Maren had been going back to her roots as a paramedic, helping people in need.

“So maybe you want to start?” Jess asked Maren as they were in the air. “You looked like some kind of teacher with your glasses and the stockings.”

“Or some kind of nurse,” Mira added.

“Good guess,” Maren smiled. “I indeed did a lot of nursing in the last day. As you might remember, I had been a paramedic in my former life and I had a chance to work and help people once again. Well, in a kind of different way than usual…”

---

Fourteen hours before

---

“Have fun guys,” Maren said goodbye to Jess and followed Mira’s shape in the air for a few seconds. She didn’t have a target in mind yet, but something pulled her forward, a weird premonition that probably was part of her link to Iris’ supernatural sense. Maren landed on a rooftop and looked over the empty streets. Then she spotted someone on the opposite side of the sidewalk and knew what she had to do immediately. A woman, maybe in her forties with blonde hair just like her and a jacket over her white uniform. A doctor’s uniform.

“Back to the roots, Miss Connor,” Maren muttered to herself and flew swiftly to the roof of the house where the young woman just locked up and stepped inside.

She waited and let Iris do the scouting, letting one shadow quickly fly through the house. Iris gave her the intel she wanted a few seconds later: ‘Marilyn, nurse, just heading home from a night-shift. Her husband is gone for a quick jog.’

“Thanks,” Maren said and slipped from the roof on the balcony. “You think her clothes will fit?”

‘She is just about as tall as you,’ Iris mused. 'Well, your tits would be a bit bigger, but this will just make the clothes perfectly strained for anyone to look at.’

“First things first,” Maren said as she waited in front of the glass-door to the empty bedroom. It was locked from inside, but Iris' shadows just came back to her and the permeable mist easily opened the door. “I wanna prepare our tired night-shifting doc for the return of her husband.”

Maren strolled inside and sat on the bed. She heard Marilyn in the bathroom, showering and felt the urge to join the woman. But she just waited and shifted her usual angelic appearance into a wingless shape. She laid down on her belly and cuddled in the white sheets, awaiting the arrival of the person this bed belonged to.

---

Marilyn had a very exhausting night-shift at the hospital she worked for. All she wanted to do now, as the warm water washed over her, was just lay down in her sheets, sleep a few hours and have a free afternoon and evening with her husband. After she cleaned and dried herself, she walked yawning into her bedroom, ready to just fall into the soft sheets and sleep the whole morning. What Marilyn didn’t know: in the moment she opened the door to her room, her whole life would change forever.

She came inside her room, while yawning deeply with closed eyes and didn’t notice the blonde woman on her bed. Marilyn gasped in shock and winced as she felt soft lips on her own only a few seconds as she entered her bedroom and for a brief moment she was entirely confused and terrified.

But her fear vanished immediately as she tasted the sweetness of the woman’s lips. Instead, her own desire consumed her immediately and the knowledge of what was happening to her came into her mind too: she just got infected by the Contagion and it felt marvelous. Maren, the blonde woman that somehow got to her room, had started to suck her full breasts and Marilyn moaned and gasped at the sensation of the other woman’s hungry licks and sucks.

Maren and Marilyn soon both rolled over the sheets of the bed and made out fiercely, bringing each other to climax with fingers and tongues. Sometimes Marilyn was on top of the other blonde woman, kissing her neck while fingering Maren’s clit. Then she got pleasured by Maren’s tongue and she arched her back as orgasm after orgasm rocked her body. Marilyn couldn’t speak anymore, she was too busy to moan and kiss every inch of this sweet woman that had come to give her eternal pleasure.

She was so completely engulfed by the pleasure that she was totally surprised as she felt a cock between her folds that pushed into her. Her eyes shot open for the first time since what felt like an eternity. Her husband was there suddenly and pushed his still enlarging cock deep into her. Marilyn moaned out as her pussy got stretched by his member, which seemed to double her pleasure even more now. Her husband had come home from his early jog and had found her here in the bed, getting pleasured by a woman. The look alone had made him infected and now he was here, to pleasure his wife properly…

Maren stood up from the bed as husband and wife started to fuck so hard that the bed already creaked very noisily. She watched decided to watch them a bit and fingered herself to another orgasm, while Marilyn got fucked doggy style on the bed, her ass shaking with every thrust.

