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Epilogue: Isolation

David felt himself drifting along a sea of muscular hands, slowly passing him from cluster to cluster of infected. He had no idea where they were moving him to, but he didn't care, his eyes closed as he surrendered to their movements. Slowly, he would feel a bed underneath him, the hands carefully, almost reverently settling him down onto the matress. "It's kind of funny, isn't it?" he hears a voice say, his eyes remaining closed until he recognizes who's voice it is. Brandon. He opens his eyes, staring down his body to look at the doberman. The doberman's yellow eyes stared back at him, a broad grin along the dog's muzzle. From behind him, in the pitch black, David could see hundreds of pairs of yellow eyes, circling around the bed that was illuminated in a spotlight that kept the darkness at bay. "You and Paul, I mean. Everyone saw it, except you two. I can't even be mad about it, all things considered," the doberman continues, before he slides up on the bed and starts to stroke along the tiger's erect cock, making the feline incredibly aware that he was naked. The tiger almost jerks away from Brandon's grip, but then Robert's hands are on his shoulders, the leopard pressing the tiger back into the bed to look up at the grinning leopard's face and similar yellow eyes. "Shh. Just enjoy it and listen, stripes," he urges.

Brandon continues to stroke the tiger's cock, chuckling at Robert as he starts to move further up the bed. "Anyway, you know why you're here, right?" David looks confused, his lips starting to part to speak before Robert rests a finger to them, shhing quietly to him. The leopard's other free hand is gently stroking along the tiger's face, before it grips it roughly, the light around the bed getting blinding for a moment--

--even alive? I wanted him sedated, not a morphine addict, you fuck-ups!" a voice snarls above him, the grip on his jaw loosened, leaving his face to lull to the side--

--to stare face-to-face with Raz, the golden retriever leaning in to gently kiss at the tiger's lips as the light returns to its regular brightness. Or it could have been a bit dimmer...David was having a hard time focusing on such details with Raz slowly kissing him. When the dog pulls back, he presses a finger to those lips again before they can ask for Paul. Almost instinctively, the tiger finds himself sucking on the finger, growling softly in lust until he realizes what the fuck he's doing, jerking back from Raz's finger. "It's alright, man," tensing up as he sees the finger belong to Gerard instead of Raz. "Just relax and enjoy it. You deserve it," the hyena slowly moves onto the bed, hands moving to grip and hold the tiger's shoulders in place as--

--they insert a needle into his arm, drawing his blood. "P...Paul," he groans out, before someone is looking over him, the face unfamiliar. "We're going to have to find a better sedative. His body keeps metabolizing it and waking up." Another voice scoffs and says, "Just up the dosage to a level his body can't adapt to. It's not rocket science." The tiger tries to raise his hand, feeling like there's no strength in his body at all from the sedatives, feeling--

--Brandon and Raz holding his wrists in place, the light dimmed further. The yellow eyes in the darkness were almost to the edge of the bed now, making the tiger tense up and rock his hips up to try and break free from the infected. But his hips moving up only makes someone moan, suddenly aware of powerful pressure on his cock, replaced by a steady wave of pleasure rippling through his body. He pants out softly, his eyes focusing on Zachary, looking like he did when he first met the raccoon, aside from the coon's yellow eyes, anyhow. The raccoon blushes a bit as he starts to lift off the tiger's cock, before settling himself back down on it, slowly pleasuring the tiger with his twinkish ass. "S-Sorry, David. It's just that you looked so pent up and you deserve to feel good," the raccoon stammers, but not ceasing in his motions, despite the raccoon's attempts to make it seem like he wasn't wanting it.

The tiger knew better, though. The raccoon is begging for it, his eyes focused on the sight as he slowly rolls his hips up into the raccoon's ass, both of them moaning in pleasure as they work together to pleasure David. The tiger can feel his muscles tightening, his balls tensing up. He grits his teeth and feels his cock throbbing eagerly. But there was something odd about it...His eyes focus on his cock rather than the raccoon working it over, his mouth going dry as he watches inch after inch of black-veined cock come out of the raccoon, unable to fathom how the raccoon was so easily riding it without killing himself. Finally, he sees the whole of it--

--stuck under a containment tube, a hose connected to the tip of the tube and continuing inside pass the glass. David groans in pleasure as the suction from the tube draws another orgasm out of him, watching the hose that was shoved down the head of his cock suddenly fill with white and black fluid, aware of his balls twitching eagerly as they fed the virus to who-knows-where, the tiger settling back to--

