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Infirmary

The trio got to work. Harriett and Chase fully suited up once again, placing an array of sterilized utensils and containers around Bella — if they were gonna do this, it needed to be thorough.

Fur, sweat, blood, saliva…

“Mhmmm… i-is this really necessary, Harri?" Bella moaned as she kneaded her tits once again, drawing out her frothy milk from her bouncy breasts into a clean tube.

Chase fled the scene out of respect for the bat anthro, which left Harriett to acquire the last sample from her lower regions, carefully avoiding the stream pouring out the other teat.

She quickly pulled out a small swab from Bella's sticky, soaking loins. As she placed the swab back in its container, she looked up at the anthro to answer, “absolutely. This way we can gauge the extent of the infection and document the changes…"

But from her position she couldn't see that Bella's milk sample had already begun overflowing from its tube. The bat panicked as she tried to temper her swollen teats' release, but it was a futile endeavor. Soon enough, a white torrent of bat milk splashed down right on top of Harriett's head!

Chase darted back to the girls after hearing the noise. “What's happened?!"

The pair in front of him were frozen in place, still trying to comprehend the accident. After a moment, Harriett stood back up again, whilst white liquid continued running down her orange hazmat.

Bella cupped her claws around her snout as she gasped. “Oh shit! Harriett, I-"

Harriett stuck out her hand, trying to assure her friend there was no issue. Moments had passed, but no sudden changes arose. It seemed the downpour fortunately hadn't gotten through her gear. However, it was clear the close brush with infection had her a little shaken. “T-thank god I was wearing my mask again…"

With all the samples collected, it was time for the fun part — analysis. Bella collected herself as she rested in the infirmary bed whilst the researchers booted up their laboratory equipment. The duo worked quickly and efficiently — Harriett was glad to have someone who knew the technology almost as good as she did. What would've taken hours alone could be done in half the time. It wasn't long till they procured results.

Chase frowned, and turned back to Bella. “Hmm, the data's showing that the supervirus has permanently embedded its genetic material into your genome…"

The bat anthro shot up after hearing the bad news. “Wait wait wait… PERMANENTLY? So, I'm stuck like this?" After the pair nodded, her huge ears drooped down upon the revelation. “How can you tell?"

Harriett continued with her own frustrated look, “we ran an alignment program using your human DNA as the template to make comparisons. But the extent of this DNA modification… I don't think there's any known way to reverse it currently."

Chase tried to cheer her up, “but that doesn't mean a cure is impossible. It's just something that'll need a lot more work on once the Biohazard Squad locks everything down."

This did raise the bat's spirit a little, but she was still confused about something. “When the heck did you guys get my human DNA?"

“Don't you remember the college-wide health study last year?" Said Harriett. “You signed a paper for it. Genome databanking was an important part of the study."

“Oh yeah… so Freedman has your DNA stuff too?"

Harriett nodded, but Chase interjected, “not me, I had to head back home when it all happened."

“It's not all bad news though…" Harriett stated, “your blood sample revealed something very interesting. The levels of sex hormones detected were insanely high, almost 20 times the physiological average! This could be what's responsible for the… nymphomania seen in the infected."

Bella was still lost by Harriett's sciencespeak, “and that's good because…?"

“We may be able to dampen some of the psychological effects of the virus." Chase answered. “Can we test it out?"

She nodded enthusiastically. The urge to chase, pounce and breed was incredibly hard to fight off. Just sitting nearby the two humans pushed her mental faculties to their limit. The last thing Bella would want is to be a liability to Chase and Harriett, or worse… a threat.

Harriett prepared a syringe gun, loading it with a small vial of light-pink liquid serum. After a small nip in her fur-covered shoulder, a small quantity of the hormone-blocker serum was dispensed in Bella, and the group waited a moment to let the treatment take effect.

“How're you feeling now?" Chase asked.

“Holy shit… you two… are geniuses!" Bella exclaimed! “I'm… not horny?! Yeah! I can't feel that urge anymore!"

“Seriously?! It- it worked???!" Harriett was surprised to see such a positive change in their friend.

