There's no cure
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I’d seen stories on the news about the slut flu spreading overseas. But in a few short weeks, it was at my door. Literally. “Let us in, Mark.” Giggling. “We want to pick your big dick in our mouths.” More giggling. “And pussies.” “We got pussies now Mark, and they feel so good!” “But they’d feel better with you dick in them!” I let them in. I mean, they were my buddies, although I could barely recognize them. The slut flu had transformed them into hot, needy chicks that are then driven by a voracious need to find me to suck and fuck. A split second after I opened my door, their mouths were on me. They made me cum so fast! They don’t relent though, and I feel myself becoming one of them as my frame shrinks and my pecs become perky boobs. The dick they wanted so much becomes a bare pussy. Still my friends lick on worshipping my new body until I pass out. When I wake, there’s only one thing on my mind. I must go find a man and infect him with this wonderful virus.