The Clinic

Jezebel and Kathy looked around the hotel lobby. About a hundred animal people were gathered in little conversational knots but nobody was drinking; it looked more like a bad party than a FEMA clinic. A guy who looked about two-thirds rhino came out onto the overlooking balcony an bellowed three names. A cat-woman and a pair of dog-boys went up while three depressed looking rats came out of the hallway behind him and left. It had been like this for a couple of hours now. The doctors were processing people quickly, but with the news saying over ten thousand people infected in the first two days of the pandemic they were just swamped.

A four-year old puppy boy tried to stick his nose up Kathy's skirt before his mother caught him up and carried him off.

Kathy pouted. "Is this anywhere near over, Jez? I'm horny!"

"We only have to wait a bit longer. The dog boys were just in front of us when we got here."

"Stupid 'no sex in the waiting room' rule."

"Kathy, it makes sense; how hard would it be to get to see a doctor if this place was an orgy?"

"Jezebel Stephens, Katheryn Miller, Hiro Tanaga."

"Finally."

The two girls jumped up and went to the rhino, where they were joined by a dober-man. Mr. Rhino led them into an atrium and directed them to hotel rooms. Jezebel's was room 103; she pushed open the door and walked in.

The room was obviously a cheap hotel room that had been co-opted for medical use. There were no blankets on the bed, just industrial white sheeting, and the bedside table was occupied by a stainless steel stand with a number of medical-looking implements on it. Next to the desk was a multi-drawer metal cabinet. Light was provided by two wall sconces and a lamp, and a big utility light on metal posts loomed over the bed.

A ferret woman in sky-blue scrubs was standing in the room looking at a tablet. She grinned a professional grin as Jezebel came in.

"Hi, my name is Taffy; I'm here to give you a checkup and hopefully answer some of your questions." She glanced down. "You're Jezebel Stephens, correct? Could you confirm your date of birth please?"

Jezebel told her and she looked satisfied.

"Good; now take off your outer clothing and sit down on the bed."

Jezebel stripped off her white tee and skirt then gently sat on the firm bed, her knees about a foot apart. She leaned back on her arms and arched her back. "I'm ready for my exam now, doctor."

"Just Taffy, please; I'm an LVN, not a doctor." She nudged Jezebel to sit up straight and ran hands through her fur appraisingly, lightly humming to herself.

"What's an LVN?"

"Licensed Veterinary Nurse." She quickly flashed a light into Jezebel's eyes, then leaned close to her mouth and sniffed.

"VETRINARY Nurse?"

"Don't worry, it's more appropriate than you think. I'm sorry if it upsets you..." She ran her hands along the sides of Jezebel's head under the hair and then up to where they traced her cat-ears. Jezebel could feel her ears twitching. "...but we're actually better able to deal with New People than human nurses. Open up." She tickled Jezebel's nose, and looked closely at Jezebel's tongue and teeth when she opened her mouth.

When she could talk again Jessica asked, "New People?"

Taffy was running her hands over Jezebel's body, carefully touching every inch of skin. "New People is our official name. It's better than Plague Victims, especially since the sickness part of it only lasts a few hours. We don't have any duration on the physical changes, but Patient Zero isn't showing any signs of changing back."

Jezebel had started this whole thing horny as hell, and Taffy's examination wasn't helping. She gasped in a breath when Taffy's finger-pads touched one of her nipples.

"Is that sensitive?"

"Oh yeah! More!"

"Look, I'm sorry about the stimulation, but hypersensitivity is fairly common for the first week or so. Are all... six nipples this sensitive?"

"Yeah! Yeah!"

"Hmm. Some girls' extra nipples are vestigial; yours are all fully functional, which is rare but not unheard of."

"Keep playing please!"

"Miss Stephens, this is a medical clinic, not a whorehouse. Try to remain calm."

"But it's been hours since I had sex!"

"How many?" She ran her probing hands down Jezebel's legs.

"Three!"

"Is that need for frequent sex unusual for you?" She felt Jezebel's footpads and teased until the retractable claws came out.

"Yeah; usually I only have guys over once every week or so, but since I changed I really need it. All the time."