“Keep your aim on Bella…" Chase ordered.

“Whuh?!"

The sudden demand confused Harriett, but she could tell Chase was dead serious. Despite Bella's miraculous results, she followed the command and aimed.

“C-Chase? What's going on…" the bat anthro asked.

Chase had started removing his hazmat, for the first time since the events at the resistance shelter. Soon enough, he was unprotected right before the infected anthro in front of him. He opened his arms out, as if to present himself before her. “Prove it to me Bella — to us, that you're still you."

Choice prey now stood before the bat — weak, defenseless, vulnerable. Harriett's grip on her gun was shaky at best, if Bella acted fast enough, she could easily pounce at Chase, infect him and take down Harriett for some fun later. A toothy grin grew on the anthro's snout…

“You're not quite my type Chase, I think I'll pass." She replied cheekily.

Harriett relaxed, and Chase's smile returned as he went to put his hazmat back on. “That's good enough for me…"

Their friend had finally returned to them, albeit a little fuzzier than normal. With this, they now had a new weapon to fight back with against the furry infection!

“So, am I good now?" Bella asked.

“The serum should only be a temporary solution, we don't know when your temptations will return — so stay focussed." Said Harriett. She turned back to the lab equipment, “I'll make a few more vials and get some syringe guns, you keep watching her, in case anything changes."

Chase grinned as he looked back at Bella. “So, can you fly with those wings yet?" He asked jokingly.

“Actually, whilst I was in the storeroom, I-"

*BOOM BOOM BOOM*

A loud banging was coming from outside the locked infirmary door.

“CHASE? HARRIETT?? YOU GUYS STILL INSIDE??!" A manly voice cried out.

It was clearly Ty, Chase could see the large guy's orange hazmat through the small hatched window in the door. Immediately, he undid the lock and slid it open…

Two hazmats rushed inside. They quickly peeled off their masks as they gasped and heaved for more oxygen — like they had just spent ages running for their lives. But only Ty and Ginny had returned… where was Sam and Carmen? Did they get separated? Or were they lagging far behind these two? Either way, leaving the infirmary open too long was simply inviting trouble. Chase shut the door and let the pair that made it back cool down.

“You're back!" Harriett exclaimed, but her face quickly turned somber. “Wh- where are the other two?"

Ginny instantly broke down sobbing as she buried her face in her gloved hands. “They're… *hic* …t-they're…"

Ty tried his best to comfort her, but it was obvious he too was hurting deep down. “We need to tell you what happened outside…"

Computer labs

Ty, Carmen, Ginny and Sam had all made it to the sixth floor. This was it, this was the location of the crisis room, the key to stopping this outbreak.

“Alright, where to next, Carmen?" Ty asked.

According to Harriett's notes, the group needed to reach the security room nearby. The crisis room was isolated from the rest of the floor by a massive, mechanical partition gate. Inside the security room, they would be able open it up and gain entry into the deeper hallway that contained the emergency shelter.

“Room 23… 24… 25! This is the place!" Carmen stated as she peered into the dim room. The door was still unlocked, so they all quickly dipped inside. The room was almost completely dark, save for the light coming from the array of camera monitors in front of the four.

Ginny hopped on the swivel chair and started typing away. Accessing the computer system via a backdoor was childsplay for her. But soon, she came across something weird…

She called everyone over, “uhh, guys? The gate… it's already been opened?"

Ty was elated, “sweet!! That just makes things easier for us."

But Carmen wasn't convinced. “Hmm… can you pull up the camera feed?"

Ginny did as she was asked, the monitors flicked through pages of live recordings from the security cameras across Freedman University. But what showed on the screens — was just more of what they'd seen already.

The last dregs of survivors drowning in the warm love of the infected, slowly and passionately coming to learn how futile it was to run away as the furs savagely embraced their prey.

Ty recognised the fox anthro in one of the other cameras. Their ex-professor was still having the time of her life getting ravaged by four different hulkish dog breeds. She had one on her left and right hosing her down with their thick semen whilst she jerked off their giant knotted cocks. The other two jammed their meat down her throat and pussy, practically lifting her off the ground like a furry spitroast. The twisted glee on her vulpine face was sickening to watch.

