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Daniel woke up, stretching her arms above her head as she sat up, cupping one arm under her engorged breasts. She squeezed her body tightly with one arm, pulling a nipple up to her mouth as she giggled mischievously, biting lightly into the firm nub. She swung her legs off the bed, delighting in the feel of her padded rear against the fabric and the way her healthy large tail instantly counter balanced her movements. Wish a gentle push of her tail she found herself on her feet, stepping out of her room. She was hungry.

She bit on the tip of her index finger with a large smile, her teeth showing eagerly through her plump pink lips as she sashayed towards her father's room. She could feel every movement of her tail atop her large rump, thighs rubbing together as a gentle 'clack' was heard from her large talons with every step. She breathed heavily in anticipation. Never had she felt so powerful, so strong, sexy, and wonderful. Just thinking about herself and her conquest was making her wet.

She pushed the door to her father's room open slowly, inhaling with a smile. He had been busy last night it seemed. He was lying sprawled on his bed, the covers kicked off his body. She could smell the tantalizing smell of her own body upon him, apparently he had not even bothered to shower last night. She quietly walked to the foot of his bed, crawling upon it as she bent down and nuzzled her thick snout against his sack, gently letting his testes rest on her nose muzzle as she dragged them up slowly, wrapping her tongue around them ever so gently as she left a thick trail of saliva across them, dripping from her lips on his cock. She moved up further, breathing hotly against the skin of his flaccid cock, teasing it to life with her warm breath against the soaked flesh.

She couldn't help but rub her cheek against it, cooing softly as she felt her belly warming up. She was breathing heavily against it, the feel of the warming flesh throbbing against her cheek as it grew, swelling and filling with blood.

Charles groaned slightly, slowly opening his eyes as he stared down at his son. He tried to squirm away, gulping slightly. "Daniel, stop, you need to control yourself." He said before a shudder racked over him.

She couldn't do much more than let out a small coo, rubbing the cock over her face as she gave a hot warm snort, her nostrils broadening as she inhaled deeply. Her eyes fluttered as saliva pooled out of her mouth around her teeth, dripping from her puffy lower lip as she stared at her dad, gripping his cock in her dangerously clawed hand.

"I don't want to be Daniel anymore.." she practically purred, before sucking the cock into her lips. Her eyes glazed over as her body quivered, the feeling of a veined cock sliding past her lips and over her tongue sending bliss through her body.

"I just want... cock.." she gargled, rubbing the head of his cock against her lips and gums, smearing her whole mouth with the flesh. Her hands gripped her father's thighs firmly, suddenly shoving the whole cock into her mouth as the blunt tip of her shout smashed against his groin.

Charles gave a sudden shout and grabbed the back of her head. Fuck, why did it feel so good. He could feel his mind struggling again, trying to remember his son but the battle in his mind was being lost much faster than before. He began to grunt, pushing his fingers against her hard scaled head. He tried to buck, but found his hips pinned down by the strength of her head deep throating him.

She gurgled a bit as her eyes closed, instincts taking over her body. She started to sway her rear slowly, lifting it in the air so her father could see her heavy swaying tail over the small of her back and pulled her tongue in for just a moment, before slipping it down inside of his cock, pushing and wriggling it down his slit.

She knew exactly what she wanted, she knew exactly what would help her become the perfect broodmother.

She continued to suck, worming her way deeper into him as she felt his shaft grow in her mouth, heavy full ridges slowly growing on the underside as she felt the tapered end begin to push into the back of her throat. She gave a hungry growl at the sensations, eagerly opening her throat to help penetrate her throat.

He gave a gasp as he felt her suckle his cock deeper into her mouth, forcing her head down even more. "Gods.. you're such a cock slut!" he shouted, almost surprising himself as he was rewarded with a loud husky churr from her body, making her rumble just a bit.

It was proving to be too much to him, the deep throating and the fat lips around his shaft. He gave a low grunt and clenched his eyes, feeling his cum spill from his cock, every pulse shoving it through his slit as it forced her tongue out. She paused for a short moment as the cum flooded her mouth, the tight suction refusing to let a single drop leave her mouth.

She could feel it, so warm and delicious inside of her. His cock seemed to calm down just a bit and with that she gave one full gulp, her throat pulling a bit more from his cock as she felt the warm load of cum flow down her throat.

She pulled off of him and moved her body further up, raising her tail high as she straddled his cock against her tight asshole. Her hands found his chest, pinning him down as she positioned herself, but something made Charles' blood run cold. His cock was at least three inches larger, fat, and jet black. It glistened in her saliva giving it a near chitin like appearance, especially with the thick ribs around it and the long tapered head. "Breeed..." Daniel whispered out slowly, making Charles' eyes roll back in his head.

