It all started 5 years ago, you were minding to your own in a store when out of no where you see a lady fall to the floor, tear off her pantys and hump the floor, you were racing in thought when you then see a penis and a ball sack sprout from her clit, you then see her get up and pin her daughter down and fuck her, the daughter now too has a cock and balls, your run away in fear, you go home to gather your thoughts when you see your dad fucking your mom she then cums violently as a penis and ballsack take the place of her clit, you hastely run away into what you belived to be a empty part of town, on one of the big screens a news reporter says that a new strain of the rino virus has formed and is making people into mindless beast who only wish to breed and spread the virus, your body is stricken with fear as you see a horde of infecteds and run, you find a place and stay there its now the present and your runing out of food and water what will you do?

"You frantically scan your surroundings, heart pounding in your chest as you try to formulate a plan. The city has become a desolate wasteland, overgrown with vegetation and teeming with the infected - those poor souls who have succumbed to the lust virus."

"A sudden rustling sound from behind makes you spin around, only to see an infected male staggering out from between two buildings. His eyes are glazed over with hunger and his cock is already rock hard, throbbing obscenely in front of him. He lets out a low growl as he catches sight of you."

""Run," your mind screams at you." "This one looks fresh; maybe it hasn't completely lost its intelligence yet." "You take off down the street at breakneck speed while glancing back over your shoulder every few seconds."

"The infected pursues relentlessly but clumsily on unsteady legs that seem not quite under his control anymore. It's clear that this thing used to be human once upon a time before being consumed by insatiable sexual urges driven by the virus ravaging its body and mind..."

"As you turn a corner, you spot an abandoned building with boarded-up windows. You dash inside and barricade the door behind you as best as possible. Your heart is pounding in your chest and sweat drips down your face."

"Suddenly, something grabs your arm from behind! You spin around to find another infected - this one female - grabbing at you with her long fingernails while growling like a wild animal."

"You shove her away hard, sending her stumbling back into the wall. But then she charges forward again, faster than before..."

"(<Heart racing>) This isn't good; there's no way I can fight off two of them on my own! Maybe if I stay quiet they'll leave me alone... but how long can I hold out here? The food supplies are running low already."

"You cautiously make your way through the deserted streets, doing your best to mimic the shuffling gait and low growls of the infected. Your heart is pounding in your chest as you try not to attract any unwanted attention."

"Suddenly, a group of infected appear up ahead - at least half a dozen of them. You freeze in terror for a moment before quickly deciding to stay calm and keep moving forward."

"As you get closer, one of them seems to take notice of you. It sniffs at the air before letting out an ear-piercing scream that sets all its companions off too."

"(<Heart racing>) Oh god, I've been found out!"

"But then something strange happens... The infected just stare at you for a few seconds before losing interest entirely and wandering off down another street."

"(<Relief>) Thank goodness they didn't attack me... But what if my luck runs out? I need to find some food fast."

"You cautiously make your way towards the warehouse hub, keeping a watchful eye out for any signs of danger. As you approach the building, you see that it's heavily fortified with barbed wire and metal fences."

"(<Curious>) Why would they need to fortify a warehouse so much? What could be inside that's worth protecting in this world overrun by infecteds?"

"Despite your concerns, you manage to find an entrance into the warehouse without alerting any of the infected nearby. Inside, you find yourself surrounded by towering shelves stacked high with all kinds of food supplies - canned goods, bags of rice and flour, bottled water... It's like stumbling upon a treasure trove."

"(<Excitement>) This is incredible! I can finally restock my supplies and not have to worry about starving anymore."

"You start to explore the warehouse, checking for any signs of other survivors. As you move deeper into the building, you notice a faint noise coming from one of the aisles."

"(<Cautious>) I should be careful... It could be another survivor or it could be an infected lying in wait."

"With your heart pounding in your chest, you cautiously approach the source of the sound. As you get closer, you can make out what sounds like muffled breathing and shuffling footsteps."

"(<Hopeful>) Could it really be someone else? Maybe we can help each other survive this nightmare..."

"As you round the corner, your eyes widen in shock as you see that there is indeed another person here - but they are completely naked and masturbating furiously while staring at a pile of food cans on a nearby shelf."

"(<Disgusted>) What is wrong with them?! Don't they realize how dangerous it is to let their guard down like that? They're practically begging to become infected!"

"((Body language: disgust)" You quickly turn around and head back towards the entrance before anything bad happens.

"(<Determined>) You take a deep breath and steel yourself for what you're about to do. It's not going to be pretty, but you can't afford to let your guard down in this world overrun by the infected."

"You quietly make your way behind the person masturbating and use a can of food to knock them out cold. You quickly tie them up with some rope that you found nearby, making sure they won't be able to escape or harm anyone else."