--black. Nothing. There was no light anymore around his bed, still panting in excitement from the pleasure Zac had given to his massive, three-foot-long cock. He looks around in the darkness, suddenly aware of just how alone he is now. The yellow eyes are gone, the contact of the people he'd known was gone. It was just him on the bed, and the darkness. David sits up on the bed, trying to see anything around him...That's when it caught his eyes. Movement. The tiger stands up from the bed, groaning out as he realizes just how much larger he is now. The corded muscle under his tight skin and fur was bristling with energy and size, slowly losing himself in rubbing his hands along his breastplate solid pecs, his dick throbbing and spraying precum into the darkness as his fingers brush along the dark nipples that capped his incredible chest muscles. The feel of his bicep struggling against his chest was a new one, flexing it a bit in awe as he begins panting quietly. His leg steps forward, feeling the movement of his quads strain his flesh with every movement, calves flaring as each time he flattens his feet to the ground. The sheer feeling of power was making him horny beyond belief, not to mention Zach making him craving release without giving it to him.

That's when the movement is spotted again, his eyes focusing in on it now. He reaches forward and grabs whatever it is, panting out a soft, "Sorry, man, but I need this," before he presses it to his cock and starts to feel the thing yield. His eyes roll back and close, his jaw gaping at the sheer bliss flooding his body, feeling light start to filter in around him once more from behind his shut eyelids. He fucks into that tight passage, his tongue lolling to the side as he pumps shot after shot of infected fluid into the thing trapped on his cock, stuck there for the giant tiger's pleasure. Minutes pass of him filling that vessel with his infected cum, and that's when he opens his eyes, staring down to see his former self stuck on his cock. The shock of it stuns him, watching his smaller, lean self whimpering up to him, blood drooling from his lips like the victims he'd seen in the gym. "Please..."

One muscular leonine arm wraps around the Alpha tiger's waist, Erick purring into his ear the words he'd said in the chopper before infecting him with the Alpha Virus. "I choose you to corrupt," the lion repeats, his voice sounding like raw sexuality to the tiger for some reason, "Let it be you who loses your precious morals to continue my mission in my stead." Then he feels the lion's free hand rest upon his waist, Erick nudging his cock up into the newly created Alpha tiger's backside. "Oh, fuck yeah," David groans, before he tightens his grip on his former self, pressing forward into his doppelganger harder as the lion hilts into him. Both of the Alpha felines purr in bliss as they pump the ones on their cocks full of infection, caring about nothing else in the world but spreading their corruption.

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The tiger jerks awake, vision blurry as his eyes open. His eyes focus slowly on an empty IV bag over the bed he's propped up in before they blur again. David shakes his head, trying to move a bit before he feels the restraints biting into his legs and wrists. The tiger growls a bit, the deep, vibrating noise shaking his body. The sensations cause his cock to throb and climax out another blast of infection into the hose sucking it up into the ceiling, eyes focusing on that tube again. So that was real, he thinks to himself, growling again as he flexes his arm against the restraints, feeling his strength rapidly return to him as his body metabolizes the last of the tranquilizer.

It quickly becomes effortless to rip the restraints, the tiger rubbing his wrists for a bit before he grips the tube around his cock and tugs it off with a grunt of pleasure, watching the hose pull free of his cock to let it drool precum without anything to impede it. "Have to admit, I'm gonna miss you," he murmurs at the tube, smirking a bit afterwards as he stands up from the bed, the three ballsacks under that eager, erect cock jostling with the movement. The tiger feels that same sensation as when he stood from the bed in his dream, looking down over himself to see that powerful body made it into reality with him. Unable to resist the urge, the tiger strikes a double bicep pose, cumming that white-and-black fluid onto the white floor of his room as he stares at his reflection in the two-way mirror. If there was anyone watching him, it was clear to David they were too busy jerking off furiously to sound any sort of alarm at his awakening.

The tiger then suddenly gets seized by something, a thought that pierces the veil of lust and dominance that the virus was clouding his mind with: Paul. Where the fuck was Paul? The new Alpha growls quietly, before he moves towards the door and tests it, finding it unlocked. This was peculiar...The tiger can't remember anything of what happened though, his eyes darting around the hallway before he slowly moves into it. By his door, he finds a chart, picking it up to start flipping through it. He didn't understand a lot of the medical jargon, but he definitely recognized one word: 'Dissolution'. But that didn't make sense to him. If he was given the antivirus, why did he still have infected cum? For that matter, where the hell was everyone? David was actually starting to get irritated at the lack of people around. It's then that he saw it down the hallway. Infected cum, the sight of it making his dick throb and spray its own viral addition onto the white linoleum floor. He shakes his head and growls, trying to focus on Paul to get through the urges, moving further down the hall to see if he could find anything about the giraffe anywhere.

