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Ex-resistance Safehouse

The place was just as busy as ever! What was once a survival shelter had now become a love room littered with furries. The primal moans emanating from the orgies served as the perfect background noise for the infected ex-resistance members. Despite their changes, they still retained their passion, most of them continued working away at any projects that hadn't succumbed to 'water damage'.

A buff female beagle was struggling to hold her screwdriver properly in her large paws, and her hefty bosom was making it difficult to see the small, delicate robot she was trying to fix. “Uuurgggh… it's too hard!!" She whined.

“Need some help?"

A male falcon anthro approached, who finally decided to lend a hand after getting enough amusement from watching her ordeal. “Actually, what're you even building?"

The dog girl rested her head on the table, whining like a puppy as she continued to sulk, “it was supposed to be our surveillance bot…"

He snorted, “ain't it a bit… late for that now?"

“I knoooow, but I wanna finish it…" she raised her canine paws to show him, “but I can't hold my tools properly with these… oven-mitts for hands!"

He rolled his eyes at the triviality of her conundrum. Why get so caught up in your old life, when you could be having much more fun with your new one? But the anthro's sad puppy-eyes were surprisingly effective. The falcon sighed, “fine, I'll see what I can do…"

“Yay~!"

As the two began working, a red hawk anthro stumbled into the furry workspace on her shaky avian legs.

“You're all seriously right back to it? I thought it would be harder to find all of you."

A male frog croaked as he popped his head out of his small corner, surprised to see another mentally-sound infected, “Karly..?"

“Ehe, I'm back~" Karly replied, her feathered ass made a resounding *SQUELCH* as she took a seat on a workbench.

The beagle anthro excitedly darted to her leader, “it's great to have you back, Boss!" Suddenly she picked up a scent, as her canine nose began scanning around Karly, “*sniff sniff* hmmm, you smell a lot like that shark guy…"

Karly's feathers ruffled at the comment. She quivered a little, as her body remembered the multitude of backshots she lovingly took from Keith, “ye-yeah, we had just a bit of fun together."

“Is Marco back?" The frog anthro asked.

“He's… occupied."

Not long after, the rest of the former rebels gathered round her, wondering what she'd say next…

“Keith has given me free rein to command the horde. He has his own plans, but we're gonna help by stopping Harriett and her group of friends…"

Chatter erupted amongst the army. The falcon seemed annoyed that he was still being given orders. “And what do we get for doing this?"

Karly thought for a moment. “How about some special alone time with me? Or Marco, if that's what you'd prefer. He's enormous now…"

The reward spread excitement throughout the furs around. The dog girl and frog guy turned to each other…

“*croak* I'd take either…"

“I'd take both!"

“Of course, any other humans are free game." Karly was glad to see a lust-fueled flame was lit under each of them! “Can you all do that for me?"

“YES BOSS!" They all howled in unison.

Karly smiled, glad to see their discipline remained with their sanity. Unlike the rest of the horde, they had a plethora of tools and gadgetry at their disposal to ensnare and corrupt humans with.

“Good, then let's go wild!"

Cafeteria

“BELLA!!"

The growing crocodile anthro slammed Bella to the floor as it crunched into her right shoulder with a powerful biting force, spewing blood across the kitchen floor. Everyone unleashed whatever they could into the croc, shooting up its scaly hide with tranquiliser darts. Eventually the reptile relented, releasing its sharp jaws on the poor girl as it entered a deep slumber.

The panicked group surrounded their bitten friend, watching in terror as Bella wrenched from the pain! Red pooled around the series of puncture holes lining thr right side of her hazmat.

Chase found a small first aid box up on one of the kitchen shelves. “Take off her suit! I'll try to treat the wound."

“Oh god, Bella…" Carmen sobbed, as Bella started to wake back up.

“H-how bad is it… nNGH! …looking?" Bella groaned as Chase finished wrapping her up tightly in bandages.

“It's pretty bad. We'll need to get you to the infirmary to disinfect it" he replied. “I think… ah! There's one on the fifth floor, the one they use for clinical trials!"

Harriet nodded, “I should be able to access it with my clearance, let's go everyone!"

Infirmary

Everyone locked in, working as a cohesive unit to beeline to the infirmary. They were using plenty of their already scarce ammo on whatever crossed their warpath, but Bella needed the treatment.

The group rushed in. The pure white room was locked so it hadn't been touched by the furries. When was the last time they had entered a completely clean room? Ty set Bella down gently on the sterile bedding. Her breathing had now turned erratic, and her face was becoming flush.

