On Your Way

Your physique made a sharp contrast against the backdrop of your illuminated doorway. Maybe it highlighted the innocence that would be left behind. Looking out into the cold wind swept night, human howls and screams echoed out. It provided a stark contrast to what you were leaving behind. But what was funny and unawares to you as you blended into the dark side streets, was how your form seemed to assimilate itself seamlessly.

~

Sarah Max's Mother 2.5hrs Ago.

"HeyJen. What time's Bill getting back from work?" You said mid breath as you worked through your last set of yoga moves. It had become easier now you had a partner. You just hated the way the material bunched when you went through certain positions.

"I'm not sure. He said there was a problem at the dam. Something about activists attacking the technician's there. I thought this all ended years ago."

Hearing mention of the dam brought back unwanted memories. It had affected this town and your family in both positive and negative ways. But you had come to terms with it. Squeezing past one difficult move your curiosity got the better of you, " Did he say what it was about?"

Hearing your reply, Jen brushed her sweaty bangs out of her eyes. "He didn't say. Something must've happened because we got interrupted half way through our call." Jen seemed worried. She tried to hide it from you, but the slight waver in her eyes betrayed her. She probably wasn't mentioning everything.

"I'm sure it's nothing. Probably some hippies coming down from their retreat to kill off their boredom. A lilting laugh escaped your pursed lips. You both laughed at that.

"Well, I think that's us done for tonight", you couldn't help release the tension in your muscles. You had been holding it for the past half hour. God it was hard. Getting comfortable, you thumbed under your cleavage, 'Ah... That's better'. Now truely comfortable. You crossed your legs and grabbed the water bottle next to you. These 'yoga session's' weren't getting any easier.

"Well, thanks for keeping me company tonight Sarah. I really appreciate it. With Bill gone most night's, this is what I look forward to the most. And if truth be told. He's not complaining either."

Water nearly escaped your mouth as you watched Jen pushing out her chest in your direction. 'This girl'. Not to be outdone, you cup your breasts and squeezed them together. "Hah! You're not the only one getting compliments at home!".

That seemed to lighten up the atmosphere. Both still laughing, Jen told you that she was taking a shower. A hint of envy pulsed through you, as you watched Jen's ass sway out. Turning to look back at your own, it hadn't reached the tautness that you so desired. But the yoga lessons seemed to be helping.

Shaking your head of these silly thought's, your mind turned to your family. Jacob had gone fishing for the night. 'Should I give him a call to make sure he's back tomorrow for Max's birthday?'. Hearing about the trouble at the dam you wanted to make sure your husband was safe. Something just didn't sit right with you.

*Ring Ring!*

"Hi! You've reached John I'm no-"

Hearing the call go through to voicemail, your heart skips a beat. You tried calling again a few times. No response. Usually he would call back if he saw you called. Maybe there was no reception out there? But that didn't seem right. He was only fifteen minutes up from the dam. That should be where the power station and cell towers were. Leaving a message to call back, you decide to call your son's phone. No answer either. Now you're really worried. What could have possibly happened?

Toweling yourself of sweat, with sore muscles, you go to inform your friend you're leaving. As you approach the door you can hear the water running. *Knock Knock* " Jen, it's me. I'm leaving now. I'll see you next week". You wait a few seconds but there is still no response. "Jen. You there...?", Something seems wrong. It's was just a feeling you had. But it felt like there was something sinister emanating from just behind the door.

On instinct, you couldn't help shuffling back from the doorway. That's when you felt whatever was behind the door lock onto your presence. It felt like nothing you've ever experienced before. The aura that seeped through was as dark and vile as anything. The primitive part of your brain was screaming for you to escape. But the overwhelming pressure was keeping you in place. You would seem a statue, if it wasn't for the heavy movement of your breasts moving up and down, as you rapidly breathed.

Anger

Fear

Lust

And Power.

This was what you felt coming from beyond the closed door. All these emotions seemed to be heightened somehow. It lingered and affected all that was around you. Just....what.. could it possibly...be?

Whatever it was, must've thought nothing was there. The stifling feeling suddenly lifted. Fat drops of sweat trickled down between your cleavage. Even your armpits felt clammy.

