With Joslynn, searching for her fiancé. Duh.

Joslynn

Joslynn stared out over what felt like the whole world. Thick, green forests dotted with meadows stretched as far as she could see, split by the river lazily winding its way through the low rolling hills. It was beautiful. Down below her, Dr. Ikeda's… plant, she wasn't sure what else to call it—spread out in all directions, its dark roots easily 10 yards across, its trunk bigger than a city block. It was almost like a city. _'_Or a hive,' she mused.

The remote location made her think of her fiancé, Aaron. She glanced at her useless phone. It wouldn't receive or send calls, the cell towers had long since stopped working. 'How much of the world is still running at all?' She wondered. Aaron's family was quite wealthy—Was, she smirked—they owned a number of properties. The last time they'd been together was at his family's 'hunting lodge'. It was really more of a rural estate than a hunting lodge. 'Would he have gone there?'

"You're thinking about your fiancé, aren't you?" Sarah asked softly.

"Yeah."

"Go find him, I'm sure that you're not the only one worried about someone out there."

Joslynn smiled appreciatively. "Come with me, we can have that threesome we talked about."

"Oh, we're having that threesome, but I think you should do this alone."

Ashley held out her hand. "Before you go, you should take this, it's a module that Lavender and I designed, it'll let Lavender go with you, and help you with technology if you need it."

Joslynn took the module hesitantly; it wasn't much bigger than coin. Her body absorbed it and it slipped under her skin, up her arm, and disappeared into her body somewhere.

Hiroka stood next to her, "Take a few seeds with you too." A vine from the tree rose up and pushed into her wet slit, sending shivers down her spine. A number of thick bulges began to work their way up the tendril, spreading her pussy like beads before depositing a dozen glowing green seeds in her womb.

Joslynn glanced at Sarah, Leticia, and Ashley, who were enjoying the same insemination.

Sarah looked out in the direction of the small town, "I think I'm going to go see what there is to see in town." She wiggled slightly, and a four small bulges appeared on her back, they slowly expanded until they had grown nearly three yards long. Snowy white feathers formed along them as they grew into two pairs of perfect wings. Sarah flapped them experimentally. "Alright, see you when you get back. You can always call for help if you need it." Sarah jumped off the edge fearlessly, falling out of sight before swooping back up on her wings.

"Wait for me!" Leticia called, her own wings only half formed.

Sarah laughed, and dove again as Leticia jumped after her, her own wings closely matching her delicious skin tone.

Joslynn pictured her wings in her mind, a single pair of white wings like Sarah's. It was the oddest sensation, feeling the bones and muscles form in her back, and all the changes that she couldn't see in Sarah, but now felt in herself. Her bones lightening, her back muscles growing stronger. She flexed her new wings experimentally, this was certainly the biggest change she'd ever made to herself.

She took a deep breath, ran for the ledge, and jumped.

Adrenaline pumped through her body as she hurdled toward the ground. Her mind was both panicked and calm at the same time. Part of her was certain this was how she was going to die, the other part simply unfolded her wings, caught the breeze, and flew. She hurled parallel to the ground, flapping her powerful wings, weaving between trees. She had never felt so free in her life, or so alive. The wind blowing her hair out and stinging her eyes—until she changed her eyes—it was the most thrilling thing she'd ever done. Laughing, she let out a giddy scream and dove to skim the surface of the river with her fingertips, feeling the cold water dance on her skin.

'You should take some clothes with you,' Ashley chided.

She sighed and flew back up to the ledge where Hiroka and Ashley were waiting.

Joslynn was confused, "I thought you had clothes."

"We can do better than that," Hiroka said.

Part of the plant wrapped around Joslynn's ankle, and then separated from the main plant, leaving a dark brown anklet studded with glowing green and purple orbs resting on her left foot.

"It's pretty," Joslynn said slowly.

"Ask it to change," Hiroka grinned.

Joslynn formed an image in her mind of high heel, mid though boots, a short skirt, and a sleeveless, low backed blouse. Nothing happened. She remembered Hiroka's words and thought 'Please?' Immediately the vine shifted, reshaping itself into the clothes she'd imagined, even the black color of the boots and skirt and white of the blouse with silver buttons.

"Amazing," she said in awe.

"Just wait, Hiroka and I haven't even began to tap the possibilities of what we can do together," Ashley smiled.

"You'll have to show me when I get back" Joslynn smiled, falling off the tree backwards with a salute.