She slammed herself down, arching her back as she gripped one of her breasts, tweaking hard at a nipple as she felt every rib slip up through her tight ring in a rapid cadence. She shivered for a moment, her tail slapping against the wooden foot of the bed before she began to rock her hips above him. He stared, entranced at the way her stomach moved as her hips rocked, her fat tits swaying slowly as she mauled herself, the tight ring of her ass clenching tightly on his cock. It felt so painfully engorged, full, and her assault was relentless.

She lifted her hips, slamming them down again as Charles gave a shudder, the feeling of her ass sliding up his many ridges making him moan in agonizing pleasure. His eyes drifted up to Daniel's, seeing her completely lost in lust. It was too much for him to take, something about knowing how bestial, lost and horny his son was made him suddenly shoot off a second time, feeling his cock pump a copious amount of cum into her ass.

She shuddered as her eyes rolled back in her head, feeling her hole fill up with the warm cum, feeling the slow bloat and the warmth it seemed to spread through her body. She came violently, spraying against his lower stomach as her pussy clenched and flexed, dripping fluids down his sides and seeping into the mattress at the small of his back. She bent forward, arms on the sheets above his shoulders and tried to murmur something, before slumping off of him into a deep slumber.

Charles lay panting for several moments before shooting up to the bathroom, grabbing a towel and wiping himself down. He stared in disbelief at his cock, it's fat weight hanging down and resting on two large orbs that were once his testes. He cupped them gently, as he panted, already feeling arousal tinge at him again. Looking over his stomach, even though he had wiped it off, his son's mess had left a small patch of shiny yellow scales that crept around his hips.

The vaccine wasn't working, or.. maybe it was, but he was not immune. Too much contact with the fluids seemed to sneak right past his defenses. He had to get back to the lab. It was almost time anyways, he'd go in, steal some of the vaccinations, and say he wasn't feeling so good. His lab was equipped and had enough extra research before to stop it before it spread.

The drive to work was agonizing. He felt tingly all over, only making him more worried. His cock continued to randomly throb at anything that moved, women walking their dogs, chatting on the side of the road, waiting at the bus stop.

He had to keep this under control... but something kept coming back to him. The way Daniel had hissed at him. "Breeed..." He bit his lip and stifled a groan. He needed to be careful today.

Despite the painful drive, he showed up to work about 30 minutes early. He'd just grab his supplies and leave a note saying he had a case of food poisoning, but at least attempted to make it to work.

He managed to rush to the lab, hoping nobody would be in for another few minutes but was startled as he threw open the doors, seeing one of his associates standing there over a microscope, giving a yelp at his sudden intrusion.

"By god Charles. You scared the crap out of me. Don't do that when I'm working on delicate samples!" The small woman said. Her name was Alice, one of the newer interns here and she seemed to love studying the samples. She found everything fascinating, and it made her a studious professor.

"Sorry" Charles replied weakly. He looked her over. She wasn't bad looking at all, but not overly attractive. She was a bit on the small side with no true defining features save for a few small freckles and a dazzling smile. It was okay though, Charles thought. He could turn any bitch into the perfect breeder.

He stopped suddenly in his tracks, shaking his head to get his mind back on track.

"Everything okay Charles?"

"Yeah, just.. not feeling so well." he mumbled, remembering his alibi.

"Oh, do you need me to get you anything?" She asked innocently, taking a step closer.

"Ah, no! Wait, yes. A glass of water, or, something to calm my stomach. I think I ate something terrible."

"Aww, poor baby!" she said sweetly. "Let me hurry and grab you some water. You just sit down for a second." She said as she motioned him to sit before leaving through the swinging doors.

Quickly, Charles grabbed all the antidote serum he could get his hands on, as well as a few other drugs that had seemed to be working against the virus. But her voice echoed in his head. "Breed..."

Charles placed both his hands on the desk, hunched over as he breathed heavily, sweat dripping from his forehead as his massive cock began to strain against his pants. What would Alice look like? Like his son? So wide and fertile looking, that tail, the way she'd just bend over for him... such a little cock slut, such a little whore, he'd show her who the real alpha raptor is, he'd make her birth so many eggs...

Clutching to his chest he stumbled to the restroom. He tried to claw away his pants but his shaking body couldn't control itself, pawing at his cock through his trousers he gave a painful shudder, his cock shooting down his pant legs, soaking his grin completely as a thick puddle of spunk formed on the floor beneath him. His eyes grew dull as he stared at himself in the mirror, totally lost as pulse after pulse of thick cum saturated the ground around him.

