Downhill Fast

The young blonde, Karen, stared in triumph at the open door. An odd chemical smell washed over her, and across the rest of the room. Subject A, the naked redhead still seated in the test chamber, sat staring at her and the others as the fight exploded into chaos.

All around some sought to continue the fight, while MPs and scientists suddenly began to struggle toward the door and escape. Dr Swanson cringed into a corner, a look of uncontrollable terror on his face. Across the room the only other female member of Karen's gang, Deirdre, had been pulled into an armlock by one of the MPs. Apart from Karen, almost no-one seemed to be looking at Subject A...

... who then leapt with preternatural speed and agility into the observation room.

Her arrival knocked an MP from his feet, and his head caught a chair-foot at an awkward angle as he fell. Subject A landed on him with astonishing grace and began to frot herself frantically on his groin, his cock hardening within his pants even without conscious control. Meanwhile she scrabbled at the trousers of an astonished eco-terrorist and within moments was forcing his swelling dick into her drooling mouth, his eyes wide with astonishment and blatant lust. All the while she let forth a series of grunts and growls from deep within her throat.

Karen stood stock-still by the red button which had started this madness and watched in astonishment. The chaos around her seemed to recede into the background of her mind. What was this crazy woman doing? Why was she sucking off Graham with such desperation? Was that MPs dick sticking out of his pants? Was she fucking an **** guy? It was so warm in here... As she stripped off her jacket, her long nipples poked from the front of her thin vest. She rubbed her legs together and tried to ignore the heat growing in her cunt. She had to keep her mind on the task, had to...

Meanwhile in the corner, Deirdre had hit upon the idea of using the sudden deeply sexual scene within the room to her advantage. In her position bent forward with her arm held painfully behind her, she began rubbing her ass against the MP's groin, and looking over her shoulder lustfully. "Mmm, baby, why don't you let me go so we can join in?" she said, her voice crackled and husky. It was a ploy, of course, a clever plan to get him to let go of her arm so she could grab his fat cock and... no, wait. So she could escape to warn the world and gain the adulation of her peers who would shower her in their hot cum and fuck her again and again and... What the hell was wrong with her? Why couldn't she... damn that MP's cock was huge behind her! She slid her cunt and ass-crack all over the hard cylinder in his pants. "Oh god, baby, please..." she said. Did she mean it? Didn't she? Why couldn't she think straight?

Three infected women. Half a dozen men. A whole facility exposed to the virus.