Mutation

[Wednesday] [1:57 AM]

The climb to the second floor window was treacherous, but necessary. Using her tentacles to anchor herself to the sides of the building, she slowly ascends, her senses hyperfocused on the task at hand.

[Wednesday] [1:59 AM]

Olivia's heart raced as she heard the sound of something heavy being dragged across the roof above her. She reached out for the baseball bat she kept beside her bed, gripping it tightly as she strained her ears to listen.

She had learned to rely on her other senses since losing her sight, but in situations like this, she felt **** and defenseless.

Suddenly, the window to her room shattered, and she felt something cold and wet wrap around her ankle. She swung the bat reflexively, but it was knocked aside easily.

The tentacles were everywhere, slithering up her legs and under her clothes. She could feel them probing her pussy, ass, and mouth, and she recoiled in disgust.

"Dad! Help!" she screamed, but her voice was muffled by the tentacle that had entered her mouth.

She could hear her father and brothers rushing towards her room, their footsteps heavy on the stairs. But the infected woman was too quick, easily subduing her brother and father with her tentacles.

[Wednesday] [1:59 AM]

Chris's heart raced as he heard the sound of glass shattering on the second floor. Without hesitation, he grabbed his pistol from the nightstand and sprinted towards Olivia's room, with his eldest son Karl following closely behind.

As they approached the door, Chris could hear the guttural moans of the infected. He kicked the door open, and his heart sank as he saw the infected woman standing over Olivia. Her lower half was twisted and contorted, with a tentacle-like appendage protruding from her vagina.

Chris raised his gun, but before he could fire, the infected woman turned towards him. She lunged forward, wrapping her tentacle around John's waist and pulling him closer.

"Dad! Watch out!" Karl shouted, but it was too late. The infected woman had already pulled Chris in, and her tentacle was now probing his ass.

Chris struggled against her grip, but it was no use. The infected woman was too strong. He could feel her tentacle snaking its way into his rectum, filling him with a mix of pleasure and pain.

Karl, meanwhile, had engaged with the infected woman as well. She had wrapped her tentacle around his waist, and he could feel it snaking its way into his ass.

Chris watched in horror as the infected woman turned her attention to Olivia. Her tentacle slithered its way up Olivia's leg, under her shorts, and into her pussy.

"Dad!" Olivia screamed, her voice muffled by the tentacle in her mouth. Chris's heart was pounding in his chest as he watched the infected woman violate his daughter. He could hear her muffled screams, could imagine the tentacle invading her most intimate spaces.

He renewed his struggles, fighting against the iron grip of the infected woman's tentacle. He could feel it inside of him, wriggling and shifting, bringing him a perverse pleasure that he hated himself for enjoying.

Karl was similarly trapped, his own screams muffled by the tentacle lodged in his mouth. Chris could see the fear and desperation in his eyes, mirrored in his own reflection in the window.

The infected woman paid them no mind, focused solely on Olivia. She had stripped the teenager of her pants and underwear, leaving her completely exposed to the invader.

Chris could see the tentacle snaking in and out of Olivia's pussy, could hear the wet, sucking sounds it made as it violated her. He could see her thrashing and struggling, trying to escape the ****.

But the infected woman was too strong, her grip too tight. She held Olivia in place, forcing her to submit to the violation of her body.

Then, the infected woman's tentacles penetrated Olivia's pussy deeper, making Olivia's stomach bulge. Chris's heart sank as he realized what was happening - the infected woman was impregnating his daughter with its spawn.

Suddenly, the infected woman lifted Olivia up in front of her. She removed the tentacle that had been fucking Olivia's mouth, replacing it with a long, worm-like tentacle that slithered out of her tongue.

Chris watched in horror as the tentacle snaked its way into Olivia's mouth, disappearing down her throat. Olivia's body convulsed, her limbs flailing as the tentacle violated her insides.

And then, the infected woman came inside Olivia, Chris, and Karl. Chris felt the warm liquid fill him up, and he couldn't suppress the shudder of pleasure that ran through him.

