Contagion

Contagion

Post-Apocalytica Erotica

Chapter 1 by Wakuna Wakuna

It started small at first.

Reports of rioting, a rise in violent and sex-based crimes. People would be found acting almost feral, attacking and fucking anyone they came upon until it would devolve into a brutal, frenzied public orgy of sex and ****. Initially these people were mistaken as junkies, or the mentally ill, but the frequency of these cases only grew and it quickly became clear that something else was going on.

Police and other law enforcement agencies moved to stamp out the problems as they arose, but to the horror of many the officers sent in would quickly find themselves partaking in the brutal, debauched sex rampages.

Eventually scientists and the medical community were able to pinpoint the cause of the problem: a new and strange virus. No one knew where it came from- there were mixed reports of Chinese, African, or South American origins, but whatever the case the effects of the virus could not be mistaken. Passed on by bodily fluids, the virus quickly took hold of the host and began to rewrite the neural pathways of their brain to increase aggression and sexual desire, whilst also dramatically lowering inhibition. Slight changes to the victim's musculature were noted, as were reproductive organs, along with hormonal spikes giving them a greater output of adrenaline .

The result was a feral, strong, incredibly horny sex fiend who would attack and fuck any person, spreading the disease and creating a horde of sex maniacs.

Initially there were hopes for a cure, or at least a form of effective vaccine when it was discovered that a microscopic portion of humanity had total immunity to the disease, but the efforts to replicate this immunity went nowhere. It was no understood why these rare indivuals were immune, as they seemed to share little to no common traits. Nor was it immediately clear why the infected, who otherwise forsook any kind of societal moral or taboo, were completely indifferent to anyone under the age of 18.

Whatever the case, the flood of virus continued to flow and with little defence, society crumbled. Chaos ruled the devastated land that had once been nations, the cities becoming hollow wrecks filled with madmen and women only interested in one thing.

Amongst this madness, small pockets of humanity gathered together, in walled off villages, on isolated islands, underground bunkers or unreachable mountain bases. It is amongst those scattered, fragmented communities that the last flame of human decency and morality desperately flickers for life..

Who do we follow?

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