Not sure where to start, she decided to head for Aaron's apartment in the city. Given that there were ten million people there before the outbreak, she doubted she'd ever find him if he was there, but it's where he was heading when they'd parted last. Even if he wasn't there, he might have left clues as to where he was going next.

It was a long flight, and she had plenty of time to think. Her thoughts often drifted back to Sarah. The woman was both amazing and scary at the same time. Joslynn still hadn't been able to have proper sex with her since they'd become infected, something she was determined to fix when they both returned. 'A threesome with Dani would be pretty hot too. Or a foursome with Aaron and the two sisters.' She rubbed her thighs together under her skirt unconsciously. 'But Aaron...' She wasn't sure how she was going to broach so many subjects with him; being infected, having sex with Sarah, wanting to have a threesome, or a foursome, or an orgy, that she had a cock…

The sun was setting low on the horizon, painting the sky in pastels: red, orange, pink and the encroaching blue-gray of night. She was still a long way from her destination, but she didn't feel tired at all, so she adjusted her eyes for the coming darkness and continued to fly.

By the time she could see New York City the sun had already come up and was high in the sky. She landed on the street near his condo building. The city was a mess, abandoned police and military vehicles remained where they had been meant to establish barricades before being abandoned or overran with infected, mixed with cars and trucks abandoned as their drivers fled on foot.

Thousands of infected watched her from the nearby buildings, she could sense them clearly, but she didn't want them to come, so they didn't. Most of them were just Gammas anyway, more animal than human, but there were a few Betas around. They all seemed curious about her, but none of them could resist her subconscious command to leave her alone.

Aaron's building had been the kind that the doorman had to know you to let you in. The kind older gentleman that Joslynn and come to appreciate was nowhere to be seen. He had been the sort of older black man that Joslynn couldn't help but like, the sort of person she'd want for a grandfather since she'd never known her own.

The doors were locked. She stepped out from under the veranda and leaped, with the help of her wings, to the second story balcony above the door. These doors were unlocked, and she walked right in. Aaron of course didn't have a balcony, so she'd have to go in from the inside.

"Stop!"

She turned to see the doorman there, a shotgun shaking in his hands.

"Hello Frank," she smiled. She was sure her wings were working against her, but also thought moving them would probably make it worse. "I got shot this week already, so if you'd put that away I'd appreciate it," she grinned.

"Joslynn?" he lowered the gun, looking clearly astounded. "Why would you come back here?"

"I'm looking for Aaron," she shrugged. "This was where he was going when I last talked to him, before… everything."

"How did you get past all the infected?"

She hesitated, trying to decide what to say. Finally, she settled on the truth, "I'm infected myself."

He nodded, "I figured."

"The wings?" she asked.

He blushed, "You're looking rather… curvy."

Joslynn laughed hard, setting off enticing jiggling in her J cup breasts, "Damn Frank, I completely forgot about that. This just all feels so natural."

"Is it… How is it?"

"It's nice," Joslynn shrugged, "It seems a lot scarier before you do it. Then everything just feels good. I am a little different from the infected you have around here, still myself despite all the changes."

"I noticed. Never had a conversation with someone infected before," he chuckled. "Aaron isn't here, he left for his family's hunting cabin pretty early on. Told me to get out of the city and head out to my fishing shack. I guess I should've listened to him," he added wistfully.

Joslynn smiled, "I wouldn't have known where to go if you'd done that. I could take you out of the city if you wanted, wings and all."

"I doubt you could carry my wife too," he smiled ruefully. "Her wheelchair isn't really meant for country living anyway."

"I could infect you," Joslynn offered. "You could infect her. I got most of my guts blown out with a 45 the other day, one of the scientists I worked with dropped more than 40 years when she got infected. I'm pretty sure the virus could fix whatever's wrong with your wife."

"I'm not ready to cheat on my wife," he said.

Joslynn shook her head, "We don't have to have sex. I could just leave you a little milk. You can make the choice whenever you're ready. You can throw it away if you decide not to, it's all up to you."

He nodded, "Yeah, you can do that. We can talk it over and make a decision."

Evening was coming, and she hadn't slept since she'd woken up from being shot, but she didn't feel tired at all. In fact, the thought of Frank and his wife drinking her milk and turning was so exciting she'd hung out on the roof through the rest of the day hoping that they'd hurry up and do it, so she could get in on the action. That hadn't happened.

