Some got hit harder, some got the easy way, all of them are fucking now

“Haley?” Josh shouted from downstairs. “Where are you? Come on, I want to move, before we got into some traffic jam.”

He drummed with his fingers quite annoyed at the stair railing and looked to the rooms above, awaiting his fiancé Haley to come downstairs and get into the car. They wanted to drive to Josh’s parents and Haley just wanted to change her outfit for the little trip. But Josh had waited over half an hour now and even Haley, who had a far bigger assortment in her wardrobe than him, didn’t need half an hour to change her dress.

“Haaa-leeeey!” Josh shouted upstairs, like an annoyed father, calling for his child.

No answer.

Josh frowned, waited another few seconds, then he sighed and went slowly up the stairs. He made extra loud and heavy steps, to announce himself, a sarcastic comment about punctuality already on his lips.

“Haley?” he asked as he went to the half opened door of their common bedroom. “Honey? It’s noon already, didn’t you say you wanted to be in ti…”

But his words died as he opened the door and saw his fiancé. His jaw dropped and his eyes widened.

He was used to see Haley naked. He loved to see her naked of course, they lived in a relationship for a few years now. But to see her now, pressing her bare chest on the glass-door of the balcony, moaning in pleasure as she shoved three fingers into her drooling pussy…this made Josh feel very uncomfortable.

Haley literally masturbated naked in her room, squeezing her tits against the glass and stared outside. She was moaning and whimpering softly, the fingers of her left hand plunging wildly into her pussy. With her other hand she ran through her dirty blonde hair, seemingly unable to look somewhere different than outside into the garden.

“Ha…Haley?” Josh asked with a rustled voice, completely bewildered by this look. “Honey, what…”

He was so confused about Haley’s sudden horniness that he didn’t even notice the strange scent that was filling the room. But Josh’s cock in his pants did notice something and it wasn’t just the arousal of a naked woman in front of him. A urge to get undressed and fuck Haley right now from behind slowly manifested in his mind, even if Josh didn’t really think he would really do it.

While Josh stood petrified in the door frame, Haley didn’t even seem to notice him. She just fingered her clit and moaned, staring outside, her breath fogged the glass-door.

“Oh fuck,” Haley groaned as her whole body began to shook. “Oh fuck yes…yes…I’m…oh…oh, fuck…nnnggh…Ha…haaaa…fffffuuuck!” She let out an adorable squeal as she came, which made Josh's cock rock hard in an instant. The thoughts of him slamming into her wet pussy were slowly taking control of his mind. Josh pictured himself, shoving his cock into Haley’s wet and needy pussy, how good she would feel around his length…she just came and had to be even wetter than usual.

“Haley…” Josh said and was surprised that his voice was so deep and calm all of a sudden. “Why are you fucking yourself instead of me?”

‘That wasn’t the question you wanted to ask,’ Josh thought surprised to himself. He wanted to ask her why she was masturbating, why she hadn't changed clothes and…

Oh, his cock would feel so good, once he shot his load into her. He could feel it throbbing in his pants and getting bigger and bigger with every second.

The last bits of rationality simply flooded out of his brain. Why does it matter why Haley masturbated at all? It was sad enough she didn’t get pleasured by him instead for nearly half an hour now. How much did she cum without him? This was a very serious question, yes, why did Haley cum without him and not go down to the car, fucking him in the seats or…

“Oh fuuuuck,” Haley muttered and looked over her shoulders, giving Josh an almost bashful, but very sexy, smile. “Sorry, hon. I just couldn’t get away from this sight.”

“An even better sight than I got now?” Josh asked and grinned, unbuttoning his shirt. He didn’t even question the fact that he wanted to fuck Haley now, it was just totally logical. She was naked, definitely horny and Josh was still clothed, but just as horny as her. She turned around and by the look of her bare chest, Josh’s cock seem to burst out of his pants.

“Oh, fuck, you can’t imagine,” Haley said and her eyes wandered over Josh's abs as he threw the shirt carelessly away. The fact that he had grown even more muscles as he ever had was not questioned, just like Josh didn’t question her bigger tits.

“No, but I bet you came often by the look of Jess, getting fucked, right?” Josh asked smiling knowingly as he came closer to Haley, who started to walk to him too.

With the last little drop of good sense in him, he asked why he knew what happened to Haley, but he instantly didn’t question it.

