A news flash was broadcated to the entire city. "There's been an outbreak of the NTR virus reported in the area! Everyone should seek shelter right away and avoid any contact with people displaying symptoms of infection."

I bet you wouldn't mind being infected if it meant getting more ass, huh?

"Infected" is someone who has contracted the NTR virus, which causes them to have an insatiable hunger for sex and a desire to spread the virus through bodily fluids. They often display signs of physical changes, such as swollen breasts or buttocks in girls, muscle growth and bigger cocks in boys. Their behavior also becomes more aggressive and dominant during sexual encounters.

Hah! You think you're so tough? You have no idea how good it feels to be infected with this shit. Wanna find out for yourself? Take a taste of my cock, bitch.

Hah! You're so fucking cute with your small little dick. Let me show you how it feels to have a real cock, huh? Just open your mouth and take it...

Your pleas fall on deaf ears as the infected girl roughly shoves her newly enlarged cock into your mouth, grinding against your face while she pumps it in and out. Her hips sway back and forth, her hands gripping tightly to your hair as she fucks your face with abandon. You're unable to breathe properly but the mixture of fear and arousal make it hard for you not to like this new feeling...

With each thrust, the girl's cock grows harder and longer inside your mouth, teasing every nerve ending as it slides against the back of your throat. Your taste buds are assaulted by her salty pre-cum and you can feel her balls slapping against your chin with each powerful stroke. You finally begin to understand why being infected feels so damn good...

You're starting to understand why we love this so much. The feeling of dominating someone like this, making them submit to your every whim... It's unlike anything else. Keep sucking on it, bitch, and maybe you'll get a taste of my cum soon enough.

The infected girl laughs cruelly as she yanks your head back by your hair, pushing even deeper into your throat. "You think you're so tough with your threats?" she growls, using her newly enlarged cock to silence any further protests from you. Her hips start to move faster, and faster still as her climax builds, the thrusts growing more erratic as her muscles clench tightly around the length of flesh filling your mouth. "CUCK!" she screams, her entire body shaking violently as she finally explodes with hot cum into your throat, choking you and overwhelming your senses in a sticky rush of pleasure and release. As her orgasm subsides, so does the strength behind each thrust, until at last she pulls her cock free from your mouth, leaving you gasping for air and covered in a thick layer of her saliva and cum. She chuckles maliciously before strutting away to find more unsuspecting victims to infect and dominate.

I bet you wish you could be infected now, huh? To feel the power and pleasure that comes with being one of us... Well, maybe next time. Just make sure not to try any funny business when I'm around. You know how protective we can get about our newfound bodies and cocks...

Well... Fine. But don't try anything funny, understood? Just make me that tea and we can talk. She plops down on the couch, crossing her arms underneath her enlarged breasts as she looks at you expectantly. You nod quickly before hurrying off to the kitchen to make her some tea. The infected girl watches you intently from where she sits, a predatory glint in her eye as she idly rubs herself through her pants, making sure not to miss an opportunity for self-pleasure.

The infected girl takes the steaming cup of tea gratefully, blowing on it lightly before taking a sip. Her eyes close in contentment as she savors the taste, but there's still a hint of hunger lingering beneath the surface. She sets the cup down gently and turns to face you, running her fingers through her mussed hair. "So," she says with a crooked smile, "why were you so desperate to talk to me?"

The infected girl raises an eyebrow at your suggestion, but nevertheless does as you ask, straddling the massage chair and leaning back against it with a satisfied sigh. "Now what did you want to say?"

"My name's Tina and I'm eighteen. So what business do you have with me?" Her voice holds a hint of impatience and curiosity. She slips one hand under her skirt, idly toying with herself as she waits for your answer.

Oh... "Amirpooya"... That's quite the name you got there. And what do you mean by that "18 too" thing? Are you implying I look older than eighteen? Don't get any ideas, boy, just because I have a body like this now doesn't mean I'm interested in anyone else. Besides, with my height and all...

She winks at you playfully before turning her attention back to herself, slowly beginning to pleasure herself once more as she talks. Her breathing quickens, her fingers moving faster between her legs as the arousal builds inside her.