After that, she decided it was time for her original plan. She didn’t made any effort to ask Marilyn if she could borrow her some clothes from work, as the woman on the bed only moaned for a cock in her pussy now anyways. She went to the wardrobe and found what she had wanted immediately: a blue blouse, a fitting skirt and a white lab-coat. She ignored the black lingerie completely, but her eyes caught a pair of long, black stockings and she decided that she could use them too. She slipped into the skirt, pulled the stockings up to her thigh and buttoned up her blouse. It was pretty tight, maybe her body just wasn’t used to clothes anymore. ‘Well and my tits did grow so I guess this makes the difference,’ Maren thought to herself. She also took a pair of black high-heels and slipped inside.

She decided to leave the upper buttons of her shirt open, good enough to present her big cleavage for anyone to look at it, but not too slutty to maintain her respectability. Maren loosened the little tag on the coat which showed everyone the name ‘Marilyn Tully’ and tossed it away. Then she went to the bedside table and looked into a small hand mirror. She straightened her pony-tail and looked at her own face with a little frown. Next to her, Marilyn and her husband still fucked like animals in heat on the bed.

“Something’s missing,” Maren muttered to herself, completely ignoring the lusty moans. “I just don’t know…”

A shadow of Iris streamed out of her pussy, which made Maren gasp out. The shadow materialized itself in a copy of her nude, angelic version and opened the bedsides table drawer. It grabbed inside and took out a pair of glasses.

‘This will finish the look, Doctor Maren,’ Iris playful voice echoed in her brain.

“I don’t need any glasses to see,” Maren said as she took the glasses from the shadow's hand.

‘We’ll de-blur your vision, don’t worry,’ Iris said.

“If you say so,” Maren shrugged and indeed: as she put the glasses on her nose, she could see completely normal, like the lenses were made out of window glass. Satisfied with her appearance and ready to use this for her advantage to seduce and fuck, Maren strolled outside the house and hopped into the car that parked in the garage.

“Lead the way to a good spot where this new outfit of mine will come in handy”, Maren said. “Probably the hospital…”

‘I have a different target in mind,’ Iris said as Maren started the motor. ‘It’s quite similar. You’ll see.’

---

“No, Mister, Doctor Thomas has a full schedule with appointments the next week,” Marc said with a sigh. “I can make an appointment for a home-visit in at least…thirteen days. No, I’m not joking. Doctor Thomas is a busy man and the only doctor that isn’t working full-time at the hospital here in town. Yes. No. No. Sorry, it just doesn’t work. Yeah. Sorry. Yeah. Best wishes. Stay safe. Thank you. Goodbye.”

Marc sighed again as he replaced the receiver on the phone and cursed the day his employer, Doctor Thomas, decided to open on a weekend too. He was the only doctor with his own practice left in town. All the other doctors had jobs in the local hospital or had been called off to different places the last few weeks. Marc and his colleague Valery worked for Doctor Thomas, Marc as the man at the reception (accepting calls from clients, checking insurances etc.) and Valery as the woman behind the desk, doing all the paperwork Doctor Thomas couldn’t do. They were very busy, because anyone who needed a sick note was coming to their little practice. And even if they drowned in work, Doctor Thomas still found time for his clients individually, doing home-visits and examined everyone with care. Nonetheless, the work was filling everyday of Marc’s Valerie’s and Doctor Thomas’ life and they worked for eight hours at least, even in the three hours at noon, were the practice was closed every day.

“Excuse me, handsome?”

Marc looked up from the papers he needed to sign, surprised. He never got called ‘handsome’, especially not at work. In front of his desk stood a woman with blonde hair, bound to a pony-tail. She wore a lab-coat over her blue blouse and her blue eyes sparkled through her glasses. Marc felt an odd feeling in his chest, but ignored it.

“What can I do for you, Miss…?” he asked politely, admiring the beauty of Maren.

“Connor,” the woman said. “Maren Connor. I’m a colleague of Doctor Thomas and thought I could see him shortly?”

