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The Futa Infection (FutaFanatic & Morgan Lockheart)

Morgan Lockheart

Morgan Lockheart

Super-Earth
Joined
Oct 16, 2017
Location
UK
The Pride of Mercia floated heavily in space, a giant ship designed for shipping freight across the galaxy, it had a small crew of about thirty and cargo holds big enough to store several cruise liners in them. It was an old ship and had been in service a great many years, flying between star systems, dropping off and picking up everything from consumer electronics to herds of livestock. Despite its busy routine, activity on the ship was low and had become boring in recent years. So when a distress call had come in not far from their trade route had come in, the captain had issued an order to investigate.

The call had come from an abandoned ship, derelict and floating lifelessly in space. The remaining crew on board were dead from an apparent reactor leak. What was strange though was that there appeared to be no natural cause for it. Their engineer, Daisy Reynolds, had filed her report that the ship's radiation leak had been caused deliberately, for no apparent reason.

Leaving the ship, they had picked up what cargo they could from it along with the body of one of the crew that had appeared to have suffered some strange mutations. Agreeing to keep the body under strict quarantine, Dr Amanda Grant had shipped the body to their rudimentary laboratory for examination. Once it was confirmed that the body was harmless and carried no harmful infections, it had been left in the lab for her to dissect at her leisure. Being an object of curiosity on an otherwise boring cargo run, she had become used to entertaining members of the crew as they came past to look at it.

Today she was sat at her desk, her standard issue shirt and slacks covered with her customary labcoat and her auburn hair tied back into a ponytail. She sat at her desk writing notes while preparing to open up the body. Knowing her luck though, she was likely to be interrupted just as she was about to start.
 
Thanks to the chaos and more that had gone on the ship, many of the footage and files about the last few hours of the crew was left undocumented, leaving it to speculation as to what happened on the ship, and what Amanda would soon find out is the crew intentionally sabotaged the ship in an attempt to stop the virus from spreading, having found out the cause a little too late, leaving the ship overrun by chaos and yet again no documentation was left behind as within an hour the leak spread through the ship and killed everyone before being vaccuumed out into space until the air was once again safe to breath.

And the copse before her was only one of the many to pick from, surely one of the first to encounter whatever caused the panic on the ship, which laid dormant, a female corpse, no disfigurement or anything as she lay on the cold slab of the operating table. What she would soon find would either peak her curiousity more or disgust her, either way she would soon find the radioactivity did nothing to stop the potential to spread the virus to other victims.
 
Amanda began the procedure by removing the flightsuit from the body, using a scalpel to peel the layers of clothing off of the female corpse. It showed signs of exposure to vacuum, probably killed by the cold of space. Nothing appeared different from previous cases like these until she removed the body's undergarments.

There, under the insulated layers and standard issue pants was a large, fully formed cock. Even in this state, it appeared to be firm and quite broad. Amanda was surprised, not expecting to see such a thing. She lifted it gently, examining it closely.

"Subject has a large penis approximately eight inches long that appears to have grown from just about her vaginal entrance," she reported to the recorder. "From the marks around it, it appears to be a recent mutation, perhaps caused by whatever fate befell the ship's occupants..."

She would have said more had the cock not suddenly have exploded in her hand, thick white cum splattering all over her curious face. Amanda recoiled in horror, a small drip of the cold fluid slipping onto her lips. She wiped it away immediately and ran from the corpse, pressing the quarantine button to seal the body behind a glass partion. The panels slid into place rapidly as the doctor washed her face in the sink. She felt so embarrassed. Not only had she been so complacent that she forgot standard procedure, she managed to have a corpse's mutant cock cum over her. All she could hope was that nobody entered while she was in such a compromising state.
 
For the most part she was left alone to examine the body, lea ing her to inspect every bit of it as she worked it out of the suit. However, even as she unveiled the thick organ it twitched, almost as acting on its own, waiting to feel the presence of warmth or something living. Shortly after Amanda had pushed the button, a small alarm was blaring, something that rarely occurred when she was working on something. As such her assisant, Emily had come into the room, avoiding the quarantined glass as she approached Amanda."Is everything alright Ms. Grant?"The woman called out as she moved closer to the doctor, eager to find out what had happened, more importantly if the woman was ok. "Did something happen..?"She asked, a look of concern on her face as she watched the woman washing her face.
 
Amanda dried her face and looked up to see Emily standing next to her, a concerned look on her face. She paused for a second, as if she did not recognise her at first but then she smiled and shrugged.

"I'm fine thank you Emily," she replied. "Just freshening my face. This specimen from the the wreck is confusing me. She looks like she died from the vacuum of space but it's this strange... mutation I can't explain."

Inside, Amanda squirmed. Why had she lied? Why had she not said anything to her about the accident? Why was she not already confining herself to quarantine? All of these things she would have done immediately but now... now there was some strange sensation she could feel, something that felt good. She could not tell how but she just knew that if she reported the accident or did anything about it, it would be taken from her. She didn't understand it and she wanted to know more.

"Have you ever seen anything like this Emily?" she asked, pointing to the body's strange appendage.
 
Emily looked to the woman as she spoke, explaining what was happening, something emily believed as she knew Amanda never to lie, especially about things like this. However she looked at the corpse, a clear as day, well endowed busty female, only she had a strange cock between her legs, something that made her look on in a bit of shock and horror."W-What kind of virus or parasite could cause that...?"She mumbled with a rough swallow. She was a bit fascinated by the fact that such a thing existed, but horrified all the same about that fact alone. Part of the girl wondered if that was the cause of the chaos on the ship.

