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Jake had heard of the STT virus. Every news station was reporting it like it was the next Birdflu virus slated to spread across the world. Though it was a shock to hear that the infected were "mutated", it was downplayed by scientists worldwide as some chemical reaction to something unique in human blood. It's still debated daily as to how and where it originated, but Jake could care less about it all. Anytime the news hyped up a virus epidemic like this, it never turned out to be anything serious. Today's technology means that any risk of a worldwide epidemic is usually contained or prevented. There's procedures in place to prevent anything like this crossing boundaries, so what's there to worry about?

Slowly waking up, Jake crawled out of bed to the sound of another CNN report on the STT virus. He sat up groggily, staring in annoyance at the TV that had woken him up. Now they were talking to some specialist in the field of biomedicine. Finally awake enough, Jake fumbled for the remote to turn off the repetitive report. This is not what he needed to wake up to.

Jake went about his morning business, just like every other day. They all seemed to blur together lately. Ever since he got his own place, he'd fallen into an almost grueling routine, usually accomplishing nothing more than making enough money to pay the bills. Today would be different though. He finally had an interview with the company that he'd been applying to for years!

Suddenly remembering this, he shot a look at the clock. 10am... Only a few hours until his interview. He rushed about, getting ready and laying out his suit in preparation for 12 o'clock. He quickly undressed and hopped in the shower.

Three doors down the hall from Jake's apartment, uniformed police gathered outside. Several of them were dressed in a common suit-and-tie, with no identifiers save for a small patch on their right arms, Identifying themselves as VIAL officers. Others were dressed in hazmat suits, completely protected from head to toe against any form of contaminant. Two of them were carrying a large battering ram between them, moving into position to knock in the door to the apartment.

Jake stepped out of the shower, he looked himself over. A medium sized man at five-foot-eight, he had barely-contained dirty blonde hair and sharp blue-green eyes. As he was fussing with his hair, trying to get it to stay down yet again, he heard a loud knock at the door.

"That's odd... Nobody I know knows where I live..." He thought. Still dripping wet, he grabbed a towel and ran to the door cautiously. His neighborhood wasn't the best place to be, so it's best to be wary when someone unexpected shows up. Securing the towel, he slowly opened the door finding...

No one...

Standing there confused, he suddenly heard some very loud voices down the hall. He almost dropped the towel when he saw the panic inducing VIAL-branded uniforms. He had seen those uniforms all over the news lately. Not once did he think he would ever see them in a rural place like this. Could this mean there was a break-out of the STT virus nearby? His mind was reeling, barely registering what he was seeing... until one of the VIAL agents turned his way. For a brief moment, they both stood there looking at each other before the VIAL officer started striding towards him almost menacingly. Jake couldn't move, his hands clutching the towel around his waist.

"Sir, I need to ask you a few questions." The uniformed VIAL agent asked with an edge in his voice.

Stammering out a response, Jake finally said "Sure..." and quickly realized he was naked save for only a towel. "But... do y-you mind if I get dressed first...?" Jake managed to ask. With a curt nod, the VIAL agent stood there. A plain blue suit with the VIAL logo adorning the arm and black hair combed back and cut to perfection was a striking and imposing image that Jake wouldn't soon forget. Just as Jake slipped back and was closing the door, the agent blocked the door with a firm grip.

"I'm going to have to ask to come in" he said as he pushed the door open and stepped in, not even waiting for a response. "I'll wait" he said, taking a seat on the couch with a blank face. Jake sidestepped nervously into his room and got changed as quickly as possible.

"Sir, we have some routine questions we need to ask you." The VIAL agent said while taking out a small notepad and pen. Jake took a seat across from him and nervously nodded.

"Is this about the STT virus...? I've seen it across the news latel-"

"Have you had any contact with anyone in apartment 209?" He asked, ignoring Jake's question completely.

"Mrs. Wiles? Only at the beginning of the month to drop off my check... She's the landlord of this building" Jake regretted admitting that almost immediately. As soon as he finished, the agent's glare somehow grew more menacing.

"Any other contact outside of that instance?"

