Pandemic: The Libido Virus

The bunker was surprisingly comfortable if a bit outdated in style. The Secretary of the Interior wondered how much had been spent yearly to keep the emergency shelter as comfortable as possible. Dozens of staff whirled around, slowly breathing life into the dormant facility. He could feel the hum of a very large generator somewhere beneath him. Most of his attention remained on a bowl of candies sitting on the coffee table. Hours before, a team of men with earpieces burst into a conference room and half walked, half carried him into an evacuation helicopter. They put him in a fighter jet in the middle of a fully mobilized war effort. After several hours, they landed in the mountains, and a new team of secret service immediately escorted him into a large, hidden silo where other government officials milled about in mild panic. The descent into the mountain took twenty minutes before they reached the door, a huge vault somehow carved into the mountain itself. A nuclear blast would barely scratch it even if it were on the surface. He doubted they would know if the world ended from this depth. Claustrophobia overcame a few of them as the door sealed itself. It felt very likely that none of them would ever see daylight again.

Yet, here on a coffee table in this bizarre place, someone had placed a fresh bowl of candies. The Secretary popped another in his mouth and resumed watching the flurry of activity.

“Mr. Secretary,” a young woman said. Unlike the pristine surroundings, the human element showed signs of wear. Many had not slept in several days. “They’re gathering in the conference room.”

He stood and smoothed out his suit. “And where would that be?” he asked politely.

“Right this way, sir,” she said.

He mused on the word, “sir.” They all still looked at him with respect and reverence. He was an appointed official of a rapidly collapsing government. Those things were taking over the country, and they still thought the process mattered.

They entered a room filled with the rest of the Cabinet and a variety of staffers. People scrambled to find seats around the large conference table. The Secretary was directed to his. As everyone settled in, the President entered, and they all stood up.

“Please be seated,” he said in a grave voice. “As this is the first time we’ve all been together since this began, I want to take a moment and thank everyone here for their hard work and professionalism in the past few hours. I know this has been a difficult time for all of us. While we are here and safe, we all have friends and family who are still out there in the world. But let us be clear, our first responsibility is to this nation as a whole, not to individuals. We face a grim reality before us. We have an invading army that is almost impervious to harm. For each of us that falls, another swells their ranks. We are surrounded on all sides, and we have no reinforcements coming. Before us is the monumental task of assembling a broken people into a fighting front against an army that seeks not our lives, but our very souls.”

The men and women in the room shifted in their seats as the President took a long sip of water.

“Ronald, could you brief us on the current list of cities,” he said, gesturing to the Homeland Security Secretary.

The normally robust man was ghastly pale. He stood up and moved over to a screen which flickered to life as one of his staffers fiddled with a computer. A map appeared showing cities and a variety of numbers. Ronald spoke in a hoarse voice, “Seven cities are completely gone. New York, Boston, Chicago, Memphis, Atlanta, Dallas, and Washington D.C. In addition to this, the outlying areas are overrun. We cannot safely quarantine any zone as it has spread too quickly. Cities in the West, Las Vegas, Los Angeles, any of these along the Western seaboard are also facing high levels of infection, but they were able to act on them quickly. They’re more or less stable in their quarantine zones. We have lost contact with the CDC headquarters, but we have other facilities doing research as well, and we’re hoping to re-establish comms with the Atlanta facility soon. Nationwide, we’re looking at a 40% infection rate. That’s not the real problem though.”

“Well, what is?” said one of the other Cabinet members.

The Secretary of Interior spoke up, “Mike, the head of FEMA is here with us. Mike why don’t you tell them what’s going on.”

One of the younger men, at forty-five, stood up and cleared his throat. “While the infection is the catalyst for what’s going on, the real problem we’re facing is a human element. Infrastructure has collapsed rapidly due to multiple key positions being compromised. The entire Eastern seaboard is without electricity. All commerce has stopped. Fresh water, short term food, everything that made life normal for people has been interrupted. Looting and crime rates have skyrocketed as people have started fighting for their survival. We’re not seeing this outside of the major urban areas, but the mass exodus of people is causing problems in itself. Today’s high in South Carolina was 97. People are leaving their homes and heading West with no shelter, no food, and no water. Behind them is a plague of Biblical proportions. While that threat is growing, the immediate damage is coming from the human population.”

