Dr. Jacks as well as the other scientist were all lying on the floor, dealing with the intense fever. Several of them had removed all their clothes, desperate for some respite to the heat. He and Simpson had elected to strip down to their underwear, somewhat apprehensive of letting it all hang out. As the minuets ticked by, they had begun to think that they would be spared the loss of their manhood, then the moaning began.
It started with one of the scientists moaning and rubbing a rapidly erecting member. Then another began to moan, as the firsts voice started to raise in octaves. Soon everyone, Simpson and Jacks included, were all letting out feminine moans as the changes came in. Their bones began to reshape, reducing their height and shrinking their hands and feet. Their faces rounded out, their lips plumping to be true cock sucking lips. Some of them had their hair color changed while growing to varies lengths. Their arms and legs lost muscle mass, becoming smooth and slim. Their waists collapsed in as their hips flared out. Fat then began to pool in their butts and breasts, as their penis' shrink. Jack watched as her fellow colleges masturbated to their new forms, spurred on by their changing hormones. looking over to Simpson, Jack watched as he rifled around her underwear while groping her own burgeoning breasts. She looked at Jack, tears in her eyes, too scared to admit a new truth. As Jack massaged what little of his dick remained, she knew, it's gone.
"It's gone." Bemoaned a guard in the hall of the facility, plunging into his new vagina.
"I can't believe those eggheads did this to us." Another guard said across from the first. He had heard the scientists talking about the virus that they had created, how the subjects would experience a debilitating fever before the changes, or lack of, took place. He had never suspected that they would use them as their own guinea pigs. As the halls could be filled with the moans of the newly made women and her bust continued to swell, there was only one thought on her mind. How big is he going to get?
"How big are we going to get." Moaned Mitchell, formerly Mick, as Jessica, once Joans, continued to suckle on Mitchell's porn star breasts.
"Don't know, but I hope we grow bigger." Jessica said before plunging back into Mitchell. Both had been gay lovers prior to their recent changes. In are world without women the two had found and came to love one another. Whether it was because they had always swung this way or that they desired that intimate closeness that could only be found in the arms of another, neither cared.
They had sought each once the fever had hit them, unaware of the changes that were to occur. Once it became clear that they were becoming women, they embraced it, changing their names and explore each other's new bodies. They knew that their new purpose was to sire a new generation of people that would be immune to the virus that wiped out the original women, but they didn't care. So long as they were allowed to have each other it would be fine.
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