It seemed Chase and Harriett had started getting their samples from Bella. The bat anthro was surprisingly wet for some reason? But Carmen was glad to see the three of them were still safe.

Eventually, Ginny reached the feed for the cameras beyond the gate. She gasped, “Oh shiitt…"

Anthros had swarmed the isolated hallway, and had already left the space wet and glossy with their milk and cum. There had to be at least 50 of them fucking away next to the huge, pitch black door at the end of the hallway — the location of the crisis room.

“Nah… th-that's insane…" Ty said, almost choking on his own words.

Carmen was lost in thought, upset that her speculation was correct. “What to do now…"

“Actually, I might have an idea," said Ginny.

The live furry porn on the screens was making Sam nauseous. Whilst the others discussed their next move, he turned away and calmed himself down. Doubt nagged at his anxious mind — was escape truly possible?

*click clack click clack*

A moment later, he spotted small movements in the corner of his eye. He moved to the darker section of the room, and followed the quiet sound heading away from the four. Eventually the sound stopped, and Sam noticed a small black orb was resting on the ground next to some boxes. “What is this…" he mumbled as he picked up the object, trying to make out just what it could be. The small ball suddenly whirred to life as a red spot popped up in its center. Then it sounded…

ALERT ALERT!! HUMANS DETECTED HUMANS DETECTED!!

Sam stumbled back and dropped the black orb in a panic! The ball rolled to a stop and sprung out 4 spider-like legs — scampering away, all while still blaring its head-pounding alert.

“Sam?!! What happened?" Yelled Carmen as she ran over to help up her shaken friend.

It took a sec for Sam to form his words again. “I-I-I don't know! I just found that thing and it-"

The door slammed open.

“Well well well… looks like the trap worked." A grunty low voice growled out by the entrance. A brutish, painfully-hung siberian tiger anthro walked in followed by a handful of his sex-starved peers. Four pieces of choice meat trapped inside a small cage — it was enough to make them drool…

“I can't believe that little plan of theirs worked." The tiger snickered, “but, I don't think that's all of them. Oh well, I'm sure you'll take us to the others after you've changed."

“Fuck you!" Ty exclaimed as he and Ginny fired off a few darts into the anthro crowd, they hit a few but the main threat dodged all of the shots with ease. The tiger snapped his clawed fingers, and soon after, a small object was rolled at the two's feet.

The room filled with white for a millisecond, then electrifying pain coursed through the pair! Carmen and Sam watched in horror as Ty and Ginny collapsed to the floor, wrapped loosely in a net.

“Hehehe!! Don't worry 'bout your friends, we lowered the voltage so that it wouldn't knock a human out — that way, we can still have good fun with them…"

Ty and Ginny could barely bring themselves to their knees, let alone stand. The situation was dire, and the anthros began their approach on the group, they needed to think fast.

“I-I didn't want to use it so soon…" Ginny groaned as she pulled out a small, purple object that resembled a water balloon. With all her strength, she chucked it to the floor. It bursted on impact, the contents of the balloon spilt and vaporized — instantly filling the room with a thick purple haze!

“MY EYES!!"

The proud tiger pursuer was left wheezing, “*cough cough* what the… *cough* hell is this?!!"

The fog continued to wash over the furries, leaving them all coughing and hacking as the smoke singed their eyes and dried their throats. Most of their trappers rushed out the security room, unable to take the vapor any longer.

This was their chance! Carmen and Sam helped Ty and Ginny back onto their feet as they all rushed towards the exit. The masks provided the four with enough protection from the smoke to breathe normally within it. Ginny chucked another smoke-bomb out into the sixth floor hallway, driving the surrounding anthro's nearby away from the purple fog.

The tiger anthro tried to go after them, “G-get… *cough* …BACK HERE!!!" But the smokescreen was too thick and suffocating, his hefty muscles demanded him to relent as the four disappeared into the dark violet cloud. Somehow, they had escaped an almost certain doom.