"I can't wait anymore," she sighed before stretching her wings and diving from the tower.

Several flying infected flew up to her curiously, she didn't bother to send them away, but made it clear she didn't have time to stop for fun. Most of them flew with her for a bit before breaking off, looking for something to fuck.

She wasn't exactly sure where the family 'hunting lodge' was from the air, so she had to fly over the highway, then follow the winding country road until the tree closed over it, forcing her to land and walk. It didn't take long for her to decide not matter how sexy her outfit was that stiletto heels were not suitable for hiking, and traded her outfit for skintight, low rise jeans, a short spaghetti strap tank top that showed off her midriff, and a pair of black combat boots. 'Much better,' she thought after only a few steps.

The forest was dead silent as she walked along the gravel road. She wasn't sure if it was just that she'd never noticed how quiet it was, or if the animals were afraid of her. Still, it was a nice change from being down in the Hole.

She was still walking when the sun came up again, and by midday was bored with walking. It was much later before she came to the familiar wrought iron gates. With the power out they'd be basically unpassable, but she easily jumped over them and continued up to the house.

Disappointed washed over her when she didn't see Aaron's Mercedes or his Ford Raptor, but his mom Deborah's Jeep was parked outside. At least someone's here.

After forcing her body back to as close as it originally was as she could manage, she knocked on the door.

'Is Deborah here?' she wondered when no one answered the door. She tried the handle, it was unlocked, so she let herself in. "Deborah?" she called, "It's me Joslynn. Deborah? Aaron? Anyone here?"

She heard a cough from upstairs and headed up to investigate.

"Deborah?" she pushed the slightly ajar door of the master suite opened.

Aaron's mom was sitting in her rocking chair, looking pale and thin. She stared out the window sadly.

"Deborah? Are you okay?"

Finally, the woman turned, "Joslynn, is that you? How'd you-" She stopped to hack. "Never mind that. I guess you've been eating okay?"

She glanced at the rail thin woman, "Yeah, I've been doing okay. You look bad, is there something I can cook for you?"

"Hah!" she half laughed, half coughed. "There's nothing left. It's been two days since I ate anything. I think it made me sick anyway." She rocked gently in the chair, taking in the late afternoon sun, "Aaron was supposed to come, but I haven't seen him. I assume that's why you're here?" Joslynn nodded. "He stopped to get his cousin Lauren, you remember her?"

Lauren was hard to forget. She'd always stirred feelings of jealousy in Joslynn. Lauren was much taller than she was, with a thin but beautiful face, long dirty blond hair like all the Steels, and pretty blue eyes. The woman had the classic hour glass figure, even if her breasts were smaller than Joslynn's, she was just so beautiful. Worst of all was the way she and Aaron acted toward each other, like there was an attraction there that they both knew they could never act on, but desperately wanted to. Joslynn had never felt like a 'second choice' with Aaron, but that tension had always bothered her. Now it just made her horny.

"Yes," Joslynn said curtly.

Deborah smiled, "It's funny you know? Survive the infected just to die out here of starvation?"

'Sarah would know just what to say to make her see that resistance is stupid, I wish I had her way with words,' Joslynn thought bitterly.

"I wonder if they'll all starve too?"

"No, we don't need to eat, hunger is just a reflex for us."

Deborah finally looked at her, curiosity written all over her face.

Joslynn shrugged, "I'm infected. I don't get hungry. If you think that's weird, you have no idea how weird it can get."

"It would figure that I'd make it this far just to get infected at the end," Deborah muttered.

"I'm not like them," Joslynn said defensively, "I'm not going to infect you if you don't want it, and I'm certainly not going to **** you."

"And Aaron?"

Joslynn hesitated, she really wanted Aaron to join her, but… "I'm going to tell him the truth too," she decided. "Of course I still want to be with him, but if he doesn't want to be with me then I'll accept that and go back."

"And Lauren?"

"I'll fuck her too, she's pretty hot you know?"

Deborah snorted her surprise. "Despite what you think, you've changed. But maybe that's for the better. Aaron didn't desrve you then, and he certainly doesn't now."

"You underestimate him."

Deborah snorted, "I've been around a few times. You're quite the catch. And I hope I know my own son."

They both quietly stared out over the country surrounding the house. It really was all quite beautiful, the three wing a-frame house set nestled back in the woods. It was the sort of romantic destination that Joslynn had always imagined escaping to with Aaron in the winter, it would be so cold, and they'd have nothing to do but warm each other… She stopped that thought in its track, she didn't need to get herself any more hot and bothered.