Your conscience warred within you. On the one hand you wanted to see if your friend was okay, but on the other, was the thought of your family. Something was telling you that if you went in there you'd end up in the same predicament. Sometimes, people in stressful situations make selfish choices. It was just the reality of things.

*Crash*

An ear splitting sound echoed out. It sounded ceramic in nature by the pitch. Low grunts and weak moans gently rose in tempo. It was slowly overshadowing the still running water. Even steam was escaping the seams of the door, creating a eeriy atmosphere.

You decided to use this chance to hide in the linen closet opposite the shower. It was your only chance. What was happening in there seemed to be reaching its climax.

Tense minutes pass, you were sweating all over. Your workout clothes were now clinging uncomfortably. You even had to keep moving strands of hair out of your eyes. Face flushed, even the sound of the running water gave you the urge to pee.

*Thump!* A loud bang came from the closed door. Transfixed, you silently stare as the door handle starts to move. Like some horror scene, as the door opens, the steam that has been trapped in the room escapes. You can't make out what is inside, the steam is still too dense for that. That's when you heard the husky voices.

"Fuck your tight wet snatch felt so good bouncing on my demonic cock!. Wished I'd fucked you sooner. Even your cries at the start felt so.. fucking good."

"Don't think I didn't see you perving through our window at night. You sick fuck. Working that meat between your legs you call a cock. But now I'm not complaining. It's soooo long and girthy. It felt great stretching my tight box. Speaking about box's ... my friend's here.Just thinking back on her stretching is making me moist. I'd always wondered what it'd be like to lick out her wet slit. She should be downstairs still."

"Really....? Sounds like fun", a husky chuckle came forth. It was getting closer now.

Finally, you could see who was talking. It was your friend Jen, and going by their conversation just now, her male neighbour. No clothing was anywhere to be seen. Shocked and worried, you only just realise that your friend and him don't quite look like humans anymore. Devilish horns and tails sprouted from their wet bodies. Their skin had taken on a red hue, almost the colour of blood. That wasn't a colour a human should have. Even their body's physique seemed to have changed. Their body's sexual organs looked to have gotten LARGER and FIRMER. Whatever had changed them, looked to have shaved the years off their face and body. You could smell the stench of sex and sweat too. Your curiousity got the better of you as you looked closer to their genitals. Sticky ichor was dripping from between their legs. It adhered to anything it touched, so potent was it's substance.

Licking your lips, you swallow subconsciously. You clench your legs together to stifle the wet sensation. The sight and smell looked to be affecting you somehow. Was it airborne?

"Looks like we have a rat", a insipid laugh came from the male. He seemed to be looking in your direction. Did he find you?

~

Max -Present-

The town centre looked to be deserted for the most part. Only the occasional infected would fly overhead looking for prey. You were thankful that they didn't bother you. You wouldn't be surprised if there were some holdouts in hiding. Biding their time for help to arrive. Some people were like that, reliant on other's help. Not you. Your parents had instilled in you self reliance. That could be called a blessing in disguise right now.

Your strides had gotten larger, they made short work of the alley's and side streets. You were getting closer to your mom's friend Jen's place. Anticipation and nervousness flooded your body the nearer you got. You didn't know just how they would react. It was a scary thought.

The lights were on here too, you could see it shining through the gaps in the windows. Wait.... What happened there? Jen's house was the only 2 story residence left in the inner city. One of the windows upstairs looked to be broken. That meant nothing good. That's when you heard the scream. High pitched and filled with terror, it sounded oddly familiar.

A forboding feeling suddenly overcame you. Flapping your wings, you accurately slingshot yourself through the shattered window. And what greeted your sight sent your blood boiling in anger.

Mom's friend Jen and an unknown male had your mother tied up on the bed naked. It looked like they had torn the clothes from her body, the way it was lying in pieces across her. Both of them were infected with the virus. And they seemed to derive some sick pleasure by sucking on her slit and nipples with their forked tongues. Black splotches of cum dotted her upper chest. He must've **** himself between her breasts. As was evidenced by the red mark that marred her otherwise perfect skin.

