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Chapter 76 by Aroband Aroband

What is the virus' second trick?

Ares takes a page out of his queen's book

Damien was one of the many men positioned on the front line in an attempt to push back the outbreak of the highly infectious sex virus. They had been making considerable progress, none of the mutant infected able to even get close. Then everything had gone to shit.

For lack of a better word, a demon fell out of the sky. Damien hadn't seen exactly what happened, and only heard a loud crunch, but he saw the effects. The man cleared a path through the army, soldiers dropping like flies, all of them screaming one way or another. Damien witnessed first hand as his fellow soldiers tore through their restrictive military clothing to become beautiful creatures primed for sex. The scared soldier froze on the spot, his panicked mind contemplating his own fate as his eyes fixated on one of the buxom beauties with flowing red hair that used to be a man.

Any thought of what the woman had once been disappeared along with his worries as their eyes met. Damien's defenses instantly dropped as he looked into her tranquil blue eyes. He tried furiously to look away before he realized he couldn't remember why. It was easier to just lose himself in her peaceful orbs. The sounds of screaming and gunfire fell away as his world narrowed down to the woman and him. His rifle dropped from his limp fingers as she walked towards him, her curves swaying through the smoke. Damien started walking towards her as well, shaking off hands that tried to hold him back.

In an instant, he was in front of her, her scintillating body scant inches from his own. She didn't say anything, just continued to look into his eyes. Damien returned her gaze, her eyes even more fascinating up close. He felt like he could stare into them for the rest of his life with no regrets.

Or he did, until the redhead's tongue slipped out and licked her plump lips. At that moment, Damien needed those lips around his cock, no matter what it cost. His hands flew to his pants and freed his straining erection, the 5 inch shaft slapping against the redhead's toned belly. She smiled at him with those lips and rolled her perfect body down his, pressing her voluminous, plush chest against him. She teasingly stroked and blew on his cock, before wrapping those divine lips around him, nearly making him finish immediately.

He held on, heedless of anything except for the cocksuckers sealed around his throbbing length. With every lick and slurp, he edged closer and closer to his peak, the whole time holding eye contact with the perfect woman. Around him, more and more of his fellow soldiers were giving in to the seductresses, eagerly surrendering their dicks to mouths and pussies. Still, Damien couldn't care less, instead opting to thrust his penis harder into the woman's throat. It was only when something appeared in his field of vision that he partially awoke from his daze.

The outside world abruptly rushed back in, momentarily drawing Damien's attention. All around him, soldiers were falling into the arms of beautiful women, their weapons forgotten at their feet as they stared into hypnotic eyes. Further away, the demon man continued his rampage, heedless of the bullets that continued to pelt him. His tentacles surrounded him as a second layer of defense, individual coils lashing out to infect or incapacitate more soldiers.

"Situation critical, Patient Zero is on the field, repeat, Patient Zero is on the field. Localize drone strikes now, send everything! They're overwhelming us-ghah!" an officer shouted into his radio before being tackled by a Hispanic brunette, who started grinding her firm ass against his involuntary erection. Seconds later, loud buzzing echoed overhead and a flurry of explosions detonated on the monster. Damien watched the smoke clear and the Patient Zero step out, swiftly regenerating any damage. In the last moment before he came, he saw the man's arms bulk up and punch through a tank, tearing it in half. The next instant, he shouted in ecstasy, his testicles shooting a thick chunk of cum down the throat of the woman sucking him off.

Orgasm erased his concentration, his entire mind focusing on his seizing balls and the tightness of the redhead's lips. Looking down again, he realized what had broken his lock on the woman's eyes before. Two fat tits were pushing out of his shirt, quickly outpacing its ability to constrain them. Past them, the redhead was holding onto his ass as it widened, giving his body a sexy curve. He wondered why for a moment before his cock shank, balls disappeared into his body, and he collapsed to the ground, hips bucking wildly, his mind flooded with thoughts of sex and seduction.

Moments later, Dana stood, locking her creator in a scorching kiss, tasting her own cum, before looking around with luminescent blue eyes. She saw a large black man a little ways away blasting his flamethrower wildly at her sisters before he made the mistake of looking her way. He instantly froze, his weapon dangling from limp fingers. Dana gave him a coquettish look, swaying her new hips as she crooked a finger at the strong man. As he looked at her with vacant eyes, she wondered if his cock was just as well built. She desperately needed something to fill the hungry void between her legs.

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