They accept

"Okay," the doctor said, staring him in the eye. "We accept. We'll run some tests on you, figure out the limits of your abilities and this virus, and once we're done, you give us our ideal bodies."

"Fantastic, I knew you'd see reason." Aiden stood up, extending his hand to the doctor to shake. It was only when she gave him a look of disgust that he realized that his fingers were still slick with Kaitlyn's pussy juice. He refrained from noting that soon she wouldn't care about that at all, instead wiping his fingers off on his leg before they shook. "I look forward to working with you, Doctor..."

"Diane. Diane Morris," she supplied. "Let's start with some bloodwork. Ryan, Abigail, prep the equipment and take a few samples please. Five should be sufficient. And..." she trailed off momentarily. "I don't think I caught your name."

"Ah, sorry. I'm Aiden and my fairy is Kaitlyn." Said fairy gave a small wave, sucking on her delicate fingers seductively.

"Very good. Aiden, you said your seminal fluid seemed to be the trigger for transformation? We'll need to collect a sample. For the sake of safety, I'll let you...extract it yourself."

"Not interested in doing it yourself, Diane?" Aiden asked, knowing she was at least partially aroused by his presence.

"As I said, we'll conduct the tests first. Everything else comes afterwards. We will also be remaining in hazmat gear to reduce the chances of accidental infection." She was all business at this point, hiding any other feelings behind a professional exterior. She and her assistants quickly threw themselves into their tasks, testing and examining samples.

A few hours later, after running every test, scan, exercise, and procedure they could think of on both Aiden and Kaitlyn, as well as a few infected Aiden had managed to pacify enough to collect samples from, Diane had showed him the results. Kaitlyn, who didn't actually care, had left a while ago, promising to be back eventually. They could see her flying around campus through the window, occasionally diving down to get a through dicking from anyone available.

"I can honestly say I've never seen anything like this. I don't even know how such a virus could exist. In fact, I'm not even sure I can really call it a virus, though that is probably the closest thing I can compare it to. There seems to be a basic, underlying structure that is the virus itself, but from what we've seen, there is also an incredible inclination for incorporating additional factors, which would explain the ridiculous variety of expressed mutations. The only place we were able to find the base structure was in your semen, blood, and, to a lesser degree, saliva. From the samples we took from your partner, it seems the only place the virus can survive in its original form is in physical fluids, though even that might vary depending on the subject. The variety of physical and mental transformations seem to be linked to the virus incorporating random pieces of genetic material into itself, which cause any number of possible results. However, the altered virus cannot be transmitted or exist outside the subject. Without a larger sample size, that's all I can conclude." Most of what she said was mostly gibberish to Aiden, but he nodded for her to continue all the same.

"As far as your physical changes, those are mostly linked to the virus' presence in your body, though your case does seem to be somewhat unique. All the samples we examined showed rapid and inexplicable cellular growth, resulting in the drastic transformations and a greatly accelerated healing factor. Additionally, we can't see any sign of cellular deterioration, making us think you will no longer age. I have no idea of the limits of that, but for all intents and purposes, the infected are largely immortal. Massive physical trauma might cause ****, but I can't say without further testing.

"You in particular do seem to display slightly different physiology compared to others. In all the other infected samples, the virus everywhere other than in physical fluids was in a mutated form, giving them their altered forms permanently. However, in you and you alone, only the base virus exists, making me think you were exposed to the original form of the virus. In theory, this makes you considerably more infectious, as well as able to alter your mutations. Your mental state also seems to have been altered more so than other infected. While in others it ingrains a desire for sexual pleasure, the same trait is significantly reduced in you. You also seem to be able to manipulate which components the virus incorporates in others, allowing you to influence their transformation, just as you thought." Aiden thought for a moment, remembering how he had wanted to see Kaitlyn to look when he had infected her. He must have instinctively influenced her transformation.

"Anything else?" he asked. Diane shook her head.

"That's all we could come up with. Given the nature of the virus though, you see more changes in the future. As best I can figure, you being the origin of the virus has given you special abilities and control over it. You might be able to further that control as the virus becomes more ingrained in your biology." Aiden nodded, satisfied with the conclusion. Now he just had to decide what to do next.