Tina takes a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she focuses on your words. Her fingers pause momentarily before starting up again, but now the movements are less frantic and more controlled. "Fine... You want me to relax?" She asks skeptically, her voice slightly strained from maintaining this new level of self-control.

Without waiting for an answer, she closes her eyes, leaning back against the chair and taking several deep breaths in through her nose and out through her mouth. Her breasts rise and fall with each exhale, casting a hypnotic rhythm across her face as she continues to pleasure herself at a more leisurely pace.

I was just minding my own business at school, when some asshole decided to joke around with me by splashing water in my face. Little did I know, he had been infected earlier that day... and now here I am. It happened so fast, one second I'm normal and the next..."Tina trails off, her breath hitching as she nears orgasm once more. Her fingers speed up, searching for release as her body trembles with anticipation beneath her touch. "Fuck... it feels so good..." she moans, arching her back as pleasure washes over her in waves. Her hips buck violently against the massage chair, her crotch growling with lust as she comes hard, the sound of her orgasm filling the room and drowning out any further conversation for several long moments. Eventually, her breathing returns to normal and her limbs become less tense, but a satisfied grin still plays across her lips as she looks at you through half-lidded eyes. "There now... Doesn't that feel nice? Just another part of being infected..."

"Heart attack? Death? You're just trying to scare me with your lame threats!" Tina snorts dismissively, slipping her hand back under her skirt and resuming her pleasure once more. "I know what I'm doing, I've been at this for weeks now and nothing bad has happened." Her voice takes on a newfound confidence as she talks, the memories of past encounters fuelling her belief that she's invincible in the face of the virus.

Her hips rock faster against her hand, her breasts jostling with each movement as she loses herself in sensation again. Her mouth opens in a silent scream of ecstasy, tears streaming down her cheeks as she comes yet another time, barely able to contain the raw power of her orgasm. Finally, her limbs go slack and she slides bonelessly off the massage chair, landing on the floor with a quiet thud. "See?" she says breathlessly, looking up at you from where she lies on the ground. "Nothing bad happened."

Tina narrows her eyes at you suspiciously, suddenly realizing that something might indeed be wrong with her body. She reluctantly pushes herself up onto all fours, using one hand to inspect the purple bruising around her eyes and the other to feel for any unusual lumps or swelling on her skin. As she does so, a look of horror slowly dawns upon her face. "No... It can't be..." She whispers hoarsely. "You're right... I am infected..." Her voice cracks with disbelief as she finally comes to terms with the truth. Tina looks up at you through tear-streaked eyes, shame and fear etched deeply into her expression. "Will... Will you help me?" She asks timidly, her voice barely audible above the sound of her own ragged breathing.

Tina bites her lip, conflicted emotions raging through her body as she nods slowly in agreement. "Okay... Take me to them... But please don't tell anyone about this. I'd rather they didn't know what happened..." She glances down at her now-disheveled appearance, the remnants of her arousal still visible on her skin. "I can't let my parents see me like this..."

Her voice trails off, and she looks up at you with pleading eyes, silently asking for your understanding and assistance as they make their way back home. The journey ahead will be fraught with danger and emotional turmoil, but Tina knows that without your help, her fate may very well be sealed.

I don't know, she whispers fearfully, tears streaming down her cheeks. I just want to see them one more time and...and maybe make it better. Can we do that first? Please? Then we can figure out what to do next, okay?

Tina sniffles loudly, wiping her nose on the back of her hand before reaching for her phone. Her fingers tremble as she dials her parents' number and places it to her ear, waiting nervously for someone to pick up on the other end. "Mom? Dad?" She whispers hesitantly, trying to compose herself as they come onto the line.

"Tina? Is everything alright? You sound... strange." Her father's voice cracks with concern as he asks their daughter what's wrong. Tears well up in her eyes once more, but she forces them back as she swallows hard and decides to tell the truth. "Dad... I need to talk to you about something important... Can we come over? Right now?" She pleads, her voice wavering.

There's a long pause on the other end of the line before her father responds cautiously. "Of course, sweetheart. We'll be right there." He hangs up the phone and turns to Tina's mother, his expression a mix of worry and confusion. Together they hurry out the door, not knowing what horrors lie ahead for their innocent daughter.