“I fear that will be difficult,” Marc said frowning, the warm feeling in his chest slowly wandering down into his stomach. A single strand of Maren’s hair fell onto her face, which made her look extremely adorable. “He’s very busy right now…”

“I know,” Maren said and nodded. “You see…” she propped her arms against the desk and leaned forward. Her cleavage was right in front of Marc’s eyes and his cock responded almost immediately and started to grow. “I know his situation. He has so much to do and I thought I might help him at my weekend with the appointments for home-visiting.”

“Ehm,” Marc said a bit bewildered. ‘Don’t stare in her cleavage, you creep!’ he thought to himself and **** himself to look up into Maren’s blue eyes. That didn’t help much. It was like this woman was eye-fucking him, so deep and knowing she watched him with this light smile on her pretty face…

“Yes?” she asked politely after Marc said nothing for ten seconds. “You wanted to say something?”

“I…” ‘I want to say that you look gorgeous and that I want to kiss you now, Maren!’ “I…I…I am not sure if Doctor Thomas has time to see you…”

“You didn’t sound quite convinced,” Maren smiled, a smile so sweet that it made Marc almost groan out in desire. “I just want to help…but if I would disturb him, I think I can just go and…”

“I think Doctor Thomas will be happy that you’ve come,” Marc started to babble. The thought of Maren leaving without kissing him was all of a sudden very terrifying to him and so he gesticulated wildly to the closed door with the letter ‘1’ on it. “Please, please, go inside…”

“That’s so kind of you,” Maren smiled widely and leaned forward.

Marc felt her lips on his own and thought even if he might die right now, it was absolutely worth it. Maren tasted sweeter than everything he ever tasted and her kiss made his whole body shiver in excitement and hunger for more. His cock strained against his pants and pulsated with raw need for something to fuck. He felt so incredibly good…

Then the kiss was over and Marc gasped with short breaths in his chair. Maren smiled at him, her face still very close to his own.

“You know what you want,” she whispered softly. “They need you.”

She jerked her head to the side. Marc followed her sign and looked to the left. There was the ajar door with the inscription ‘waiting room’ and inside of that…

“You know what to do,” Maren breathed and gave Marc a second kiss on his cheek, which felt like it burned his skin with desire and lust.

Without hesitation, Marc stood up and hasted towards the waiting room, his fingers already fumbling with his belt. Valery, who just came from a different room next to the waiting room looked at him surprised. “Marc, what…”

“In there,” Marc groaned and grabbed her at the arm. “You need to help me…”

“With what?” Valery asked baffled.

“Fuck,” came Marc’s immediate response. He kissed her on her lips and rushed into the full waiting room. Valery stood there for a second, gasping by the shock of the sudden kiss. But her shock was quickly gone as the effects of the virus surged through her and she ran behind Marc, following him to satisfy herself.

Maren had watched the two employees of the doctor and enjoyed as she heard the sudden screams from the waiting room. She closed the door softly to muffle them a bit and strolled to the room Marc had told her. She went inside and wasn’t surprised that no one was there. It was a small room with a desk and a lounger for the patients. A second door on the opposite side of the room led to a room with the inscription ‘office’ on it.

‘He’s in the next room,’ confirmed Iris, who naturally knew everything that happened around her. ‘Do you want to…’

“No, I think I’ll give him a good view what he gets,” Maren muttered.

She sat herself on the desk, where the doctor usually took place, removed the coat, her blouse and the skirt, so that she was nude until the stockings and heels. Maren decided that it would be nevertheless fitting for the impression of a doctor if she puts the lab-coat back on. She then waited for the original doctor arrival quietly, even if she played with her now exposed clit.

It didn’t take long until she heard steps from across the room and the door to the office went open. Doctor Thomas was a tall, bearded man in his fifties probably. He had black hair that already turned into silver and he looked very tired. As he noticed Maren, sitting nude on his desk and playing with herself, he froze and his eyes went wide.

“Hello Doctor,” Maren greeted him softly. “Sorry to disturb you.”

