Interactive: Porno Virus (Part 11)

There were eight men in Jacob’s first litter, the ones he fed in the wood that night. He laid on his side next to a felled log, and the men all fought for their positions along his body–licking up the milky sweat from his pits, suckling at his sets of thick teats running down his chest and belly, one lucky man sucking from Jacob’s cock, guzzling down as much cum as he possibly could, feeling the cream settle deep in his gut, in all of their guts, the virus taking hold and changing them all there in the dark.

None of them could see well–the sodium lights from the park proper only barely penetrated the wood to this point, but they could all feel what was happening to them, what they were all becoming. Jacob knew too–he could tell which of his litter had drank more than the rest. If any of them was a risk of becoming the runt, he would shove another one off, and make room for the one falling behind, stroking his face with his hands, pulling him in close, making sure he drank his fill. It became harder and harder for the men to fit in a row at Jacob’s body–they were all growing larger. Not thick and corded with muscle like Jacob, but thick with fat, the viral milk warping their bodies as well as their minds, turning everything soft. Soft bodies–thick with fat, smooth sensitive skin–and soft minds–pliable, eager to please, eager to serve and submit to the desires of…anyone, but mostly other men. As they reached fullness, the men pulled away, exploring their bodies with their hands, exploring each other’s bodies, suckling at each other, tasting their milk as well. Their cocks were stubby and short, but their balls ached–just the slightest touch would cause a gout of cum to explode from them onto the forest floor, the men grunting and squealing, losing themselves further to the pleasures of their new bodies.

It was after several hours, when the men were mostly finished feeding from Jacob, that a pair of police officers arrived at the park. There had been several calls that evening from the suburb here–some of them were reporting missing husbands and sons, others were reporting sightings of a strange, dirty looking man in a filthy bathrobe, and still others were reporting disturbing sounds of wild animals coming from the park. Officers Mason and Willis heard what the calls were talking about as soon as they arrived–the grunts and squeals, almost pig like, but…also not. They radioed in for animal control, just in case, and then set off into the park to investigate for themselves. There was…a scent on the air, something calling to them, something making them both hard as rocks in the front of their uniform pants.

With their flashlights, they stumbled on the litter, and didn’t even know what they were looking at, or what they were smelling. Not one man was less than 400 pounds at that time, their faces not…inhuman, but they were void of humanity in a way that chilled them to the bone. They also saw, there by the log, a monstrous figure, some nightmarish beast seeping milk from every orifice, but by that time, an exhausted Jacob had fallen asleep, leaving his litter to their own devices–and the men could smell the officers, wanted them, needed to service them.

Mason went to pull out his gun, only to discover that instead of drawing his weapon, he had unbuttoned the fly of his pants, and had his rock hard cock out–looking over, he saw that his partner had done the same. The virus had already infected them, and the pigs surrounded them, fighting for prime position, but two won out, sucking on the officer’s cocks, feeling them grow and thicken inside their mouths, coating their hands with their cum and spreading it on the officer’s uniforms and bodies, Mason and Willis moaning in delight, new desires entering their minds as they imprinted on the two massive pigs in front of them, knowing, instinctually, they they…owned them. Soon, they were fucking their prized pigs, their bodies swelling with muscle, their fabric uniforms shifting into tight black leather, forgetting their jobs as police officers, their minds only recalling, now, that they were dominant alpha men, owners of these pigs, eager to seed them with their cum and mark them forever.

The other pigs, disheartened and horny, all left the woods, looking for men to service. Some found the arriving animal control officers, and similarly converted them into new muscular doms to use and abuse them. Others waddled out into the suburbs, finding their way to new homes, spreading the virus deeper and continuing the cycle.

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Tobias, earlier, had left the house in a different direction. His body ached from the changes, the rings coating his body, cinched tight with rope hugging his skin, the new ink burning inside his skin, aching to…spread. He was a freak, he knew that any normal man, looking at him, would be horrified, but that…didn’t bother him. He wanted to be a freak, and he knew, deep inside, that they were all freaks too–or at least, they would be. The virus, however, reacted differently inside of Tobias’ modified body–what sort of mechanism does it use to spread?

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