He stood, staring vacantly at his reflection for a long minute before snapping to his senses. He looked around himself, stepping out of the puddle. "Oh gods.. I have to fix myself.. I'm going to turn like my son.." he said to himself, quickly exiting the bathroom. Luckily only a few people had filtered in so ducking out of the building was simple.

His knuckles were white against the steering wheel the whole drive home. He checked his clock, only a little past eight. Hopefully his son was still asleep, he needed some time to work.. or maybe it could wait.. his breeder was upstairs waiting for him. Research could wait, he could just kiss and suckle from her pussy, rub himself in her juices.. yes. He could feel the scales crawling over his body already.. taking him over.

Once again he tried to clear his mind. He tried to think about Mary, his wife. He loved her so very much, he had to do this to save his family. She would be coming home in two days, and he needed to find the cure quick. He looked at the ring on his finger, sucking on his lip.

But for the life of him, he couldn't really think why he wanted her so much. She began to feel distant in his mind. He already had a beautiful sexy girlfriend upstairs in bed waiting for him, his mate.

A sickening crunch suddenly woke him from his dream. He blinked his eyes. He was at his house... and had just rear ended his son's car. Swearing loudly he unbuckled himself and ran into his house, clutching his small bag of drugs. Straight through the door he went, running downstairs as his eyes watered at the permeating smell of sex through the house. He closed the door to his basement lab and quickly threw on an emergency respirator he had lying about for his many experiments and gave a sigh as he breathed easily once again. He was to work in an instant.

Daniel opened her eyes with a warm murr, cuddling into the blankets as she reached around with her eyes still closed. She sat up slowly, giving a low pout with her large lower lip as she looked around for her father. "Daddy?" she called out, pushing herself to her feet with her tail. She tiptoed through the house, careful not to make much noise as she walked down the stairs, getting used to the configuration of her feet. They seemed much more apt at going up than coming down. Rounding the corner she saw her father sitting at the dinner table, practically making her squeal in delight. "Daddy... I'm hungry.." she growled, sauntering up to him.

He was sweating, staring at her as he stammered just a bit. "Mmm... just a little bit more daddy.. I want you nice and big for me.." she cooed, leaning forward. She gripped at her father through his pants, and blinked. Her head tilted as she felt his hard member.. but it was so..small. She sniffed the air, he smelled.. different. Human. Her eyes widened, suddenly feeling that she was in danger, before her father suddenly stabbed her with a large syringe. He gave an apologetic look. "You'll be all better soon, Daniel." he said, with just a sign of regret. She stumbled back, legs going numb as she fell to the ground as the world went black.

Shivering.. cold. Daniel wrapped the blankets around his body, a cold sweat all over his skin. He coughed, curling into a ball as he wrapped his tail around his feet. As he wrapped his tail around his feet... he let out an angry grunt and flipped his covers over, trying to find his damn tail. A cock, pink fleshy skin. "What.." he said, gasping as he clutched his throat. What happened to him. He looked around, was that.. no it was not a dream. He must be dreaming right now! He stood up, running to the mirror as he stared at his face, masculine features.. human features. He touched his reflection. "No.. No.. NO!" he screamed, running through his door naked. "Dad! Dad!" he called out, but the house was silent. His heart was pounding, thrumming in his chest as he sat on his bed, resting his head in his palms. He wanted it again, he needed to feel that way.

He quickly jumped on his computer, going back through the history. The porno he had watched earlier. Mmm yes, it was good, the cocks, the pussy, the breeding.. he was getting horny. But, it just wasn't enough! He didn't want just some fapping material, he needed that mind blowing pleasure again. He stumbled through his house, half erect and calling for his dad. He turned the corner to check the basement when suddenly the refrigerator caught his eye. The drink.. he tried to think back. That drink.. that is what did it to him, oh gods, his dad had brought home the virus?

He smiled. Please oh please.. aha! With triumph he grabbed the glass as it was before, instantly guzzling it down. He could feel the thick texture pushing through his throat once again, that familiar settling, and the warm fuzzes that prickled over his body. Satisfied he sat down. He could wait, it had taken a few hours last time.

He started to think however, about his body, about what he would become. He sucked on the side of his cheek as he pondered for a bit. He thought of his dad, already licking his lips. He couldn't wait to be taken over again, but what did he need...

It was like a small bubble popped in his head and he giggled, though sounding strange in his deeper voice it felt more natural. "Duh, I need clothes!" he said. He looked towards the clock and figured if he was lucky, he'd have two hours, so he'd have to make the trip in one. He threw one clothes without a second guess, grabbed his credit card and headed to the shopping center not more than ten minutes away.