"How did it happen?" Deborah asked.

"I kissed a woman in the lab, a friend," she said simply.

"Just a friend?"

Joslynn opened her mouth to say no, but hesitated. "It's complicated… Well, it's hard to explain. Being infected changes your views on sex and relationships a lot. We're bound together, but I want to be bound together with Aaron too. And with Lauren," she added. "I see the way they look at each other."

Deborah considered her for a minute, opened her mouth to say something, then closed it again. After a few moments she asked something different, "Do you regret it?"

"No," Joslynn smiled, "Even if Aaron tells me he never wants to see me again I don't regret it."

"What's the worst part?"

"Hmmm, self-control. I want to have sex all the time, but I can't."

"And the best part?"

Joslynn smiled, "The physical abilities, I got shot six times by a 45 a couple of days ago, blew most of my middle away. These, obviously." She relaxed, letting her body resume it's preferred form, "You have no idea how exciting sex can be."

Deborah said nothing, and the silence stretched out long past the point of being awkward.

"Does it hurt?"

Joslynn shook her head no.

She drew in a deep breath, "Do we have to have sex?"

"Any of my body fluids will do. I got infected with a kiss, remember?"

"So spit in a cup?" Deborah laughed hoarsely.

"Or a glass of breast milk," Joslynn offered.

"I guess I wouldn't mind my last human moment being drinking a glass of milk. There's a glass on the nightstand."

Joslynn popped one of her overflowing breasts out of her tank top and massaged her breast until the milk started flowing, trying not to moan despite how good it felt. When the glass was full, she handed it to Deborah.

The older woman held up the glass in a silent salute and took a small sip. She smiled, and took a bigger drink, and another and another until the glass was gone. The changes weren't subtle, she filled out, her emaciated body filling in, her skin softened and the wrinkles disappeared. Her gray hair turned the same dirty blond as her son's, her lips plumped up, she stood and turned to face Joslynn.

Joslynn had seen this woman before, full of joy and life in the pictures at the main house. A beautiful young bride, a young mother proudly looking at her baby. Right up until the last picture of Aaron's father before he passed away.

Deborah dropped her sweater and jeans, revealing a delicious MILF body, huge full breasts, much larger than Joslynn's J cup, wide motherly hips, a huge curvy ass, and just a hint of softness everywhere. She wasn't fat, not even chubby, but she was soft, the perfect MILF.

Joslynn's dick stirred inside her.

"I didn't expect to feel so good, or so free," Deborah laughed, the sound was pure and happy. "I don't suppose I could entice you with this?" she winked, motioning to herself.

Joslynn's clothing curled back up into it's anklet form, freeing her own breasts and groin to answer. Her thighs were wet, her nipples hard and staring at the ceiling, and her cock had slithered out to say hello.

"Oh my," Deborah smiled at the monster. "I suppose having a cock as big as an arm is normal?"

"They feel so good too," Joslynn laughed.

She pushed herself up against her mother-in-law to be, squishing her huge cock between their massive racks, it's softball sized head sticking out from all of that deep, beautiful cleavage. Pre-cum oozed out in a thick stream, soaking their breasts. There was no hesitation and their hungry lips pressed together, pressing and squirming against each other. The kiss was brief, Deborah pushed her back.

"It's been a while," she admitted, "I want to play with you, but I'm so wet and horny I just need you inside me right now."

Joslynn didn't need to be told twice, she picked Deborah up and pushed her against the wall, sliding her huge cock into the hot, wet tunnel. She savored the sensation of the walls moving around her cock for a moment, before she began to thrust. Deborah's ass bounced with every stroke, and the massive curves of her breasts swayed to the sides of her body with the rhythm that Joslynn set.

It only took a moment to feel her first orgasm begin to build. "Oh fuck Deborah," she moaned.

Deborah let out a soft cry, "I'm going to cum, just a little more, make me cum!"

Joslynn sped up, unable to control her own need to cum, her thrusts became frantic sending her own tits bouncing erratically as she bounced off of Deborah's massive ass with a thick slapping sound. "Fuck yeah, I'm going to cum!" she shouted, as her groin clinched tightly, and the first huge wave of hot jizz shot up her massive tool and into her mother-in-law to be.

Deborah grunted as her own orgasm broke over her.

Joslynn didn't let up, she was backed up and was going to get her release.