CUTIEPOCALYPSE, PART 3 - REIGN OF THE KAWAIIJU (**LOLI**, giantess, breeding, etc)

Story by TesseractParadox

THIS PART IS NOT FINISHED, expect some longer gaps between chapters.  I finished the first four chapters and am pretty dang proud of them, so I wanted to go ahead and share them with you all.  As before, except a lot of the same weird themes, and I'll do my best to tag each chapter individually.  Enjoy and feel free to comment.  

Make sure to read part 1 Birth of Lolizilla

and part 2 Girlgeddon Rising

     The scientists at the facility had thought they had the loli contained completely, and for a time they were almost absolutely correct.  But that was the problem with the strange phenomenon surrounding the mutant girl... whatever was happening to her had to be contained with absolute completion, or a very small problem could turn into a very, very big one very, very quickly…

     A very small problem like the single small egg that had rolled under the loli's bed when she had unknowingly laid it in her sleep the first night her transformation had begun…

     A young agent from the containment facility had been stationed in the house to sweep for residual samples, a job equivalent to being a janitor, if you asked him.  When the mind-controlling pheromones had dissipated to a point that was deemed safe, he no longer had to wear a gas mask, which made the job more comfortable.  Really all he was doing was house sitting, until such time it was decided what would be done with the house, whether the family could move back in or the house was suitable to be resold.  The agent, whose name was Kyle, didn't really care, as he was just supposed to check the rooms for any evidence of further corruption every few hours, and report anything unusual.  

     Equipment and hazard tape still littered various areas of the home, especially the loli's bedroom, bathroom, the living room, and the pool area.  Kyle couldn't help but imagine the lewd scenarios that had played out in those places; he had seen what the girl had become, a giant hypersexual caricature of a person, a slave to her own needs, growing and replicating at rates that should be wholly impossible…

     it was hard to ignore the idea, and something about it was undeniably... appealing to Kyle.  He shook these thoughts from his head as he swept the bedroom for the twelfth time since his arrival, not expecting to find anything out of the ordinary.  Which was why the intense heat signature, in a perfect ellipsoid shape under the bed startled him so.  He quickly looked under the bed to find the large egg, wiggling back and forth with some urgency.  Acting on reflex, he grabbed it, further shocked by how hot the egg was, almost hot enough to burn his hands.  He slid it out from under the bed, not thinking about the pheromones that might affect his mind.  He deposited the shell on the bed as it cracked loudly.  He suddenly jolted, realizing his gas mask was downstairs in the kitchen.  He froze, indecisive, and before he could do anything the egg hatched, and a chirping mostly-nude girl wiggled herself free of the egg, all but pouncing onto him and hugging his leg.  

     His heart melted immediately, the cute newborn peering up at him with shining innocent eyes.  She was tiny, only a couple of feet tall, but he could see that even freshly hatched, she had sexual characteristics, including small breasts and an obvious curvature to her rump and hips.  None of the scientists involved in the containment project could fathom how or why the girls were all born partially clothed, with glasses, panties, and a pair of socks, but here was proof looking right up at Kyle.  

     She actually purred and nuzzled his knee, and Kyle felt a distinct warmth and pressure between her legs as she ground herself into his shin a bit, cooing.  

     He gently extracted his leg from her grip and took a step back.  She crouched, watching him, looking so much like a kitten, even tilting her head in confusion.  she obviously couldn't talk, apparently even their mother who had been human seemed to have limited mental faculties. However human the little creature might have looked, its mind was no more than a newborn animal's 

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