"N-no sir"

"To your knowledge, does Ms. Wiles live with anyone?"

"No. Her daughter stays with her sometimes, but she's been out of town for the past two months."

"Good, good. Now some personal questions. Have you experienced any increase in sex drive in the past two days?" The agent asked with an expressionless face.

"What?! N-no! Has the STT virus made it here-"

"Nothing to worry about, sir. Everything is taken care of." The agent said, obviously forcing himself to smile. "Here's my card. Call me if you notice anything else unusual. We will be cleared out within the hour."

"What about Ms. Wiles? Is she-"

"As I said, sir, everything is taken care of." The agent responded, cutting Jake off mid-sentence yet again.

With that, the agent turned towards the door and let himself out, leaving Jake standing in stunned silence. After a while, Jake snapped out of it and looked at the time. Only an hour left to get ready! He gathered himself and quickly and went to get dressed yet again.

Just as he was finishing up, there was another knock on the door, though this one sounded hurried and desperate. Once again wondering who it could be, he nervously made his way to the door. The knocking didn't stop until the moment he opened the door.

Martha practically barged in the door and into Jake's arms without a word. Almost toppling over in shock, he quickly recovered himself. "Marth? What are you doing here? I thought you were out of town!" Jake exclaimed. "Your mother's house was quarantined off today and they wouldn't tell me what's going on! I think they were agents from VIAL.... I was just going to call you but..."

"I heard they are looking for me! I've been in town for a few day now and I think they caught wind that I was with her. You have to let me stay here! I'll... make it worth the time!" Martha drawled with a predatory look in her eye. Jake was momentarily startled to see not even a hint of concern in her eyes about her apartment.

Jake and Martha had had an off-and-on fling for the past couple years. The first day Jake moved in, Martha brought over a welcome package and things just kind of hit it off from there. Just when they were getting close, Martha was accepted at a prestigious university across the state and has been bouncing back and forth since. Whenever he got the chance, she stopped by town for the weekend. Normally, he wouldn't hesitate to take Martha up on her offer, and the growing tightness of his pants further compelled him to, but today had just been too crazy...

"Look, Marth, it's just... I don't know what's going on down the hall right now and with VIAL poking around.... let' just hold off for now."

"Fine. I understand." Martha replied, dejectedly, almost pouting. Given the circumstances, Jake decided to call and reschedule his appointment, instead spending the day consoling Martha. They watched a movie together and tried to relax from all of the earlier tension. Martha was unusually clingy to Jake, though it went mostly unnoticed.

Later that evening, Martha whipped up some coffee since neither of them could sleep. With a glint in her eye, Martha offered to whip up a "special" brew. On first taste, Jake was immediately hooked. It had a weird, but good, aftertaste to it that he's never had before. After downing a second cup, he couldn't take his eyes off Martha. The way she strutted around the kitchen, probably intentionally, only turned him on more. An hour or so later, he couldn't help himself anymore.

"Marth... listen... I know what I said earlier about holding off but..."

Before he could finish, she practically tackled him on the couch. Their lips locked, started tearing at their clothes, desperate to get them off as quickly as possible all the while never breaking hold of each-other. They paused long enough to look at each-other, lying naked and wanting. Martha, let her short blonde hair down and looked stared longingly at Jake with green eyes. Weren't they supposed to be blue? No matter. His penis throbbed, getting even harder at the sight of her lithe and naked figure. Her breasts seemed especially full, seemingly even a larger size than last they got together.

When he looked down, his heart skipped a beat upon seeing the soft patch hair around her vagina. The same blonde as her hair, it seemed to be a course fur reaching almost to her thigh.

"Y-your infected!? My god, Marth! Why didn't you tell me!? What happened?!" Jake asked, trying to keep himself from yelling, lest any neighbors hear. "You almost spread it to me! Christ Marth!"

"It's too late for that, Jake. How did you like my special brew?" She asked, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I needed you Jake. I needed your help, just like I said!"

His mind reeling, Jake couldn't take his eyes off Martha. His already hard shaft getting even harder, wanting her more than anything. Any doubt he had was quickly overshadowed by his desperate need of her.

