Denise pulled back as the orderly who interrupted her was now in a daze as the furry virus ran through him. Her passionate kiss ensuring that his desire to flee would give in to sexual gratification. She smiled as the man was soon removing his clothing as his erection was rapidly forming. Denise soon approached him again, pulling them both to the wall as she allowed him to enter her feline entrance. The anthro Tigress furry sighed as she felt her folds getting spread, her tunnel filled. Wrapping her legs around the man as he soon started to thurst and pump his shaft; working for that sweet orgasmic release.
Picking up in tempo as brown fur exploded all over his body; a tail forming as his hand become paw like and his feet turn into feline like paws with retractable claws. He was turning into a anthro house cat furry as his face pushed out into a feline muzzle; his ears moving to the top of his head. Thrusting fast, the barbs on his feline cock causing Denise to moan and scream in ecstasy as her vaginal muscles clamped down and began milking the phallic shaft in here. The Orderly yowled in delight as he made one final thrust and empty the contents of his furry balls in Denise’s hungry womb.
“Huh huh huh huh huh huh,” Denise gasping as she felt every pulse and spasm deep within. She looked at the male and saw his eyes with blue with feline pupils. His whiskers fully formed and the runes on his wrists and ankles appearing. Denise unwrapped her legs and allowed him to pull out. The barbs eliciting another jolt of pleasure as his shaft exits her; followed by a trail of cum with her vaginal fluids as the penis retreats to its newly formed sheath.
“Thank you,” The new male furry purring in contentment; “but you still shouldn’t be here.”
“I’m a doctor,” Denise finally speaking as she rides her afterglow; “I have every right to be here. Plus I have security access.”
“But what are you doing here in the maintenance corridor,” The male furry looking at the tigress furry.
“Releasing this,” Denise holding up a cylinder of compressed gas; the last of her airborne furry virus she made this morning. “I intend to spread this gift to everyone here in the hospital, would you like to help?”
“What do I need to do,” the house cat furry looking at his fellow peer; the desire to spread the virus to as many humans over riding what ever ethical he might have.
“Make sure no one comes through the door we both came in,” Denise opening up a vent and tossing the cylinder in. Using her runes, she cracks open the metal object, allowing the aerosolized virus to travel through the ventilation system. “Now we watch the fun,” Denise putting the vent back together.
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Denise walked the hospital corridors as she could see doctor’s and nurses all in a state of carnal bliss. Like the hospice center she first tested her creation, the patients that were highly ill were unable to become furries as their bodies were already under stress. Mercifully their hearts gave out; unfortunately there were several automated code blue alerts blaring throughout the hospital. The several patients who were not severely ill or recovering were blessed in becoming furries. Denise even saw a mother who recently gave birth nursing her newborn; both already furries.
Denise paused as she saw a security officer mounting a nurse. He was turning into an anthro elk furry while she was becoming and anthro capybara furry. Both climax as runes appear on their wrists and ankles. The two soon parted from each-others embrace and began chasing down people who did not get infected. Denise surmised that the virus did not have time to mix fully with the air; further proving that releasing the virus into the jet stream is the best method of mass spreading. A male Cameleon furry approached her and planted a large kiss on her muzzle, Denise feeling pleased with herself, returns the kiss before pointing a furry finger to stop.
“I already have a mate, but that shouldn’t stop you from finding someone else,” Denise speaking as she can see the mild disappointment in the furrys eyes. “Don’t worry, you’ll find someone to breed with,” Denise smiling; “But first, you should help in silencing these alarms.”
She walked back to her office as the alerts soon died down. The sounds of furries rutting and mating in the hospital however hasn’t died down. Grabbing her phone she checks to confirm the time that the dinner party her mate is hosting will begin. Checking the time she nods to herself as she has time to head home have a shower and be at the restaurant in time for dinner.
“When everyone has settle down,” Denise smiling as she walks to the exit; “we’ll be ramping up production to make enough of the airborne variant of the furry virus to create infection hot spots all over the world.”