Taffy cupped her hands around the base of Jezebel's tail and stroked up it's length, sending tickles up Jezebel's spine. Then she had Jezebel lift her bum for a quick feel and squeeze; after that she finally touched Jezebel's pubes.

"Oooh, that feels so good! Rub it more, rub it harder!"

"I'm checking your skin, not feeling you up. Now this next part is going to feel a little weird..."

Two furry fingers stroked their way into Jezebel's hungry vagina; Taffy's thumb found her clit. Jezebel mewled in pleasure.

Instead of pulling out Taffy kept rubbing as Jezebel's body eagerly reacted. Taffy's expert fingers pushed her quickly toward climax. Jezebel's back arched and she stretched her legs as her whole body twitched and shuddered. Taffy carefully swabbed up all her cum with a cotton ball and dropped the ball into a labelled bottle.

"I have a pretty good idea of your condition now. Just one last thing and we'll be done the physical part of the exam."

"What's that?"

Taffy stuck a needle in at the base of Jezebel's left palm-pad.

"Ow!"

The little labelled test tube filled with blood, which Taffy put in a rack with a number of others.

"There! Don't worry, it should only bleed for a few seconds... and it's done. Now you can sit comfortably while I tell you a few things."

"This is comfortable, D- Taffy. Especially if you put your fingers back in." Jezebel held her legs apart and nudged her pubes forward.

Taffy sighed but didn't take the offer. "Miss Stephens - Jezebel - I'm going to be blunt. You aren't exactly human anymore. You are now homo felicidae, which means about what it sounds like. Your body has taken on numerous cat features and tendencies, and you will have to adapt to them for as long as it lasts. Nobody who's contracted the condition has shown any signs of reverting to human form."

"Is that why I feel so... uh, horny?"

"That's because you're in heat."

Jezebel's eyes bugged out. "Does that mean...?" She was nowhere near ready for pregnancy.

"No, it's what we call false heat. Your reproductive system is still mostly human, but for a time after transformation your body's hormone balance will be sorting itself out. One of the things most fully impacted is your reproductive system. Every patient tested so far has shown enhanced libido and sexual stamina, regardless of whether their species has a heat cycle; we're not sure why. The effect duration is variable, but isn't usually longer than two or three weeks."

"So, am I okay?"

"You're perfectly normal, which is as close as we can come to saying you're fine. You are a healthy human-housecat hybrid, and a very pretty one at that."

Jezebel blushed. "And the heat thing?"

"Temporary; it should only last a week or two, then your body will calm down so it only wants sex about four or five times as much as a regular human. On the plus side, you'll also have about four or five times as much stamina as a regular human."

"That explains why Phil passed out after a couple of hours."

"Phil?"

"My superintendent; he's sleeping off sex with me and my friend Kathy on the sofa."

"Oh. Well, that's about it from my side. Do you have any questions?"

"Are you really not interested in me, or is it some professional control thing?"

"It's the second one. They allow me five minutes between visits, and I'm going to..."

"I can help."

"It wouldn't be appropriate. Any other questions?"

"Just one. What do you look like naked?"

Jezebel grabbed Taffy by the shirt and flipped her onto the bed. In under a second she was on top with Taffy's shirt pulled up and Jezebel's hands forcefully stroking every possible inch.

Taffy weakly called out "help."

Jezebel pulled Taffy's pants down and then held her legs while sniffing the nurse's pussy, but she'd only just got started licking when the door opened. A male tiger, white with grey stripes, stepped in and bodily lifted Jezebel off. Jezebel pawed at the air, reaching for Taffy's warm needy cunt until she felt something fuzzy stab into her love-tunnel.

"Oh!"

The tiger-man pulled out slightly, then grabbed one of Jezebel's legs and rotated her so she was facing him. Then he grabbed her ass and pushed her back on full length.

"Don't worry, Miss. My name is Baljinder and I'll take good care of you." He held her by the ass and shoulders while she slid up and down his large shaft. He was eight inches long and half-again Phil's girth, and Jezebel savoured every bit of length and thickness. She felt the squirt of liquid when he stiffened and came inside her with a low rumbling in his throat. A little while later she felt her own muscles contract and everything got a little fuzzy - fuzzier.