The tiger searched the facility, but turned up no fruit but a company name: Meditech Solutions printed on the sides of shipping boxes, their contents vials of infected cum headed all over to cities throughout the globe. Certain boxes were clearly labeled with names and infection type, such as "D. Simms - B-Virus". What troubled him was that there were also ones labeled "P. Torres - G. Virus", the inky black streaks visible through the white fluid. It was all too confusing to him, especially with the needy erection that wouldn't retreat for anything. He finally makes his way to the front of the building, staring at the shutters blocking the doors, giving a small amused snort before he easily kicks the shutters off their track. The metal things land with a clang to the ground, leaving him free to step outside, the night sky greeting him. The Alpha tiger takes a deep breath as he looks around, having a hard time restraining himself from purring when he smells it: Infected cum. David gazes around the streets, seeing more splatters of infected cum, as well as some tarry black blood. His dick throbs in need at the sight, growling quietly as he stalks down the unfamiliar city's streets to try and find out what Meditech Solutions was and just what had happened to Paul.

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Further into the city, he starts as he sees someone bolt out from between two buildings, diving over the hood of a car and then hiding behind it. The tiger looks concerned as two Omegas follow out from the same alley, looking around eagerly for their uninfected prey. They eventually see the car shift a bit as the wolf hiding behind it tries to peek over it, lunging over the car and grabbing the uninfected. David snarls, "Hey!" as he sees them hauling up the uninfected against the car, the sound of his voice making the Omegas freeze. They stare down the street at the Alpha, the struggling wolf trying to break out of their grip while they are distracted by David. But, then the wolf finds himself being dragged through the streets, the two Omegas quickly pulling him over to David and depositing the wolf before him, before they gruff affectionately at the Alpha and run off to find new prey of their own. The wolf watches the two run off, before exhaling softly and turning his attention to the much larger, much more endowed tiger before him. He slowly scoots back from the huge man, whimpering quietly in a stressed Australian accent, "Please don't kill me. I'm just trying to find my mate. We got separated in whatever the hell this is." The tiger frowns sympathetically at the story, slowly bending to one knee. He was finding it incredibly hard to navigate around other people with his thirty-inch erection, sparing one hand to pull it to the side with a soft grunt while the other went forward to rest on the wolf's shoulder, arm and most of his side. "Don't sweat it, man. I'm not like those Omegas, I'm not going to kill you. I'm looking for my mate as well."

The wolf breathes a sigh of relief, resting a hand on the larger male's. "Thank you. But, um..." the stranger asks, staring over the tiger, "You're one of them, aren't you? I mean, you have the big muscles and the big dick, but you can talk?" David grins a bit, having to do everything in his power not to spray out a load of infected cum when the wolf talks about his size. "Yeah, but I'm their Alph..." he starts to say, but then pauses, thinking about it a bit. "It's like I'm their superior. Not their boss, because I sure as hell didn't create them, but just 'better' than them." At least, David thinks he didn't create them. He has no clue what happened while he was unconscious, much less how long he was. The wolf seems to mull over the male's words, trying to consider the situation, much less whether he could trust the tiger. But the large male hadn't done anything to him yet, so he finally asks, "Do you think you could help me? It's not safe in this city anymore, and I really need to find my mate." The tiger nods and rises up again, leaving the wolf to smile appreciatively. "Thank you! Please, this way, I last saw him a few streets over!" The wolf starts to rush off a bit, leaving David to growl behind him. This guy was going to get ambushed and infected if he kept running ahead of him. "Be careful," the Alpha growls ahead, letting his dick go so he can focus on running instead of contact on his dick.