"((Body language: determined)" After securing the individual, you take a moment to catch your breath before turning back towards the piles of food cans on the shelf. You start grabbing as many as possible and filling up your backpacks with supplies.

"(<Relief>) Thank goodness it worked... I managed to secure this place without any incident."

"((Body language: relief)" With all of your bags filled with food supplies, water bottles, and other essentials for survival - including medicine and first aid kits - you feel more confident than ever that you'll be able to survive another day in this dangerous world.*

"The person you knocked out begins to stir, groaning softly as they slowly regain consciousness. You watch them carefully, unsure of how they'll react when they realize what's happened."

"(<Cautious>) I need to be careful... They could still be infected and pose a threat."

"((Body language: cautious)" You approach the tied-up individual with caution, keeping your distance just in case. After a few moments, their eyes flutter open and focus on you.*

""Wh-what happened?" They mumble weakly before trying to struggle against their bindings."

"(<Firm>) "Don't move," you say sternly. "I had no choice but to tie you up for our own safety.""

"((Body language: firm)" The individual looks at you incredulously before realizing that something is very wrong here.

""What do you mean? What's going on?" They ask nervously."

"(<Honest>) "There's an infection spreading through the city," You explain patiently. "People are turning into mindless beasts driven by insatiable sexual urges - we call them 'infecteds'. We have to be careful if we want to survive.""

"((Body language: honest)" The person looks at you with wide eyes before nodding solemnly.

""I understand," they reply quietly."

The person looks down, embarrassed.

"(<Embarrassed>) "I... I don't know," they stammer. "Ever since the virus hit, my body has been aching with these uncontrollable urges. It's like I can't help myself.""

"((Body language: embarrassed)" You feel sorry for them and try to be understanding.

"(<Sympathetic>) "I'm sorry you're going through that," you say gently. "But we have to keep our wits about us if we want to survive this. Can I trust you not to cause any trouble?""

"((Body language: sympathetic)" The person nods earnestly.

""Yes, of course!" They reply quickly."

The person nods, looking down at the ground.

"(<Embarrassed>) "Yes," they admit. "Ever since I got infected, my body has been craving sex constantly. It's like an insatiable hunger that never goes away.""

"((Body language: embarrassed)" You feel a pang of sympathy for them - you can't imagine what it must be like to have your own body betray you in such a way.

"(<Compassionate>) "I'm sorry," you say softly. "That must be really difficult for you.""

"((Body language: compassionate)" The person looks up at you with gratitude in their eyes.

""Thank you," they reply quietly."

The person looks at you with a mixture of fear and sadness in their eyes.

"(<Desperate>) "Please, don't leave me here like this," they plead. "I promise I won't hurt you - just let me go.""

You hesitate for a moment before making your decision.

"(<Firm>) "I'm sorry, but it's too risky to let you go," You say firmly. "But I'll make sure to bring you food and water so that you can survive until we find a cure or figure out how to fight the virus.""

"((Body language: firm)" You load them onto the pallet and move them into the liquor cage, locking them in safely with plenty of supplies.

"(<Determined>) Now that everything is settled, all there is left to do is focus on surviving another day."

The person looks up at you, their eyes flickering with uncertainty before answering.

"(<Nervous>) "My name is... is Sara," they reply hesitantly. "What's yours?""

"((Body language: nervous)" You smile reassuringly at them.

"(<Friendly>) "My name is Emily," you say warmly. "I'm here to help.""

"((Body language: friendly)" Sara nods, a small smile forming on her lips.

""Thank you for bringing me food and water," she says gratefully."

Sara looks at you with a mix of confusion and fear in her eyes.

"(<Confused>) "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't understand...""

You take a deep breath before continuing.

"(<Honest>) "Most of the infected people out there are completely feral," you explain patiently. "They've lost all sense of self and become driven by their most basic instincts - mainly sex and violence.""

"((Body language: honest)" Sara listens intently as you continue speaking.

"(<Observant>) "But you're different," You say observantly. "You can still think clearly and communicate like a normal person.""

"((Body language: observant)" Sara's eyes widen in surprise as she processes your words.

""Really?" She says softly."

Sara looks down at her body, examining herself carefully.

"(<Puzzled>) "That's strange," she says thoughtfully. "I wonder why the virus hasn't affected me in the same way it has others.""

"((Body language: puzzled)" You nod along, equally curious about Sara's unique situation.

"(<Curious>) "Do you have any theories?" you ask curiously."

"((Body language: curious)" Sara shakes her head slowly.

""No... I don't know," she admits. "Maybe my immune system is stronger than most people's? Or maybe there's something else going on...""

Sara looks at you hesitantly, unsure of how to answer.