A long time should have passed. Your mother was becoming delirious. Her fire red hair was plastered to her face from all the sweat. Weak protests, were sounding out from her almost strained vocal chords. The fight was slowly leaving her, you had to act.

Springing into action, your inhumane speed catapulted you toward's your mom's friend. She was the closer one, so it just made sense. Hundreds of kilos of packed power plowed into her body, sending her careening into the brick wall. Snap! Caught unawares, she didn't have time to shield her landing. Her head bent at a weird angle, before she fell to the floor dead.

"What the fuck!", Retracting his filthy mouth from your mother's nipple with a pop. The male incubus turned towards you to swear. He seemed more annoyed at the fact that he got disturbed, then the actual fact that you killed the woman beside him.

Looking at the monster that was violating your mother made you let out a snarl. Just the way that thing's vile cock dripped it's noxious taint on your mother's leg drove your blood to boil.

"Step away from her or DIE!", You weren't faking your demeanor in that moment. Each word spilled from your mouth came from the depths of your being.

"You seem strange boy", sniffing, he gave you a creepy smile. "If I didn't know any better I'd say you weren't like me". He still seemed sceptical. But unless you told him flat out, he would never figure out anything.

Sprinting the short distance, you grapple with the incubus. You both seem to be evenly matched. Pulling back and forth, neither side got the advantage. It would all boil down to who would last longer at this stage. White claw marks riddled each other's red bodies. Your struggles brought you both over your mother's body on the bed. Being careful, you didn't want to injure her by stepping somewhere you shouldn't. Your vision wandered, it couldn't be helped. You'd always fantasized about what your mother's body would look like nude. And it was just as you imagined. Looking past the seed on her body, her pert nipples were erect and pointing at the sky. Even the movement of the bed would make her tits wobble each time. The taint couldn't hide the red curly tuft that sat just above her snatch. Her lower lips looked to be peaking out. It was a soul inducing sight. Luckily she wasn't infected yet.

Seeing you distracted, the incubus caught you off guard. His tail contricted itself around the base of your cock. It was so sudden. The hold you had was easily broken. But that wasn't where you were looking right now. You cursed your traitorous dick for secreting it's milky essence. The incubus made sure to direct it's flow into your mother's open mouth.

"Mom. Close your mouth!", But it came too slow. A few splotches slipped through. Reflexively, your mother swallowed.

"She's your mom! Hahah great. I'll leave her to you boy", but you weren't listening. He could make like the wind for all you care. Your only focus was if the virus would corrupt her.

You registered the shards from the window, as the incubus made his escape. But you pushed it to the back of your mind.

It didn't take long to see the change. Within seconds her once tanned skin turned a seductive red. It gave off an almost lewd pheromone. Coaxing your cock to speed up its production. But you weren't worried about that. There were more changes to come. Her red hair shined and lengthened with a renewed, almost evil tint. Like the softest of silks. Her C Cup breasts firmed and expanded to generous proportions, topped with the hardest of nipples. Two trickles of fluid poured from her tits, giving it a wet shimmer. All the loose skin that one develops over time pulled taut. Giving the appearance of vigor. The infection enhanced her curves that were already there and widened the gap between her thighs. It all happened in real time, right in front of your eyes.

Subconsciously, while being unaware, she was drinking the infected seed that was flowing out of your cock. With every second passing, she seemed to be greedily ingesting more and more. It was truely animalistic in nature.

Finally, when the tail and horns formed, she seemed to gain clarity. You could see the shift under her closed eyelids.

Ever so slowly, her eyelids fluttered open, "Max is that y-you?". A tremor went down your spine when you saw her pupils. Like two rubies, they drew you in with their tempting luster.

Why did it seem like your mother was now lust personified. Each syllable dripped ambiguous undertones. It made the blood in your body flow in reverse.

*Snap*

The bindings holding her split as she embraced you.

"We have to get out of here! They could still be around. Max -", tears flowed as she tried to get you both to flee, while drawing you towards the door.

But you couldn't make heads or tails of anything. Your dick was sandwiched up against your mother's frame. Though she did catch on pretty quick.

"Max, why are we both NAKED!", Your mom's hysterical voice flowed into your ears as she stepped back. But she stilled midway when she heard her sultry voice that was not her own.