Haley had spotted Jess, the demon-girl, from inside as she changed her dress and the sight alone of her two neighbours, Beth and George, turning into sex-machines infected her too. The aphrodisiac effect of Iris' presence alone did make her horny in a few seconds and she had started to rub her pussy against the fabric of her panties. She then had removed them completely and got rid of her bra, masturbating fiercely on the glass-door, watching Jess getting fucked over and over in the garden. And she came marvelously, dreaming of a cock in her pussy, to give her even more pleasure. She had been unable to move away from the sight of Jess and almost forgot in her blissful haze that there was a man with a cock only a few steps away from her. A man she loved, a cock she enjoyed, she just couldn’t get enough of touching herself while watching the demon-girl getting fucked…

But now Josh was here and by the look of him, undressing himself in front of her, she almost came again. As his boxers fell to the ground, she gasped and moaned equally. Josh has gotten even larger than she ever saw him and his cock throbbed in excitement as they both walked towards each other.

“Please fuck me,” Haley whispered. “Please fuck your pussy.”

“Don’t worry honey,” Josh said in his sultriest voice, which made Haley almost came from alone. “I know what my little minx wants.”

“Meow,” Haley purred and climbed on all fours on the bed, wiggling her ass playfully. “I want my milk, mister. Better give it to me fast.”

“Oh, you can bank on that,” Josh growled and with sudden speed he was on the bed too, grabbing Haley’s ass and pushing his cock forward.

The sensation of his sudden intrusion was so welcomed by Haley that she came almost in an instant again. She laughed and as Josh rammed his length into her and grabbing her blonde hair.

“My pussy!” he growled into her ear, which made Haley even happier, the pain of getting her hair pulled fading away under the immense pleasure she felt. “Mine!”

Josh pushed her down on the bed and thrusted even harder now, making Haley moan and laugh equally as he fucked her like a jackhammer.

Their first orgasm happened simultaneously and it didn’t exhaust them at all. They only got wilder, trying every sort of position, never slowing down, never stopping their almost frenzied love-making. All they cared about was their pleasure and hard, rough, very loud and bed-breaking sex

---

‘Nice one there,’ Jess thought satisfied. ‘I didn’t know I could be so motivating to watch. So I guess they aren’t the only ones who saw me?’

‘No,’ Iris voice echoed in her head. ‘And we got them all. But a human has five general senses and we affect them all, you know?’

‘Taste, sight, touch, smell,’ Jess counted thoughtfully. ‘I’m missing…wait don’t tell me, Iris. It is just quite different to think when your head is used as a cock-sucking-machine,’ she mused.

George was still standing above her, his face a lustful grimace and with both hands he bobbed Jess head up and down his leaking shaft, making her cough and moan, by the delicate taste of his semen.

‘It’s…hearing’ Jess concluded, while gagging on George’s cock. ‘Oh, damn yes, he must be louder than a withdrawing airplane.’ She looked up to George, who didn’t replied her look, he was way too busy, groaning out his next orgasm.

‘He is,’ Iris agreed. ‘If you are getting bored with…’

‘No, no, it’s nice with him,’ Jess shrugged, still **** to deepthroat the sexual maniac she created. ‘But tell me, who got infected with just hearing me?’

---

Eliza was staring at the blank wall without knowing what she saw.

She couldn’t…

She shouldn’t…

But she had to. The screams and moans from outside were drowning any other noise and seem to swell in her head even more.

Endless lust…endless fucking…eternity in pleasure, only this sensation of a cock spreading her young pussy-lips…

“Oh fuck, what’s happening?” the young blonde muttered and kneeled on the couch, clenching her hands over her ears. “You can’t...Eliza, you can’t now, he is here…Mister Derrick is here, I can’t…”

Indeed, this house wasn’t Eliza’s home. She was a student and to get her money she worked on the weekend as cleaner in some houses. It was embarrassing enough to get caught masturbating, it was even worse if she got caught in one of the houses she was supposed to clean.

But these moans…these terrible, sexy, so wrong, but so incredibly erotic moans from outside. Eliza still heard them and her hand slowly wandered over her breasts. She gasped as she felt how hard her nipples were and how good they felt to the fabric of her white shirt…

“Shit,” she suddenly exclaimed as she felt that her whole panties were soaked in her own juices. “Shit…shit. He’ll see. They’ll all see, fuck. Fuckfuckfuck…fuck…yeah…oh gooooood, I want to fuck now…no…nononono…all will see my arousal through the pants. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck…”

Eliza babbled to herself, while fingering over the fabric of her jeans, feeling how much wetter her crotch already was. “Oh shit”, she whined. “Nonononono, everyone will see my…my fucking wet pussy…shit, I want…I want…I want to get fucked now. Oh my god, what I am saying, I can’t…I can’t…I can’t… I…I can’t…can’t hold myself any longer…FUCK!”