Martha must have seen his resignation and pounced on him again, grinding her hips against him, teasing him even more. Jake couldn't take it anymore and gripped her by the waist, sliding his dick in Martha. Both of them overcome by their need for each other, they locked lips again. Jake could feel everything shaper than before. As Martha continued to milk his shaft, Jake could feel every slight movement. He moved his hands down to rub at her nipples, causing a yelp of pleasure from Martha.

With the pressure building, Jake suddenly flipped Martha over and lay on top of her, never breaking contact and pumping her faster. The pressure built up in him agonizingly, but relief was always just out of reach. He could feel his penis grow larger, and odd sensation as pressure built up just at the base. He could tell that Martha was in just as much pleasure, already having orgasmed once. He kept going though, desperate to relief the agonizing pressure continually building just at the base of his dick.

He looked at Martha almost desperately and faintly registered that her now green eyes had a slit-like pupil to them, looking distinctly feline. With her moans of pleasure, he would have noticed that her teeth had grown definitively sharper. All of this, including a sense of panic, would have registered with him if his mind wasn't entirely focused on finally reaching climax.

At last, he couldn't help himself and finally came. Groaning in the overwhelming pleasure, he came harder and longer than he ever had. His mind swimming with relief and pleasure, he collapsed on Martha, almost too weak to move. He tried to roll over, but realized he didn't have the energy to make the move. Or, that's not right, he physically couldn't roll over and even trying sent more waves of pleasure through him.

Looking down, he saw that Martha isn't the only one to have changed a bit now. Around the base of his shaft, he could see a tight-fitting sheath with a coarse black fur spreading around the area. Realizing he was still tied to Martha, his mind froze. He could feel the knot that inflated his penis, locking him in place with Martha.

"Oh god Jake. I knew I made the right choice coming here! I'm so sorry to do this, but I needed you. Can you understand now?" Martha asked, exasperated. Jake knew what she meant now. Even though he was spent, he could still feel the base need, growing stronger little by little.

"It's.... It's ok. I understand. I just wish you would have told me-" he said halfheartedly, trying to pull out once more only to still be knotted. "It seems... this might take a bit" he said with a smile and resigning to lay beside her.

"It feels amazing anyway..." Martha said, still gasping in pleasure. As Jake lay beside her, he watched as her ears slowly started to grow more rounded. It looked like someone had pinched the ends, slowly dragging them up the side of her head, coming to a rest on top, fully rounded and standing straight up. Small hair began to sprout along the outside of each, almost blending in with her hair.

Her new ears twitched and Martha gasped when Jake's pressure finally relented enough to slip out. He glanced down at his new member that seemed to be slowly retreating back into his sheath. His entire groin had gained a light coating of black fur, building into a still-tight sheath. His penis had changed shape completely. Having taken on a darker red color and tapering to a point, it also sported a rather intimidating-looking knot near the base, though that was slowly deflating. The whole thing seemed to be even a couple inches bigger than he was used to. Jake couldn't help but grip his knew member, amazed at the newly enhanced sensitivity. A he did, he watched as the fur around his groin had slowly started to spread again, making him stop.

"Marth, we should... we should top. We don't know what's going to happen to us ... The VIAL agent left his card. Maybe we should give him a call and get some help. We don't know how we are going to end up!"

"Jake... I don't know. I've heard rumors about that group. Who knows what they will do to us. Let's just... think it over. Figure this out."

Exasperated, Jake sulked to his bedroom and collapsed on the bed. "You can sleep with me. Unless you want to sleep on the couch, I don't have another bed." He called out. Martha joined him a moment later, looking just as exhausted. They both lay there trying, and failing again, to get some sleep.

"How did you get infected anyway?" Jake asked. He was curious how the virus managed to get past any of the protocols VIAL may have in place.

"I don't know exactly, but I think it started when we went to this small bakery across town. They had a special on their famous pastry and were giving them out free to anyone passing by. I thought it tasted strange at first, but I wound up eating the whole thing. Afterwards... I began to feel needy. I tried to take care of it myself, but it just wasn't the same. I guess that's how I got the fur around there. I was so shocked, I thought I must be going crazy, but then I remembered the reports about the STT virus going around the world. I tried to ignore it, but it was just... so empty and I needed someone. I wasn't thinking straight when I some of my own milk to your coffee..."

