You do what you have to do.

You walk back into your room, and you see Kira sleeping, naked and above the covers, and beautiful. You fought the urge to wake her up with some physical intimacy, the science had to happen.

You lay back down beside your daughter, but you cannot sleep. You prepare yourself for the difficult conversation to come as you watch Kira sleep.

She sleeps for longer than expected, it seems that the new strain of the disease indeed does not cause the need for a treatment, and for your daughter’s sake that is very welcome.

When she finally wakes up, she looks to be at peace, and looks at you and leans in and kisses you on the lips. You return the kiss, but when she starts to touch your cock, outside of your shorts, you pull away from her gently.

“Dad, I thought we had more time? Maybe just once more before we have to go into the cool down, please?” She asks softly, you would rather do what she wants than what Maria wants, but you know it has to be this way.

“Baby, things have changed,” you reply. “We can’t do anything else for now, and there won’t be a cool down. Do you know who the CDC is?”

Kira gives you a deeply sarcastic look, and her voice dripping with sarcasm, she replies. “No dad, I don’t follow the news, and I skipped civics class.”

“Ok, well of course you know. They are coming here, maybe later today, maybe tomorrow. The World Health Organization, a UN scientific team, and we think the surgeon general of the US, all might be here today or tomorrow.”

Kira sits up, “What happened dad?”

“Well for starters, we verified that you no longer have the disease, as it was. You have a mutated strain of Sperma Proclivitas, the first known case ever,” you reply. “Your strain doesn’t destroy the protein that causes the need for the protein in semen, it produces it, it produces a lot of it.”

“I am not in danger any more?” Your daughter asks.

“Nope,” you reply, “And I caught a version of the new strain, which has had the same physical effects on me as on you, among other things I am incredibly potent right now, my sperm count is off the charts, and the protein in my semen has increased dramatically it seems.”

“I can see the physical changes as well dad, your abs showed up, and your cock got bigger.” This surprises you, but not too much. “I am changing as well, I am leaner, I can see muscle definition I didn’t have before, but my beasts are firmer, more full than before.” She said.

“And I guess you feel the same things I do, with people’s emotions right? Their urges? It seems more powerful to me the more base the urge is.” Kira continued, “Like I could feel that one guy’s urge to fuck me, I felt his joy when they started to sedate me. I could feel his want.”

“Yeah, I felt the same thing, he won’t be back.” You reply.

“And Joy,” Kira replies, in a sour tone, “She really has it in her mind to fuck you dad. I felt it with her as well.”

You feel what she leaves unsaid, the word bitch. Kira is jealous.

“I got to name it, and I put part of your name on it,” you say. In the scientific world, having your name on something is a sort of immortality, Kira’s face does not show her as liking the idea.

“Dad,” she replies, “You named a strand of a disease the world knows as Cum Addiction after me? Are you fucking with me here?”

Fuck, that wasn’t what you had in mind. “It is the good strain, it might be remembered as the cure,” you continue.

“So let’s say there is a cure for a disease that has killed a lot of people, which is spreading like the plague and has lead women to get on their knees and swallow cum from strange men?” She asked, seeming more than just a bit angry. “To take a stranger’s cum up the ass, to get so desperately horny that they will fuck anyone. You put my name on the cure for that?”

“They are going to say my name on the news, world wide, and you want people to associate my name with women being addicted to fucking cum? Sperm? Spooge? Jizz? Fucking baby batter? Great idea dad, I love it.”

Ok, that is fair, you smile and nod, it will be renamed, right now.

“Ok, how about Sperma Proclivitas type 2?” You reply, that was a bit daft to put your daughter’s name on it.

“Much better dad.”

“So anyway, some government types are coming here, very soon, and our relationship lately is illegal. If we don’t get actionable data before the wrong people get here, I will probably be arrested.” You tell your daughter. “So phase three has to begin this morning, as soon as possible. We are out of time baby.”

Kira frowns, but she is a very smart girl, she understands.

“So you fuck another woman, to see if she reacts, I would assume someone who has it right?” Kira asks.

“Yes, looking to see what, if anything, or what happened between us is reproduced.” You reply.

“And I have to let a man I don’t know fuck me, and see if I respond like with you?” She asks, “Unprotected, cumming inside, the whole nine yards?”

“Yes Kira,” you reply. “Not just once. And it would be helpful if you didn’t hate it, think of me or something when it happens. You get to pick the guy.”

“And you already picked the girl dad,” Kira said sarcastically. “The little blonde thing that has been poking around here? The one with the great ass and the tits bouncing everywhere?”

“They put people here for us to become comfortable with Kira, for both of us.” You reply, carefully. “There isn’t anything emotional, they are just trying to provide partners we will accept.”

“Maria also brought another father and daughter here, to try to talk them into having sex. He is a donor and she has Sperma Proclivitas, so another test.”

“They have been busy haven’t they?” Kira said, “Fucking Maria. she just doesn’t want us together.”

“She is trying to help Kira,” you reply, trying to calm your daughter. “The punishment for this is maybe twenty years in prison.”

You let that statement settle for a moment, it is sobering. Kira’s eyes get a bit red as she thinks about it, “twenty years dad? With all this going on?”

“I hate to say it, but yes. And that would certainly keep us apart.”

Kira looks at you and started to whimper, overcome at the thought of you in prison.

“If this works, that is a lot less likely to happen. If this sort of relationship provides a cure, they won’t be able to throw me in jail.” You reply, making this up, you have no idea what the government will do. The current President is a cheating asshole, but he pretends to be about family values for the sake of election wins.

“Ok dad, I will do whatever you need, and whatever they want me to do with the guy they picked for me.” She replies.

“You know who they picked?” You ask, she might have better control of her empathy than you do.

“Miguel, the guy they have been sending in here,” she replies.

“Mr. tall dark and handsome over there?” You joke.

“Yeah, he’s cute enough,” Kira replies. “He will do, but otherwise her would stand no chance with me. No chance in fucking hell.”

Maria pulls Joy and Miguel of to a corner of the facility. “These two have quite a good sense for people, maybe even an empathic ability, you have to concentrate, control your minds,” she instructed them. “Miguel, she is beautiful, but take it at her pace, keep it about her. If you hurry it too much or if you start having the wrong thoughts she will notice and reject you.”

“And make sure you take care of her needs, before your own.” Maria continued, “This has to work, this cannot be just about your cock.”

“Joy,” she continues, turning to the young intern, “Put on a smaller outfit, I have one a couple of sizes smaller for you. And go without undergarments.”

“And you are welcome to have the filthiest thoughts you can imagine.”

“How do you mean?” Joy asks, she is normally a bit shy, focusing on her education and career, but she has plenty of needs and personal fetishes.

“Whatever the most based of your desires, go there, I know John pretty well,” Maria continued. “He is as much of a sex starved dog as any guy you ever met. He will love it.”

“If you enjoy women, imagine a threesome including his daughter, I imagine that would probably get him going.”