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Victoria strolled along the winding paths of Central Park, the late afternoon sun warming her skin. She wore a tight white tank top that clung to her full breasts and a pair of short denim shorts that barely covered the tops of her thighs, the frayed edges teasing with every step. The park buzzed around her—joggers passing by, tourists snapping photos, distant city traffic—but her attention was locked on her phone. She swiped through her feed and suddenly stopped in her tracks, eyes widening at a breaking news headline: “FUTANARI VIRUS OUTBREAK CONFIRMED IN NYC: Health Officials Warn of Rapid Genital Growth via Bodily Fluids” The article described a mutated virus that only affected women. Exposure to the saliva or cum of an infected carrier triggered aggressive, permanent changes: her clit would swell and lengthen into a thick, fully functional cock, accompanied by the growth of heavy balls, while her pussy remained intact and even more sensitive. It spread quickly through kissing, oral sex, or any exchange of those fluids. Symptoms started within minutes and stabilized over a few hours. Victoria’s cheeks flushed as she read on, her thumb scrolling slowly. It sounded insane—like something out of the wildest online fantasies she’d secretly read late at night. Part of her wanted to laugh it off as a hoax, but the accompanying statements from health officials and blurry eyewitness reports made it feel terrifyingly real. A strange heat bloomed low in her belly at the thought. She shifted on her feet, the denim of her short shorts rubbing against her thighs and the thin fabric of her panties. Victoria bit her lip, her heart beating faster. She slipped her phone into her back pocket and continued walking deeper into the park, the warm sun on her skin and the gentle breeze teasing the hem of her tiny shorts. Her mind raced with possibilities she didn’t dare voice out loud. Deeper into the park, she entered a long pedestrian tunnel that cut beneath a busy road. The arched stone walls muffled the outside noise, leaving only the echo of her footsteps and the dim, cool light filtering in from both ends. It was quieter here, almost secluded. She walked halfway through, her mind still spinning with the news, when suddenly— Strong hands grabbed her from behind. Victoria gasped as she was slammed against the cool tiled wall, her breasts pressing hard into the surface. A woman—tall, wild-eyed, and clearly crazed with lust—pinned her there with surprising strength. The stranger’s body molded against Victoria’s back, hot and insistent. “Fuck… you smell so good,” the woman growled, voice husky and trembling with need. One arm wrapped around Victoria’s waist, holding her firmly in place, while her other hand reached around and boldly squeezed Victoria’s breasts through the thin white tank top. She kneaded them roughly, thumbs brushing over her hardening nipples, sending unwanted sparks of pleasure through Victoria’s body. The woman was breathing heavily against her neck, almost panting. “I need it… I can’t stop… the virus… it’s making me so fucking horny all the time.” Her hips ground forward, pressing something thick and hard against Victoria’s ass through the denim shorts. The crazed woman pressed against her back, breathing hot and ragged. “Fuck… I need this,” she growled, voice thick with uncontrollable lust. Before Victoria could react, the woman slipped both hands under the hem of her white tank top, shoving the fabric up roughly. Warm palms engulfed her bare breasts, squeezing and groping them greedily. The woman kneaded the soft flesh, fingers digging in, thumbs circling and pinching her nipples until they stiffened. At the same time, the bulge in the woman’s pants—already prominent—throbbed and grew noticeably harder against Victoria’s ass. The stranger ground her hips forward in slow, insistent circles, letting Victoria feel every inch of the thick, lengthening cock swelling inside her pants, pressing insistently between her cheeks through the thin denim shorts. “Ah—stop!” Victoria gasped, squirming and struggling to push away from the wall. She twisted her hips and tried to shove the woman’s arms off her chest, but the infected stranger was far too strong, refusing to let go. Her grip on Victoria’s tits only tightened, groping them more possessively as she moaned against her skin. The woman latched her mouth onto the side of Victoria’s neck, sucking hard. Wet, hungry lips and tongue worked the sensitive flesh, leaving a dark hickey as saliva coated her skin. The sensation sent unwanted jolts of heat straight down Victoria’s body. Victoria kept struggling, panting and pushing back against the woman’s weight, but the stranger only pinned her harder, grinding that growing bulge rhythmically against her ass while her hands continued to maul her exposed breasts under the pushed-up tank top. The woman suddenly spun Victoria around with surprising strength, slamming her back against the tiled wall of the tunnel. Victoria’s white tank top was already shoved up above her breasts, exposing them completely. Before she could push her away, the crazed woman dropped her head and latched onto one of Victoria’s nipples. Hot, wet