Spreading far and wide

Taylor practically broke down his door as he made his way into the farm house. He had finally been release from duty from the National Guard. His Military Police Battalion had been activated to help with Air Port Screenings to find cases of Feline Flu as the media had dubbed it. The Governor had declared a state of emergency and called out the National Guard more to look like a leader ahead of the upcoming elections than to actually do anything about it, and as soon as the State House got a bill for the emergency, that ended real fast.

“Honey! I am home!” Taylor shouted, “Nancy! Daddy is here!”

The last he had spoken with his family, Sarah was feeling sick after one of her co-workers had a summer cold and their daughter Nancy caught it from Sarah. Taylor tried to tell them to go to the hospital, but Nancy had said that his National Guard health insurance providers were all full and if it wasn’t an emergency they were out of luck for the time being.

“Honey?” Taylor called as he started running up the stairs.

The sable colored mass came flying at him, knocking him over and the pair tumbled down the stairs. Taylor black-outed for a second. The wet lips on his woke him up. Sarah was on top of him, kissing him.

“Mhhh,” Sarah purred, “I missed you so much!”

“I noticed,” Taylor said looking his wife in the eyes, “Where is Nancy?”

“Nancy is next store trying to convince Jack to pop the question to her,” Sarah purred.

“Pop the question?” Taylor said, “I thought we managed to talk her into going to college so she could go straight into OCS when she joined the Air ****?”

“She changed her mind,” Sarah said, “Now she wants to find a husband and be a good loving house cat!”

“HOUSE CAT?” Taylor shouted.

He grabbed his wife by the shoulders and pushed her back so he could take a look at her beyond her face. She had looked younger than her driver’s licenses denoted age of 35 before but now she seemed even prettier. The stray grey hairs were gone from her black mane. But the most noticeable feature was the two cat ears on the sides of her head. She looked at him with lust.

“She is eighteen Taylor,” Sarah said, “She is older than we were when we decided to have kittens… Speaking of which…Junior is at Mel’s house. How about we make another kitten ourselves?”

The catgirl didn’t give her husband a chance to refuse.

*

The lead official at the CDC lead the team from the Department of Defense to the anti-room outside the quarantine area.

“Doctor Clarrissa Scythe is our best virologists,” the CDC official said, “She is the one that recognized how rapid an infection rate the virus had and developed all the models we have been using until this point. As soon as she was infected she proceeded to lock herself in isolation and continued working on the pathogen.”

The officers looked at the redhaired catgirl in a set of scrubs playing with her tail while she sat on a stool in front of a computer.

“Admittedly, her productivity did drop for a while there,” the CDC official said.

“Is Major Nasir back?” Clarissa asked, “He is so dreamy… Tall dark and handsome…”

“What can you tell us about the pathogen doctor?” an Admiral asked curtly.

“It is a virus, I have graphics on the briefing slides. It has a high R-Zero, best guess right now is in the hundreds… a short incubation period and a nasty period of flu like symptoms,” Clarissa kept playing with her tail, “After that it clears up for the most part. Like polio once you get it, you can’t get the flu symptoms again.”

“So how long before until your ‘condition’ clears up?” A civilian asked.

“Oh no,” Clarissa said, “like polio, it’s effects are permanent. The virus injects DNA alterations into the areas of the ears, base of the spine, and other places as well. The result is girls get these super cute ears and this adorable tail! So adorable you could just eat it up! Nom, nom, nom.”

The red head pulled her tail up to her mouth and pretended to bit it. She even held the tail in her mouth with a silly grin.

“And it looks like it turns her into a bimbo,” a female army officer said.

“It didn’t make me into a bimbo,” Clarissa said, “It just disabled my bitch gene.”

Clarissa tapped a few keys on the key board while swaying her tail back and forth. Then she turned back to the audience and returned to playing with her tail.

“The Email has the complete briefing powerpoint. If you have any questions, just hit reply,” Clarissa said playfully, “So unless you have any cute guys you want to introduce me too, I think this part of the briefing is over.”

“Let’s go,” the CDC official said.

Once the CDC official knew they were clear of the doctor, she turned back to the gathered group.

“It should be noted that Doctor Scyth previously identified as a homosexual,” the official said, “She was considered to be the butch partner by her wife.”

“How do you know this?” the Admiral asked.

“Because her wife is in the next isolation container,” the CDC official said.

She pointed at next glass wall with a Hispanic catgirl fucking an Arab man.

“My question is how confident are you that it is contained?” the female army officer asked.

“It isn’t,” another CDC doctor came over holding a tablet, “Emails have been coming in from across the country.”