The President spoke up, “Thank you Mike. I am inclined to agree. Our current focus is to set up action plans where we can provide aid to refugees and also preserve the safety of those in the path of retreat. To this end, we’re going to establish large shelter centers within the safe zones you see there on the map. We’re going to dedicate our resources to these areas and then expand outward from there once we know how to better address the current threat.”

The President nervously shifted some papers in front of him. “Now, as to that threat. You’re all going to be receiving full briefing packets on what we know, but, um, during the evacuation we obtained some footage. We’re calling them Queens since they appear to be of a hive mind, and we managed to get this video of one of them. I want everyone to see this so that we understand just what kind of abomination we are facing. I’m going to go to my office now and get to work. After all of you have seen this, you’re all to go to your offices and start getting this country back together.” Without another word, he stood up and left the room, a small entourage following in his wake.

The screen flickered, and a video appeared. The first thing they saw was a room not dissimilar to the one they were in. The camera adjusted to view a large window in the wall which looked into an operating room. A patient laid on a gurney, restrained in both leather straps and chains wrapped around the whole of the body. Indistinct voices could be heard in the background as doctors and nurses moved around inside the operating room. All of them were in full protective suits as they worked. The camera moved again, raising up so that it could look down into the room, and the audience was able to see the patient’s face for the first time.

“My god. Is that the First Lady?” someone said.

They all recognized her, though she looked much different than the last time they had seen her. The grey in her hair had turned a vibrant red. The distinguished lines of age had smoothed away, and her eyes were no longer the cloudy shade of blue they had been her whole life, but a dark shade of green that seemed to glow with anticipation as she watched the doctors move around her.

Whoever was operating the video scrolled it forward by twenty minutes and let it play again. The doctors were preparing to administer some type of drug. Everyone watching saw the mistake. A nurse let her hand linger a moment too long near the First Lady’s hand. In a startling display of speed and strength, the creature freed enough of her wrist to grab hold of the young woman and wrench off the her glove and half her sleeve.

The nurse collapsed instantly. One doctor made a break for the door. Another slammed a button, and the intercom clicked on, “CONTAINMENT BREACH! SEAL OFF OPERATION ONE.” Metal blast doors rolled down, sealing inside the six staff with the First Lady. One doctor went to sedate the exposed nurse, but the potency of the pheromones in the room was strong enough to sway her mind immediately. Grabbing a scalpel, she sliced open the suit of a doctor coming towards her before the changes overtook her. Falling forward, she ripped her way out of her suit, leaving it behind her like a discarded cocoon. The small shorts and t-shirt she had on beneath ripped at the seams as her body changed from a mousy young lady into a buxom sex goddess.

The four remaining humans in the room prepared to fend off any attack, but the sight of the moist, quivering goddess was too much for one of the doctors. Willingly, he took off his own helmet and breathed in deeply. Before the others could react, he set upon them with a new ferocity, pulling and clawing at their protective garments until all of them had been exposed.

The Cabinet watched with grim fascination as these men and women slowly morphed into the corrupted creatures that now plagued the world. The transformed nurse wasted no time in moving over to the volunteering doctor, dropping on her hands and knees and fishing out his cock. A frenzy of lust overwhelmed the changing man as he shoved his cock down the throat of the young girl, her tits wobbling back and forth as he fucked her mouth. The poison in his veins continued to work, doubling muscle and lengthening bone, turning him into a gargantuan monstrosity. As his changes completed, he pulled his now nine inch cock free of the wanton slut’s mouth and sprayed his load all over her. Immediately, she crawled over to the next available cock, stuffing it inside of her eager cunt.

The Alpha flexed his new muscles and turned his attention to the gurney. He took a grip of the chains and pulled. The links broke apart like they were made of paper. The First Lady spread her arms to break apart the leather straps that held her.