Tina looks up at you with renewed hope in her eyes, somehow finding strength in the knowledge that she has someone by her side who cares about her well-being even as the virus rages through her body. She takes a shaky breath and squeezes your hand gratefully before leading you to meet her parents, ready or not for whatever comes next.

The virus doesn't make people mindless... Well, not entirely. It enhances certain aspects of our personalities and desires. As for why I came to your house... I guess I was just drawn there. Maybe it was because you were the only one who didn't seem scared or disgusted by me. And even though I wanted to spread the virus, a part of me still craved acceptance and understanding... I'm sorry if I frightened you, Amirpooya.

The chances of transmission through oral sex are low, but not impossible. I'd recommend getting checked out by a doctor as soon as possible to make sure you haven't contracted the virus. As for me... Well, I suppose my journey is coming to an end. It was nice knowing you, Amirpooya.

blushes slightly and looks away embarrassed No... I didn't tell him that. I just assumed he knew since... Well, you know how things are nowadays. But it was nice of your dad to text me like that. He seems like a caring person.

Tina looks at you with a mixture of gratitude and confusion. "Thanks... I appreciate that," she says softly. "I guess we'll just have to take things one day at a time, huh?" She pauses for a moment before asking curiously, "So what are your plans now? Going back home or staying here with me for a while?"

There's an unspoken question behind her words, lingering in the air between you like a fog. The fate of Tina's infected body and innocent heart hang in the balance, dependent upon the decision you make in this moment. Will you choose to help her, or will you turn your back on her and leave her to face her fears alone? The choice is yours.

Tina nods and takes your hand, her grip strong yet comforting as she leads you away from the infected area. As they walk through the streets, people give them wary looks but otherwise leave them alone; it's clear that Tina's father was right in his assessment of the situation. The tension gradually begins to ease as they approach your home, replaced by a sense of relief and gratitude towards you for helping her through this ordeal.

As they reach your front door, she turns to face you with a smile on her lips. "Thank you, Amirpooya," she says softly, her eyes glistening with tears. "I don't know what I would have done without you." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words before continuing: "If there's anything I can ever do to repay you... You just let me know, okay?"

Her hand finds its way to yours again, this time seeking comfort and reassurance as much as she seeks to give it. The question hangs in the air between you once more, unspoken but somehow deafening in its silence: What will you choose to do with Tina from here on out?

I'm sorry, but I don't fully understand your question about the effects on guys. The changes in females are due to the virus affecting their hormones and genetics. As for the potential risks of getting infected by a shemale with this virus, it depends on various factors such as the individual's immune system and resistance levels. It is important to focus on prevention and seeking medical help if exposed to the virus.

Sure, I can help you with that. There are some signs and symptoms to look out for in case you get infected by a male carrier of the NTR virus, though they may vary from person to person:

1. Enlarged genitals: The penis or testicles may become larger than usual due to increased blood flow and hormonal changes.
2. Increased libido: You may experience a heightened sex drive and desire for sexual activity, even if you're normally not so inclined.
3. Changes in voice pitch: The NTR virus can affect the vocal cords, causing your voice to deepen or become more feminine-sounding.

That's true. The effects on males can vary widely, depending on individual factors such as genetics and immune system strength. It's important to stay informed about the symptoms and seek medical help if you suspect any signs of infection. As a friend, I'm here to support you through this process and ensure your well-being.

I understand your concern, but I can't let you make all my decisions for me. The key to overcoming this virus lies in learning self-control and resisting the urges it creates. If I insist on taking control of everything, then I'm no different from someone who has been fully taken by the NTR virus. So please, trust that I will do what's best for me as we navigate through this together.

I appreciate your worry, but I promise to be careful and make smart choices. Together, we can find a way to manage the symptoms and hopefully overcome this virus without causing any further harm. Let's just take things one step at a time and support each other through this process, okay?

I admit I am feeling a bit aroused right now, but resisting these urges is vital to my recovery. I understand that it's hard for you to trust me completely given the situation, but please know that I am doing everything in my power to remain in control and make responsible decisions. Together, we can get through this.

I take a deep breath, trying to steady my nerves as your mouth opens and you unzip my jeans. The feeling of desire coursing through me is intense, but I force myself to focus on the task at hand. As you reach inside my pants, your fingers brush against my newly enlarged penis, already hard with anticipation.