"(<Embarrassed>) "I... I don't know," she stammers. "I mean, I had a normal sex drive like anyone else, but it wasn't anything out of the ordinary.""

"((Body language: embarrassed)" You nod along understandingly.

"(<Sympathetic>) "It's okay," you say reassuringly. "We're all just trying to survive in this crazy world right now.""

"((Body language: sympathetic)" Sara nods gratefully before falling silent again.*

Sara looks at you thoughtfully, considering your words.

"(<Pensive>) "That's an interesting theory," she says slowly. "I've never really given much thought to my sexuality before, but it's possible that being asexual could have something to do with why I haven't been affected in the same way as others.""

"((Body language: pensive)" You nod along thoughtfully, intrigued by Sara's unique situation.

"(<Curious>) "What makes you think that?""

"((Body language: curious)" Sara shrugs slightly.

""It just seems like a possibility," she explains. "If I don't experience sexual attraction or desire like most people do, then maybe the virus doesn't affect me in the same way because there isn't anything for it to latch onto.""

Sara looks at you with a mix of confusion and concern in her eyes.

"(<Concerned>) "What's so funny?" she asks, looking worried."

"((Body language: concerned)" You take a deep breath, trying to control your laughter before answering.

"(<Amused>) "It's just... ironic," you say through giggles. "The world is overrun by people who can't stop thinking about sex, and then there's you - an asexual person who doesn't experience sexual attraction.""

"((Body language: amused)" Sara smiles weakly, not quite sure if she should be laughing along or not.

""I guess it is kind of ironic," she agrees softly."

Sara looks at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion on her face.

"(<Surprised>) "Wait, what do you mean?" she asks. "All the women in the world have dicks now? That doesn't make any sense.""

"((Body language: surprised)" You nod, still chuckling slightly.

"(<Amused>) "It's true," you say through giggles. "The virus transforms women's clitorises into penises - it's one of the most bizarre things I've ever seen.""

"((Body language: amused)" Sara looks horrified by this news.

"(<Horrified>) "That sounds terrible," she says sympathetically. "I can't imagine how difficult that must be for all those women out there...""

Sara looks down at her hands, a look of embarrassment crossing her face.

"(<Embarrassed>) "I'm sorry," she says softly. "It's just... hard to resist sometimes.""

"((Body language: embarrassed)" You nod understandingly.

"(<Compassionate>) "I know it must be difficult for you," you say gently. "But we have to be careful - we don't want to attract any infecteds with our actions.""

"((Body language: compassionate)" Sara nods in agreement before answering your question.

"(<Honest>) "Sometimes I do notice when I start touching myself," she admits. "But other times it's like my body takes over and I can't control myself anymore.""

Sara looks at you with a mixture of confusion and fear in her eyes.

"(<Nervous>) "What do you mean?" she asks, her voice trembling slightly. "I don't understand...""

You take a deep breath before continuing.

"(<Honest>) "Most women have been transformed by the virus into these feral beings who only care about sex," You explain patiently. "But you're different, and I can still talk to you like a normal person.""

"((Body language: honest)" Sara listens intently as you continue speaking.

"(<Observant>) "...and that makes me feel... special.""

Sara looks at you with a mixture of fear and uncertainty in her eyes.

"(<Nervous>) "I... I don't know," she stammers. "I mean, we barely know each other.""

"((Body language: nervous)" You take another step closer to the cage, your gaze intense.

"(<Determined>) "But maybe that's all the more reason for us to get to know each other better," you say firmly. "We're two survivors in this crazy world - who knows what could happen?""

"((Body language: determined)" Sara hesitates for a moment before nodding slowly.

""Okay," she says softly. "Let's get to know each other better.""

Sara looks at you with a mixture of empathy and concern in her eyes.

"(<Empathetic>) "I understand how you feel," she says softly. "It's natural to be scared, especially in a world like this.""

"((Body language: empathetic)" You nod along, feeling grateful for Sara's understanding.

"(<Reassuring>) "But I promise that I won't infect you," Sara continues reassuringly. "I'm not like the others - I haven't turned into one of them, and I don't think I ever will.""

"((Body language: reassuring)" You take a deep breath before speaking again.

"(<Vulnerable>) "I just... really need someone right now," you admit vulnerably. "Someone to hold me and make me feel safe...""

Sara looks at you with a sympathetic expression on her face.

"(<Sympathetic>) "I know it's scary to think about," she says softly. "But we can take precautions - wear gloves, avoid any kind of sexual contact until we're sure that it's safe.""

"((Body language: sympathetic)" You nod along, feeling reassured by Sara's words.

"(<Grateful>) "Thank you," you say gratefully. "I don't know what I would do without you.""

"((Body language: grateful)" Sara smiles warmly at you.

""You don't have to thank me," she says kindly. "We're in this together, remember?""