“Oh, Sarah,” came a voice on the video from behind the camera. The President stepped into frame and up to the glass.

Sarah freed herself from all remaining bonds and clothing, stepping onto the operating room floor completely naked. Her once fifty year old body had become a lithe twenty two. Her small breasts had grown to obscene proportions and her ass obscenely wobbled up and down, taunting all the men watching. Even separated by time and space, the effect of watching a Queen was distinct. Every man in the room nervously hid an erection as they watched the former First Lady grab hold of the Alpha’s throbbing member and pull him over to her. With her face toward the camera, she got on her hands and knees, guiding the Alpha behind her. Luridly, she stuck her ass up in the air as her massive tits squashed on the ground before her. With an eager grin, the Alpha pushed inside of her and began fucking the President’s transformed wife as he watched.

The Queen seemed to know she had an audience. The other rutting couples in the room positioned themselves for the benefit of the camera. Soon, cum was blasting into the corrupt pussies as the manhood of the lesser beings in the room faded away. The male doctors were already sporting B cups and long blonde hair by the time the Alpha’s first load coated the inside of the First Lady. Satisfied with the performance of her new mate, Sarah stood up and walked towards the window, the monster’s cum dribbling down her thighs. She looked directly at the camera, raised a fist, and slammed it into the glass with a loud bang.

Immediately, the President was swept out of frame. The Alpha moved over to the window and smashed his muscled bulk into it, causing splinters to appear in the glass. The video shut off.

The Chief of Staff stood up, “And that is what we’re fighting against. Let’s get to work.”

The RV rattled to a stop. With a wheeze, the engine shut off. “That’s it,” Phillip said.

Anna walked into the driver’s cabin and sat down in the passenger’s seat. “Where’s the next gas station?”

Phillip pulled out an old road map. “God, what I wouldn’t give for an Internet connection. Takes fifteen minutes to figure out where the fuck you are on this thing.”

Anna looked up at the sky. “It’ll be dark soon.”

Phillip slammed the map down. “Fuck. Well, we knew this would happen eventually. We can stay here for tonight and head out on foot in the morning. I don’t think we should stay on the road though. You saw those cars a few miles back.”

“What about the house?” Anna said, quietly.

Phillip sighed, “We talked about this.”

“Yes, and I think we should talk about it again,” she insisted.

“How often has a sign that says ‘safe haven’ been a good thing during the apocalypse? Whoever is at that place has probably been waiting for the world to go to shit so they could start chaining people up in their basement and eating them one piece at a time.”

“Look at our other options,” Anna said. “We’re stuck in the middle of nowhere. We have no food and very little water. The road isn’t safe. The woods aren’t safe. No matter what we do or where we go, we’re going to be in danger. At this point, it’s no worse to walk into it open armed. Maybe they’re not murderers or thieves or whatever. Maybe it’s just normal people who saw the world going to hell and tried to help.”

“Did you see other people? If it’s so safe there why weren’t people waving us in with big smiles on their faces? Why did it look like the Bates Hotel sitting in the middle of an overgrown field.”

Anna crossed her arms. “I don’t know. But I think we should go find out. We check, if it seems wrong, we leave. No harm. What else is there to do? It could be another fifty miles before anything else, and we won’t make it that far.”

Phillip thought for a moment. He slowly folded the map and watched the road in front of him for any signs of life. “Ok, fine. We’ll try. Get your gear. Only the necessities. If it turns out to be safe, we can come back for some of the other supplies.”

—

By the time they reached the farmhouse, the sun had set. A large pale moon guided them through the fields leading towards the black silhouette of the house. Both of them were hyper aware of every snapping twig and every odd flutter of wind. When the house was a hundred yards away, Phillip stopped and crouched down into the tall grass. Anna moved to speak, but he held a finger up to her lips and pointed toward the house.