“Hey, HEY Bella!! It's okay, you're gonna be alright, okay?" Said Ty.

Chase went to remove the bandaging he applied. Strangely enough, the blood was already drying around the wrapped area. After uncovering the wound everyone gasped and screamed!

Bella sat up, looking confused, “h-huh?!! W-what's wrong guys…?"

She was healed!

All that was left was a gnarly scar around the shoulder where Bella was bit. But before she could continue, a terrible heat shot out from where she was supposed to be injured. She fell back in her bed, without even realizing it, her hands had already begun moving to her breasts and nether regions.

“Ahnnnn~ …s-shit! D-did I get infected? I-I feel so hott…"

The other six froze. Once again, they had lost another friend to the supervirus. Soon, Bella was gonna become another one of those slobbering beast, desperately looking for a good fuck…

Ty aimed his gun at the girl, “should I stop her now?!"

Bella shot back up, the other could see her dark, grunge-style clothing was already beginning to tear as her body rapidly swelled in size. “W-wait! Guys, I-I'm not crazy yet!" She raised her hands to shield herself, revealing soft paw pads had already grown in on her palms and fingertips.

“What, you're saying you haven't been corrupted?" Said Carmen.

Ty kept his finger on the trigger, “BULLSHIT! She's tryna get us to loosen our guard!"

Bella moaned again as dark purple fur rapidly started spreading from the center of her largening breasts, really not helping her case. She pleaded once again, “aren't they usually always cumming over how hot they are or how amazing it feels? I-I'm still talking to you guys like n-normal *moan* aren't I?"

Ty felt someone push past him, “woah! What the… CHASE?!!"

Chase had walked directly up to Bella! He was now an arm's length away from her, any moment now she could leap out and infect him…

But she didn't.

“I'm… still in control…" She panted.

Chase nodded, signaling the others to hold their fire for now, “I believe you, just keep fighting…"

Bella tried to remain calm, focussing instead on her transformation. As she rolled over and rested on her arms her asschecks clapped together, plumped up with flesh. The expansion greatly widened her hips out as they tore apart her once baggy pants, exposing her bouncy rear and moistening pussy to the other six.

“F-fuck!! It really does feel amazing, though…"

Soon her feet bursted out of her socks. As the fur covered them, her digits morphed and swelled into a big pair of fuzzy paws.

The fur finally reached her face, stretching her face out into a stubby snout with a purple nose. Her ears stretched out wide, shifting her ear piercings high atop her head once her huge, pointy ears had settled. Bella yelped as her body continued its expansion. She opened her mouth to roll out a long, flat tongue, exposing a sharp pair of fangs, her canines had grown especially large, similar to that of a vampire's.

Bella's intense moaning grew as she tore into her pillow with her newly grown-in claws. Pressure was rising in her back, and a pair of large bumps quickly pushed themselves out of her tearing top. With a loud *SHHHHRRIIIPPPP!!!!* she finally got some release!

“UUUOOOOAAAAAAAHHHHHNNNN~" She screamed, arching her head back as a large pair of purple membranous wings unfurled themselves from her back! The ripped top finally freed her burgeoning F-cup, leaving the jiggly mounds hanging as Bella panted heavily. The changes were clearly taking a toll on her psyche, but Chase could see she was fighting back just as hard.

Bella's transition into a bat anthro was complete. She turned back to the Harriett and the others. Her fur seemed to puff out a bit as she became flustered, realizing they had just seen all of it — all of her.

“Could you quit gawking at me guys…" she asked, wrapping herself up in her wings out of embarrassment.

“AH! …sorry."

Seeing her friend was alright helped Carmen to relax a little, she smiled warmly as she approached. “How're you feeling now?"

“Ughhhh… I'm burning up inside, and my head feels like a ton of bricks!" Said Bella, “I could really go for a smoke right now. Actually…"

The bat got out of the bed and attempted to balance on her new paws, causing her butt to bounce around as she adjusted her stance. She ruffled through the torn remains of her clothes, finding a small blunt in what seemed to be a back pocket.

The bat's face lit up, “hell yeah, I still got one left! Anyone got a light?"

“*sigh* some things never change…" Carmen grumbled.

Chase could see Harriett was getting excited at this new revelation. “How fascinating! Could I perhaps run some tests on you, Bella?" She asked.

Bella flinched at her friend's request, “w-what kind of tests…?"

