The Perfect Storm: Side-Effects May Include
#6 of The Perfect Storm Series
Just another short one this time, I've been preoccupied with other things for a while. Hope you enjoy.
As the virus spread, initially the city was quarantined, but it came too late. Already infected had left and moved on elsewhere, not knowing what it was they carried with them. A month after the initial outbreak, the city was fully changed, and similar outbreaks occurred in other cities nearby.
There was a global panic. Cities, states, countries, they all closed their borders, refusing to let anyone in. But it would only be a matter of time. Weeks or months, the virus would find a way in, if it weren't already present to begin with...
I sighed and shuffled through some paperwork. I slid back into my chair and closed my eyes for a moment. It was hard to believe that, not long ago I was simply a clinic doctor, working with colds and scraped knees. Now I was helping to contain an outbreak of incredible proportions. All-in-all, it was exhausting work.
Even more frustrating, the government was keeping a tight lid on the actual effects of the virus. We were simply told it wasn't terminal, but it was disfiguring. They even blocked off audio and visual contact with the infected in the cities, although we'd get messages relayed from our superiors in Washington.
I shifted through the papers again, looking over the latest tests. According to the infected doctors in the city, the virus was actually strengthening their immune systems to unbelievable degrees... While that would have to be studied more in-depth, it also meant it would likely be extremely difficult to cure. If that weren't bad enough, in the last set of reports, the doctors and other citizens actually refused to work on a cure, due to all the benefits that came with the virus. One reported his injured leg had healed entirely, another said he'd actually begun regenerating a leg he'd lost in Vietnam. An old couple said they felt like they were in their 20's again. And according to all of their physicals, they were in peak athletic condition, certainly able to put a football team to shame.
Much of these reports seemed familiar to me, much like the results of a drug trial I had been conducting the past few weeks, for Actaeon Pharmaceuticals... But that felt like a lifetime ago now. Oh well, there's no way they could be connected anyway. I glanced over the desk once more, shuffling with the papers and almost knocking over my nameplate, proudly declaring me Dr. Herbert Kent, M.D.
Yawning, I stood and began to leave my office, looking forward to a good night's rest before returning to this conundrum in the morning. But as I took a step forward, a pain shot up my leg, causing me to fall back into my chair and clutch at my leg. After wincing for a minute, I gingerly pulled off my shoe and sock only to be greeted, not by the sight of my foot, but a cloven hoof.
I looked on in horror as the bones in my leg and foot changed, my heel rising up until it was well above the foot, about halfway up my lower leg. I blinked, and felt a pain in my other leg. Tearing off the shoe and sock, I saw the same transformation happen there as well. First the toenails darkened, then two of the toes began fusing together, achieving the same size as the big toe. I shuddered, not quite in pain anymore, watching as the two large toes grew into a cloven hoof while the two, smaller toes became dew claws.
I was in shock. Some of the virus reports were beginning to make sense now. Much of the specifics were blocked out by my superiors, but from what I could piece together, many of the so-called ‘deformations' that the infected suffered from were animal traits... But then that begs the question... am I infected? I sorted through some papers, comparing symptoms to those of the victims... it all fits...
"Hm. I guess I am infected after all," I declared to the air. "Well, let's not let this be in vain." I began digging through my drawers, producing a hand-held audio recorder. I put a new tape inside and clicked the Record button.
Stripping down as I did so, I spoke, "This is Dr. Herbert Kent, assistant physician here at the institute. I seem to have contracted the Proteus virus at an unknown time and place, although given the reports on how quickly the virus acts, it was within the last few hours. Possibly while Dr. Keats and I were in the labs, make sure he's all right, would you? Hopefully this will help shed some light on the virus process..."
Tossing my clothes aside, I took stock of myself. No major changes yet, aside from the hooves. Not even any fur... "So far, the only change that has occurred is that of my feet and legs into an unguligrade system, with full cloven hooves. Oddly, it does not seem awkward to move on them, but natural." I clopped my hooves on the tiled floor a few times, walking in place to test my new feet out.