Once they had gotten far enough away from their pursuers, the group took a rest in a well ventilated hallway. Ginny stomped over to Sam, shoving the poor guy into a wall as she gripped his hazmat. “THE FUCK DID YOU DO BACK THERE SAM???"

Despite her smaller stature, Sam was still caught off guard by the aggression. “Sorry! I-I…"

“Sorry? That's all you have to say?! You do realize we would've been fucked if I hadn't made those smokebombs with Chase earlier! Now I'm all out, cause you went off to mess with something you shouldn't have!"

Carmen interjected, “Ginny stop! It was obviously an accident, there's no need for any of this!"

Ty pulled Ginny off him as she continued to vent, “don't fucking coddle him Carmen! We're all out here doing everything we can to survive. One stupid choice could lead to all of us getting caught!!"

Sam seemed a little shaky — he had retreated back into himself a little. “You're right, it is my fault. I-I'm really really sorry…"

There was an awkward silence for a moment. Once Ginny had cooled, she turned around to continue onward. “Just fix the hell up. Stop being so useless," she hissed.

Sam trailed back as the group walked on. He really was useless. A liability to the rest of the group. They probably only kept him around cause they felt bad for him. Just like before, he took their kindness for granted, almost believing he was good enough to be friends with them all!

He felt his left brush up against another hazmat, just a little taller than himself. Sam looked up to see Carmen walking next to him. She placed a hand on his shoulder.

“Don't let Ginny's words get to you Sam…" she advised, “she just snapped under all the stress. But she crossed a line, I'll make sure she apologizes once we get back."

“No, you don't have to do that…" he replied, “Ginny's right, I messed up big time. Dead weight like me… shouldn't put the rest of you in danger."

Carmen was shocked for a moment. Sam had regressed, memories of when they first met popped up in her mind — it was a side she never hoped to see in him again. As the pair reached a crossroad in the hallway, Carmen turned to face him completely. “Don't say that! You're not dead weight Sam. We're all doing our best to get through this together."

Together. That word meant a lot to Sam. And Carmen truly thought that — maybe, just maybe… he wasn't a liability. Maybe they did see him as a friend.

But, he didn't have long to think about it. Something caught his eye on the left. A pink, rubbery, rope-like object was shooting straight at them!

“WATCH OUT!" Sam yelled as he shoved Carmen backwards, pushing her out of the way of the approaching object's path! She watched as the fleshy, slimey, tongue-like rope wrapped around Sam's left arm — grabbing tight and swiftly dragging him down the hallway it traveled up through!

“SAM!!!" Carmen tried to catched him, but she didn't notice another anthro soaring straight at her from behind. A powerful force pushed Carmen to the slick floor, pinning her down underneath sharp avian talons. She screamed as she tried to wrestle free, but she was helpless to do anything but watch her friend get snatched away into the darkness. The lean blue falcon anthro atop inspected his caught prey, “Mhmmm… you'll do nicely."

But before he flew away with her, a small piece of paper on the floor had caught his attention. He picked it up and read the scribblings jotted on the slight wet page. An evil grin grew on his sharp beak, “hohooo… what a jackpot!!"

Ty and Ginny ran over back to after hearing the commotion behind them. “Get the fuck off of her!!" Ginny screamed as the pair unloaded their weapons at the bird.

The gunfire forced the falcon to relinquish his grasp on Carmen, but he wasn't left empty-handed. He soared up and started hovering away from the three. “Heh, what lousy shots. I'll settle for this~" He jeered, flying away before Ty and Ginny could continue their barrage.

The two ran over. “You okay Carmen?!" Ginny exclaimed.

“T-they took Sam..." Carmen's voice had turned shaky, “we need to go after them!"

Ty shook his head, “go where? We have no idea where they might've taken him…"

She hated that he was right. Plus, wherever Sam had been taken was absolutely going to be swarming with more of them. Honestly it was a miracle the attack didn't snatch the both of them — a miracle brought about by Sam.

Ty pulled Carmen back up on her feet. “We… *sigh* we need to head back. We're gonna need a new gameplan."