That's when the wolf stops suddenly, turning his head to say, "I--" It was such a stupid accident. Like someone stopping short, and being unable to brake in time to avoid a collision, the Alpha didn't expect the wolf to actually stop when he growled at him. Nor did he expect the wolf to turn his head, the tiger's erection dangerously close to the wolf's head already. But then he even had to go so far as to speak, lips parted perfectly for the tip to slide in. Now David and the wolf could only stare helplessly as that massive cock pulses instantly at the sensation of a warm mouth upon it, tensing up in preparation to infect. The only thing David could do was concentrate on one particular type of infection, the bottom-most of his three ballsacks responding as it tightens, loosing a torrent of potent viral cum into the wolf's mouth. It was the last conscious thought he had before his yellow eyes close and he abandons himself to the sensation of infecting another person. His fingers grip gently onto the wolf's head, moaning softly as he starts to press the smaller male against his cocktip, now making the wolf swallow down shot after shot of white-and-black cum.

The excess sprays out from around the wolf's mouth, the Alpha opening his eyes slowly to watch as the wolf starts to shudder, the Alpha's more potent virus swiftly bringing changes to the male before him. Slowly, the black furred wolf's body starts to gain height and size, moving steadily from needing his head held in place to beginning to eagerly suck the cock in his muzzle. Yellow eyes watch from the darkness around them as David slowly inserts his cock deeper into the lupine's maw, that never-ending flow of cum now pouring directly down the newly infected male's throat. The tiger purrs at the sight of the wolf gaining muscle: slowly, the black furred muscle stretches out underneath the wolf's clothes, before the man grunts, flexes, and shreds the fabric with his increasing size. Deltoids and traps swell up larger, getting a rounded, solid look that sloped up into the back of his neck. His biceps tremble eagerly, retaining a smooth, solid look, yet easily making their way to the size of the Alpha's fist. Triceps tighten up as the wolf's hands lower down, demonstrating an incredible addition to the wolf's arm size as they flex into that powerful, horseshoe shape.

When the wolf's hands are down far enough, they struggle to unbuckle his own pants to get at his rapidly growing cock. But soon it, as well as the growth on his legs, make it a moot point as denim rips to ribbons and the wolf grunts out in pleasure at his puppy maker breaking free to be gripped and stroked as eagerly as the wolf is sucking on the Alpha's cock. The black furred legs brace themselves upon statuesque quads, swelling out until they get that teardrop between them that leads down, the calf muscles on either leg looking swollen and chiseled. Finally, the tiger pulls back from the Gamma-infected wolf, shuddering in pleasure as he releases one last blast of cum, most of it landing on the patch of white fur the wolf has over his massive slabs of pectoral muscle and the top of those incredible abs. The wolf quickly swipes one hand through the mess on his chest, then returns to stroking his own length with it as lube, growling in pleasure before his knot pulses, his balls tighten, and he snarls to the air, spraying his own Gamma-infected cum back out onto the Alpha's cock. Some shots even strong enough to return the favor and pelt the tiger's chest, still heaving as he recovers from his first conscious infection. Shit, David thinks to himself, what the hell have I done?

But that's when the wolf's yellow eyes open, staring down at his body and cock, giving a soft grunt of approval at what he sees. His eyes then move more forward than upwards as he stands just a foot shy of the man who infected him at 8'7", staring at him for a bit before he finally grunts out, "My name is Nex, by the way." The Alpha can't help but chuckle in a bit of embarrassment, his ears flicking back. "David. Sor--" Nex quickly raises a hand to stop him from speaking. "Don't apologize. This is..." The wolf grins, flexing his muscles a bit as his cock throbs in apprecation for the power he feels packing his body. "It's fantastic! I didn't want to turn into one of those mindless guys, but this is perfect!" A pause before the wolf continues, "Wait, why is it that I'm not one of those mindless guys?" The tiger rubs the back of his neck, wondering about that as well. Warren and Paul both retained their sense of self, but were completely subservient to the Alpha when they were Gamma infectees. Nex, on the other hand, seemed to be his own individual, just with more size, more energy, and more libido. Unfortunately, Greg wasn't here to explain it to him, a thought that made his ears fold back, leaving David with no other choice but to roll his shoulders and state, "Guess it's just one of those happy coincidences."

The wolf grins at the tiger, before he moves in and wraps one arm around the barely larger male. "Hey, I'll take it. Now, let's go find our mates, yeah? I can't wait to see the look on my clydesdale's face when he sees me now. Maybe we can make him this big too..." The wolf trails off, rumbling pleasantly at the thought while David grins and nods his head. The two step ahead to continue their individual, but joined for now, hunts, David moving along side what appears to be his newest friend rather than his subordinate. Maybe infecting people had its perks; he'd need all the help he could get, after all, with the specter of what happened in San Marcos and the Meditech Solutions facility hanging more ominously over his shoulder than he realized.