His life's work?

Sunny and Z woke up in Rod's office and took stock of their surroundings. The sun had risen, so they had slept the whole night after the orgy. Their body's having returned to their "believable" states, each shimmied back into the seductive clothing they had arrived in, barelt covering their ample breasts and asses.

Rod was asleep in the armchair where he had collapsed the night before, still in the shadows, still appearing uninfected. He was naked, with his small flaccid cock sitting between his thighs. As the sun rose it hit his skin and began to warm his body, activating the virus.

Awaking he began to groan audibly as the mutation began. All the hair follicles on his body receded, except for the hair on his head which turned strawberry blonde and lengthened over his shoulders. Moles and blemishes faded from his skin. Proportions shrunk... feet, hands, arms, muscles... his face softened from a rugged male to the petite proportions of a 20 year old woman. Breasts budded pulse by pulse to perky B cups. His stomach melted and hips expanded.

Now fully awake, Rod looked down. "Ohhh... ahhh... I look like my dreams... like every nubile woman I've ever fucked."

"Wow", said Sunny. "You are super cute Rod. I wish I had my night cock."

Z didn't have to wait. She was over by the desk. With a grunt and flex of her abs she had pushed her yard long cock out and was jerking off to the sight.

But the virus wasn't done... with its most impressive feature. Rod hadn't grown a pussy to match his other feature... Much like his porn alter ego, he relished his 18 inch cock and the thousands of pussies he'd stretched.... and dreamed of an even bigger cock.

With gradual building speed, Rod's penis snaked out from between his thighs. Drooping over the edge of the chair and reaching the floor, Rod's eyes began to bulge in disbelief. The appendage was rope thin, but continued to crawl across the carpet until the tip was 6 feet away from the chair.

Rod groaned again as the next step began.... inflating in diameter, second by second, the infected cock grew in diameter. After what seemed like only a minute, it was a foot across. Sunny and Z stared in disbelief as the swelling continued minute by minute until the appendage was over a yard in diameter... The tree trunk like cock tapered back to normal size where it met Rod's body. The opening at the tip was two feet across and dribbled cum out onto the carpet.

Rod was stuck, immobile in the chair, a 500 pound futa penis tied to his crotch.

Sunny and Z walked around the monster, rubbing the veins of the beast. Each stroke caused Rod to groan and cause the cock to spurt cum out the tip.

The virus had given Rod the best of both of his dreams. A lithe nubile porn starlets body tied to the world's largest cock.

Z walked around in front of the opening and plunged her cock in, walking forward til her three foot monster was buried. She grabbed the glans and fucked away until she came inside the monster. The cock had a mind of its own, and began to pull Z in. "Help, Sunny... its going to swallow me."

Sunny knew what she had to do and began to stroke the length of the trunk. Rod began to pant, and the soft monster went rigid. With a gigantic orgasm, the futa beast came, shooting Z across the room and against the far wall, covering her in ten gallons of cum.

The infected scientist brain in Sunny thought about this... Did Rod just grow a cock womb?

Z stood up drenched in white jelly. "Thanks Sunny, it almost got me."

"I have an idea Z. Let's see what this cock can do."