“Nothing too invasive. I'll just need a hair sample, a mouth swab, definitely a blood sample too…

“Sounds pretty invasive Harriett!" Bella complained.

“It'll probably take a while, but we may be able to learn something new about the virus from it."

Carmen, Ty, Sam and Ginny were confused by Harriett's sudden change in direction. Ty interjected, “woah woah, we're not planning on staying here that long, are we?"

Harriett continued, “there's no choice. This may be the only time we'll ever come across an infected person that doesn't want to cover us in their… fluids. It would be a waste to not do any research!"

“But, we should be focussing on getting to the crisis room, surely? The Biohazard Squad can deal with trying to cure them." Carmen argued.

“A big part of the problem is our lack of knowledge regarding this outbreak. Take Bella for example, we didn't even consider the possibility that some of the infected could maintain their humanity! Improving what we know only benefits us in the long term as we try to escape!"

The stubborn look on Harriett's face showed she was determined to see this through. But it also seemed the others weren't gonna back down. Chase stepped up to propose a new idea. “How about this? I'll stay with Harriett to help speed up the tests, whilst you four start making your way to the crisis room. We can catch up with you four once we gather the data."

“No way dude! That's practically serving us up on a plate to those freaks!" Ginny replied. “No offense, Bella."

“A smaller group would be less likely to be caught…" Harriett added, “and if there happened to be too many of them, you could always just come back."

“But how do we get access to the crisis room?" Asked Sam.

Harriett grabbed a small sheet of paper and scribbled down a series of instructions. She handed it over to Carmen, the least likely of the bunch to lose the precious paper. “That contains all the codes you'd need to open up the crisis room and bring in the BS, they can rescue us back here once they're inside and then we can pass on the data we acquired."

Carmen sighed, still reluctant to commit to such a plan. But she knew Harriett — once she sets her mind on something interesting, she could never be stopped. She trusted Bella's determination to stay in control, but she was relieved that Chase was staying back to keep Harriett company and provide support. “Fine… let's get ready guys."

Ginny headed over to a cabinet full of chemical reagents, she searched each shelf and collated a bunch of bottles and other materials. “This, and that… ooooh! Definitely need that…" She dragged Chase over to the top with all her ingredients. She'd need an extra set of hands to make her next masterpiece, and he was the only one who could understand her madness.

Once the four friends were ready, they fastened on their gas masks and ran out the infirmary's exit, whilst the trio left behind proceeded ahead with their experiment. The infirmaries at Freedman were also where all of the clinical trials were conducted, so they had plenty of medical equipment needed to take samples. They sat Bella down on the bed again as they made preparations. However…

“S-shit… why n-now…" Bella huffed. She seemed to be growing more and more flustered. Harriett and Chase were becoming more alluring… enthralling even! She could feel her love juices run down her thick thighs as her lower region grew slick with wetness. The virus was taking root deeper inside her, trying harder to coax her into satiating her baser nature.

The human pair backed off as Bella shot up, and flew away to a far corner of the sterile room."d-don't come near me!" She moaned as she squeezed her busty body tightly. It was like her body was screaming orders into her mind! Demanding Bella to pounce on her friends, to spread the gift and take their love deep inside her.

“Are there *moan* any separate rooms?" Bella pleaded.

Harriett pointed to a dark door across the room from her, “there's a storeroom over there I think."

A purple blur zoomed across the infirmary into the storeroom, Bella slammed the door behind her.

“Lock the door until I say so!!" The pair followed her order, they could both hear her moans slowly ramping up inside the storeroom.

Chase was starting to look more doubtful. “Will she… really be ok?"

Inside, Bella had already begun humping and grinding on the shelving units that surrounded her. Searching frantically for anything that could help satisfy her growing lust. Unable to find any object worthy of penetrating her needy taint, she was forced to use her own claws.

It was exhilarating! The bat anthro's body shuddered as her hand-paws plunged into her ever-soaking cunt. Tantalizing the burning walls of her birth canal was driving her crazy — she needed to go further. The other hand fondled her tits, kneading and pulling on them blasted Bella's psyche with pleasure. Her hand was entirely consumed by her lower lips, stimulating her g-spot to a degree she had never experienced before. It wasn't long till she reached her climax!

Bella wailed as her pussy sprayed its warm love all over the expensive equipment in front of her. Her orgasm continued as she felt a pressure growing like crazy in her teats. Soon enough, her creamy, white milk began streaming out of her huge tits. The bat's eyes rolled back as her body spasmed, splattering ropes of milk everywhere! It just kept going… and going… and GOING! Her mind was endlessly being flooded with pleasure!

