Chapter 0: It Begins

Engoron, United Futa Territories

My press pass and immunity tattoos got me across the border and to this house unmolested. Journos who cross into the UFT are rare, but hardly unheard of. The border guards all know why I'm here; I had to petition both sides to get my little project approved, and they give me knowing smiles.

The house is quiet, suburban, hardly the residence of a celebrity. Of course, Tara Zee is hardly a normal celebrity, despite being one of the most talked about futas on the planet. This is not the first interview she's agreed to do, but I am aware of how rare this chance is; not everyone gets to speak with Patient 0.

Let's get one thing straight, before we get started. Telling this story gets me horny as hell, though I'm sure you know it takes very little to do that, so it's your job as an interviewer to help me out while I'm telling it.

You're lucky you're cute, it's half the reason I agreed to do this. Well?

I know what she's asking, and I get on my knees in front of her. She's not particularly tall, maybe 5'8, dark hair, and a complexion that could be from any number of backgrounds. Very little is known about who Tara was before she walked into the lab, and I doubt she'll be sharing today. She lifts her skirt, and frees her half hard cock. About four inches long at this point, but sure to grow. It's the same light tan as the rest of her, a drop of precum beaded at the tip.

I lean forward, and dutifully take it into my mouth. I lap under the head, feeling it harden swiftly, and begin to bob gently. One of her hands runs through my hair, encouraging me without pushing, and she moans. Then, she begins to speak.

That's good, I know this isn't your first, but still. Now, my story?

I signed up for a gender reassignment therapy. I was new to it, terrified of needles, but this girl I knew in undergrad had done some testing in a lab, something totally hush hush, and sent me in their direction. No surgery required, or so they claimed, just a series of injections over a few weeks. I could even keep sleeping in my own bed, they just wanted a chance to check up on me regularly. And it paid, too!

Of course I signed up, I signed all of their little forms, which means I really shouldn't be telling you any of this now, but since you're being such a good sport about all this.

Here she pauses, and shoves down hard on the back of my head with both hands, forcing her fully erect cock down my throat, I gasp and splutter around it before she finally relents, her hands releasing me. I pull back, gasping for breath, then return to my dutiful suckling, as she continues her tale.

There was a doctor and nurse I met with each time, for each round of shots. The first round was fine, no real changes. It was after the second that things went haywire. I was bed-bound for a week, could hardly move except to crawl to the bathroom; it felt like every limb was on fire. Five days in, I woke up, pain free, which was an amazing feeling. And I looked like this.

She gestures to her body; slender, toned, C cup breasts, and a fat cock. Her dark hair falls in waves to her shoulders, and her dark eyes smile down at me as I gulp on her cock.

That was unexpected, but the biggest change was how horny I was. I had an erection that just would not go away. I must have jerked it four times, covered my sheets in cum, but it just wouldn't go down. If anything, it was only making me hornier. I had been given an emergency number by the lab, and I called it now. They said they could fit me in, and I hurried over, though my clothes no longer fit quite right.

Author's note: We know now that futa produce far more sperm than the average male, and have almost no refractory period.

The lab was half empty when I got there, and they brought me into an exam room. My doctor, Dr. Stephens, was alone. He normally had this cute blonde nurse with him, but she had paperwork to finish, or something; I honestly was not capable of focusing on what he was saying. I was too busy looking at his mouth, and imagining what it would look like wrapped around my cock.

He was very impressed by how I'd changed, and how well the treatment had worked; he wanted to do a full physical, but then I dropped my coat and pants, my hard cock flopping out. He wasn't suspecting that, his mouth fell open and he just stared, in shock I guess. I just snapped, as if I couldn't take anymore. He was a weedy little guy you know, shorter than I was, maybe mid thirties, not skinny or fat, but didn't work out at all. Red hair, I remember that. I grabbed him by the head and shoved.

I don't remember if he protested, or tried to fight it, or just gave in immediately, all I really remember is how good his mouth felt around my cock, how tight his throat was. I wasn't gentle with him at all, not like I'm being with you. I shoved him back against the examination table and used his face like a fleshlight. It was a face fuck, not a blowjob; I was just using him as a hole for pleasure, and god, it was so pleasurable. The first time I came down his throat, I knew I could never go back to using my hand.