Doctor Thomas opened his mouth. Then he shook his head, like he wanted to brush away a fly and said calmly. “I suppose you aren’t a colleague, my dear…?”

“Maren,” Maren introduced herself. “And I actually want to be. In my former life, I had been a paramedic, you know? I know what it’s like to help people, Doctor Thomas.”

“Please Maren, call me John,” Doctor Thomas said and sat on the lounger in front of Maren.

Maren nodded and waited for him to speak up. She was interested where this conversation would lead to, even if she exactly knew how it would end.

“You are one of the people that are infected with the Contagion?” John asked her.

“Yes.”

“And…assuming what we know about this Contagion, I guess my colleagues aren’t themselves anymore,” he asked very soberly.

“Define, 'not themselves anymore',” Maren said calmly.

“Hulking sex-machines, weird monsters with extremely enhanced penises, breasts, testicles. Women with cocks and things I figured to be unnatural,” John counted. “Elves and demons and so on and so on. I saw the videos on the net.”

“Do you think I am a weird monster?” Maren asked again.

John looked up into her eyes. “No. You seem to be…just pretty.”

“Well, I hide these,” Maren mused and for a second she grew her wings that lifted her lab-coat up. “And this,” she sent one Iris clone out of her pussy that rushed towards John and touched his skin briefly. She told Iris not to infect him by this, but give him a good impression of the pleasure that the shadow provided. “Does this make me a monster?”

John had shivered as the shadow touched his skin, but he still kept his calm look into Maren’s eyes. “Impressive,” he said. “And no. This also doesn’t make you a monster.”

“Thank you,” Maren said politely as she made her wings disappear again. “I know when my shadows touch someone, they always fall for me, like madmen. You could feel it, right? The pleasure, I assure?”

“It felt…better than anything I ever felt,” John admitted. “So am I infected now too?”

“No,” Maren shook her head. “I let you decide.”

“There is a decision?” John asked frowning.

“There always is,” Maren agreed. “Even if you don’t actually know that you are infected. Even if you weren’t willing too. The choices we made will define us. If you are infected and decide that you want to spent your life with only one woman to please, you can do that. If you want a harem of girls begging for your cock, you can make them. If you want neither of this and just want fun, infecting everyone you can…you can do that too. There is only one thing you can’t do: run away from the Contagion. Its spread is inevitable.”

“And what did you decide?” John asked Maren still incredibly calmly, even if Maren noticed the bulge in his pants.

“Some would say I didn’t have much of a choice,” Maren admitted. “The virus protected me from a bunch of debris that would’ve killed me if I was buried underneath it without any aid. But it saved me. That’s the virus' nature: it protects. It helps. It always wants to contain only one thing: pleasure all the time for those who are infected and for those who aren’t. But there are many who don't want this. Many there outside just want control or to dominate over somebody. I saw people going mad because they were so lost in pleasure that they forgot their fellow humans. I decided to give the uninfected the possibility not to be this selfish. Of course I can’t help myself all the time, the virus demands sex inside my body every second. I mean look at me, my pussy was creaming for a cock the moment you came inside.” She slipped one finger over her wet pussy and showed John how much of her own juices dripped down as she pulled her finger away. “But I would never break a man or woman sexually,” Maren continued. “Even if I’m dying in lust and horniness, I would fuck no one's brains out. That’s what I decided.”

John didn’t answer immediately, he just looked at Maren. Then he cleared his throat and asked, “So what do you want me to do?”

“The thing I would expect from a good doctor, bound to the Hippocratic Oath: protect and help,” Maren shrugged. “Give the pleasure to the virus to anyone in need. The hospital, for example.”

John nodded very slowly this time. “I should…just have sex with anyone in there?”

“Well, the virus’ infection is exponential the more you infect,” Maren mused. “Infect a few doc's or nurses…they’ll help you.”

“Will you come with me?” John asked frowning.

“No,” Maren said and slipped from the desk, slowly going towards him. She saw how he strained himself and knew that , even if she didn’t infected him yet, his desire must be enormous. “Actually, I wanted to do your appointments for home-visits today. Getting the Contagion everywhere and curing a few people from their physical or mental pain.”

