Sam gulped as she shook herself, she needed to get a grip otherwise she was going to end up furry like the rest of the student body. But she shivered a bit from the animal musk that was still lingering in the air, making her vividly imagine one of those leonine studs bending her over one of the desks that were so common in the school and pounding her plump ass into oblivion. Though the tightness of her clothing snapped her out of it when she realized her hefty cock was stiffening again, making a clear bulge in her CDC uniform. She reddened as she moved onward, she needed to get far away from the source of that temptation. She’d been here for long enough for people to not get suspicious… she decided to head for the nurse’s office before she did something she regretted.
The nurse’s office wasn’t hard to find with all the signs pointing to it across the school’s halls. Thankfully, she hadn’t run into another one of the Gay Pride infected students, but… she felt a bit of trepidation as she paused in front of the doorway. From that 8chan post… it was very likely the nurse was one of the infected. Hopefully he wouldn’t be there and she could just sneak in and find it…
But as Sam crossed the threshold, she felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. The nurse was in residence and… what a nurse! The anthropomorphic lion sat behind the nurse’s desk, a set of glasses sitting on his square muzzle with a cord going around to the back of his head to keep them on. With… no other clothes hiding his form. He lounged in the chair with a lazy grace, his stunning musculature on full display. This lion seemed a bit… older than the rest, his build just a bit less clean than the rest, his arms and legs noticeably thicker with his abs being distinctly less defined. His pitch black mane speckled with grey, thick fur going almost down to the top of his abs, added to the image, this lion was definitely… mature. And it took all Sam had to keep herself from throwing herself onto him immediately from the masculine scent concentrated in the room. It was somehow even stronger than the other Gay Pride lions, focused and matured…
As the nurse looked up, a bit of a sly grin crossed his muzzle, pearly white fangs on display as he stood up, revealing a stiff cock protruding over a foot from his groin, partnered with a heavy set of balls that would rival Sam’s. “So… do you need help with something?” he asked, his voice a deep, rumbling baritone with a hint of a growl that almost made Sam’s shaft burst through its confinement.
She needed to get a grip! She could control herself better than this, what was… oh no. She realized what was going on. This… this was a Daddy. There wasn’t an infection for it or anything, but… her Femboy body lusted for figures like this. Older men in their prime, experienced and knowing just how to fuck to get her moaning. Flustered, she couldn’t stop words from tumbling out of her mouth. “I, um, I was… looking for a s-sample of Gay Pride and thought this was the place to look for it,” she said in a sudden rush. She fought with her lust addled mind for a few seconds before cursing it, she’d just spilled everything! He probably thought she was here to get rid of the source!
Though… the nurse didn’t seem suspicious, just… amused as the same sly grin stayed on his muzzle as he prowled closer, Sam’s frame shivering from pent up desire. “Huh. So… a CDC member wants the source of an infection? Normally, I would be pretty suspicious, but…” he took a deep sniff through his muzzle, “I can smell just how much you want it. Or… me. In this case they’re the same thing,” he said with a fanged grin, “Don’t worry. We’ll have you as a furry stud soon enough. I’m a little curious to see how the Femboy infection interacts with it to be honest. Usually we like our men a little more… muscled, but I wouldn’t mind if you kept that ass.”
As the lion reached Sam, he began to circle her predatorily, the lion’s golden eyes making her knees weak. It took a few moments to realize what he’d said. Wait! No, she didn’t want to get infected! She just wanted a sample! But… would it be so bad? It’d be worth it to get fucked by this hunk… If she joined his pride, she bet she’d be able to get real close to him… Gah! No! Stupid Femboy mind! She struggled to keep her composure as the mature lion brandished a vial from somewhere, filled with something Sam recognized as cum immediately. She’d dealt with way too much of it in her time as a CDC worker. There it was! A sample of infectious Gay Pride semen, she just had to… resist.
But as the lion loomed over her, guiding her over to the desk, she didn’t know if she wanted to. “Now… lie over that desk there,” the nurse rumbled out, “We’ll just use this as a bit of lube and you’ll be growing fur before you know it.”