Kylie moaned slighty as the aging man poked at her boobs with a cold, metallic rod. Her body still felt so new even after having sex with Nick. The man with a greying, balding head scratched his chin, his brown eyes peering at the girl in confusion.
Old Dr. Sanders had never seen anything like this, not even as a CDC team member who had tried to help in creating a cure. A talented geneticist, he had worked with viral samples for a while until the bimbo horde overran the Army Corp's last base.
"Now...Kylie... I'm going to need you to hold still for this part." he said, holding a pair of tongs with cotton on the end.
Kylie's whole body shuddered as the cotton wad began rubbing against her bare clit. This was standard precedure during the CDC cure search, arousing the infected victim until they cummed all over a cotton wad. Riley's moans reached a fever pitch as the rubbing got faster and harder, hitting a climax point as the 13 year old finally came.
The sample was more than enough to get work started.
Sanders gave Kylie a sanitary wipe and sent her into the spare clothes room to get dressed.
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Colin had paced outside the conjoined storage containers for hours before Dr. Sanders opened up.
"I think I've found something significant." Sanders said as Colin followed him inside.
"I would hope so, Doc." Colin replied.
Colin stepped inside the array of tables lined with microscopes and test tubes and sat down at a table cleared of everything except some papers.
"Here is the genome extracted from a regular bimbo's sexual fluids." Sanders said as he handed Colin one stack of papers.
"And here is the genome extracted from Kylie's fluids."
Colin looked over the two stacks until he found the same spot in both that was marked off with a red Sharpie.
"Doc... these areas are different. What is it and how is different in Kylie?" Colin asked.
"The area changed is the sequence of the virus which disrupts neurological function... makes bimbos stupid and lose memory." Sanders explained.
"In Kylie, this fragment of the genome has been rendered inert, keeping her from being reduced to a horny slut."
"I'm gonna assume this has something to do with.. her... getting... laid..." Colin said, gritting his teeth at the last part.
"Yes, it seems that Nick's genetic material mixed with the virus. Sexual contact triggered the virus, but his semen also caused genetic warping... do you have any idea what this means?" Dr Sanders said.
"... What, you seriously think this could be some kind of cure? Bimbo goop and jizz?" Colin said.
"I'll keep tabs on it." Sanders said.
"Hey Dr. Sanders, I'm dressed!" Kylie called.
Colin turned to see the 13 year old in a black bra visible through a white tank top with shorts so tight around her ass they barely made any kind of decency.
"Why are you dressed like that?" Colin asked.
"The other jeans and shorts in there ripped in the butt part when I tried putting them on, and this is the only shirt in here in my size." Kylie explained.
Colin facepalmed and groaned at at the torn up clothing.
"Well, there was a report of a raider settlement that cleaned out what was left of a clothing store, so I'll try and find something more.... restrained." the former gamer said.
"Can I go now?" Kylie asked.
"Take these papers and stay away from the guys." Sanders said.
Colin readied his gun as he went out with the group, catching a glimpse of Kylie bending over to pick up some papers she dropped, showing her massive ass hanging out of the shorts.
'Nick, you best pray I don't just shoot you after this...' Colin thought as he sighed heading out with the other gunmen to get more supplies.