“The list with all my clients is on my desk,” John muttered as Maren stood in front of him.

“I’ll look over it,” Maren said softly. “So. I said I'd give you choice. So here it is: I won’t do anything to infect you. You must do it yourself.”

“That’s not a choice,” John whispered.

“The Contagion’s spread is inevitable,” Maren repeated in a whisper too. “We all are going to be infected. But I let you decide which path you want to go: be a ‘hulking sex-machine’ or a ‘weird monster’…or be a doctor who gives the gift of the Contagion to anyone you’ll touch.”

Maren and John had locked eyes with each other and the more she looked into his, she felt her pussy dripping wetness down her leg. Maren didn’t move a muscle to make John do the first step. And he did.

She felt his lips parting hers and closed her eyes, smiling into the kiss as John pulled her closer and stroked her hair and back with his hands. Their tongues battled in a deep kiss that grew more intense as Maren embraced John with her arms and pressed her bare chest against him. She felt his hands roaming down her back to her ass and moaned softly as he squeezed her ass lightly.

Still kissing, Maren reached down with one hand and unbuckled his belt, while the other hand opened his shirt. John’s cock nearly burst out of his pants as she started to free him from the fabric. As she grabbed his pulsating cock, he groaned into her mouth as well and squeezed her ass harder.

Maren broke the kiss to look John deeply in the eyes. His face was strained in pleasured agony and Maren noticed that his skin now looked a lot younger now. Even his hair got a bit of its old blackish colour back, even though they were a few grey strands in it.

“It feels good, right?” Maren breathed as she stroked his cock very softly and enjoyed how it pulsed inside her hands.

“Good isn’t the word,” John said with clenched teeth.

Maren chuckled and wanted to drop on her knees, but John stopped her and pulled her back up. “No,” he said simply.

The next second he grabbed Maren’s hips and heaved her in the air. She grinned and kissed him again, her arms embraced around his neck, her legs doing the same at his waist. John’s cock pierced into her and made both him and Maren moan out. For Maren, it was the familiar but wonderful experience of getting her pussy filled once again' for John, it was the first time fucking with the Contagion inside him. His cock was so large and thick that he needed a few seconds to stuff it completely into Maren’s tight pussy.

Maren moaned as she felt his full balls on her wet crotch and gyrated her hips a bit to give John even more pleasure. He responded to her move with a loud groan and started to move his own hips back and forth. The pleasure that Maren experienced from that was enough to send her over the edge almost immediately and she made no effort to hold her orgasm back. She shuddered and gasped as wave after wave of orgasmic ecstasy shook her body and moaned into John’s ear.

“You are wonderful, honey,” she breathed into his ear, still moaning out her orgasm. “Cum inside me. Fill my pussy up.”

Maren felt that John’s cock twitched inside her and kissed him again deeply. She felt his hot load filling her up and immediately came again. John’s orgasm lasted at least twenty seconds and Maren felt his cum dripping out of her pussy, it was simply too much to hold inside her. Finally she felt John’s tight grip loosen a bit and broke the kiss again. He sat Maren on her feet again and leaned back, his breath heavy and deep.

“That was…better than I imagined,” he grumbled deeply, his cock still twitching in his lap. “And I am still hard…”

“You can technically go again every second from now on,” Maren explained and slipped one finger into her pussy to get some of his cum into her mouth. “And even if I must say, it was pretty good…” she licked her finger clean. “Hmm. You taste good. Even if it was pretty good, I would be glad if you keep your promise and get to the hospital. I would gladly spent the whole day with you and let you try every position you want me, but I fear my time is short and I really want to do the home-visits to get as many people as possible infected.”

“The list with my clients is at the desk,” John said who buttoned his shirt back up, in his eyes sparkled the determination of a man who knew his job. “I’ll do what you told me…doctor.”

Maren chuckled and went back to the desk to put her blouse and the skirt back on. “You are the real doctor. I was just a paramedic once.”

“I would think you would make a great doctor,” John chuckled, putting his cock back into his pants. “You have a good heart.”