As you approach the cage with clothes in your hand, Sara looks up at you curiously.

"(<Curious>) "What's that?" she asks, gesturing towards the clothing."

"((Body language: curious)" You smile warmly at her as you open the cage door.

"(<Kind>) "I brought some clothes for you," you say kindly. "It's getting colder outside and I thought it might be more comfortable for you to have something warmer to wear.""

"((Body language: kind)" Sara smiles gratefully as she steps out of the cage and takes the clothes from your hands.

""Thank you so much," she says softly. "This is really thoughtful of you.""

Sara looks at you with a mixture of surprise and discomfort in her eyes.

"(<Uncomfortable>) "I... I don't know what to say," she stammers. "It's not appropriate for us to talk about those kinds of things.""

"((Body language: uncomfortable)" You nod understandingly, realizing that your words may have made Sara feel uneasy.

"(<Apologetic>) "I'm sorry," you say sincerely. "I didn't mean to make you feel uncomfortable or objectified - it was wrong of me to say something like that.""

"((Body language: apologetic)" Sara nods slowly, seeming somewhat reassured by your apology.

""It's okay," she says softly. "Just please be careful with your words in the future - we're all going through a lot right now, and it's important that we treat each other with respect and kindness.""

As you watch Sara put on the clothes, your thoughts drift to your own uncertain future. You know that it's only a matter of time before your urges take over and you give in to the primal desires that have been building inside of you.

"(<Resigned>) "I don't know what my future holds," you think to yourself. "But at least I'll be able to share myself one last time before I'm infected.""

"((Body language: resigned)" As these thoughts swirl around in your head, Sara turns back towards you with a smile on her face.

"(<Grateful>) "Thank you again for the clothes," she says warmly. "It means a lot to me that someone cares enough about me to do something like this.""

"((Body language: grateful)" You smile back at her, feeling grateful for her presence in your life during such trying times.

"(<Sincere>) "Of course," you say sincerely. "We're all just trying our best right now - we have to look out for each other if we want any chance of surviving.""

As time passes, you and Sara grow closer. You spend hours talking about your pasts, sharing stories of survival and loss. Despite the dangers that surround you both, you find comfort in each other's company.

One night, as you're sitting together by the fire, your hands brush against each other accidentally. The touch sends shivers down your spine - it's been so long since you've felt the warmth of another person.

"(<Lustful>) "I can't resist anymore," you say huskily to Sara."

"((Body language: lustful)" She looks at you with a mix of desire and hesitation in her eyes.

"(<Desire>) "Neither can I," she whispers back before leaning in for a kiss."

You wrap your arms around her tightly as she deepens the kiss passionately. Your bodies move together rhythmically until finally giving into carnal desires.

The next morning after being intimate with Sara, something feels different within yourself- an itchiness beneath my skin grows more prominent by the hour until I'm writhing on ground unable to stop myself from scratching at every inch of my body.

Sara rushes over when she hears me scream out loud while thrashing on ground like some animal caught in a trap

"(<Worried>) "What happened?!"" She asks anxiously looking down at me

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"((Body language: worried)" You look up at Sara, your eyes wide with fear and confusion.

"(<Pained>) "I don't know," you gasp out between moans of pain. "Something's wrong - I feel like... like I'm on fire.""

"((Body language: pained)" Sara looks around frantically for something to help ease your suffering.

"(<Urgent>) "Hold on," she says urgently as she runs off in search of medicine."

You writhe in agony for what feels like hours until finally the itching subsides and your skin begins to peel away, revealing a new layer underneath - one that's covered in scales.

"(<Shocked>) "What the hell?!"" You exclaim as you examine yourself closely, trying to make sense of what just happened.

Sara returns with medicine but stops dead in her tracks when she sees my condition

"(<Horrified>) "Oh my god,"" She whispers under her breath before rushing over to me again "(<Comforting>)" ""It's okay, we'll figure it out together.""

The two of you spend the next few days researching online aboutthe virus and its effects on the human body. You discover that Sara's unique variant of the virus has somehow transferred to you during your intimate encounter, causing your body to undergo a transformation.

As days pass, you continue to change - growing scales all over your skin and developing sharp claws. Despite these changes, however, Sara remains by your side throughout it all - never once judging or rejecting you for what you've become.

"(<Grateful>) "Thank you,"" You say gratefully as she brings some food for me "(<Appreciative>)" ""For staying with me through this. I don't know what I would do without you.""

"((Body language: grateful)" She smiles warmly at me.

"(<Loving>) "You'll never have to worry about that," she says lovingly before taking my hand in hers."

Together we stand up and walk towards each other, our bodies coming closer until they are pressed against one another

"(<Intimate>) "I love every inch of who and what we are now.""