A bit apart from the house was a barn. From that structure a person emerged carrying a lantern. The two travelers watched the light and the shadow carrying it cross the yard. The figure moved with a labored gait. The light entered the house and vanished. Phillip thought it odd for a moment that the light should so quickly disappear behind what should be windows, but then he saw small slivers of light, barely noticeable. The occupants had blacked out the windows in some fashion. He couldn’t decide if this was a good sign or not.

Anna shuffled restlessly beside him. They met each other’s gaze, and she held out her hands to mime “well?!”

He gestured for her to follow and moved parallel to the house towards a fence that jutted up against a copse of trees. “Here,” he whispered, climbing into the middle of wooded area. “This was probably for cattle to have shade. It’ll keep us out of sight at least.”

“Ok, fine,” Anna said, grimacing slightly as she sunk down onto the hard soil. “Now what?”

“Now we wait until morning,” Phillip said. “Whoever that was will be less dangerous in the daylight than in the dark. They’ve blacked out the windows, so they know people are out roaming, and they probably don’t want people barging in at night. Here, take this blanket. Get some sleep if you can, I’ll keep watch.”

Anna rolled her eyes. She thought he was being overly cautious. They had only heard stories of the horrible things happening, but they hadn’t seen anything. Suspicion and paranoia were the driving forces in the world since the outbreak. One of the trees had a gnarled root that more or less worked as a cradle. She placed the blanket over the area and settled in with her pack as a pillow. For a long while she watched the dark shadow of her boyfriend as he scanned the field for any sign of movement. She worried about the forest behind them, but her worries turned into restless dreams.

—

Phillip fell asleep. He didn’t realize how tired he had been and by the time he noticed the waves of sleep creeping over him, it was too late to stop it. A low coughing noise woke him up. Instantly, all the aches and pains of the previous day’s walk and a night sleeping while sitting up came rushing back to him. His eyes fluttered open to see a woman standing about ten yards away from him with a shotgun pointed at his head. He quickly grabbed Anna’s foot and shook, causing her to stir slowly from slumber.

“Who are you and what do you want?” the woman asked. She was in her fifties and wore soiled blue jeans and an old flannel shirt. Her eyes were covered by sunglasses and a wide brimmed hat, but Phillip doubted that would greatly affect her accuracy with the gun.

He cleared his throat, “We saw your sign.”

“Then why are you slinking around by a tree next to my property?” she growled.

“We didn’t want to disturb you at night. We thought it might alarm you..” he said, feeling quite foolish.

The woman didn’t waver at all. “Do have any weapons? Don’t lie to me, I’ll know.”

Phillip shook his head, “Just...just knives.”

“Stand up,” she ordered. Anna followed Phillip’s lead as he stood and moved out of the trees. They dropped their knives on the ground and stood while keeping their hands up. “Got names?” the woman asked.

“My name is Phillip. This is my girlfriend Anna. We were traveling in an RV, but we ran out of gas.”

The woman held up her hand, “Don’t answer questions that weren’t asked.” For a long time, she held them at gunpoint while they stared back at her, trying to read some expression behind the glasses. Finally, she lowered the gun. “My name is Elaine. Come on with me. But remember, I’ve been using this exact shotgun since I was nine years old. No funny business. Grab your gear.”

Phillip and Anna let out long sighs of relief. Finally something was going their way. They all remained silent as they went up to the farmhouse and went inside. Elaine led them into the kitchen and ordered them to sit down at the table. A wonderful smell permeated the room as they took their seats. Elaine kept her eye on them as she placed the gun down in a corner and set about working in the kitchen.

“You two are the first I’ve seen in weeks,” she said. “Don’t know what I expected being out here all alone, but it was starting to wear on me. Like I was the only soul left on the earth. Here, eat.” She put down two plates of hot biscuits and fried pork chops. “Glad to have company. Been having to cook everything in the freezer since the power went down. Don’t even have a dog to feed it to.”

It was the first hot food they’d had in days. Phillip voraciously started clearing his plate. Anna smiled politely at Elaine as she attempted to eat like a civilized person. “So you haven’t had any other visitors?”