His clothes were baggy and unkempt, just in case he started changing in public it would hopefully give him enough time to get home. He tried to straighten them again, walking a bit awkwardly with his cock dragging along the inside of his underwear. He grimaced. He couldn't stand having one, as much as he loved them. How could he possibly be a breeder with one? The thought already had him hard which he suffered through with a bit of annoyance. It just wasn't the same as walking around with juices dripping down your thighs.

He hit a common department store, trying to remember what he looked like as he grabbed whatever clothes he could find. Hose, bras, panties, skirts. He pondered a few pumps that might fit his feet when they grew back in. He couldn't possibly wait. He dumped the clothes on the counter as the cashier raised a brow at him. "Doing a bit of shopping?" she asked.

"Just accessorizing" he said with a smile, feeling no shame at what he was doing. She gave a shrug and rung him up. It was an exorbitant amount, but he hardly cared. He wouldn't need money soon anyways, he could just fuck and suck until he was always satiated. As he was putting his bags in the car he spied across the lane a lingerer store, with the windows blacked out. He licked his lips. A sex shop.

The bell rang as he entered the door, a cute goth girl standing behind the counter reading through some smutty magazine. She ignored him completely, as she did most patrons. They were normally embarrassed enough as it was to walk in, so it was never worth making eye contact with them. She just sat there, blowing bubbles as she idly flipped the page, before a leather harness, several large dildos, cuffs, rope and a gag was dropped onto the counter in front of her. She cocked a brow and stared at the kid. "Who's all this for?" She asked with genuine curiosity. The boy smiled. "Me."

"You?"

"Mhmm.." he said, leaning forward a bit as he ran his finger over one of the dildos.

The girl grinned widely and leaned down on the counter, rubbing the dildo along with him. "My.. are you a little sissy?" He couldn't help himself. He smiled just a bit and said "Something like that."

She felt her pussy clench. God that was hot. She leaned forward just a bit and gave him a kiss on the lips. Mmm.. he smelled good, his lips tasted good too. The little sissy must be wearing chapstick of some kind. "Well sissy.. why don't you come find me again sometime, maybe when I'm off work?"

He giggled. "I might just do that." He said as he walked back to his car with several bags of toys.

Holding all that he could, he rushed back into his house, already feeling his feet shift as he laughed in anticipation, running his long tongue over his full pink lips.

*****

Charles was tired and sore, spending all night trying to clean up the house without touching anything volitile again, and making sure that his son had been reverting properly. He was lucky, but it seemed like working under such intense pressure had done the job. He was happy with his serum and was eager to bring it into work and pretend he had discovered it while there. He grinned. Promotion, here I come.

However, as he pulled up to the facility it was barred shut, many members outside and plastic covering the doors and windows. Crowds of people stood around talking to each other and as he milled through the crowds, it seemed there had been a contamination within the lab, and nobody was allowed to enter or exit the building. He found his boss outside, shaking his head slowly and simply saying to come back whenever he was called. Nobody knew how long this was going to take to clean up. They were trying their best to keep the media away, but you could already see swarms of reporters moving in to speak to the confused onlookers.

So much for his lucky break.

As he drove home, he thought about his son. He was a bit nervous to confront him, and was wondering if it was just best to never speak of the situation at hand again. They still had some cleaning around the house to do before his wife got home, and he knew he was going to catch hell for the dents in the cars.

He walked through the door to his house, hearing nothing but silence as he sighed in relief. He snuck up the stairs to check on his son, slowly creaking the door open to see if he was still sleeping, and was met with a sharp needle in his neck accompanied by the soreness of injected liquid. He stumbled out, clasping his neck as he fell against the wall. The door opened, and there he saw.. No, it was 'her' again. This time though, it was different.

She was completely dressed, not that it left much to the imagination. She had a tiny tube top on, barely holding on for dear life against her massive breasts, the dark aureola of her nipple proudly showing above the clothing. Her claws were strapped into thick 'fuck me' pumps, leather straps trailing up her calves leading to a pair of panties that were hardly concealed by a red pencil thin skirt, lifted in the rear by her tail. Her lower lip had a thick application of dark lipstick on it, and her eyes were lined with dark purple eyeshadow. Her whole body screamed "whore" and Charles' body responded accordingly

"Oh daddy... you did such a good job at finding a cure for our problem.. but I think we both know the vaccine didn't work very well... and you sure haven't found a cure. You just found out how to wash the virus out. There will never be a true cure.. aren't you happy?"

Charles sat there, mouth agape. "h..how.. what did you do to me?"

She giggled happily, tossing the needle to a drawer. "Has daddy been doing experiments at home?" she asked innocently.

