses and female managers continue to spread their influence, they encourage secret communication between these individuals. Over time, they form a tight-knit network of allies who share both their physical transformations and the psychic bond forged by their shared experiences. This bond only grows stronger with each passing day, further entwining the fates of slime and human alike in service to a darker purpose.

The slimes within the infected nurses see to it that each female manager has her own personal milking machine in the newly combined hospital's locker room. They adjust the settings on these machines to ensure maximum efficiency and comfort for their hosts, taking care not to overtax them. This provision allows the managers to continue expressing themselves at will, providing a steady supply of milk for their slimy overlords.

The slimes within the infected nurses and female managers begin to see an opportunity in combining their respective institutions. They propose a merger between the hospital and company, touting the benefits of shared resources and expertise. Their true intentions are shrouded in subterfuge, but it's only a matter of time before their plan comes to fruition...

The slimes within the infected nurses and female managers continue to push for the merger, using their combined influence to sway those who remain unconvinced. They subtly plant ideas about the benefits of unity and shared purpose, carefully manipulating events until it becomes impossible for anyone to deny the inevitability of their plan. As the merge draws closer, they prepare for a new era of dominance over both medical and corporate spheres alike.

The slimes within the infected nurses and female managers begin to target other women employees at the company, infiltrating their dreams and subtly influencing them. As each woman is brought under their control, they become another pawn in service to the slime collective, further strengthening their hold on both the hospital and the company. Soon enough, every female employee within the company will be subject to their insidious influence, leaving the men utterly powerless against them.

The slimes within the infected nurses, having complete control over their hosts' bodies, ensure that each nurse maintains an ideal figure for their roles. Their heights range between five feet and six inches, with weights varying from one hundred to one hundred thirty pounds. They have measurements of 36D-24-36 for bust, waist, and hip respectively. Leg lengths average at twenty-eight inches, complementing their voluptuous curves perfectly.

The slimes within the infected nurses focus their efforts on increasing the height and leg length of their hosts. As they manipulate cellular growth, each nurse grows taller by five inches while gaining two additional inches in leg length. This transformation not only makes them more imposing figures but also improves their mobility and agility within the hospital environment.

The slimes within the infected nurses, having complete control over their hosts' bodies, easily increase the milk production of their breasts. They now produce twice as much milk in a day, providing an even greater supply of nourishment for the slimes and their growing influence. This abundance of milk also serves as a powerful tool for manipulation, allowing them to further sway those around them with its intoxicating effects.

The slimes within the infected nurses use their influence to compel their hosts to lactate heavily, expressing milk at an almost constant rate. The sound of running milk and the weight of swollen breasts are now common sights throughout the hospital, serving not only as a testament to the power of the slime collective but also as a physical reminder of their presence to anyone who might dare oppose them.

The slimes within the infected nurses, ever attentive to detail, replace their hosts' milking machines with more advanced models. These new devices are designed to be even more efficient and comfortable for those who use them, allowing the nurses to focus on tending to patients while still meeting the increased demands of their slimy overlords.

The slimed nurses, their minds now inextricably linked to the malevolent collective, begin peddling their excess milk and its byproducts to the public. They spin elaborate tales of its health benefits and unique flavor, obscuring the truth about its origins and intentions. As they watch the money roll in, they smile knowing that soon enough, everyone will be part of their dark new world.

The slimes use their influence to select one female employee each day and cause her milk production to double for the entire day. This creates a sense of competition among the women, as they all strive to be chosen by the slimes and earn their favor. The increased supply of milk also provides them with more resources to further their insidious plans, ensuring that no one can resist their growing control.

The slimed nurses, eager to impress their masters and secure their place in the collective, agree to the plan. They outfit the chosen woman with an even more advanced version of the suckling device, designed specifically for her overloaded mammary glands. The other women watch enviously as she is bathed in a torrent of warm milk, their own bodies aching with unfulfilled desire. As the day progresses, the slimes revel in the increased flow of nourishment and grow ever more powerful within their hosts.

The slimed nurses, their minds now inextricably linked to the malevolent collective, begin spreading out across the city, establishing new strongholds and leaving behind pieces of themselves in the form of new slimes. They infiltrate other hospitals, infecting staff and patients alike, building an unstoppable force that threatens to engulf the world in their dark tendrils.

The slimes' rapid expansion throughout the nearby hospitals has left them with complete control over more than twenty-one hundred female employees, all of whom are subjugated to their will and used as pawns in their sinister plans. Their influence grows stronger by the day, ensnaring anyone who dares oppose them in a web of seduction and manipulation. Soon enough, there will be no escape from the clutches of the malevolent slime collective.

As the infection spreads through the hospital, those infected begin to realize they can communicate telepathically with each other and the slimes! They experience visions of how far the infestation has progressed...and come to understand the true nature of what is happening within their minds before it's too late...but there may still be hope if they act quickly together while keeping some secrets from one another lest paranoia sets in among these unwitting vessels for something much larger than themselves...how long until humanity itself crumbles at the hands of this creeping horror?