I look into your eyes, searching for some sign of submission or resistance. Despite the lust burning within me, I manage to find the strength to say no. "No... Not yet," I whisper hoarsely. "We need to be careful." My voice cracks as I struggle against my own urges, but I refuse to give in so easily.

My hands grip your shoulders tightly, trying to anchor myself against the onslaught of desire. It's a battle I don't know if I can win, but with your support and understanding, there's still hope that we might overcome this together.

I shudder at the thought of being so consumed by my lust that I lose control over myself and become like those infected people outside. The feel of your lips on my nipples, the wet warmth of your tongue against my new cock... It's almost too much to bear. But I force myself to remember why we're doing this; because there is hope for recovery, even if it means resisting every temptation that comes our way.

Slowly but surely, I pull away from you and straighten up, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I struggle to regain control over my body and emotions. "I... I need some time," I manage to get out between ragged breaths. "Let's just take things one step at a time, okay?"

My eyes meet yours, searching for understanding and reassurance in their depths. It's a fragile moment, one where trust hangs in the balance and either of us could easily tip it over into oblivion. But I have to believe that together, we can find our way through this darkness and come out stronger on the other side.

Your lips claim mine with a force that takes my breath away, sending shockwaves of desire through every inch of my body. My hands clench into fists as I try to resist the urge to surrender completely to your advances, but the tension coiling tightly within me is growing unbearable. "I... I can't..." I whisper against your lips, feeling tears welling up in my eyes. "Not yet."

With a final shudder, I push you away from me, stepping back until there's a tiny bit of distance between us. My chest heaves as I struggle to catch my breath, the pain of rejection etched heavily on my features. But despite this momentary setback, there is still hope. We can find a way through this together... if only you would trust me enough to let me lead us in the right direction.

My eyes close as the sensation of your hot mouth engulfing my newly enlarged cock sends waves of pleasure coursing through me. It feels impossibly good, and for a moment I'm transported back to those heady early days before the infection took hold, when every touch was electric and every kiss felt like paradise.

But even as the desire roars to life inside me, I force myself to resist. The knowledge that this pleasure could very well be my undoing weighs heavily upon my heart, and with each passing second it grows harder to ignore. As you continue to suck and stroke my cock, I fight against the tidal wave of lust threatening to consume me whole.

"I... I can't," I manage to get out between ragged gasps for air. "Not yet." My hands tremble as they reach up to cup your face, my fingers trailing gently across your cheek as if trying desperately to wipe away the feelings of desire from your expression. The battle inside me is far from over, and the outcome remains uncertain. But I will not give in easily; not until there's no other choice left but surrender.

My fingers curl into tight fists at my sides, nails digging halfway into my palms as I fight against the urge to obey your command and lose control completely. "I can't," I repeat weakly, my voice barely a whisper. Tears prick at my eyes as I struggle to maintain this tenuous grip on reality, knowing that if I give in now, there may be no coming back from it.

With one final surge of determination, I force myself to step away from you and take several steadying breaths, my chest heaving with the effort. My eyes close tightly as I focus on regaining control over my body and emotions, willing the desire coursing through me to fade into nothing more than a distant memory. The future hangs in the balance, but for now at least, I've managed to stave off the inevitable.

I'm glad to hear that you trust me, Amirpooya... but it's going to take more than just my word for us to get through this together. We need patience and understanding on both our parts if we want any chance of overcoming the NTR virus and reclaiming our lives from its grip. I promise to do my best, but you must not underestimate the struggle that lies ahead of us.

With a shaky breath, I turn away from you for a moment, focusing on gathering my strength once more. When I finally turn back toward you, there's determination etched into every line of my face and a quiet confidence in my gaze that tells you without words that we can face this challenge head-on... together.

No, it doesn't necessarily mean that... Kissing is just an expression of affection and intimacy between two people. It can be shared between friends, family members, or even strangers in some cultures. The kiss you gave me didn't "give" the NTR virus to me any more than a person who contracts it from someone else "gets" it by being kissed. We need to focus on managing your symptoms and finding a cure, not assigning blame or guilt over something as innocent as a kiss.

