Susan one year after infection

Susan woke up in her bed, horny as usual, and turned off the radio she'd forgotten to turn on last night.

Susan: The same ad over and over again, when will they remove it?

Susan stood up in her underwear and bra, both extremely tight on her well-endowed hourglass body.

Susan was infected, everyone was by now; it had been a year since the outbreak began, society had somehow moved on... a very sexy way.

Susan: I wonder if Mom's already cooking... maybe I could eat her.

Susan licked her lips and then looked at herself in the mirror.

She was a young, insecure woman before the virus; now she was beautiful, with ample curves, a thin belly, long blonde hair that fell below her shoulders, a pale complexion, and deep, hungry green eyes.

Susan: Hi, beautiful. Do you want to find a nice cock?

Susan burst out laughing, then sighed. Cocks had long since disappeared, at least on this continent. The rest of the world had made sure to quarantine them and limit commercial contact. Even though it was said that some rich lady managed to import fresh Meat from abroad, that was a privilege, certainly not one she could afford.

Susan moved to leave the bedroom and meet her family for breakfast. There were five of them. She originally had an older brother who was about to move into a new house with his girlfriend, but why keep a beautiful, loving family away? Especially when they were all so good at giving head? Not that her brother, now sister, remembered ever having had a cock, even though Carla (Carl) and his girlfriend, Daisy, loved to joke about it. Of course, her parents and their mothers were also at home, and even her dad had now become a fantastic, sexy woman.

In the kitchen, Mama Jo was indeed stirring up omelettes, barely dressed herself. The infection hadn't just transformed her into a woman, it had rejuvenated her and cured her of the old ailments of a life as a bricklayer. She was dark-haired with short hair and green eyes. Her body, though childlike, also showed off defined abs and muscles, not as big as those of a bodybuilder, but in the shape of someone who does hard physical work, which didn't diminish her beauty or charm. Now full of the life of her newfound youth, she enjoyed working hard to pamper her family almost as much as sucking their tits.

Jo: Hey, honey, breakfast's almost ready, sit down at the table.

Susan: What if I want you on my plate, Mama?

Jo smiled at her.

Jo: Like every morning? Wait, I'll get the omelettes out of the pan.

Meanwhile, another figure had entered the kitchen and embraced Jo, her other mother, July, from behind.

Juli was also sexy, also rejuvenated. Her chest and ass had swollen enormously due to the infection, perhaps because she was slightly overweight and somehow the infection had shifted the fat to the best places. She looked a lot like her daughter Susan, but her blond hair was tied with a ribbon and her eyes were hazel. She was dressed in a green top with the logo of a famous clothing brand that left her midriff exposed, and she was also in her underwear.

July: Honey, you know I don't like waking up and not finding you by my side.

Jo turned and they shared a passionate French kiss. Susan felt a little turned on and started masturbating.

After breaking the kiss, Jo replied.

Jo: But someone has to cook, right? As nice as sex would be, it doesn't feed us.

Juli: Don't say that, I hate spending my time in the fields.

They all hated it, well, except for the times when we'd sneak into the warehouses to roll in the hay with our coworkers... which was actually half the workday. However, due to the quarantine, food exports had plummeted, and many families had to adapt and start producing their own food in the garden or working on the many farms that had opened throughout the year. In fact, she and her mother had had to become farmers out of necessity, while her father, Jo... no, her other mother, Jo, and Carla worked on construction sites as bricklayers, like they were in one of those pin-up ads about working women in World War II, but she imagined they too alternated work with sex with their colleagues. After all, it was impossible to resist the cravings brought on by the virus.

Jo: Susan, go get Carla and Daisy, please, and if you can, please don't fall into their bed and come back in half an hour. The food is good, hot.

Susan: Mom! You know I didn't fall by mistake! Don't make me look like a shy girl!

As Susan got up to go and call... no, join in the fun between her sister and her girlfriend, she could see out of the corner of her eye July slipping her hands into Jo's panties without any shyness about it, which made her smile lasciviously.