“Naw, that’s so sweet of you,” Maren said flattered. She sat down on John’s seat, back in her outfit of a doctor again and grabbed the list of names how he told her. She noticed that John looked at her with an admiring face and looked up smiling.

“Yes, John?” she asked softly.

“In this, you look even hotter than without,” John smirked.

“Thank you,” Maren smiled. “If I can fool a real doctor with this, I think your clients will not be a problem too.”

“Good luck Maren,” John said and went to the door. “Hopefully we'll see each other again.”

“I’ll find you,” Maren winked. “Good luck to you too and only the best orgasms and fucks.”

John smiled and waved his hand as he closed the door.

‘He’s cute,’ Iris voice echoed in Maren’s brain.

“He is,” Maren agreed, while looking at the list. “Maybe I’ll indeed search for him when Jess isn’t around. How is she by the way?”

Maren felt a rush of concern in her brain that wasn’t her own. ‘Fine,’ came Iris' short answer, which couldn’t satisfy Maren at all.

“Are you trying to lie to me?” Maren asked worried. “Iris. Is Jess fine?”

‘We…think so. But you know what troubles her. The part of Elias, the possession strain, inside her is getting stronger. It wants to take control over Jess and show her that he is the only strain that she needs. It fights constantly for control.’

“But you can handle it?” Maren asked concerned.

‘We can stop him from getting on Jess' nerves, but we have no idea how to get rid of him. He’s annoying us and gets more aggressive every time Jess gives him a bit of free space. But this shouldn’t be your concern, you are completely fine and Jess is too. How about we work off these names on the list?’

“Yeah, let’s get on with it,” Maren agreed and stood up. “I’ll take the car. You show me the way?”

‘Sure.’

---

Maren arrived in a typical suburban street at 11am, driving near the house of her first appointment today. She stopped her car at the sidewalk and opened the door, checking her outfit one last time before slipping outside.

She strolled towards the door and rang the bell. She waited patiently while Iris already checked the situation in and across the house.

‘One man, a woman. Husband and wife. No one else around.’

‘Thanks,’ Maren answered her mentally. ‘Let’s keep the charade for a while.’

The door opened and Maren put her kindest smile on her face. It was a brunette woman, maybe Maren’s age, who looked surprised as she opened the door.

“Hello,” Maren greeted her. “I am Doctor Connor. Doctor Thomas sent me to check on a certain Phillip Snider? I am his replacement for home-visiting on the weekends.”

“Oh,” the woman at the door now smiled as well. “Splendid! I was told Doctor Thomas can’t do home-visits for a longer period of time now.”

‘He sure can’t now anymore,’ Maren thought to herself. “That’s why I am doing his appointments. You are Phillip’s wife I suppose?”

“Mary,” the woman nodded. “Please come in doctor. My husband is very ill and can’t stand up right now, you may come up into our bedroom to…”

“Sure thing,” Maren smiled and stepped inside. “Lead the way, Mary.”

She followed the woman up the staircase until they reached a darkened room. A man slept in the big bed and breathed slowly in and out.

“That’s Phillip,” Mary explained unnecessarily in a whisper. “He was awake for a few hours but I wanted him to sleep. He has a terrible fever, nearly 40 degrees…”

“I’ll take a look,” Maren said softly. “Let me alone with him a short while. Maybe you could do a cup of tea? Sometimes this already does a lot of things.”

“Sure, good idea,” Mary nodded.

“Excellent,” Maren said and kissed the surprised Mary on her cheek. “See you in a few minutes.”

“Y…Yeah sure,” Mary muttered confused and went back to the kitchen. Maren knew that the kiss she gave her already was enough to infect her, but she also knew that it would happen a bit slower and that she would have time with Phillip alone.

She slowly went to the carpets in front of the windows and opened them to let the sun come in. Phillip just kept sleeping, despite of the fact that his face was bathed in bright sunlight now. Maren sat down on the edge of the bed and touched his forehead with her index- and middle-finger.

‘Terrible grip,’ Iris voice expertly echoed through Maren’s head as she put her hand on the sheets of the bed. ‘He isn’t vaccinated against it. At least 39 degrees, very weak.’