Elaine snorted, “Not since the radio went out. Early on, neighbors were making the rounds to check on people. Back when it was all rumors and hearsay. More and more though, people stopped. Said it wasn’t safe. Then it was cause of the gas problem. Nearest neighbor is twenty miles away. No way of getting there without a car. Ed Mason had a horse or two, but we haven’t seen him at all.”

“We?” Anna asked, curious.

Elaine laughed, “Hell, I’ve started thinking of the cows as people. It’s been so long.”

Anna smiled. Elaine was quickly relaxing to their presence. Something about it bothered Anna, it all seemed too easy and too quick. Phillip was too engrossed in the food to notice. “So you don’t have any family?”

Elaine sat down beside them, “My husband died twenty years ago. Stomach cancer. I never remarried. We had a son, but he’s lost now. Just like so many others. I pray every night that this will end, and all those lost souls will be found.” Elaine watched them eat for a while. “You two must be exhausted. Electricity is out, but I still have running water and a gas powered heater. How long has it been since your last hot shower?” Come on then, follow me.”

She took Anna to a bedroom on the first floor and showed her the bathroom. The shower hissed on and steam began to fill the room. Elaine laid out some clothes that were “hers when she was younger” and told Anna to put her dirty laundry out for washing. Then she took Phillip upstairs and let him into the guest bedroom, also providing some old clothes of her husbands. In their respective showers, they stepped into the streams of hot water and felt all their worries wash away.

Phillip walked into the kitchen looking for Elaine. He heard the shower still running in the master bath and figured it would take a bit longer for Anna to wash her hair and whatnot. Spying Elaine in the yard, he went out to speak with her. “Anything I can help with?”

“Oh,” Elaine said, somewhat surprised by him. “Sorry, I’m not too used to having other people around me. Might be a little jumpy. Is Anna still in the bath?”

“Yeah, she’s always taken long showers.”

“Well, better not use up all my hot water. Say, I could use some help down in the barn if you don’t mind. If you two are going to be staying long, you’re going to have to learn to pull your weight. No time like the present to start learning.”

Phillip followed her down to the barn. She stopped at the door and rummaged in her pockets for a while before producing a key. “Why have you padlocked the barn?”

Elaine shrugged, “Strange folk about in the world. Don’t need them stealing my livestock. More importantly, don’t need the livestock wandering off in the middle of the night.” The padlock opened with a click, and she swung the door open just wide enough to pass through. “Go on in,” she said.

He stepped inside. He expected the smell of manure or of old farm equipment, but instead he smelled something warm and pleasant, like brownies baking. The inside of the barn was dark and it took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the light. The barn door swung closed behind him and he heard the click of the padlock.

“Have fun with the cows,” Elaine said, her voice growing fainter as she walked away.

Phillip turned to look into the dimly lit barn. Thin beams of sunlight filtered through the slats in the roof. Panicking, he scanned for a weak spot where he could escape, but saw nothing. He heard movement and saw two pairs of green eyes.

The two naked women moved towards him. He wanted to run, or scream, or something, but they were the most beautiful creatures he had ever seen and they were perfectly identical. Each of them had auburn hair that fell perfectly around their shoulders. Massive tits protruded out from their petite frame, somehow defying gravity with their roundness and perkiness. Tiny waists bulged into hourglass hips that supported the kind of ass that Phillip had spent hours drooling over on porn sites. They walked with a swaying motion that mesmerized him, and he felt only the throbbing of his rock hard cock.

Within moments they were touching him, undressing him as they covered his body in light kisses. Their tongues trailed up his neck until they nibbled at his ears, a hot gust of breath sending shivers down his body. One of the creatures pulled down his pants, freeing his aching dick. Two hands slid down his stomach and lightly took hold of his shaft, stroking up and down as they continued to explore his body.

He tried to think of Anna or of escape, but he had never experiences any feeling so amazing in his life. One of the girls crawled on top of him as he fell to the barn floor. Her sopping pussy slid along the length of his cock as she writhed against his body. The other girl turned his head and pushed her tit into his mouth. He began to suck at the nipple, swirling his tongue around the tiny nub, pleased to see that the woman enjoyed it. Moving his hand over, he was able to slide between her legs and find her lips. They slipped apart as he pushed his middle finger into her burning hot canal as the other woman raised up and lowered herself slowly onto his cock.