"It's fine. I'm glad you're back in town at least." Jake said, smiling with heavy eyelids. Eventually sleep overtook them both.

Jake woke up to a wet sensation in the bed. Groggily, he wondered why the bed would be wet... Did Marth spill something? Once he started waking up a bit more, he felt a distinct emptiness in the pit of his stomach... or rather below his stomach. Moving the sheets, he saw a large wet spot forming around his waist. His mind froze in panic. He shakily reached a hand down to dab at the substance, already knowing what it is. His unsteady hand slowly reaching between his legs, searching for the source of the dampness and his own emptiness. When his fingers reached behind hiss fuzzy balls to his taint, or where it should have been, they kept going with little resistance. A sharp wave of pleasure rolled through him as he sunk his hands into his new pussy.

Writhing in pleasure, he couldn't help but moan in pleasure, causing Martha to stir from her sleep, her ears pointed ears twitching at the sound of Jake next to her. She rolled over staring at him, confused at first. She saw him reaching between his legs, eagerly trying to finger his new pussy to cumming.

"That's not going to help. Trust me... Let me help" Martha said, barely even asking as she moved on top of him, holding his arm from himself. Jake finally napped out of it and looked up to see Martha's startling figure against the shadows of early morning. Over the course of the night, her changes must have continued. Her face now resembled a cross between a feline and human. Her mouth and nose pointed out slightly into a small muzzle and was gaining length slowly as Jake watched. The blonde fur already having spread across most of her face, her eyes looked even more predatory than before, gaining all the characteristics of a large feline including slitted pupils and bright coloration. It seemed that the fur had also spread to most of her body, though it was very light and still strongly resembling human for now.

Martha's newly formed nose twitched as her muzzle continued to grow. She could smell Jake's heat below. Her eyes practically glazed over as she lowered her head to his sheath. Nuzzling it lightly, she watched as it steadily grew from its furred sheath. In no time, it was hard and straining against himself as Jake squirmed in even more pleasure, now enrapt by both his pussy and canine dick.

"P....please...Don't... Don't stop!" he practically shouted, overcome with his desire and wanting nothing more than release once more. With a feline smirk, Martha lowered her head and nuzzled his furry sack aside and reached out with her tongue, lapping at Jake's dripping pussy. The texture of Martha's tongue was like nothing he ever felt. His mind blanked as Martha lapped at his new sex, her tongue going in deeper and deeper with each lick.

Jake felt himself approaching orgasm, but something was missing. His canine cock pulsed again, gaining even more length as it fully emerged from the sheath. Jake grabbed it without thinking and began stroking himself while Martha continued lapping at his needy pussy. Before long, he orgasmed from both sides and cried out in pleasure, his voice cracking and gaining pitch permanently. He could feel a tightness on his chest at the same time. The tightness grew with each breath, until it finally got his attention. Looking down, Jake saw his nipples inflating quickly, becoming small breasts that he couldn't tear his eyes off of.

After a couple minutes of Jake coming down off of his orgasms, Martha looked up and her eyes widened at the site. Mur muzzle now fully-formed, she found it difficult, though not impossible, to talk.

"Well that's certainly interesting. Seems like you are getting the best of both worlds, hon." She said hungrily. Once she noticed that he had recovered, rather quickly, from his orgasm, she pinned him down on the bed. "Now it's my turn."

She climbed on top of him, grinding against his hips and causing his red shaft to emerge once more, already hard and knotted. She continued to grind against him teasingly, until she finally relented and slipped on top of his canine dick. Already wet with precum, it slipped in easily. She slid down to his knot and sat there, moving her waist back and forth. Jake grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss, slowly massaging her breasts. Before long, she was close to orgasm and in one final push, she popped herself down to Jake's sheath, taking the knot in and gasping at the sensation. Both Jake and Martha were sent over the edge again and collapsed from the pleasure. They lay there, almost literally panting.