Feeling a tingle rise up my legs, I sat down on my office couch and inspected. "I'm now feeling a tingling in my changed extremities. There appears to be a layer of light fur growing, gray and white. Oh, damn!" My hands suddenly caught my attention as well, "My fingernails have turned black, the same color as my hooves." I admired the lustrous black of my nails for a moment, hoping they wouldn't go the same way as my toes. I'd really hate to be a quadruped...
"The tingling has also begun in my hands... Sure enough, a light layer of fur has sprouted. It's reaching up my arms and legs slowly." I rubbed at my legs, feeling the short hair. Not quite soft, but certainly not coarse either.
I felt something odd now, in my scalp. "A new tingling, on my scalp and face..." I looked around. Damn, no mirror... I felt at my face and head, relaying the changes to the recorder. "An identical layer of fur appears to be growing all over my head, although my normal hair seems unchanged. Eyebrows still present. I never had facial hair, so I cannot comment on that. My ears seem to be triangular in shape, protruding from the skull, also covered in fur... but have otherwise not changed position..."
A sharp twinge of pain shot across my head, "Ouch! Something new seems to be happening with my scalp," my fingers moved around, before settling on two very strange additions. "I seem to be growing a pair of horns from the top of my skull. God, what a novel sensation that is," I shuddered, feeling an almost erotic rush sweep over me as the horns grew out roughly six inches and swept backwards.
I glanced back down, noting the fur has extended almost fully up my legs and arms. I flexed the muscles for a moment, "There's a noticeable increase in muscle mass in the transformed legs and arms... And, actually, they burn rather like after a long work out. It may stand to reason that the transformation itself is an extremely intense workout for the body..."
I felt the tingling spread quickly now, descending from my head and arms, and ascending from my legs. Within seconds, my torso was tingling and fur was sprouting... But a new sensation hit me. Something altogether different. It was powerful and erotic. I could feel my manhood getting hot and hardening. "There, ah, seems to be a new feeling... a very pleasing and arousing one at that. I'm getting erect, and looking at it, I now seem to have an animal-like sheathe. Not altogether surprising, given the other changes..."
I had to stop for a moment, my breath was coming I shallower gasps now. I tentatively touched my penis, largely unchanged in shape, although it was growing to a generously above-average size, and let out a groan. "Virus has increased sexual sensitivity a great deal," I managed to pant out before slipping backwards onto the couch. I took a firm grip on my cock, a slight moan escaping my lips as I did so. I laid backwards slowly began stroking. Goddamn it was sensitive, sending shocks like little lightning bolts up my back. As my hand moved tenderly up and down my shaft, I felt a greater tingle in my crotch, and on my chest.
My free hand moved to my chest, feeling small lumps forming under the nipples. My eyes shot open and I looked down, though I didn't take my hand from my dick. Sure enough, there were two small breasts growing from my chest. The tingling pulsed, and with each pulse my new breasts got larger. The tingling in my crotch dulled for a moment, but then returned with a vengeance, feeling both at once like a hot poker and an ice cube were rubbing at a spot just behind my balls. Again, it wasn't painful, nor uncomfortable, but truly unique.
My hand slipped from my generous breasts and felt between my legs. I let out a quick, loud gasp as my fingers came into contact with something altogether alien, and the touch sent a hot, exotic charge up my spine. I felt the area a bit more, tracing around the lips, my fingertips wiggling just into the delicate folds enough for me to really realize what just happened. I had a pussy!
"There, ah, seem to be more changes," I managed to say in between gasps, "I seem to have become some sort of... hermaphrodite. But god does it feel so good..." I explored my new folds, delighting in the new and alien sensations they sent to my brain, until my fingers stumbled upon a little nub of flesh that, when touched, sent a shockwave of electricity up my spine. My god! The clitoris was even more sensitive than my newly changed cock!