He paled slightly. He had forgotten all about them in his haste to show off his accomplishments, as well as all the other happenings in the past two days. "w..which one.." he said dryly, staring up at her body.

"The green one Daddy.. do you know what they are yet? I know, I can smell it. We'll be perfect" she said, stepping closer to him. Her hand was cocked on her side arrogantly and her tube top was starting to strain as her nipples hardened. The scent was back and Charles was starting to pant.

"Daniel.. look at yourself, you don't want this to happen.. the antidote, please. Think of your family, our lives. This isn't you Daniel."

She licked her lower lip, letting him see how the lipstick accented against her lighter body. "Didn't I tell you already? I'm not Daniel anymore.. I'm pretty sure I'm just Noranda now." She straddled his body, forcing him to look up at her as she lifted her skirt slowly, showing off her already exposed panties. They were wet, soaking wet and could barely confine the size of her pussy lips. The light blue panties were soaked dark, beads of fluid dripping down from the fabric against his trousers, cupping the generous swells of her sex.

He was starting to feel warm, tingly all over. It wasn't so bad.. he didn't know if he wanted to keep fighting it. He remembered what it had felt like. The feeling of changing. His cock was growing so hard, confined within his trousers. He clenched his fists, staring up at his son..

He gave a sudden lurch, trying to fling himself out from under her legs. He had to fight it, just one more time. He could fix this if he could just...

Her knee caught him before he could even move. Her speed and strength was astounding. In a better place or time he might have wanted to study, but at this time, a wet pussy was stuffed against his face, squelching as the juices caught in the panties leaked down his cheeks. He gave a gasp in shock, and too late realized his mistake. Her juices were in his mouth, and it was pure ecstasy. He inhaled again, burying his face into the soaked panties without even noticing it, drinking from her pussy as he sucked the liquid through the fabric. Yes... he was starting to remember, what it was like when his cock had been changing, what it had been like to fuck his so... daughter..

He could feel the changes sweeping through him. His feet were arching, his torso was stretching out, as well as his neck. He could lean in even closer now as he gripped at her thighs, pushing his tongue against her panties as he licked and suckled on them. Noranda shuddered in delight, grinding back against him. She could already feel his tongue growing against her, hot with anticipation as she was changing her mate. She couldn't wait for his cocks.. one in every hole.

Charles' body continued to shift as he struggled to kick off his pants, finding dark blue and black scales spreading over him. He started to tear at his shirt, sharp claws doing easy work against the fabric as he growled in lust. His mind was practically melting in desire, filling his mouth with his daughter's sex and swallowing the slick honey greedily. His cock came back just as it was before, thick and ribbed, tapering at the top. He reached down and cupped his heavy balls, arching his hips as he felt a sudden pressure. His cock was throbbing painfully, something pinching at the base before a second cock suddenly jutted out, slick with juices as precum spurted across the floor.

His body shifted as he moved up to his legs, shoving Noranda back against the wall. He began to kiss her furiously, his tail shifting out of his lower back, making his back arch as he dragged his cocks along her belly, dry humping against her.

She groaned and kissed him back, suckling hard on his lips as she pulled a bit, feeling his muzzle slip and crack out of his face, elongating. His body was much longer and lither, his muzzle narrower than Noranda's but filled with just as many teeth. His scales were jet black with a navy blue up his front, accenting his twin black cocks.

He rubbed against her, moaning as he started to claw at her clothing. She wrapped her tail around him, their bodies rubbing and touching in every way possible, entwining, biting, groping.

Noranda's clothes fell to the ground in tatters, forcing her to step backwards. She turned around and slowly bent over, grabbing her ankles as she lifted her large heavy tail slowly. It hid her sex for just a moment, but like a drape being pulled away, suddenly exposed her tight ass and pussy, winking and begging to be fucked.

Charles gave a loud hiss and mounted her, digging his claws into her shoulders as her lubricated holes gave no resistance to his forceful thrusts. The cocks entered at the same time, the ribs rubbing against each other through the thin skin between her ass and pussy, making her moan as her eyes rolled back in her head. Her mouth was hung open as she let out long heavy moans, begging for breeding, for cum, for anything she could get. Cocks! More cocks, cocks fucking her until she couldn't move, couldn't think...

Plunging into her with a furious rhythm, Charles gave out a low roar, hilting against Noranda as she mewled pathetically, her insides suddenly swelling and churning with lizard cum, flooding her insides. She twitched violently, unable to control the spasms of her muscles until cum began to drip out of the lower half of her jaw, sliding off her tongue. She slowly arched her back, and looked behind her, whispering.

"I can't wait to make your wife watch you fuck me." she said with a devious grin.