Suddenly, Jake doubled over atop Martha at the sensation of his spine stretching and detaching from the base of his back. Unable to twist and see for himself, he reached back to feel a nub atop his butt extending and growing longer and longer. As it grew, it sprouted the same fur that covered his sheath and balls, though much more dense. In no time at all, he could move it around into sight to see the unmistakable fox tail that had grown from his spine.

Martha watched the whole even curiously, completely unconscious to her own changes as her muzzle finished forming and locked into place. Her entire face now looked dominantly feline, more closely resembling a lioness. The fur continued to sprout in thicker across her body as well. As she reached out to feel Jake's new tail, she saw that her hands had grown noticeably stubbier. Her fingers were much shorter and less dexterous. She pulled her hand back in surprise and watched her nails grow out into pointed claws. Jake caught sight and stared at the sight, frightened.

Still locked together, a sense of panic overtook them both. Martha's head seemed to finally be clearing from the lust-filled haze. "What are we going to do Jake? Maybe we should call that VIAL agent after all..."

"Yeah. I-I think that might be for the best. It seems like you are turning more and more into a lion... or rather, a lioness I suppose."

"And you a fox, judging by that tail of yours."

"Yeah... but you seem much further along than me. If you become a full lion, what will I... I'm calling that VIAL agent."

Jake fumbled for his phone and quickly dialed the number on the card he was given. After a few rings, a generic answering machine voiced clear instructions to not visit a hospital and instead leave a name, number, and address after the tone. Jake did as the machine instructed and glanced at Martha worriedly.

"Now what?" He asked. "Let's just get cleaned up for now. We'll just take this one step at a time." Jake threw on some older clothes, trying to find a loose enough shirt to hide his breasts and a loose pair of sweatpants to cover his new sheath.

"Agreed. I'm going to hop in the shower first." Martha said while gathering up her clothes. Halfway to the bathroom, she tripped and almost fell flat on her face. Rushing in, Jake hurried to her side asking if she was ok.

"I'm fine, just a bit clums-" She stopped mid-sentence as they both looked at her feet. Martha's toes were growing wider, the same light fur covering her legs and feet. She expected to feel pain when her heel lengthened and bone snapped and reformed. Dark pads began to expand from the bottom of each of her thick toes. At the same time, her nails grew to a point and thickened into distinctive claws. Jake and Martha sat there, staring all the while this process happened over several minutes.

Jake's penis began to emerge from its sheath at the sight of Martha's new changes. He wanted to tell himself that he wasn't turned on, that this isn't right, but he couldn't deny that the bestial change was... almost exotic. He caught himself before his hand reached down towards his shaft. Instead, he helped Martha to her feet. Surprisingly, she was still able to walk, though it was definitely more awkward.

"I'm... I'm fine. I hope that agent gets here soon or... I don't know." She smiled sadly as she made her way toward the bathroom, not bothering with her clothes anymore.

Jake tried to occupy himself in the meantime and made breakfast for them both. As we was cooking the eggs, his skin had started to itch under the loose shirt he had thrown on. His small breasts were still noticeable under his shirt, but that wasn't what was bothering him. When he lifted his shirt, he found that the black fur had spread from his groin to most of his chest and back. He couldn't help but scratch as the fur continued to grow in more and more dense, covering his chest and breasts. Beneath the fur, he felt two more rows of nipples forming under his current set. As his hands brushed over them, more waves of pleasure rippled through his body and his top pair of breasts expanded, growing larger and larger in time with his breathing.

Forcing himself to stop, he decided to finish breakfast first. Just as the eggs finished, Martha emerged from the shower, her fur still damp. She gripped the walls for support walking. Jake prepared a couple plates and they both sat down to eat and wait for help to come. Martha scarfed her meal down, thanking Jake.

After a couple hours had passed, the tension grew tighter. Martha looked at Jake worriedly, but Jake couldn't keep his hands off himself. With his new breasts and constantly wet pussy demanding his attention, he could hardly focus. Martha watched as Jakes hands shrank as he rubbed his hands across his developing breasts. Though his hands stopped shrinking at a certain length, his fingers still thickened slightly, developing a clawed tip on each. All the while, the black fur spread throughout the rest of his body.