I tightened the grip on my cock, pumping it slowly as my other fingers plunged deeper into my pussy. I could feel them wriggling further and further in. The mere thought of it was intoxicating and erotic... but feeling it was exhilarating. I was quite sure that not even natural-born women could feel this good. It was something unique, ecstasy almost to the point of absolute bliss. The further I plunged my fingers, the more I could envision myself on that edge of bliss. But I couldn't fall into it. Something was keeping me back.
I picked up the speed, stroking my dick faster and faster and feeling the pressure welling up inside. I stuffed two fingers back into my sopping wet cunt, thrusting them deeper than ever before. It wasn't long before I added a third finger, then a fourth. Before I knew it, my entire hand had sunk into my pussy, still exploring.
The recorder all but forgotten, I began panting and moaning for more. I tossed my head back, feeling my new horns catch the arm rest of the couch and let loose a long scream of desire, wanting to fall into that pit of blissful nothingness. I wanted to feel like this forever, to get lost in this feeling. A familiar hotness grew in my groin, a feeling I knew that orgasm was closing in. I wanted it like nothing else in my life. I pumped faster on my cock and thrust harder in my cunt. I could feel it soon.
Hot and cold, pleasurable shocks wracked my body, and I arched my back as I came. All at once it washed over me as I fell over the edge into bliss itself. Reality, it meant nothing to me. My body felt like it was on fire, but it wasn't painful. It was... euphoric... I felt myself falling in this blissful nothingness, my body just tumbling forever, in a state of absolute pleasure.
I must have blacked out, but when I came to, the pleasure was fading, the afterglow subsiding. I glanced down and saw my breasts and belly were covered in cum, and the couch between my legs felt damp and wet. Leaning my head back once more, I tried desperately to recall what that bliss was like. But like a dream, the memories kept slipping through my fingers like sand.
I wanted to feel it again, and I knew I would... But it could be done in due time. I grabbed some tissues off my desk and cleaned up. I quickly put on my clothes, except for the socks and shoes, they'd be worthless now with my hooves. Perhaps I should invest in those toeless socks to keep my legs warm... I picked up the recorder, noticing it was still going, and said, in a feminine voice that even surprised me, "This is Dr. Herbert Kent. The changes seem to be complete... leaving me as what I can only assume to be a hermaphroditic goat-human hybrid... I wish you good luck in your endeavors, and I will surely miss my team here. But I must head into the city and assist the doctors there in making sense of this virus. Good bye."
I flipped off the tape recorder and placed it squarely on my desk, then packed up my things and headed for the door.
Hours later, there was a knock at the door. Then another. And a moment later, the door opened as a young woman poked her head inside. "Doctor? Doctor Kent? Hm, that's weird, he didn't sign out..." she said and entered. The room smelled of stale sex... that wasn't like Dr. Kent at all.
Curious, she looked around the room, and spotted the tape recorder on the Doctor's desk. The picked it up and flipped it on.
"This is Dr. Herbert Kent, assistant physician here at the institute. I seem to have contracted the Proteus virus at an unknown time and place..." the recorder went. The young nurse listened in silence as the Doctor went through his changes... and then proceeded to explore them. What really fascinated the nurse was the good ten minutes of nothing but delighted moans and screams of what she could only describe as bliss.
After the moans died down, there was silence for a minute until she could hear the tape recorder being picked up again, and a feminine voice said, "This is Dr. Herbert Kent. The changes seem to be complete... leaving me as what I can only assume to be a hermaphroditic goat-human hybrid..." The nurse fell back into the couch, stunned. "...and assist the doctors there in making sense of this virus. Good bye."
The nurse flipped the player off and set it aside, taking a minute to soak it all in. As she moved to get up, she placed a hand on the couch and felt a wet puddle of something. "Eugh! What the hell is this?" she grumbled, bringing the hand to her nose to smell.
"Smells... tasty."