Both Carmen and Ginny were silent, but they agreed with his choice. And so, the four had become three as they started their journey back to the infirmary.

Crisis room hallway

Sam was pulled into a massive hallway overflowing with furs! The sound of lust was deafening, he could barely think! Most of the anthros were too entrenched in getting their brains fucked out to even notice him. Whilst a few others watched him closely with hungry eyes, licking their slobbering lips at the thought of pouncing on new prey…

But they all knew better than to take another's prize.

Sam's mind continued racing, desperately trying to think up a way to escape his terrible situation. But he was tongue-tied, literally, and it was wrapped tightly around his flimsy arm. He helplessly watched as he was dragged closer to the black door of the crisis room, a place he soon enough wouldn't be able to enter.

The flesh rope pulling Sam along eventually came to a halt leaving him in a spot isolated from the rest of the anthros. Sam spotted a large open vent positioned right above him, but it was just too far to reach for a smaller guy like himself.

“Let's see what we got…" a nasally, croaky voice called out ahead of him. As Sam got up he almost fell back in fear as his captor — no, captors approached. He tried to run away but the appendage reigned him back in!

The anthro pair got close, a male frog and a female beagle dog anthro. The frog wagged a webbed finger at the human. “Uh uh, that won't do… *croak*."

The dog girl eagerly observed Sam, closer up she towered over him — all he could see was her impressive bust and rippling musculature that rivaled even an athlete like Ty's. Once she finished sizing him up, she gave a hungry smile. “Don't worry little guy, we're just gonna have a little fun…"

The frog was shocked! “Huh?! B-but I caught him!"

She sighed, “Yes, but that was only after my brilliant surveillance bot tracked them down. You can have the rest of them… maybe."

Surveillance bot? Sam thought back to the black orb that caught the four of them earlier. Was it still following the others?

The anthros continued to bicker over who got to infect the poor guy. Tired of arguing, she gave him her best puppy eyes. “Pwease lemme bone him~?"

Everything inside was screaming at him to say NO! But… she was just too cute. He croaked, “F-fine…"

Sam was freed for about a second before collapsing under the weight of the aroused canine. Her breathing had become heavier — she was ready to mate…

But was he?

“I haven't had human cock in ages..." She panted, then thought for a moment. “ Well, really minutes… but you get what I mean."

*SHRRRIPPPP*

The beagle tore through his hazmat and clothes like paper mache! Exposing his bare torso and modest human penis. “Aww… cute!" She said as she ogled his member, her huge hand-paws begun caressing his meat stick gently — she was good at this… too good. Good enough to even get a rise out of Sam, who was scared shitless by her overwhelming stature.

Once he was sufficiently erect, the dog continued servicing him with her muzzle. Her long tongue worked wonders on his cock, Sam gasped and moaned as she continued slurping and sucking. He was infected, there was no going back now.

The young man was still a virgin, so the ridiculously good head he was getting was a completely new experience for him — he didn't have the stamina. It didn't take long for him to bust inside the beagle's throat-pussy, filling her muzzle with his small load. She lifted her head up from Sam's now drooping member…

With a loud gulp, she swallowed Sam's seed with delight right in front of him, making sure not to spare even a drop as she licked him clean. Her sultry eyes locked back on him, “mm… that was decent. But nowhere near enough~"

Sam yelped suddenly as a stinging pain shot through his lower abdominal region. His captor pulled a pistol-like device from the impact spot, she must've injected him with something.

“Just givin' ya a little boost…" she stated, “can't have ya tire out on me yet little guy~."

Suddenly, Sam's cock was back a full force! But something was wrong, he could feel it…

He was changing.

His curly hair rapidly grew out, and his body started to swell, just like he had seen so many times before in the others once their infection started taking root. What remained of his small human clothes wasn't able to contain his rapid growth, easily tearing straight through them and leaving Sam buck naked in front of the elated beagle girl. His growth left him bigger than normal but nowhere near as big as the anthros that surrounded him.

