No one knows where the virus came from, or who created it. The virus turned perfectly normal people into incredibly horny animal creatures. Eventually the infected would overcome the lust, but only after the virus was treated.
There were multiple strains of the virus, some more potent than others. The symptoms varied, but almost always victims turned into mutant animal creatures. The sky's the limit in terms of what kinds of transformations would ensue after one was infected.
Sadly infected, you were contagious for life (like STDs). So they were forced to live in seclusion on an island with others like them There hadn't been an outbreak in decades. Until recently...
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The virus had been around for years by the time I reached my junior year in college. So long that health classes included it as part of the curriculum. I learned more about the virus than I did linear equations. In the long run, it was a good thing I paid more attention in health classes.
I was always so careful, and I still ended up getting infected. My boyfriend came over to my apartment. We spent the afternoon doing nothing of particular interest. Then night came, and something happened. The virus must have been building up inside me for hours. It was around eight when I started feeling the first stage of the changes. I was sitting next to Jared on the couch watching some stupid rom-com. That's when he noticed something was off.
"Hey, you okay Ally?" Jared asked.
"Ya, why? Is something wrong?" I looked down at my body, but nothing seemed wrong. I was wearing pajamas, my chest practically falling out of my tank top. For once Jared's eyes weren't glued to my breasts, rather my face.
"You look kinda hot," Jared said.
"I appreciate the compliment, but that's not going to get you anywhere tonight." I teased. That should have been the first warning sign that something was wrong with me. Sure we'd had sex a number of times before, but I'd never been so straight forward and blunt about it before.
"I'm serious Ally. You're sweating." Jared reached over to touch my forehead. We both jumped a little when his palm made contact with my forehead. His hand was so cold compared to my skin. I hadn't realized just how hot it was until he touched me. I was suddenly very aware of the sweat rolling down the side of my face, and how my hair was slick with sweat.
"Shit, you're burning up Ally. Do you need me to take you to the hospital or something?" Jared asked, a bit frantic.
"No I feel okay, I think. Maybe I should just go lie down." I said, feeling a bit off now that Jared had pointed out that I wasn't quite right.
Jared stayed on the couch, and I went into my bedroom. There I looked at my reflection in the wall to wall mirror I had on my closet door. I did look pretty flushed, my hair was stuck to my forehead with sweat. My chest heaved with each breath I took, and after staring for a sufficient amount of time I saw that there was something on my chest. I walked forward, and nearly screamed when I saw there was a patch of brown hair in between my breasts.
"Please, oh god please, please don't be the... I can't have it, it's impossible..." I said to myself repeatedly as I continued to stare at my body in disbelief. I didn't want to believe that I was infected. How could I have been? The virus had been contained, destroyed even in some areas. It wasn't supposed to be wandering the streets, so to speak. I couldn't be infected, I just couldn't. My denial was erased pretty quickly as my temperature rose. I tried to keep quiet, I didn't want to worry Jared. But as the heat grew, I started writhing and moaning on the bed. The heat was unbearable, it was like someone was shoving my body further and further into an inferno. At last Jared knocked on the door and asked if I needed any help.
"No... I'm okay. I stubbed my toe on the bed. I know this sucks, but I'm just gonna head to bed now. Is it alright if we continue this... tomorrow?" I bit my lip as a wave of heat passed through my body. It was happening, I just knew it. I sat on the edge of my bed, sweat pouring down my face like a waterfall.
"Are you sure?"
"Ya. I'll just take a Tylenol or something and call it a day." I said as calmly as I could.
"Alright. But if you need anything, call me. I'll talk to you in the morning." Jared said. I heard him gather his things and then exit my apartment. I thanked God my roommate was away on vacation with her significant other. One more thing I didn't need or want to worry about.
With Jared out of the picture, for the moment, I stripped my clothing off, and sighed as I felt the cool air from the A/C unit wash over my skin. I got goosebumps, and hugged my arms around my chest. That damn patch of fuzz (fur, I was going to have to start calling it fur) seemed a bit bigger. Still centered between my breasts, but it was thicker and darker, almost black. I ignored it as best I could and laid down. Sleep quickly overtook me, as the fever sucked my energy away. I hoped that I wouldn't wake up to find myself some furry freak. Although if that did happen, at least I wouldn't have to be conscious through the transformation. Which I'd heard wasn't that pleasant.
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I woke up drenched in sweat, the early morning light creeping in through the curtains. My sheets were soaking wet, for a moment I thought I'd peed myself. But it was all perspiration. I rolled out of bed, catching myself on my hands. My vision was blurred with the sweat, and I groped around to find a blanket to dry off. grope around for a blanket, and use it to dry my face off.
"What's... ugh what's going on?" My throat is thick, and my voice sounds off. I'm not sure what's wrong with my, I just know something is wrong. try to stand up, but my legs are so weak. I caught myself, but then screamed when I looked down and saw myself clearly for the first time.
It was hard not to see my muzzle, it was at least six inches long. My nostrils were flared out as I took deep breathes in an attempt to calm myself. A few thick bristle-like hairs stuck out from my nose. I caught my reflection in the window and gasped, as much as a horse can gasp. My entire face was a horse's. From my long pointed ears, tipped in brown hair, to my wide set eyes and my prominent facial bones. My mane was get black, and once I brushed my forelock out of the way I saw I had a small white star on what I guess is now my forehead.
Then there was the matter of my arms, which I'd gotten a good look at after extending my limbs to inspect my head. My arms were covered in hair, from my shoulders to all the way to my fingernails, which were now pretty thick and black in color. Dark brown hair just like the hair on my chest, which has also spread. My breasts are hidden in fur, only the nipples visible. And they're not my normal nips. They're huge, maybe an inch and a half long, with dark, thick skin. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I fearfully touched one, and felt something inside my body twitch. They were so sensitive. I had to reach backwards to brace myself on the bed frame again.