Eventually, her high subsided. Bella returned to reality, now sat in a gooey, milky puddle of her own depravity. But, it felt warm — it felt good, amazing even. And she was still burning up inside, her pussy desired more…

“This… *huff huff* …is gonna take a while…"

If this was what those anthros were dealing with, then it's no wonder they were all going crazy! But she had to stay strong, or she'd corrupt the others. No matter how long it took, she was going to overcome her own lust.

“AGAIN!" She roared as she continued masturbating wildly.

Her next climax was even stronger than the last, causing her to slam into the shelves violently as she failed to tame her convulsions. The amount of fluids pouring out of her breasts and vagina was insane, and had turned her puddle of love into a shallow pool. This had to be the last time right?

“AAAGGGGAAAAINNNNNN~"

Would it ever stop?!

Back outside, all Chase and Harriett could do was wait patiently for Bella to… fight her demons. The sensual sounds she was making were so sultry and feral, the pair were starting to doubt their friend would return sane.

“It's been 30 minutes…" said Chase, keeping his weapon ready in case Bella decided to break open the door.

“She's really enjoying herself in there…" Harriett joked, laughing awkwardly.

Chase turned to his friend, looking like he had something he needed to get off his chest now they were alone…

“Harriett, how're you dealing with all this so well?"

That single question was able to unmask everything the woman was hiding. “Honestly… I'm not. *sigh* …It's been crushing me, Chase. The stress of it all, being the only one who can get us out of here!"

“What if I messed up and got infected? There'd be no hope left for the rest of you, you'd all be forced to live out your days running from an ever increasing pack of monsters until the Biohazard Squad breaks in. I'm too afraid of that future… it's the only thing keeping me going."

“But after we all argued, and I gave Carmen the codes — I couldn't help but think that this was just an excuse for me to pass off my responsibility to those four! What if they don't make it back? What if… I just sent them off to get infected?!"

Harriett was beginning to cry, so Chase comforted her with an embrace. “No! No, don't think that. They're strong Harriett, stronger than you might think. Infection has always been a possibility, but they understood that risk and accepted it regardless, they wouldn't have agreed if they didn't believe in us either. So, we gotta believe in them — that, they'll do the right thing out there…"

Harriett quickly wiped away her tears and sniffled a little. She wanted to trust Chase's words — even if it was just a little, it was enough to lighten the terrible weight on her heart.

Chase continued, “I've never seen this side of you before, it's… comforting. You're not always that perfect prodigy that everyone else sees, only we get to see the real you. Dorky, stubborn, way too engrossed in her research..."

She pouted, clearly taking offense at the jab, “hey!! and what about you, huh?"

He smirked, “I've never found it easy to open up to others. But after meeting everyone here at Freedman, I finally felt like I had a place where I belonged, where I didn't need to hide myself and just be… me!"

“And most of that is thanks to you, Harriett. I'm always at my realest when I'm around you…"

Blood quickly rushed up Harriett's face, shading it a light pink with blush! Was this a confession? Was this really how Chase felt? Why was he telling her this now of all times?

But the mood was set, and the pair could feel themselves drawing closer to each other…

“Oh Chase… I-"

“OOOOOHHHHHGGGGGAAAAAWWWWWWDDDDD!!!!!FFFFFUUUUCCCKKKKYYYESSSSS~!!!"

*silence*

“G-guys… I-I'm ready to come out now~"

With the atmosphere killed, the two made their way to the storeroom door. The possibility Bella had been corrupted still held water, so Harriett readied to open the door, whilst Chase aimed at the entrance, ready to fire at the slightest suspicion.

A white wave of fluid gushed out as Harriett gently opened the heavy door. The sterile medical room had finally been soiled with furry leakage, matching the rest of the building spaces. Eventually, Bella trudged on out with each of her steps squelching on the sloppy floor. Her once shiny coat was matt and sticky with fluids, she looked like she just finished running a marathon.

“Finally… *pant* I won. *pant* I achieved clarity."

Chase was too curious, “just what were you doing in there??"

“YOU DON'T... NEED... TO KNOW… Capisce?" Bella hissed as she got up in his face.

“…Y-yes ma'am!" Chase replied, trying his best not to stare into the massive bat jugs that swung directly in front of his face.

Harriett sighed, “Can we finally take samples?"

“Yeah, j-just gimme a sec… I needa lie down."