Eliza didn’t realize she had stripped herself from her jeans and was lying on the couch, her ass up in the air, but she didn't care anymore. The desire to touch her quivering pussy was just too irresistible. Without any hesitation anymore, she pulled her panties down and starts to rub her clit, she moaned into the pillows as lust washed her brain free of all worries and carefulness.

The first orgasm made her squirm and moan even more. It was so suddenly there and so suddenly gone too, but it achieved its purpose: pleasure beyond belief. Eliza moved her hips a little, moaning and grunting in pleasure as she writhed on the couch, her orgasms trembling through her body. She never felt this horny in all her life and yet she knew that she couldn’t be satisfied completely if she didn’t get fucked by a cock, or a tongue, or more fingers inside her gushing pussy…

Then Eliza felt two hands grabbing her at the shoulders and she gasped in shock and surprise, as she looked up through hazy eyes. A man looked down to her, a black, tall and muscular man, just as naked as she was. Eliza’s eyes shot down into his crotch and the look of a big swollen cock, still growing in size made her orgasm immediately again.

‘Mister Derrick must have heard me masturbating,’ Eliza thought but she didn’t felt ashamed at all. Why should she, he was just as naked as she was and he was fucking hard. Eliza gave the man she worked for a very coyly smile and wiggled her soft butt a bit.

“Please put your cock in me, Mister,” she begged. “I need it. I need your big cock inside me, so baaaad.”

Mister Derrick didn’t answer, he just pulled Eliza up and pulled her white shirt over her head, then he took her shoulders and positioned her in doggy-position on the couch. Eliza’s head rested on the couch and she looked over the shoulder onto Mister Derrick, who glared at her with a petrified face.

“Please, please, please,” she whimpered and humped her hips against his rigid cock. “Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease fuck me. Fuckmekuckmefuckme. Pleaaaaaayiiih!”

The last word of her begs died and turned into a scream of joy as Mister Derrick thrust forward and shoved his cock till the base into Eliza’s wet pussy. Eliza couldn’t imagine, she ever experienced this insane kind of joy in her life before. And she never could think of anything better than this. Her head on the couch, Mister Derrick’s hands on her shoulders and breasts, his cock hammering into her like the stud he was...

Eliza could only moan. Moan and groan and whimpering and shuddering as climax followed climax, orgasm followed the next sensation, only to get topped again by the next rush of sexual need and relief. Mister Derrick's cock rammed into her, rough and fast, giving Eliza one orgasm after the other.

She was getting used on the couch. And she loved it.

---

‘Quite nice,’ Jess commented to Iris.

She couldn’t speak, even if she wanted to. George was still fucking her (obviously), right now he pressed her with his whole weight down on the ground, his hips slamming into her pussy. Jess had started to get really sticky with cum, not only in her pussy. Down on her crotch, she looked like dozen of men used it as a semen-donor, but George gave her tits and face the whole treatment as well and Jess started to think she might exaggerated a bit as she infected George.

‘Do you want to…’ Iris started.

‘No, no,’ Jess answered and chuckled as George thrusted his next load inside her. She felt his sperm gushing out of her wet pussy and running down her legs. ‘I'll give him just a bit more playtime with me. He’ll be no problem, once I am tired of him. Just show me another story of our work.’

‘As you wish.’

---

Ariane just had lied down on her bed, scrolling through her handy, texting friends and reading news about this weird thing, people called ‘The Contagion’. She frowned as she stopped at some news-articles, showing pictures from people getting fucked or fucked others, their bodies either completely shifted into strange creatures, or just like those of pornstar-supermodels.

“What the hell is wrong with humanity?” Ariane sighed and scrolled further down, her hands roaming over her small breasts. “Just a fucking hoax, to get boys in puberty something to laugh at school.”

Ariane laid her smartphone away and stretched herself on the bed, closing her eyes. The scarlet-red haired twenty-one year old girl hummed a melody, her thoughts drifting away from the actual world into the realms of imagination. A wonderful smell tickled her nose and she inhaled it, wondering what it was.

‘What if this Contagion isn’t a hoax?’

Ariane frowned with her eyes closed and was almost amused of herself. Why had she suddenly conceived such a stupendous thought? The actual idea of a miraculous virus, turning everyone into the most sexy version of herself…laughable. Impossible. Just…completely bullshit.

The smell in Ariane’s nose still was there and filled her mind. A strange, but very welcoming feeling tickled her stomach softly.

‘But what if it was true?’ Ariane thought, her mind again on this Contagion. ‘What…if…what if I…become…’

She looked down on her flat chest, frowning and inhaling this wonderful scent that filled her lungs.

‘What if I turn into some supermodel myself?’

