Tom picks up the girls and seeks out Dr Turner for answers...

Tom pulled the car into a park across the street from college, same as his mother always had in the past. He was rewarded with the sight of his sisters standing outside the front gate waiting for him. Climbing out of the driver’s seat, he jogged across the road to them, briefly eyeing them for any early symptoms of infection.

They looked normal enough, if a bit uncomfortable standing alone on a street that should have been teeming with students and parents leaving for the day. Where was everybody?

“Hey!” He called as he approached them. They spun in shock at the sound of his voice then relaxed when they spotted him. “Jessica, Britney… how did you go today? Did anything weird happen?”

“Plenty of weird stuff happened.” Jessica replied firmly, her face locked in an expression of grim determination. “...But it was fine and we’re coming back tomorrow.”

Tom groaned at her stubborn nature and looked at Britney for support.

“Yeah, school’s gotten kinda strange. A bunch of the senior girls have really changed. They’re all very pretty and have huge boobs now.” His youngest sister reported. “Oh and they talk about sex a lot… like it’s all they can think about.”

That didn’t sound good.

“It's fine...” Jessica reiterated. “We’re still coming back tomorrow.”

“The gymnastics tournament is still happening on Saturday!” Britney cried out defensively “I’ve gotta be here to train, Ms Summer says so.”

Ms Summers was the school's athletics program coordinator and Britney’s gym coach. If that athletic, auburn thirty-something teacher was still at the school, she was almost certainly amongst the infected. Tom shook his head in despair.

“We’ll see.” He said as calmly as he could manage. “Now lock yourselves in the car and wait for me. I need to find Dr Turner and get a few questions answered.”

Jessica looked like she might argue with him until he stared her defiance down with his own wild-eyed look of desperation. She took the keys from him and muttered; “We’re coming back tomorrow.”

Tom's movements through the school grounds could only be described as stealthy.

At the merest hint of a female voice or the tell-tale click of high heels Tom would duck for any cover to conceal himself. He didn’t want to attract the attention of these cum-starved young XXX-infected women and he needed to talk to Dr Turner alone.

Two adult males in one location might prove to be grounds for a riot if they were spotted together.

His shirt was stuck to his back with nervous sweat by the time Tom finally reached the chemistry lab. Peeking carefully through a fogged up window his eyes widened in horror. A group of at least nine girls lay in various degrees of freshly fucked nudity about the classroom, each one out cold except for the occasional muscle twitch or dreamy murmur through lushly parted lips.

Tom’s heart felt like it was going to seize in his chest but he had to know for sure…

“Dr Turner?” He called in a horse stage whisper.

“Who’s there?” A familiar voice answered and to Tom’s eternal relief Dr Turner appeared in the doorway of the supply room hastily tucking his button-up into his pants.

Tom took in the sight of the chemistry professor. The older man’s graying hair was disheveled and his clothing wrinkled but his eyes were bright and alive, his wrinkled face glowed with a health Tom hadn’t seen in him earlier that day.

“What the hell happened here?!” he asked anxiously, his breath further fogging the glazing as the teacher picked his way over the strewn about sex-bombs to unlock the window.

“I made a vaccine!” Dr Turner replied excitedly once they were finally face to face, “...and thank heavens above, I think it actually worked!”

“You did this?!” Tom questioned in disbelief gesturing to the lurid display of barely legal flesh littering the floor, benches and desks of the chemistry lab.

“Yes! I performed vigorous intercourse with all these young sluts. Several times throughout the day, in fact and yet I still remain a man.” Dr Turner with a look of exhilaration, “The sexual frenzy only lasted a few hours… now it’s run its course and I’m still male!”

“The sexual frenzy?”

Dr Turner grinned triumphantly and began to explain.

“When it first took hold here at the school, I noticed that the males whom had partook in… relations with infected subjects would enter into some manner of manic sexual frenzy.” The college professor elucidated, “They would go at it for days at a time before the poor rutting male eventually passed out and began the biological transformation into a new female form.”

Tom stared at him aghast as he continued…

“Now my own frenzy appears to have only lasted the length of the school day and now it’s broken–like a fever–and I have retained myself in both body and mind.”

Dr Turner spread his hands as though presenting himself as the successful result.

“So you didn’t pass out?” Tom inquired.

He was more than dubious of the professor's lofty claims but would be lying if he didn’t admit he was also excited.

“Well…” Dr Turner looked skyward as though trying to recall something. “I passed out briefly at the end there but when I awoke the girls were all out cold and I was still male. So I am the living proof of my own success.”

Tom looked at him skeptically.

“I might hold off on that claim for a few days, just to be sure.” He replied warily. “Are those girls alright?”

“You are right of course, my boy. I shall monitor my own vitals and maybe make a blood slide for examination.” Dr Turner said and nudged one of the blissed out women with the toe of his shoe.

There was little response beyond a husky groan of pleasure.

“They seem to be in a deeper daze then usual, but I should think they’re fine…” he said uncertainly.

Tom looked unconvinced and then remembered his sisters waiting in the car.

“Look, I’ve gotta go but I’ll check back in with you in a few days, okay Doc?” he said hurriedly.

“Certainly,” said the teacher, staring thoughtfully at the girls scattered about the lab, “I’ll get to work on recording my findings and making more vaccines.”

Tom scampered out of the campus as quietly as possible and made his way back to the car, desperately yearning to be safe at home again.