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Chapter 7 by GhostWriter2049 GhostWriter2049

Who's at the door?

It's Dr. Ellis! And it's urgent!

As Bella opened the door, she used it to half-cover her body, making sure to hide her body's new attachment.

"Dr. Ellis?" Bella said, recognizing the woman at her doorstep. She was in a tan, button-up trench coat with a black, leather bag slung over her shoulder.

"Hello, Bella. Do you mind if I come in? There's something really important we need to discuss. It's about your you-know-what." she said.

"Sure thing." Bella said as she glanced at the area past her house.

"No paparazzi. For now at least." Bella thought.

The two women went to the living room, with Bella waiting eagerly to hear Ellis' news.

"So, what's up?" Bella asked.

"Well, first I think you need to see this..." Ellis said, unbuttoning her coat.

"OH. MY. GOD." Bella said.

At the zipper of Dr. Ellis' pants was a large bulge. Not quite as large as Bella's, but still highly noticeable. The doctor unzipped her fly and let loose her own futanari penis with two, golf ball-sized testicles.

"I woke up this morning with this thing making a tentpole in my bedding. It appears to be somewhat smaller than yours, about 8 inches when erect." the good doctor explained. "So, I took a semen sample of my own to compare to yours. It's still very early to say anything concrete, but it looks like you and I have been infected with some strange, new virus."

Bella was in shock.

"Virus? You mean like a disease?" Bella asked.

"Something like that. In both your blood and our semen samples, I found traces of strange protein casings, as well as some unusual RNA. I think you were somehow exposed to these foreign materials, causing your bodily changes." Dr. Ellis explained.

"Okay, but what about you? Why do you have a penis?" Bella inquired.

Dr. Ellis answered quickly. "It's my hypothesis that when you came to see me the other day, I was infected with the virus when I accidentally stimulated you."

Bella looked puzzled for a moment before the answer hit her.

"So.... my precum did this to you." the celebrity realized.

"Most likely." said the doctor. "And if this truly is the case, our next step needs to be isolation. Given our hyperactive libidos, ejaculate output, and overall difficulty in covering our new endowments, we need to limit the potential for another's exposure."

A moment of quiet took the room as Bella tried processing everything she just heard. Even if she found some way to disguise her pecker, there's no guarantee she could stop herself from leaking pre, or even cumming, in public. Goodbye social life.

Dr. Ellis finally spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Look. I know this is a lot, believe me. This is shocking for me too. But, we're in this together. And since the virus is still in its infancy, we have a shot to fix things and prevent any further spreading. If either of us needs the other, we have each other's contact info, and I can have some friends down at the lab help us work through some more of the tests and analytics. We just have to be strong for now, okay?"

Bella stared at her blankly, coming to terms with her situation, before slowly nodding.

"Good." said the doctor. "Now, do you know where the virus might've originated? Anywhere unsanitary or questionable come to mind?"

The model froze, thinking back to all the porn studios she went to direct for: the dingy sets, the rampant **** use, it could have been anything. She felt a knot form in her stomach.

"I don't know." Bella lied, knowing deep down that her porn career was once again dragging her down.

"Well if you think of anything, please let me know." Ellis said.

"In the meantime," she continued. "I've made arrangements to have some equipment sent to you. New wardrobe, extra large condoms, a *cough* cock-milker. They should help with your current situation."

The doctor struggled to shove her cock back into her pants and rebuttoned her coat.

"Well, I should probably be on my way. If you need anything, or remember anything important, give me a call." she said, preparing to leave.

There was a lot Bella wanted to say, but all she could muster was a quiet "thank you."

As Dr. Ellis closed the front door on her way out, Bella was left alone in her home once again.

Finally, some answers. But what does Bella do now?

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