Does the virus survive?

Dani washed her clothes in the sink, and wrung them out as best she good. She surveyed the restroom, now licked clean. She slid on her panties up to her restored pubis, clipped tight the skirt around her waist. Admiring her perky breasts one last time, she slid on her damp bralette and tied the shirt back in place.

She walked out of the restroom and surveyed the scene in the mall. Dani had no idea how long she had been ****, but her phone was dead. Everywhere lay the dead corpses of the infected, their inflated breasts and genitalia exposed where they fell.

Soldiers walked among the deceased. Dani ran up to one of them, and he explained that a vaccine had been developed from the immune. The medicine had saved billions from infection, but the airborne dispersal had killed the concentration of infected, and yet somehow spared her. The virus knew, it was sentient and telepathic, sensing the impending doom to the infected and it went underground, in Dani.

Dani had no outward appearance of infection and had survived the vaccine, so the soldier released her. She found her car keys and drove herself home.

Opening up the door to her apartment she was engulfed by the hug of her roommate, Jenny. Jenny was the yin to Dani's yang. 5'10" and athletic, Jenny had 36B breasts framed by stunning shoulders, and legs that went forever. "I thought you had died at the mall, Dani. You left two weeks ago for your shift and never came back!"

Dani looked out the window as the sun began to set and felt the pheromones rising from her body. "I didn't escape, Jenny. I experienced a transformation to hypersexuality.... an orgasm that knocked me ****. And I think I want to share this with you."

By then the pheromones had done their job... Jenny was hypnotized. Dani walked into the bathroom and Jenny followed. Dani took off her clothes. Jenny knelt and began to lick at Dani's cleft. As the last sliver of sunlight disappeared below the horizon, Dani's body began to morph. Her breasts expanded and dripped milk onto Jenny's head. Her clit snaked down Jenny's throat. Instinctively Jenny reached up and shoved a fist into Dani's pussy, driving her over the edge. Dani spurted cum into Jenny's stomach and passed out. Jenny fell backwards, the organ sliding out of her throat, but the change had already started. Unaware of her fate, Jenny had not removed her clothes. She sat up on the edge of the tub, now in fear as the hormonal hypnosis wore off and confusion set in. She looked down at the **** body on the floor that had Dani's face but enormous breasts and a penis!

Jenny stood saw her reflection in the mirror. The infection began constrained and the virus mutated as is it struggled to spread through Jenny's body. Her breasts pushed hard against the underwire bra until it gave way, then snapping the buttons off the front of her shirt. The new appendages rested on the vanity top, the nipples each filling a sink with milk. Still conscious and writhing with pleasure, Jenny removed the rest of the shirt and looked down. The seams in her jeans grew tight as her clitoris pushed hard against the zipper. Stitch by stitch the fabric gave way. Veins began to rise across a Jenny's body, visible and vascular in her arms, shoulders and back. The remaining fatty tissue continued to move to her breasts as each muscle grew and striation became more defined. Her quads and calved pushed against restraint. Jenny reached down with her hands and tore the remant tatters from her legs, revealing her engorged clitoris now several inches long. No set of arteries were more defined, more engorged, than the network snaking its way across her abdomen feeding the growth. With each hearbeat it raced further down her legs, fed by the virus' need to spread until it hit the cold stone floor. Still flaccid, Jenny tucked the phallus into her pussy. Her labia reacted instinctively, the distended lips pulling her penis deeper and deeper on their own. The feedback loop was set... Her cock pumped semen into the opening and she came with a rush so intense that she snapped the stone sink rim of with hr hands. Excess fluid streamed out and spiraled down her legs. She slumped onto the floor but remained awake. Her body raged with hormones as the vaginal canal absorbed the semen her new testicles were producing at a furious rate.