Toni Storm shivered in her bed. She felt terrible. Her body feeling too warm, then too cold, then back to feeling too warm. She felt sick to her stomach. Worse though, she feared the thoughts in her head. Occasionally, thoughts of women, sexual thoughts, flowed into her head. They felt pleasant and made her feel good, but she recoiled from them in horror and tried to think of other things. This only made her feel worse. The lesbian pollen didn't like to be fought. Her condition would only worsen the more she fought it.
Mandy didn't have the best night either. She watched a movie with her boyfriend but it just felt...different. She spent a lot of time fixating on what Sonya was doing. Was she having fun with Nia? Was she laughing at her jokes? Did they get along well? Was she kissing Nia? Sleeping with her? For some reason, the idea of the two sleeping together aroused her. She dismissed any intimate contact with her boyfriend, and now that she didn't find him attractive, she was starting to realize how little they had in common. Maybe she should just dump him. Find a nice girl...
Mandy didn't know why she thought girl. But she didn't mind it. Maybe she should experiment. She had been a bit curious before that night, now she had only gotten more so. Women were hot so why not?
That night she went to bed alone, but she didn't intend that to be the case for long. She was done with her boyfriend, it was time to find someone new.
The IIconics woke up in bed together. Fully clothed, mind, the Lesbian pollen didn't hit them that hard and fast. They just woke up with splitting headaches in their shared apartment.
"God we drank to much." Peyton said.
"Ugh...please don't talk so loud." Billie said.
"W-What happened last night?" Peyton said, slightly quieter.
"I dunno. Drinking I think. Loud music." Billie said.
"Did we end up kissing each other?" Peyton said.
"Yeah...I think...I think we ended up kissing a lot of girls." Billie said.
"Wait...we had a wrestling match last night..." Peyton said.
"Y-yeah...against Bayley and Sasha or whatever." Billie said.
"I think we won that match." Peyton said.
"Yeah. You kneed Sasha's stupid pretty face off." Billie said.
"Then that's why we were drinking and partying. To celebrate." Peyton said.
"Yeah." Billie said.
"Then...why were we kissing so many girls?" Peyton said.
"Cause we were drunk?" Billie said.
"Then why...were we kissing each other?" Peyton asked.
"To-To celebrate? And because we were drunk?" Billie said.
That didn't seem fully right, but it was enough of an answer for her for now.
"Let's get coffee." Peyton said.
"Ok. Ok." Billie said and the two of them slowly got out of bed, prepared themselves a bit, and left to get coffee.
Becky had a late night with lesbian pornography. Which was new to her and both an interesting and arousing experiance. She hadn't really anticipated much for the next day. Just work out, maybe catch a movie or a non-Fed wrestling show. But she got a text, before she could quite manage to haul herself out of bed.
"Hey, this is Naomi. I really wanted to let you know there was no hard feelings between us for the match, at least on my end. So I wanted to invite you to get some coffee and a little breakfast. Would you be interested?" The text read.
Becky read the text several times before replying. She couldn't believe her luck. Was Naomi actually inviting her out for a date? Something about the text made it seem like it. But she was pretty sure Naomi was with someone. A man. Becky frowned, but, whether it was a friendly invitation or a date, Becky had no desire to turn it down. So she sent Naomi a confirmation text and Naomi sent her the address for the meet up.
Asuka was frustrated. It wasn't the fact that she had been exposed on national television. She was a gravure model and a Pro Wrestler, her self consciousness about exposing her body was pretty much nil, though she was still annoyed by it. Especially since she might face a fine for it. It was the fact that Charlotte weaseled her way out again. It was the fact that once again, Charlotte had avoided to lose and kept her title.
She really wanted to hit something.
So it probably wasn't an opportune time for her to run into the Bella twins. The two of them were loitering outside their dressing room while Asuka was coming down the hallway to leave.
"Hey look Brie. It's the loser who got her ass out in front of everyone." Nikki said.
"I guess it's better than getting her ass kicked by Charlotte." Brie replied.
Asuka gave a sadistic smile, she was going to enjoy this.
Asuka went after Nikki first, kicking her and then proceeding to hit her with uppercuts and forearms and blows to the body. Brie tried to intervene but Asuka was able to push her back. Finally, Asuka thrust Nikki straight into the wall, head first. Then she went after Brie, putting her in the Asuka lock til she was on the verge of passing out. Then Asuka left, blowing a kiss as a parting shot.
Asuka felt good but she was still jazzed up and pretty fucking horny. She needed to find someone to have some adult fun with. And tonight she was going for a woman.
Now would be a good time to note that this strain of Lesbian pollen affected Bisexuals differently. While it did increase bisexual female libidos, just like it did for those infected that were already lesbian, it didn't affect their sexuality. Bisexual women retained their heterosexual tendencies, and could also act as carriers.
"What the...fuck. Fucking psycho." Nikki said.
"W-well we did...sorta deserve that." Brie managed to cough out.
"Y-yeah. Your right...it was fair enough." Nikki said.
"Pretty...hot too." Brie said.
"What?" Nikki said.
"Huh? I didn't say anything." Brie said.
"No. You said it was hot didn't you?" Nikki teased.
"Uh...I-" Brie said.
"No your right. For some reason it kinda was." Nikki said.
"You're kinda looking pretty hot too." Brie said. Nikki gave her a look and Brie looked down. Nikki was sorta feeling the same for Brie but that was super-extra-wrong.
"Let's get going." Nikki said, limping to her feet.
"R-Right." Brie said, clutching her neck.
The two had a very awkward ride home ahead for them.