Rick ran inside and called 911 on his cell phone.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"I need an ambulance, maybe two. My parents and my aunt and uncle, they're…" He paused for a moment. He couldn't say his mother and aunt just grew giant animal dicks and keep having orgasms, or that his uncle was turning into some kind of insatiable feminized rat thing, could he? The operator would definitely take that as some kind of sick joke and hang up. He felt himself flush. "They're sick."
"Can you tell me what the symptoms are?"
Spontaneous orgasms furthering weird body transformations. Libido driven through the roof, loss of inhibition.
"They're…uh, high sensitivity...um, confusion, they're having convulsions…"
"Have any of them ever had seizures before?"
"No, no, I don't think so."
"Do they have a fever?"
"I don't know, I didn't check."
"Okay, I'm going to dispatch ambulances your way. What's the address?"
Rick gave the dispatcher the address and hung up. He took a heavy breath. He felt a little queasy, like his stomach was turning in knots. He hurried into the bathroom, turned the faucet on, and splashed cold water on his face. He closed his eyes and did it again. He breathed deeply again, held it for a few seconds, then let it out slowly. He reached for the hand towel to dry his face. Halfway through, he felt something on the towel, something sticky. He opened his eyes slowly and dropped the towel. In his hurry he hadn't noticed the disorder. The shower curtain was partially torn down and a couple of towels were on the floor. Strings and streaks of a slimy off-white fluid were slung across the open toilet seat, the bathtub, and even the wall. He felt his stomach drop even as a twinge stirred in his groin.
This was cum. A lot of it.
Is this where his uncle had suffered the changes that had warped his body?
He shuddered and groaned as his dick suddenly grew hard and he came in a sharp orgasm that oozed through his pants. His eyes snapped open. "Oh shit, it's happening to me, too, it's...unhhh!" A second orgasm ripped through him when his dick rubbed against the cupboard under the bathroom counter, leaving him panting. He had never had two orgasms like that before.
He knew in that moment he'd been wrong about his uncle Will.
He hadn't suffered any changes at all.
He had probably enjoyed them all.
He looked at himself in the mirror and steeled his resolve. "I can do this. Okay. I can do it. I can hold out for the ambulances. I...I can…I..." He trailed off as he felt the bizarre sensation of flesh parting with a wet squelch just below his balls as they withered a bit. His thighs rubbed together and he felt a building feeling of pleasurable tension within himself. He watched with a mix of horror and fascination and arousal as his ears began growing pointed. He clenched the countertop as a new kind of orgasm rolled through his whole body and the new orifice under his balls clenched and squirted, drenching his pants. He collapsed onto the countertop, giving himself a few moments to gather himself before looking in the mirror again. "I'm in trouble, aren't I?"