I feel her thighs tense as she's telling this part, and her hands clamp down on the back of my head, holding me in place. She begins to buck with her hips, driving her seven inch cock down my throat again and again. I rest my hands on her thighs and take it passively, letting her use me as she relives the glory of her first conquest. I struggle to breathe through my nose as she begins to cum, slamming my face into her crotch, my nose buried in her pubes as jet after jet of cum flows down my throat. She pauses for a second after she cums, savoring it, then begins slamming into me again, as her tale continues.

I don't know how many times I came down his throat before I was satisfied, but it took at least two hours. He stopped fighting after the first hour, I know that much. Whether he passed out at all during...I can't say. I do know that when I withdrew my cock from his mouth, finally, and gazed down at his cum drenched face, he was gazing up at me with a blank and happy expression, as if there were nowhere else he would rather be. He was the first of the bound.

Author's Note: Around 20% of the population, both male and female, is susceptible to binding. After ingesting futa cum, or other exposure to it, they become completely docile and submissive to futa, willing to do anything, absolutely anything, asked of them. Dr. Stephens was the first of the bound. He was not the last. I myself am not susceptible, which is why Tara can cum down my throat so freely.

I didn't know what the fuck a bound was at that point of course. All I knew was how eagerly he was looking up at me, and how much fun I'd had with him. We were both breathing hard, total wrecks, when the nurse came in. Her name was Diana, though I didn't remember that at the time. Short, blonde, busty as all hell, fresh out of undergrad. She was a total sex kitten, she just didn't know it yet. She stared at us in shock, her boss on his knees spattered in cum, me standing there, my cock finally soft, though seeing her raised all sorts of new possibilities.

She made to leave so I grabbed her. I ordered Stephens to help me, and he did without question. he held his assistant down, kept his hand over her mouth, as a grabbed her scrubs, pulled them down, and shoved into her tight little cunt.

I'd had sex before, of course, but never like this. Never so... freely. I wasn't having sex was her, I was using her, taking her, owning her. I slammed deep into her again and again, her pussy even more inviting than Stephens' throat had been. I don't know if she enjoyed it, I kind of don't think she did at first, the way she was fighting, but the first time she came all over my fat cock, it was over.

I had Stephens keep his hand over her mouth, I had that much sense at least. We couldn't have the whole facility hear her begging for my cock, **** to get fucked harder. When I got tired of her pussy, I made her clean my cock with her mouth. She was so docile, so eager to please, and Stephens was eager to help. She wasn't even bound, just a total slut, if you can believe that.

She helped with the next part, shoving Stephens head into her cum soaked pussy and making him eat her out as I stole his anal virginity. He might have screamed, I was beyond caring at that point. He was mine, she was mine, they were just toys now, eager holes for my cock, willing or not. I wasn't gentle for his first time, didn't ease him in; the only lube he got was my cum, and the juices on my cock, both his and Diana's. It was ****, pure and simple. And he loved it.

He came all over the floor with my fat cock destroying his ass, desperately gulping my cum out of his assistant's abused pussy. When I got tired of his ass I moved onto hers, fucking it just as roughly while I had Stephens keep her quiet with his cock in her mouth. He wasn't as big as me, but she sucked eagerly all the same, happy to please, even as her eyes welled with tears from my **** of her cute little ass.

I don't know how long I spent there, or how many times I came in each of them. It was early morning when I came in though, and well past dark when I left. We returned to Stephens house under cover of night. He was unmarried, lived alone, a perfect place to call in sick and spend a few days fucking. I couldn't do that anymore, but god, it was so much fun.

Author's Note: It is now well known that freshly turned futas have a vastly increased libido, and decreased inhibitions, willing and able to fuck anything that moves. Even compared to normal futas, their appetites are insatiable. They calm down eventually, though how long this takes depends on the individual.

Diana fell sick the next morning, and by that evening, there were two of us. The first human to human transmission from patient Zero.