The dog girl's tongue rolled out as she watched in glee. “That's what I wanna see! I just gave you a huge dose of viral load, looks like we got some good results here…"

She positioned her thick hips over Sam's rock hard shaft. “Time for round 2!"

The pair bucked wildly as she plunged herself down on to Sam. The blazing heat of her canine birth canal sent bursts of pleasure washing through Sam's body. He was beginning to understand, maybe this wasn't supposed to be a terrifying, traumatizing experience…

Maybe it was just supposed to be fun!

The beagle yelped as Sam latched onto her gyrating hips, forcing her down on his pulsing cock harder and faster. He was reciprocating, it would be rude to not give him more enjoyment. She drew closer, resting both hands on the soaking floor as she let her mighty breasts hang over Sam's face — a tantalizing offer.

“Taste me…" she demanded.

Sam brought his face to one of her massive erect nipples, and began to suckle. Immediately, creamy, white milks surged forth from her leaky titties. Its sweet warmth flowed through Sam, and granted him even more power like a potent aphrodisiac!

By this point Sam hadn't even considered the new changes happening across his body. White curly fur had raced up both his legs, which had swollen and thickened up — and his feet had already morphed into large cloven hooves. Of course, most of this was all hidden behind the sheer mass of voluptuous canine beauty currently pulverizing his pelvis — there was no need to sweat the small stuff.

'That's strange *moan* …he's not growing in me. Awww, that's the best part of *moan* …boning humans!!!'

Despite the dog's frustrations, he was a surprisingly good fuck. The viral sting had enhanced Sam's stamina, now he was matching her rhythm — slowly but surely driving her closer to the edge with each powerful thrust into her womb. The couple were both at their limit. Sam was ready, and small brown horns had begun pushing their way out the top of his head.

There truly wasn't any need to resist! He was gonna blow his huge load all up inside his new mate and take her as his own…

Suddenly, a blue blur soared right over the pair! The falcon anthro landed gracefully right next to them, “having fun without me, eh?"

He walked up to the frog anthro, who seemed a little miffed from watching Sam and the beagle enjoy themselves. “You didn't bring another one?!"

“Chill, I got something better." The falcon grinned while waving the paper in front of all of them, “One of 'em dropped a note, and if my hunch is right… we can all get outta here!"

Blood drained from Sam's face as he looked at the paper. He recognised that paper, he knew what was written on it, and what it meant for Chase and the others…

It was over for them.

“WOAH- HEY!!!" The beagle anthro was so entranced by the passionate sex, she hadn't even noticed she was being tossed to the side! Sam forced himself off her, running over to the bird and frog to tackle the falcon from behind!

“What the-!! The hell are you doing??!!" He screeched as he wrestled with Sam over the paper. The pair grabbed each end tightly, pushing as clawing at each other to get their opponent to relent. It all happened so quickly, the frog anthro didn't know what to do!

But Sam did. He was gonna protect his friends.

'I CAN'T LET THEM GET INSIDE!! I WON'T!!'

“St-stop!! You're gonna… tear-"

*SHHREEIIIIPPPP!!!*

The paper tore in two!

Sam shot back, slamming into another copulating couple behind him. He scrambled to his new hooves, finally realizing the extent of his transformation — he had a near satyr-like appearance!

With his half of Harriett's notes clenched tightly, he needed to get away, and fast. He bolted as fast as his new legs would let him, he was shocked at how much faster he was now…

But it's not like their captors were just gonna let him get away. The frog finally acted, wrapping his long tongue tightly around Sam's torso, once again pulling him back. “You're not going any- *CROAK* OW!!"

Sam bit down hard on the frog's tongue! The frog recoiled in pain, releasing his grip on the satyr and allowing him to resume his getaway. The commotion was gaining more and more of the other furries attention. The birdman shot up to the ceiling of the space, darting towards Sam.

“GET THAT FUCKING HUMAN!!!"

Sam looked to the open vent he saw before, it was definitely large enough to fit him, and the anthros would be too large to get inside. The power his legs were outputting assured him he could make it up, the problem was…

He was sandwiched. The falcon gave chase from behind, and was getting closer. And in front, the beagle girl had recovered, and realized Sam's intentions — her massive frame body blocking Sam's escape route. Worse yet… he was still feeling the effects of the virus, it was telling him to stop trying — to give in and accept the bliss of transformation.