He could hear her muffled cries, could feel her trembling in the infected woman's grip. He wanted to help her, to save her, but he was trapped. Powerless.

The infected woman released Olivia, letting her fall to the ground like a rag doll. Chris could hear her shallow, panicked breaths, could see the way her chest rose and fell with each terrified sob.

He wanted to go to her, to gather her in his arms and tell her that everything would be okay. But he couldn't move. Couldn't speak. He was frozen in place, pinned down by the infected woman's tentacle.

And then, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over. The infected woman slid off of him, leaving him feeling empty and violated. Used.

He rolled onto his side, fighting the urge to vomit. He could feel the infection spreading through his body, could feel himself changing. Becoming something else. Something less human.

-OoOoO-

[Wednesday] [6:46 AM]

In the morning, Jake sat in the back of the military truck alongside his fellow soldiers, engaged in hushed conversation. As they approached a nearby town, their commander issued the order to clear out the infected inhabitants.

"Listen up, boys," the commander shouted over the din of the engine. "Our mission today is simple: kill every last infected in sight. No mercy, no exceptions."

Jake clutched his M16 rifle tightly, his palms damp with sweat. He couldn't shake the nagging feeling in his gut that something wasn't quite right.

As they marched into the town, they were met with resistance from the infected. Jake took aim and fired, hitting his target square in the chest. The infected dropped to the ground, lifeless.

"Clear!" one soldier shouted, signaling that the area was safe.

Jake and his fellow soldiers patrolled the abandoned town, kicking down doors and clearing rooms. The once peaceful community was now a breeding ground for the infected, whose numbers seemed to multiply by the hour.

As they moved deeper into the residential area, Jake and his unit arrived in the town, they were greeted by the usual sight of infected shambling towards them. Jake took aim and shot down the first one to approach, the bullet entering its forehead with ease.

"Easy pickings," commented Jones, a seasoned veteran and one of Jake's closest friends in the unit.

Jake nodded in agreement, but he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in his gut since they set out this morning. He looked around warily as they continued to advance, keeping his finger hovering over the trigger of his M16.

It wasn't long before they encountered a mutated infected. It was massive, easily twice the size of any infected they had faced before. And it had a huge penis that spurted out a stream of sticky white cum.

Jones whistled low in appreciation. "Now that's a nasty son of a bitch."

The rest of the unit took aim, but before they could fire, the mutated infected ejaculated again. This time, the stream hit Jones and several other soldiers in the face.

Jake stared in horror as the soldiers' clothes began to dissolve, revealing their bare skin underneath. They scrambled to cover themselves, but it was too late.

"What's happening?! What did it do to us?!" one soldier cried out, panic in his voice.

Jake didn't have an answer. He could only stare in shock as the mutated infected disappeared around the corner, leaving a trail of destruction in its wake.

Jake's heart pounded in his chest as he watched the scene unfold before him. His fellow soldiers were transforming into something monstrous, their skin turning grayish and their eyes becoming glassy.

Jones was the first to speak, his voice trembling with fear. "What's happening to us, Jake? Why are we changing?"

Jake shook his head, unable to process the events that had transpired. "I don't know, Jones. I don't know."

The soldiers who had managed to avoid the mutated infected's cum acted quickly, shooting down their infected comrades before they could fully turn. Jake watched in horror as the once familiar faces of his fellow soldiers morphed into something unrecognizable.

Once the threat had been neutralized, Jake keyed his radio. "Command, this is Alpha Squad. We've encountered a mutated infected in the town. Several of our units were affected by its...cum. Requesting backup immediately."

Static crackled through the speaker before a voice responded, "Copy that, Alpha Squad. Backup is on its way. Stay put and maintain situational awareness."

Jake nodded, even though the person on the other end couldn't see him. He turned to address his remaining soldiers. "Let's move out. We need to find that mutated infected and eliminate it before it causes any more damage."