A virus that transforms people who succumb to it into voluptuous sex-zombies. Dirty mischief ensues.

Chapter 1 by Cr4ck Cr4ck


Hello, this is my first story on this site and when I started out doodling it down during a boring bus trip I had no idea that it would get as big of a following as it now has and I really want give a big thank you to everyone who reads to it. (And if you do enjoy the story, please consider liking/subscribing to it and/or giving me a follow. It doesn't just go for me personally, it really helps, way more then you would imagine in motivating your favorite authors to continue adding chapters to your favorite stories :P). However I didn't write this story alone and I want to give credit where credit is due to all the other people who have contributed by different means.

First I want to thank all the people who have taken time out of their day to add chapters to the story, make sure to check out their chapters if you haven't already and give them a follow:

Queen Death

And a special shout out and thanks to Alias The Rat who has added more than 20 chapters to the story on his own

I also want to thank the people who have contributed in other ways outside of adding chapters:

Agoras - For helping me grammar check several of the chapters in the story
Anonymous - For helping with the siblings route
Omegah2o - For pitching the Cummings couple route

Again, thank you so much to everyone who's been involved in the story and to you who are reading it :P I also want to remind people again that I'm completely open to ideas for new routes so if you have a scenario that you want in the story but don't want to write it yourself, write down a short pitch and send it to me in a PM and we'll talk about it, the more details the better. Anyways happy reading :)


Robert sighed again, he had finally gotten alone with the abandoned project, CR-4CK, or "Crack" as he preferred to call it. It was originally supposed to be a new kind of aphrodisiac but the got project shut down once the severe side effects became apparent.

The substance was very dangerous. Once someone was affected by it, any extended amount of sexual arousal lead to severe mutations: infected men had their dicks grow to extreme sizes, often their balls as well, along with a severely increased sperm production. Women had their breasts and ass expanded to beyond realistic proportions and started producing milk, pregnant or not. Other changes such as lips getting fuller, hair longer and extreme orgasms had also been reported. Both genders' strength notably increased, even tho the mens were more apparent due to more vissible growth. Bodily needs were almost eliminated, food was no longer required, and bodily waste turned into sexual fluids such as cum to help infectees fulfill their new purpose. But most important of all, the behavior of the infected completely changed from their natural one, being completely replaced with the urge to have sex with anyone they could. The substance, or virus, now had one purpose: to reprogram anyone it infected into a sex crazed beast. The reasoning for Robert's nickname of he virus comes from the very unusual characteristic where a distinct"cracking" sound can be heard once an infected reaches the point of enough sexual activity. When someone get infected by it, nothing immediately happens however, once the "crack" happens mutation usually instantly starts taking effect, and is usually finnished within the next couple of seconds. Robert felt that this cracking sound pretty much symbolized the infected's mind snapping and ceasing to exist.

And now he finally had the formula in his hands. There were only a few samples, a handful of vials, all filled with a clear liquid. Robert had always been an odd one out among the facility's employees, usually being the butt of a joke or something worse. You would think that everyone would find their own crew at such a large complex, but no, he absolutely hated every single person he had ever talked to during his time here. He himself was no scientist, "only" the IT-guy who maintained the facility, controlled the cameras and so on. He was alone on the IT job as the eggheads upstairs didn't want to spend more money on his position. He had not even met most of the people higher up, yet he knew he hated them as well. He wanted revenge, yet he didn't know if he wanted this. He sat down on one of the empty boxes in the room, staring at the vials and thinking about what this would imply. He wanted to free the virus and turn all of the other assholes who worked there into sex-crazed zombies, no doubt about that. However he knew that once that happened, it was very likely to escape the lab and into the world. He also knew that there was a high likelihood of him falling victim to the virus himself in the end, but did he care? Maybe being a sex zombie wasn't so bad, he never got laid normally anyway so that would've been a step up at least.

So where do we go from here? Do we follow Robert or do we continue on an alternative path in the story?

Where do we go?

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