“Better stop now, if ya know what's good for ya little guy…" she growled. She expected him to slow down, and continue embracing her as the virus took its course…

What she didn't expect was Sam's head slamming straight into her core! She yelped out loud as he drove into her, his speed converted into power that delivered a powerful blow to the anthro.

RRRAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Sam used everything he had to flick his horned head up to the ceiling, flinging the incapacitated beagle up into the air!

The falcon couldn't have seen this coming. The dog girl flew straight into his flight path, bashing into him and sending the pair tumbling down into a group of orgying anthros unfortunately nearby.

“NO!!! ARgggh, GET OFF ME!!" He screeched, pushing her bulk of his own. He restarted his pursuit…

But Sam was already gone, the falcon could only catch the end of his small hoof slipping into the vent opening. He shot at the vent, trying to reach in to grab the satyr, but he was too big to get far in. All he could do was watch his prey run away.

Sam had done it! He escaped with Harriett's notes (partially…), so escape from Freedman was still a possibility. But, he was infected… would he be okay?

That didn't matter, there was still something else he needed to do. After all, Carmen and the others were still being watched.

Faculty offices

Carmen, Ty and Ginny had returned to the fifth floor. They were all run ragged. They fought so many anthros… too many.

Carmen's dart gun was completely out of ammo. Ginny didn't even have her anymore, breaking it after a close call with the horde. The pair trudged behind Ty, who was doing his best to lead the trio back to the infirmary. Carmen had been in a depressive mood ever since what happened with Sam, and Ginny hadn't spoken a word since then either. The three were on their last legs, praying that they were close enough to return to Chase and Harriett before another anthro could find them.

A small black orb trailed a couple meters behind the three. The small red dot of the surveillance bot's camera was kept locked on them and it crawled along the walls and ceiling, always just out of their sight…

Little did it know, it too was being surveilled.

A loud crash thundered from behind the three survivors! They turned around and backed off, putting more distance between them and…

Sam! Now his transformation had progressed far. The small nubs that once jutted out the top of his head had grown into large curved horns! His curly hair had grown even thicker, like wool, and had turned white. His wool had also reached the lower chest and arms — Carmen and the others could see that he was holding something in his hoof-like hands.

Sam raised the surveillance bot high above his head, and slammed down on the floor over and over again!

“Get. Away. From. My. FRIENDS!" He yelled as he continued to pummel it into a crushed pile of metal and wires.

The three humans were left in confusion, unable to tell just what had crossed their paths. Only when the wooly creature turned to face them, could they tell just who it was. Ty relaxed a little, he never thought he'd see his friend again.

Carmen couldn't believe it. Her body moved on its own as she stepped forward to get a better look. “SAM??!"

Ginny finally spoke again, “oh my god, Sam…"

“I made it back… hehe." Sam replied weakly, he looked incredibly woozy. “A-are you all alright?"

“Forget that man! What about you?! What happened? H-How'd you get out?" Ty asked.

“Somehow, they got a hold of Harriett's notes… I-I had to stop them." He pulled out a crumbled, torn piece of paper and tossed it over to Ty. “They only have half, they won't be able to get in. Y-you can still escape."

Carmen's face paled, she was so caught up in her depression that she hadn't even checked if it went missing. If the furs had gotten inside the crisis room before them — the thought was too terrible to even consider…

“That robot thing I destroyed was… *groan* …tracking you." He looked at Ginny and gave a small smile.

“Was I… finally helpful?"

Rivers of tears ran down Ginny's face as she rushed into Sam, hugging the furry boy tightly!

“*hic* I-I… I'm so sorry Sam! I… *sob* I never should've said that!!"

*silence*

Sam had gone limp and unresponsive.

“GINNY, GET AWAY FROM HIM NOW!" Ty roared.

Ginny backed off from her friend, leaving him slumped resting on his furry legs. “S-Sam…?"