Phillip’s mind was awash with hormones and lust. The feeling of the woman on top of him was unreal. Her cunt massaged his cock, teasing out his cum as she rode him. The other woman urged on her companion as she let Phillip play with her tits. In only a few minutes, Phillip’s cock surged with cum. He let his hand slip out of the other girl’s pussy and grabbed hold of the luscious ass on top of him as the woman bounced up and down on his spurting dick. She let it slip out of her and slap against her pussy as another jet of cum splattered on her flat stomach. The other girl dove for his cock, licking it clean as the her friend joined in.

A new sensation came over Phillip. He could feel a strange bubbling sensation moving across his chest. The plague, he remembered. A sense of humored ambivalence washed over him. They’d tried so hard to get away, and in the end, he’d walked right into the barn. His masculinity evaporated with every little spurt of cum. The girls bathed his cock in their agile tongues while pulling at his balls. He knew he should stop them, but it felt too good. He watched as his chest started to swell with new tit flesh and sighed in contentment. He thought of Anna and wished he could tell her that he’d been right. It was a trap.

—

Anna woke up. After her shower, she had fallen asleep in the bedroom. For the briefest of moments, she’d felt like her old self, the Anna who worried about what to wear each day or whether or not her boss was sexist. Waking up alone in the strange house brought back the fear too quickly. She wanted to find Phillip. Wearing the yellow sun dress that Elaine had provided for her, she went to the kitchen.

“Oh, you’re up,” Elaine said, cheerfully. “My that dress looks good on you.”

Anna smiled. “Yes, it is a bit modern though. How long have you had it?”

Elaine shrugged, “Oh, you know how things were. Styles come and go. You saw kids back in the 2000s with bell bottoms on. Would you like some lunch?”

Anna looked around the kitchen, “Where’s Phillip?”

“He’s down in the barn. I put him to work milking the cows. Seems that he has a knack for it and everything.” Anna moved to the door. “Hang on, I’ll go with you.” Elaine wiped off her hands and led the way out of the house.

Rather than head towards the doors closest to the house, Elaine headed over to the side of the barn. Anna asked, “What’s the padlock for?”

Elaine replied, “Oh, that goes into the pens. Had to lock it up so people wouldn’t let the cows out, you know. Can’t be too careful these days.” She opened a side door and walked inside, beckoning for Anna to follow. “Phillip? Anna’s come down to see you.”

Anna walked forward into the dimly lit barn. She felt a push and fell forward into the barn, landing on a pile of hay. Elaine shuffled out of the door and slammed it shut with an audible click. “What the fuck? Phillip? What’s going on?!” As Anna struggled with the door, she heard a clinking noise. Another door opened in the loft, and Elaine walked in. “Elaine! What the fuck is this?”

“Oh, I’m sorry I had to push you, sweetie,” the woman said as she walked over to a machine panel. “The last girl tried to run, and I wound up hurtin her. Well, it worked out alright in the end, but I don’t like hurtin people.”

“What are you going to do to me?” Anna said meekly. “Where’s Phillip?”

“Your friend is safe. He’s a little different now in that he’s got boobs bigger than yours, but I think he’s perfectly happy. This virus is a strange thing. He must have been weak. I think that’s what happens to the weak ones. They get turned into these little sluts. Not my boy though. My boy is strong, just like his father.” Elaine pushed a button, and Anna heard a loud click as a gate swung open at the far end of the barn.

Elaine looked down from the loft. “I think he’s going to like you. My son, Connor, he seemed to enjoy the last girl who wore that dress. Try not to let him rip it if you can. Oh, and try not to resist too much at first. You won’t want to after a minute or so, and there’s no point in getting frightened.”

“You bitch!” Anna screamed. “I’ll fucking murder you!”