Emily took a breath and turned her attention back to Amanda."Is that why you quarantined it off again?"
 
"I have no idea if it's what caused the disaster," replied Amanda, staring at Emily, "I didn't get a chance to examine it long enough."

She was feeling hot and uncomfortable. Although she appeared fine, she couldn't stop herself from looking at Emily, examining her with her eyes. Was she wearing her clothes a little differently today? More... slutty than usual? Amanda couldn't tell but there was something about her.

"I've never seen anything like that mutation, I have no idea what might have caused it. Shame... it looks kind of... hot..."
 
Emily noticed nothing as the woman spoke, explaining her infatuation with the mutation all while staring at Emily, something she had yet to notice. However as the woman Spoke, pointing out how she thought the appendage was hot, Emily swallowed a bit as turned and looked to Amanda."W-Wait what...?"She asked, swallowing bit, unsure what was going on, but was unsure to question the woman more."You sure you're ok Amanda..?"
 
Amanda didn't reply at first, she was still busy staring at Emily's lips, her body, hidden away under her clothes. She realised how much she wanted to see Emily naked, wondered what it would be like to touch her...

Her breathing had become shallow and despite the situation, she was becoming incredibly turned on. She loosened her collar, unbuttoning the top of her shirt slowly, trying not to groan in increasing ecstasy.

"I'm fine..." she lied, "I was just thinking about how hot it would be to have a big... hard.... throbbing... dick!"
 
Emily was looking at the glass, trying to figure out what was happening, especially given the strange fluid she now noticed covered the victim that was not there earlier. She was concerned and confused as well with the way Amanda was not acting, finding herself more interest in the feeling of a cock, rather than figuring out the cause of the mutation, to study it and find a possible solution were it to ever occur again. When she spoke up once more the woman shivered a bit and swallowed, shaking her head some as she shut off the lights."L-Lets get you to your room..I think you should rest for now and come back to this later..."
 
Amanda seemed to come to her senses for a moment and nodded. There was something strange in the room that she couldn't explain. Was the mutated body affecting her in some way?

"Yes, you're right..." she murmured. "I probably should lie down for a bit."

The doctor's quarters were only a few corridors away, through a couple of turns and into the crew area. At this time of day there were only a few people around, most of them were out on shift. Amanda got a room all to herself which despite being small, was still homely. There was room for her bed and a small kitchenette and her belongings but not much else. For some reason, the thought of getting Emily alone in her room made her shudder. There was a heat coming from her sex that she could not explain but that she also did not want to let go of.

"Please help me, I'm feeling a bit light headed," she asked Emily as she pressed the switches to turn off the warning alarms and keep the lab quarantined once they left.
 
She smiled a bit, agreeing with a nod as she followed along to make sure the woman had made it to her room and her bed alright. Bella Was growing a bit more concerned at the moment, unsure what brought on the strange behavior, not wanting to think or believe the woman had been infected, surely there was no such virus that could bring such an immidiate change.

She watched the woman as she moved, clearly affected by something, be it shock or just unease. Though as the woman spoke up, asking for assistance Emily nodded a bit as she moved to the woman's side, letting Amanda lean into her as she helped guide the good doctor to her room, hoping she was just feeling a bit nauseous from whatever had happened.
 
The two of them made their way towards Amanda's room. The doctor was able to walk but she was feeling unsteady and although something was affecting her, she couldn't stop smiling along the way. She was aware of Emily's closeness, could feel her nearby and something stirred in her. She wanted her, wanted her body pressed up against her own, naked, sweaty and strangely... she wanted to be in her...

Once they were inside her room, Amanda felt warm, a heat rising from her nethers like nothing she'd ever felt before. She needed to be close to her, needed Emily to be... naked. She lazily unbuttoned the rop of her suit and tried to appear calm.

"Thank you so much for taking me home," she purred, "Please make yourself comfortable..."
 
Emily paid no mind to the way she walked acted and more, hoping she was just feeling lightheaded or something from exposure. Though she was more than ready to hit the quarantine button if she needed to isolate the woman, just in case. However when Amanda unbuttoned part of her suit, Emily swallowed a bit with a smile. She bit her lip as the woman spoke, wanting her to feel comfortable, something the woman was not all for, wanting to get to cleaning and managing the contaminated corpse in the medical wing. She could tell something was definitely off but she couldn't figure out what."Are you sure you're okay..?"
 
Amanda could feel a pressure within her, something was happening to her body but she did not cry out. If this was meant to be wrong, it felt so right. Her sex was alive and burning with a pleasure that felt like the most intense orgasm either. With a groan, she doubled over.

"Ohhh...." she cried, "so good...!"

As she rose back up, she looked over at Emily, her eyes burning with lust. A desire for her blossomed within her and she wanted, no needed Emily's body. She longed to touch her and be next to her.

Slowly at first and then becoming more apparent, a bulge was forming in Amanda's pant leg. Something thick, long and hard was growing, pressing hard against the fabric, distorting it. Amanda wanted to get naked, wanted to strip Emily naked too. Her desire was becoming harder to contain with every inch the thing grew.
 
Emily was watching as the doctor moved groaned and more, clearly bothered y something. However she couldn't figure out what, not looking down to notice the growing bulge as the woman began to speak, clearly something growing inside her as she blushed and more."A-Are you sure you're ok Amanda..?"She asked softly with a breath as she moved closer to the doctor, unsure what was going on, though had no hint that it was anything like what was currently happening within the woman as she struggled to contain herself. With another breath, Emily reached over, resting a hand gently on her shoulder."Amanda..?"
 
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