“Hurrgh… I… I-I… I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!"

Sam leapt at Ginny! His jaws opened wide, salivating as he got closer. Ty was just about in range, intercepting the assault as Sam bit down on his huge left arm!

“ARGGHHH!!! Dammit!!!" He screamed as he kicked Sam off. Luckily the attack didn't seem to puncture his hazmat — but he definitely broke something. Ty aimed his gun at his infected friend, and as he pulled hard on the trigger…

*click*

He was out of ammo!

Sam began his next attack, bolting at the two humans! Ravishing thoughts of intense carnal lovemaking with Ty and Ginny permeated Sam's mind — he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted to. He needed a mate!

But before he could pounce on the both of them, another person tackled him from the side. Sam and Carmen wrestled on the floor. However, the infection gave Sam superior strength! With ease he wrenched Carmen's mask off her face…

And delivered a wet, passionate kiss on her mouth! His tongue invaded her mouth for just a moment — but that was enough.

Ty pushed Sam off Carmen with a shoulder charge, as he got back up lucidity returned to Sam. His eyes widened in horror once he realized what he had done. “NO N-NO!! Wha- WHAT HAVE I DONE???" He screamed as he ran into one of the nearby faculty offices.

Ginny and Ty picked up Carmen, but she instantly backed away from them. “Y-you two need to go back and tell the other three what we saw."

Ty piped up, “but…"

There was no point in arguing. The look on her face was clear — she had already accepted her fate.

“Please… just go."

Ginny was moments away from a complete mental breakdown at this point. But Ty grabbed her by the hand and started pacing down the hallway with her.

The four… had become two.

With the two survivors out of sight, Carmen approached the room Sam had fled into. She was starting to feel the virus course through her, that indescribable warmth rushing through her veins.

She entered the dark room. The light from the entrance shone down on Sam huddled in a corner crying to himself…

“Why did I do that… *sob* …why did this have to happen!"

Carmen closed the door, locking it inside, and came to sit next to her wooly friend. She placed a hand on his shoulder again, his fur was incredibly soft to the touch! It was.. kinda addictive. “It's okay Sam… it's okay."

“No it's not! I-I gave in, almost infected Ty and Ginny, and ended up infecting you as well!" He bore his face into his hoof-hands, “I'm a failure! Everything I do just makes things worse!"

Carmen frowned, “I thought I told you not to say stuff like that. Look at me Sam."

But he remained wallowing in his depression.

“LOOK AT ME!" She growled sternly. Sam's ears flicked up in fear, revealing their new ovine appearance, but he followed her orders and locked eyes with her, blushing a little since they had never been this close until moments ago.

“I'm sick and tired of seeing you hate yourself. You are not a failure. If it weren't for you, the infected would've gotten into the crisis room and it would've been over for all of us. You saved us Sam!" She continued to vent, “we aren't those assholes you knew from before. You don't have to earn our friendship! Give yourself more credit, you did an amazing job."

Sam wiped his tears away, “you know, I really can't express how thankful I am that you guys found me back then. The thought of losing everyone… it- it's just too much! But the virus is overwhelming me — I can't stop it!"

“Then don't." Carmen bluntly replied. She grinned cheekily, “you're not alone in this Sam, I'm here for you."

Sam paused for a moment. Why not just let go? They had seen earlier with Bella, the virus isn't all powerful. Maybe they wouldn't lose their minds? Besides, Carmen was right — he deserved a rest from everything…

“Then, you wouldn't mind if I did this…?" Sam drew in and locked lips with Carmen. The two made out for a while, exploring each other's mouths as they passionately exchanged saliva.

Carmen took a deep breath as she pulled out of the lovemaking, drawing a small string of saliva connecting both of their lips. Her face was blushing incredibly red! Looked like she too was finally in the mood.

“Of course not. *moan* …We're in this together Sam…"

“Together?" She had said something similar before, but Sam couldn't quite understand what she meant this time.

Carmen nodded, her once innocent smile now shifted to a more sultry look as she gazed deep into her lover's eyes. “Together…“

Sam finally understood — together…

What an amazing word.