“Now, now, that’s no way to talk to your boyfriend’s mother. They’re going to figure this out, and then I’ll have a cure that all of you can take. You’ll all be back to normal. But this way you’ll sort of sleep through it. I want my boy to be happy. Connor! I brought you a new friend to play with!”

Anna heard a movement from behind the gate. She could see a figure moving in the shadows. “Who’s there?”

“You kids have fun now!” Elaine said as she left through the loft door.

Anna backed up against wall furthest from the gate. Her eyes scanned the room for some kind of weapon, but her ears perked up at a sound coming from behind her. She pressed an eye to a hole in the wall and gazed into the adjoining room. Three beautiful women were writhing together on the ground. One was pinned between the other two with a girl riding her face and the other girl eating her out. Anna pulled back in shock at the sight. “Oh, god...no.”

She sensed him before she saw him. A wave of euphoria washed over her, and her fear evaporated. Turning around, she saw an Alpha for the first time. Connor was eight feet tall and pure muscle. His hulking mass hunched slightly as he towered over her. She knew that the virus did this to some men, but she’d never seen one. Her eyes went immediately to his crotch, and she gasped. A thick cock, at least twelve inches long grew to attention as she watched. A desire to hold it seized her.

Connor reached out and placed his heavy hand on her shoulder. His giant fingers very gently rubbed the fabric of the dress between them. Anna looked at his large green eyes, and she thought he looked sad. “No Queen,” she said aloud. “You’re all in some kind of funk without a Queen.” She let Connor slowly pull off the dress, surprised by his delicacy. Standing before him in her underwear and bra, she felt no shame. He grunted at her as she reached behind her to undo the clasp, her breasts fell into view. Oddly, she felt inadequate, her tits needed to be bigger so he could paw them and suck on them.

She pulled down her underwear and stood demurely before him, waiting to see how he would react. His hand moved to his massive erection and started to stroke up and down. As he masturbated in front of her, a large glob of precum oozed out from the tip of his cock. Anna grew wetter watching him. Her breasts felt like they were swelling, and her mouth salivated as she watched him jerk off. Unable to stand it, she dove forward and licked the glob of precum. The taste was sweet, nothing like Phillip’s, and the effect was immediate.

She tried to take his girth into her mouth, but couldn’t fit it. Instead she started licking all around the head of his cock, eager to make him happy. Wrapping both hands around his rod, she started jerking him off. The pulse of his heart could be felt in his dick, and it was getting faster. Fascinated, she watched his huge balls contract as his orgasm neared. The first gout moved up his cock in time with her hand. It spurted out and splashed onto her face. She aimed the next wave onto her tits as she pushed him down onto the ground with her other hand. Anna needed this inside of her. His cock continued to surge with cum. It splashed against her bare pussy lips as she maneuvered on top of him. Positioning herself over his cock, she pushed down with all her might and slid easily onto his entire length. They both let out a long groan of pleasure.

Anna wiggled slightly, enjoying the feeling of his sticky balls being pressed against her ass crack. His cock was twelve inches inside of her, but she it didn’t hurt. Her body had adapted to accept this monster, and why not, she thought. The last waves of his orgasm subsided as he adjusted to the feeling of a Anna’s still tight pussy. The realization came over him that he could safely fuck his newest playmate, and he wasted no time.

Picking her up, he spun her over and pressed her down onto all fours. Positioning himself at her pussy lips, he pushed forward gently at first, and after meeting no resistance, bottomed out inside of her. Anna screamed in pleasure. Connor began fucking her earnestly. The other transformed women had come to watch their Alpha conquer his newest bride. Anna reveled in the feeling of his thick cock sawing into her as her body exploded into orgasm, her pussy clenching at every inch of his length. She knew he would soon be exploding inside of her again, then maybe she could go play with the other girls. She was sure they’d enjoy her new body as well.

—

Elaine hummed as she hung up the yellow dress to dry in the sun. Movement caught her attention, a car on the road. The vehicle slowed to a stop near her drive. Several moments passed, then the car finally turned and started up toward the house. Elaine smiled.