“Well, let’s give him his medicine then,” Maren muttered and bowed her head to Phillip's sleeping head.

Her kiss was sensual and loving, just like the kiss she had given John Thomas in his office. Only this time, the man she kissed didn’t respond immediately, he was too weak to even open his eyes. But the moment Maren kissed Phillip, deeply and hungry like she would kiss a lover, she knew he already got cured. From his head down to his feet, she could feel a wave of heat that spread over Phillip's whole body and destroyed any grip-virus while replacing it automatically with the Contagion. A bulge under the sheets told Maren that she had been successful and she broke her kiss.

Phillip’s eyelids fluttered as his eyes got used to the bright sun that still shined on his face. Then he noticed Maren, who had pulled the sheets away and fumbled with his boxers. “Well, well, well,” she said with an expertly face. “Awake, I see. The grip is gone, but the virus remains. But I guess you’ll like this virus much more.”

She had removed his boxers and grabbed his dick that still grew in length and thickness. “Hm,” she said as she started to stroke him. “Not very thankful yet? I guess I need to suck you until you understand your luck, my friend.”

Completely ignoring Phillip's absolutely petrified face, Maren went down on his cock, engulfing it completely with her mouth until she gagged on it. While she deepthroated him, his hands grabbed her head and he bobbed her head up and down. Maren slurped and sucked lovingly over Phillip’s cock until he came down her throat. She enjoyed the warm seed in her mouth, savoring the taste with relish, then she popped away from the twitching cock and gulped down every bit of his load.

“I would call it a successful cure,” Maren said and made a small hook on her list. “Next time, you get yourself vaccinated against a grip, understood?”

Phillip just made a noise, which Maren interpreted as agreement. She wanted to let go of his cock, but he grabbed her on her shoulders. “No,” he mumbled, like a child that didn’t want to wake up. “No…you blew me so good…I need to fuck you…you were so good.”

“Thank you,” Maren said smiling. “But you have a wife, my friend. And…oh? Speak of the devil…”

The door to the bedroom just crashed open and Mary rushed in. At least, she was trying to move as fast as possible, while simultaneously ripping down her dress. It was obvious that she struggled with the fact to get naked and ran to her husband at the same time since the Contagion took over her mind.

“Honey!” she exclaimed. “You are awake! And you are already hard for me! God yes!”

She stumbled on the bed, finally getting rid of her dress, tossing the fabric carelessly to the side. Without any hesitation, she climbed on top of Phillip who greeted his wife with open arms and a deep kiss. Maren watched with a mix of satisfaction and desire how the couple made out for a few second before Mary started to ride Phillip with merciless lust and fervor.

Maren smiled and stood up. A part of her wanted to join the couple for a hot threesome, but the other part of her triumphed over her horniness. She straightened her outfit and her hairstyle again and walked out of the house. She also left the front door wide open. If anyone would hear the noises and may check the house, Mary and Phillip would do the rest. Satisfied with her first home-visit, she walked down to her car. A young man with a dog, probably gone for a walk, passed her and accidentally ran into her.

“Sorry,” he muttered, his eyes widening as he looked into Maren’s beautiful blue eyes.

“No problem,” Maren smiled politely. “Nothing happened.”

She opened the door and slipped inside. The man watched her with a face like she was a ghost. Of course Maren knew that Iris’ presence inside her probably already influenced him. Playing the innocent, she just smiled at the man, whose dog already pulled on his leash.

“You still want something?” Maren asked him.

“I…”

“You want to fuck me,” Maren said matter-of-factly.

The man blushed immediately and turned around. “No!” he said obviously embarrassed. “Nonono. I…just leave…”

Maren grinned and started the motor of her car. She didn’t want to chase the man, she wanted to work off all the appointments she had today and had no time to chase after one single man. God bless, she still was a woman with sex-magic. She sent one shadow out of her pussy as she started to drive in the opposite direction. She felt how the shadow passed the man and knew he would be dying for something to fuck the second the shadow hit him. But Maren closed the connection to the shadow and let it disappear. The unknown man would find someone on his own and would spread the Contagion even further, that was guaranteed.