Martha could feel her own need again while watching Jake. "Jake... I'm not gonna last much longer. He's not going to show up. I can't take it anymore..." She exclaimed, looking at him expectantly. Jake sat there, idly still rubbing a paw-like hand idly across his chest.

"Marth...are you sure? Are you sure you want to do this? There may not be any coming back from this."

Martha didn't bother responding, instead getting up and walking towards Jake and pulling him into a kiss. Jake's body exploded with a fire-like need for Martha. Embracing, they both fell to the floor. Jake's penis was fully exposed and painfully hard and his pussy felt emptier than before, needing something, anything, to help him. He yelped as he rolled onto his tail, an unfamiliar pain shooting up his spine.

"Bedroom?" Jake asked, wincing.

"Bedroom." Martha confirmed.

Halfway there, Martha fell again, though this time, instead of crashing to the floor, landed on her front paws. An audible crack sounded as soon as she hit the floor. She tried for a minute to get back up before giving up and padding towards the bedroom, almost as if it came naturally.

Jake followed unquestioningly, his body's fire blocking out reason. He practically jumped on the bed, wanting relief more than anything. Martha gave a growl that Jake could only interpret as 'hurry up', but he didn't need to be told twice. Martha prowled on top of Jake and lowered herself onto his throbbing vulpine dick. The rest of Martha's changes began almost instantly. As Jake's cock pushed further and further in each time, her tailbone extended further and further outward, covered in the same blonde fur that adorned the rest of her figure.

Jake was sent to new heights again as his penis went deeper in. He wanted nothing more than to fully hilt her, but decided to let Martha do what she wanted as her changes completed. Her tail grew longer, while her breasts were absorbed back into her body.

Jake could feel his own changes wash over him even as he approached orgasm. His face started to extend outward while his teeth re-arranged and grew sharper into a vulpine muzzle. His ears also grew pointed as they migrated to the top of his head. His face looked more foxlike than human now with dark black fur covering his new features...

Suddenly Martha plunged herself all the way to the hilt, her pussy a very tight fit around Jake's knot. Martha roared as she came, human speech seemingly impossible for her now. She was entirely indistinguishable from a lioness now. Though Jake could see the faint spark of human intelligence in her eyes, he didn't know how long it would last. That might be good for him, as he was still tied to her and quickly approaching his own orgasm.

Reaching his hand down to fondle his dripping pussy, he squirmed in pleasure as the pressure built more and more. His changes progressing faster, he could feel his feet crack and extend, however also growing larger. His toes grew outward and thicker than Martha's had. Pads began to develop on the bottom of each toe and claws formed from his extending nails.

Jake finally came and growled in pleasure. They both lay there spent. Checking himself over, Jake saw that his body was very similar to a fox, with black fur covering his body completely. At least, he thought, he had retained some of his humanity judging by his still mostly-formed hands. He thought he might be able to run quadrapedal if he really tried, though, the way his legs had twisted.

When he relaxed enough and slid out of Martha, he decided it might be best to leave her in the room... just in case. He got up on shaky feet, trying to figure out how to walk on his newly formed legs. After a few moments, he was able to walk without the support of the wall or bedframe. Experimentally, he dropped to all fours, finding that the position came just as easily as walking upright. Moving around even seemed easier this way.

Suddenly worried that he might be locked in that position, he stood upright and quietly exited the room and shut the door behind him. As he turned around, though, he nearly had a heart-attack as he saw the VIAL agent standing there, a gun aimed right at Jake's chest.

Without a word, the gun went off, though without as loud of a bang as Jake had expected. He also didn't feel the sharp pain he expected. Instead, he looked down to see a small syringe embedded in his shoulder.

Jake's thoughts grew fuzzy as his balance wavered. The vial agent wasted no time and walked towards Jake, gripping his arms and pulling them behind his back and binding them. The last thing Jake saw before his vision going dark was the agent entering the room behind him.