Ariane actually was happy with her body…but she indeed wanted to be a bit more voluptuous, a bit more busty…just a little bit more.

Ariane pinched on her white shirt. She didn’t wear a bra, she just had a shower. Her soft nipples poked through the shirt. And…and…

“What?” Ariane muttered bewildered and looked down on her chest.

Her flat chest…Ariane's flat, ordinary, teenage-body, normal chest was getting bigger. Slowly. Very slowly. But it grew. Undeniably.

Ariane propped herself on her arms and stared down on her tits. With open mouth, she watched how her ordinary B-cups just went bigger and bigger and bigger and…

“Oh my god,” Ariane whispered and touched her right tit. They felt fucking amazing. Soft and plump. Big Double-D’s, perfectly shaped with pink nipples that shined through her white shirt. Ariane stared at her new tits and was so amazed by them that she didn’t really notice how her legs and hips got extremely curvy. She now looked years more matured and way sexier than before, Ariane thought to herself.

Just as she was thinking that, Ariane felt an extremely hot feeling in her crotch, and she knew that she was extremely horny.

“Oh fuuuuck!” she moaned and squeezed her big breasts. “Oh fuck, what the hell, how good is this!” She squeezed her soft tits even harder and her eyes rolled back as the sensation made her squirm.

She had to show this new body to someone, anyone. And the only one in this house left was…

“Muuum!” Ariane shouted as she stumbled out of her room. With her new body, it was pretty strange to run, there was just so much soft flesh now. ‘Perfect and sexy, jiggly and soft,’ Ariane thought happily.

“Mum! Mum, look. Look what I became! I don’t know what happened, but…”

Ariane slammed the door to her mother's room and froze immediately. Her mother Kathleen was kneeling on her bed, completely naked. Her hands ran through her auburn hair, her back arched a bit and showed off her soft tits in the sunlight. She had closed her eyes and seem to relish in her nudeness. She looked twenty years younger. Ariane suddenly felt a very strange feeling in her stomach that turned her excitement about her new body into something way more…primal.

“Hey, honey,” Kathleen said, not looking to the door. “Do you change too?” She opened her hazel eyes and looked into the blue ones of her daughter. “Oh, yeah you did.”

“Mum,” Ariane groaned, suddenly feeling very hot. “What is happening?”

“I don’t know how,” Kathleen answered and her eyes feasted on the voluptuous body of her daughter. “But we got infected. We are part of the Contagion. You know? The thing the whole world is talking about now?”

“Yeah,” Ariane muttered, not able to get her eyes away from her mother's perky tits and her shaved pussy. “Yeah…what…what should we…?”

“Honey,” Kathleen chuckled. “I bet you are just as horny as I am. So I know what we both should do now. And I bet you do too.”

And she sat on the bed, spread her legs and presented her pussy to Ariane. The young red-head stared to her mother, who looked like just a few years older than her now, and exactly knew what she wanted.

“We have to wait until Daddy comes back from work,” Kathleen purred and smiled at Ariane. “And I want my sexy, curvy, wonderful daughter all to myself in the meantime.”

“Oh, mommy!” Ariane rushed to the bed and almost stumbled with her mouth into her mother's crotch. “I am…gonna…mmh…oh…so yummy…mmmh…I am gonna…mmmh…lick you and lick you….and lick you…and lick you…”

“Oh my god!” Kathleen moaned and her body shook forward, thrusting her hips against the mouth of Ariane. “Oh yes, sweetie. FUCK!”

She immediately came and as Ariane didn’t stop, she just kept on rocking her hips back and forth, yelling out her orgasm.

Everything about family bonds that prevented such a incestuous display of lesbian love was forgotten and soon Kathleen licked her daughter too into new heights of pleasure. Both women enjoyed each other's new bodies and their lust that drove them wild with desire.

---

‘And the man of the house should return to them too?’ Jess grinned, her face pressed against the wall, George ramming his cock into her ass.

‘Probably, yes. If he makes it without getting infected himself, he’ll find his wife and daughter licking themselves into one orgasm after the other.’

Jess chuckled and moaned immediately as George’s cock made her orgasm again.

‘Still not bored?’ Iris asked.

‘How long have I been getting fucked by him?’ Jess asked in return.

‘Three hours, twenty-two minutes and forty seconds,’ Iris immediately answered.

‘So you counted. How many orgasms?’

‘We can read the clock, Jess. We don’t count the enormous amount of spunk he unloaded on or into you.’

Jess chuckled again and looked over her shoulder to George, who still was completely captured in his blissful frenzy. She grinned. She had a good time, especially with all the different impressions from her victims. But now it was time to bunch things together and get moving again.