The rest of the day Maren spent completely with visiting the appointments of Doctor Thomas. Her patients had all kinds of problems: broken arms and legs, fever, a few very bad colds and one pretty bad wound at the knee. But none of any of these problematic states of health could stop Maren’s curing method: the Contagion cleansed every single one of the illnesses.

Maren also found out that getting cured by the virus seemed to have an extra effect on the increased sexual energy the virus provided the human body. She even experienced the wonder of rejuvenation as she met an old couple in their eighties and turned both of them back into mid-twenties. Maren stayed at the home of this specific couple more than two hours, because they had sixty years of experience in bed to share with her and they were wonderful lovers.

Some of her male patients got wild like a dog in heat, fucking Maren on their beds like jackhammers for twenty minutes straight. But maybe it was also Maren’s (or Iris') will that they reacted this way. In the end it didn't matter for her, she wanted to fuck them and they wanted to fuck her, more wasn’t necessary for rough sex. A few of Maren’s appointments also developed into a group-sex and gangbang-party from time to time. Usually this were the houses where many people lived together and Iris' influence spread all over the building without Maren really noticing. Not that she would complain, her whole goal was to infect as many people as possible and the more she fucked the better. Nonetheless, she managed to get to every single appointment at this single day.

She fucked women and men after curing them, she sucked dicks and ate pussies the whole day, she travelled from street to street, she seduced, she played her charade as a doctor until she undressed herself and fucked with the same lust and desire as every Infected. Only with the difference that none of her patients ever gone completely out of their minds. Surely, most of them could only groan and moan as Maren fucked the living shit out of them, but after she said that she must leave a few of them even thanked her kindly and praised her skills as a doctor. Maren fucked until the night darkened the sky and at 11pm she met her last client: A very young man who'd never had sex before. At least he told her so, as she had infected him. Maybe because of that he was very affectionate and Maren had problems getting away punctual to meet with Jess at midnight.

And even if the young boy had grabbed her so tightly that she couldn’t move at all as he pounded her pussy from behind, even if he babbled about his love to her and that she should never leave…

Maren wanted back to Jess and Iris was stronger than any man, who would ever touch her. With a single flick of her fingers, she made the man crash on the wall of his room, his cock leaving a trace of cum in the room.

“But…”

“You’ll find enough women who adore you, boy,” Maren said simply as she walked through the room towards the open window.

“But you are my love!” the boy exclaimed desperately. “You are the most wonderful woman I’ve ever met! You are…” he rang for words as Maren stood at the window and smiled lightly at him.

“An angel!” the boy exclaimed and the desire was glistening in his eyes. “You are an angel.”

Maren chuckled. Than she let her wings grew out of her back again, what shut the young man up immediately. “I am,” Maren agreed to him. “I am an angel. But I have duties. I was just the herald of the gift that now runs through your veins. Use it wisely and every woman you touch will worship you. Use it unwisely and you’ll see what awaits those who fool with the Contagion’s power. Goodbye.”

And without any looks back, she jumped out of the window and flew over the dark city. While she flew towards the destination Iris gave her in her subconsciousness, Maren felt the amount of sex that happened over every building she flew. The whole town was infected, that was for sure.

‘You did great, Maren,’ Iris complimented her while Maren rushed through the darkness. ‘We got hundreds of people infected. And we believe your doctor friend took your advice seriously: The hospital is infected too and every patient, nurse and doctor is praising him as the man who saved their lives and changed them forever.’

“Good to know that he kept his good will,” Maren muttered satisfied. “Maybe I shall visit him someday…when it was actually me who gifted him with the Contagion.”

‘I think so,’ Iris mused. ‘This would be in his will too. Doctor’s orders, if you would call it that way.’

Maren chuckled. “Yeah. Doctor’s orders.”

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“So that was my day,” Maren concluded.

“Pretty busy, indeed,” Jess said. “I didn’t know you were this into playing doctor, Maren.”

“Must be a childhood trauma,” Mira smirked.

“Or just a sign of her good will,” Michael said approvingly. “Nice work Maren.”

“Thank you,” Maren said flattered. “After all, I think I’ve done quite well for the first time as a doctor.”