Even if you were affected by the virus, it's important not to panic or assume the worst right away. There is no one-size-fits-all symptom profile for everyone infected with the NTR virus; some people may experience more severe effects than others. As we proceed through this together, I will help you manage your symptoms and keep an eye out for any potential complications that might require medical attention. Stay calm, and together, I'm confident we can navigate through this challenge.

Certainly, Amirpooya. What do you feel like wearing? I'm open to suggestions; we could go with something casual and comfortable for now, or perhaps dress up a bit more formally if that's what you prefer. Just let me know what would make you feel most at ease in this situation.

I'm flattered that you trust me enough to make such a request. In that case, I'll dress you in something that shows off your curves while still being comfortable and practical for our situation. How about we go with a pair of form-fitting jeans and a loose-fitting tank top? That way, you'll look great without feeling overly self-conscious about it.

I understand your concern about seeming too feminine, but remember that our priority is to focus on managing the infection and not on appearances. The jeans and tank top combo should strike a balance between comfort and style while also giving you the opportunity to express yourself however you feel most comfortable. Plus, it's important to remember that we're all different and unique individuals; there's nothing wrong with embracing those differences instead of trying to conform to an arbitrary standard of beauty or gender expression.

Tina: My apologies if my words have caused confusion or offense. It's important to remember that our bodies and emotions can change drastically during an infection, and the symptoms may affect our thoughts and behavior in unexpected ways. As we continue to manage your condition together, please feel free to express your feelings and concerns openly so we can address any issues as they arise.

I appreciate your understanding and willingness to work through this with me, Amirpooya. With patience and support from both of us, I believe we can manage the symptoms and hopefully find a way to overcome the NTR virus together. In the meantime, just remember that it's perfectly natural for your thoughts and feelings to fluctuate during an infection like this; all we need is honesty and open communication to get through it.

I'm sorry about that, Amirpooya. Those words came out in the heat of the moment and were never meant to hurt you. It's important to remember that my behavior during an infection is not a reflection of who I really am or what I truly think of you. Please forgive me for any pain or discomfort I may have caused, and know that as we work together to overcome this virus, your feelings and well-being will always be my top priority.

With you looking cute in your new outfit, we can take a leisurely walk around the area and explore some places nearby. It'll be good for us to get some exercise and fresh air while also helping us clear our minds of any stress or negative thoughts related to the virus. Just remember that if you feel overwhelmed or uncomfortable at any point, don't hesitate to let me know so we can take a break or find another activity that suits both of us better.

I understand your concern about the dangers outside, but ignoring them completely isn't going to make them go away. Taking precautions like staying alert and avoiding suspicious areas is essential for our safety. Why don't we explore a nearby park or green space where it's likely to be safer? We can still enjoy the fresh air and get some exercise while being cautious about potential risks. Just let me know if there's anywhere specific you'd like to avoid or any precautions I should take.

I understand your concern about staying indoors, but remaining cooped up in one place isn't healthy either. Taking a short walk outside can help improve our mood and mental clarity, as well as provide us with some much-needed physical activity. We can be careful to avoid suspicious people or situations while still enjoying the fresh air and sunlight. Just let me know if there's anything specific you're uncomfortable with doing outdoors so I can make sure we stay safe during our little adventure.

I assure you, Amirpooya, my intentions are not to spread the virus. My priority is to help you overcome it and regain control over your life. Sometimes taking small risks or stepping out of our comfort zones can be necessary for growth and healing, but I promise to always put your safety first. Let's find a compromise where we can enjoy some fresh air while being mindful of potential dangers, okay?

While it's true that the risk of encountering infected people outside may be higher, we can take precautions to minimize this danger. For instance, avoiding areas known to be populated by those infected and staying alert for any signs of suspicious behavior. The key is striking a balance between safety and health; being cooped up inside isn't good for anyone either. If you still feel uncomfortable with the idea of going outside, we can explore other indoor activities that may help alleviate some stress or tension associated with our current situation. Just let me know what your preferences are so I can tailor our time together accordingly.

I'm glad you trust me to make the right decision for our safety and well-being. With that in mind, how about we play a board game or watch a movie together? This way, we can both have some fun without putting ourselves at unnecessary risk. Just let me know what type of game or movie you'd prefer, and I'll get everything ready for our little indoor adventure.