All day, Ty went from person to person in his life, seeing who could be the most effective in spreading his delightful fetish, but none of the people were really that active or social. His parents stayed within their close circle of friends, his friends stayed close to him, even his siblings didn’t really have to right speak to truly make an effective patient zero for his virus. He kept thinking about it as he went to school, and it quite literally hit him. Square in the jaw. The wannabe frat boy that all the girls loved in his entire school, the dual athlete who captained both the swim and soccer team, Conner Redding. Ty picked himself up off the ground and gave him a piece of his mind.
“What was your bright idea there meathead? Do you want to get suspended?”
The jock just laughed at Ty and got a few elbows and shoulder bumps from the crowd surrounding him. He looked back at Ty and scoffed at him.
“Whatever loser, next time, stop being such a dumbass and maybe I can actually talk to you. Though, with your record, I don’t think that’s possible.” The group of jocks laughed as Ty got up and shoved Conner, running past the group as fast as he could. They might be athletes, but Ty is the best escape artist (and the powers help too).
Turning invisible and following the group at a distance so as not to be seen, he got to see his patient zero in great detail through each of the stages of his change. Ty watched Conner grab at his chest, seemingly hot and winded from just a little sprint down the hall. He scratched his head and his armpit before stopping, slightly embarrassed despite no one paying attention to him (except Ty). He worked his way over to the vending machines by the cafeteria and put bill after bill into it, getting as many snacks as he could. Ty wondered if he was actually going to eat them, but the bell stopped them from doing anything further. Class would start soon, so Ty couldn’t watch him any longer, at least, not while physically being there. He opted to…