Louis White came to with a pounding headache. The last thing he remembered was glancing into a window and then getting grabbed by... something. He slowly stood up and looked around. He was horrified at what he saw.
As a torn up hazmat suit landed on the ground, a member of the SWAT team started to scream as he tore his clothing off. Beneath was a long phallic member that was growing while his face contorted into what Louis could only assume to be either a squirrel or sloth.
Yards away, Ed Krevitz spasmed in the grasp of a bipedal wolf as his own body began to sprout brown fur with black bear-like claws.
To Louis' right, he saw the body of Eriksen lying dead on the ground with a headshot wound. A second body also lay on the ground yards from him as well.
Everyone else seemed to be shooting up in the air, but his suit on, he couldn't see clearly that high up.
"Holy shit!" he staggered back towards the home's backdoor as others started to approach from the other side of the house. Weapons were drawn.
"Identify yourself!" one shouted at him.
The weapon pointed at him kept him sober, even though he felt warmth, "My name is L-!"
Suddenly a number of shots were taken from a figure on a neighbor's roof. A number of needles hit the wolf, and a short time later the remaining infected were similarly tranquilized. One of the shots aimed at the SWAT passed by so close, it passed right between Louis and the gunman pointing his weapon at him. "What the fuck, Bobbi!" he turned around towards the shooter.
As the radio responded, "Take a breath. It was a clean shot," Louis had stumbled backwards through the screen door into the back of the house. He sighed. Great. Just great. He slowly pulled himself up, reaching up to adjust his suit and make sure there were no rips.
It was then that he noticed several slashes around his chest. "Shit," he swore. Quickly he clutched the holes tight and held his breath (as much as that would do anything) and then ran through the house towards the bathroom he passed earlier. He could hear the backdoor open. "Hey! Get back here! You- AH!"
Louis paused at the bathroom and glanced back. Even with the tranqs, the wolf-creature was still moving, and it had attacked the officer who had approached Louis. There were more gunshots. The wolf then slumped on top of the unconscious man, bullet wounds bleeding.
As others ran into the house, Louis quickly moved back into the bathroom and closed the door. As much as he could see through the plastic of the suit, he tried to get a good look at his face in the mirror. He looked like himself. For that, he breathed a great sigh of relief. The slices in his suit didn't seem to go to his skin, though his shirt was sliced too.
"Triple lock-down!" he heard a woman shout from outside.
His heart sunk.
"Triple lock-down!" he heard again from another voice.
They were setting up a major quarantine around the area until they could be sure who was an was not infected. If he didn't get out of here, he'd be stuck in this house for at least three days... assuming he didn't get infected in the mean time.
It was a strong security precaution, but there had been cases where those in the quarantine area got infected after the lock-down was put in place. "I'm not sick," he told himself. He had a wife at home he had to get to. He needed to escape.
He opened up the medicine cabinet and drawers. Upon finding some clear tape, he sealed up the holes in a manner to not be too obvious. Looking out the bathroom window, he noticed there was a large bush blocking most of the view, probably to prevent anybody from getting a look into the first floor bathroom from outside. Louis opened the window, climbed out carefully, and shut the window behind him. "Just keep thinking about Kara," he told himself. The idea of getting back to his wife was now all that was on his mind. He wanted nothing more than to get to him and make sweat passionate love. His blood pumped, and he started to sweat. This was the most excitement he had ever had on the job.
A group of others in hazmat suits walked passed the bushes. He slipped out and joined them from behind. The tension was causing his muscles to tense up. Some started feeling sore. Dear Lord, he was going to screw Kara like there was no tomorrow if he could just get out of here.
"Nobody enter the house," the woman in the lead said (though Louis didn't realize it was a woman until she spoke). "Anybody in there now will be extracted and kept in the backyard, but nobody is to get within 30 feet of them. Tranq them if they refuse."
"Yes, ma'am," several said.
"Somebody go to the van and let Rachit know the first perimeter is being formed," she said.
From the back, with nobody having a clear view of his face, Louis waved his hand and turned around, moving towards the vehicles at the front of the property.
Louis made it two blocks before he was able to slip behind a shed and remove his suit. He threw up. The tension was just too much. He was now feeling nausea and stomach cramping. He needed to relax.
Kara, he thought. Get to her.
His lust exploded. He desperately wanted her. And with a twitch, his ears started to grow ever so slightly. He ran as fast as he could, faster than he should had been able to. A part of his mind knew what was happening to him, but the majority of his mind didn't care.
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Kara White brought two bags of groceries into her apartment and put them down on the pass-through to the kitchen. As she was putting a bag of carrots into the fridge, she heard the front door open. She froze momentarily before looking up to see who was there.
It was Louis, mostly. He was taller however, nearly six and a half feet tall with strong lengthy legs. The long rabbit-like ears and white fur was also new. "Louis? Oh no! You're-"
He bounded to her and planted an awkward kiss on her with his ill-shaped lips. The smell penetrated her nose, and she instantly gave in to her own lusts. Her fading human mind admitted this was the best sex she had ever had.