Avoiding the heavy traffic by going off-road in her jeep, and taking a shortcut Brittany typically used, you and Brittany were well on your way home as the sun began to set. Brittany turned the radio on at your suggestion as you listened to news on the Fusion Wave from around the world, on how approximately 93% of the human population had been transformed in various ways, not just fusions.
You and Brittany were still basking in the afterglow of sex until one of the radio channels your "bodymate" switched two detailed how the Fusion Wave caused temporary high levels of libido in some individuals. Your eyes widened and Brittany slammed the brakes. You weren't feeling horny at all anymore, and turned beet red, heart pounding in shock. You and Brittany simultaneously stuttered out meek apologies as the flustered cheerleader continued the drive to her house.
Driving through the chaparral road, you couldn't help but gasp in awe (Brittany did so too, just mentally) at the affected wildlife. You look up for a moment and saw a murder of crows flew overhead, though about 9 of its members had transformed into harpies of some sort, with varying scales of human characteristics - ranging from girls with claws, bird wings, and sparse feathers to full-on anthropomorphic (furries, dang-it) crows. They didn't look like fusions, judging on how they "cawed" and flew with ease. Realizing they were entirely naked, you blushed as Brittany cleared her throat, and diverted your eyes back to the road.
Mere seconds after you put your eyes on the road again, Brittany swerved out of the way to avoid a creature that wandered into the spotlights, causing the jeep to drift, and almost flip over. As the dust settled, coughing, you and Brittany both caught sight of a cowering figure, also coughing and covered head to toe in dust, in the headlights. It was a two-headed bunnygirl. You both saw their two meek faces as the rose up to look at you, cautiously, before covering their eyes from the jeep's headlights with their fur-covered right arm. They were not completely a furry - their body was clearly based on the form of a young, voluptuous woman. It, however, had six, decently large breasts, and a coat of light brown fur covering its entire body - thicker around their lower legs and forearms and hands, and lighter on their torso and faces. Their faces were almost completely human, apart from their noses, clearly those of rabbits, twitching cutely, but nervously. Other rabbit attributes, besides their fur, were the enlarged rabbit paws/feet that replaced their hands and lower legs that (hopefully) helped them to move around, the round, puffy, dirty white rabbit tail that could be seen right above their buttocks, and the long brown rabbit ears that took the place of where human ears normally should have been.
Apart from those attributes, the only other thing really was the massive rod sticking out of the two girls' shared crotch. At full mast, the uncircumcised human male schlong reached up to their top pair of breasts as the two girls crouched. Coated in dust (yeo-owch), it was oozing yellow-ish precum.
You thought the two girls were pretty cute, but Brittany seemed to think even more highly of them - she squeezed her legs together when she realized she was getting wet again.
Wanting to know if the two were okay, and if they were a fusion of a rabbit and a human or if they were just the transformed result of one or two affected rabbits, you called out and asked them if they were okay.
The already frightened rabbit-girls' eyes widened as they quietly gasped and got on their feet, with the help of their paw-hands, to run away on their rear legs. They made it a short distance before they stumbled and fell, their penis slamming into one of their heads' chins. Wincing, they caught themselves with their front paws as both of their heads looked back at you, Brittany and the jeep before quickly looking away, blinded by the light as they fled on all fours, bushy tail way up in the air just like a rabbit would, presenting their mostly fur-covered but still exposed anus, vagina, and rather large, flopping testicles to you and your bodymate. Their path was marked by a trail of small globs of dust and sand-covered pre-cum.
You and Brittany were both concerned for their well-being, but it was getting dark, and not knowing if there were hostile transformed creatures hidden in the darkening bushes of the chaparral (coyotes came to mind), and having heard that mass riots and general unrest were currently gripping most urban populace around the world, causing persecuted mutants to flee into rural areas (and potentially their persecutors as well), you and Brittany, with a sigh, turned the jeep around, and with an even more damp thong than before, continued to head to Brittany's house.