suction enveloped the sensitive peak as the woman sucked hard, tongue swirling and flicking greedily. At the same time, her hand slid down between Victoria’s thighs, rubbing firmly over the crotch of her tight denim shorts. Fingers pressed and stroked along the seam, grinding the fabric against Victoria’s pussy with insistent pressure. “Mmmph—fuck, these tits are perfect,” the woman moaned around the nipple, switching to the other one and sucking even harder, leaving it glistening with saliva. Her palm rubbed faster, heel grinding against Victoria’s clit through the denim while her thick bulge—now rock-hard and straining—pressed against Victoria’s thigh. Victoria gasped and squirmed, hands pushing at the woman’s shoulders. “Stop—please, I—” But the woman refused to relent, pinning her firmly with her body weight as she continued devouring her breasts and rubbing her crotch with feverish hunger, spreading more of her infected saliva across Victoria’s skin. The woman kept Victoria pinned against the tunnel wall, her mouth still latched onto one glistening nipple. She suddenly slid her hand down the front of Victoria’s tiny denim shorts, slipping easily under the waistband and beneath her panties. Her fingers found Victoria’s bare clit and began rubbing it directly in firm, hungry circles. The touch was slick with the woman’s own arousal as she stroked faster, pressing and teasing the sensitive bud with expert pressure. Victoria gasped sharply, her body jerking at the intense contact. “N-no—ah!” Before she could protest further, the woman lifted her head from Victoria’s breasts, grabbed her chin, and crushed their mouths together in a deep, aggressive kiss. Her tongue pushed past Victoria’s lips, invading her mouth with wet, desperate hunger. Saliva mixed freely as she kissed her hard, moaning into Victoria’s mouth while her fingers never stopped rubbing her swollen clit inside the tight confines of the shorts. The infected woman’s thick bulge throbbed insistently against Victoria’s thigh as she devoured her in the messy makeout, fingers working Victoria’s clit faster and harder, spreading warm, virus-laden saliva with every swirl of her tongue. The woman’s tongue swirled hungrily against Victoria’s, the deep makeout growing messier as saliva coated their lips and chins. Her fingers kept rubbing Victoria’s clit in tight, slick circles under the denim shorts, sending sharp pulses of unwanted pleasure through her core. For a moment, Victoria’s resistance faltered. A soft, involuntary moan escaped into the woman’s mouth. Her hips twitched forward, pressing her clit harder against those insistent fingers as her tongue tentatively brushed back. Heat flooded her body, nipples aching, pussy growing wetter under the assault. Then reality crashed back in. The virus. The headline flashed in her mind — saliva, cum, rapid genital growth. She was literally swallowing the infected woman’s spit right now. Panic surged through Victoria. She jerked her head violently to the side, breaking the kiss with a wet smack. “No—stop! Get off me!” she cried, pushing desperately at the woman’s shoulders and chest. She twisted her hips, trying to dislodge the hand still buried in her shorts, but the woman’s fingers only pressed harder against her swollen clit in response. Victoria shoved and squirmed frantically, legs kicking, hands clawing at the woman’s arms. “Please! I don’t want this—let go!” Her voice echoed in the tunnel as she fought with everything she had, heart pounding in terror even as her body still throbbed from the stimulation. The crazed woman growled in frustration, refusing to release her. She pinned Victoria tighter against the wall, one strong hand grabbing her wrists while the other continued rubbing her clit relentlessly. “Too late, baby… you already taste so good,” she panted, leaning in to chase her lips again. The woman’s tongue thrust deeper into Victoria’s mouth, and this time Victoria stopped fighting it. She moaned softly and kissed back, her own tongue sliding eagerly against the infected woman’s in a heated, sloppy makeout. Saliva flowed freely between them as the stranger’s fingers continued rubbing her clit in firm, relentless circles inside her shorts. For several long moments, Victoria gave in completely. Her hips rolled against the invading hand, nipples hard, body trembling with building pleasure. Then it started. Her clit began to throb — heavy, rhythmic pulses that felt far too intense. It twitched and jumped against the woman’s fingers, growing slightly thicker and girthier with every heartbeat. A deep, warm heat bloomed between her legs as the virus began its work. Reality snapped back in. “No—fuck!” Victoria tore her mouth away with a gasp and shoved the woman as hard as she could. Adrenaline surged through her. She twisted violently, finally yanking the stranger’s hand out of her shorts, and slammed her knee upward. The crazed woman staggered back with a surprised grunt. Victoria didn’t wait. She bolted. She sprinted out of the tunnel, heart hammering, white tank top still shoved up and barely covering her breasts. Her clit throbbed and twitched inside her soaked thong with every desperate stride, now noticeably girthier as it rubbed relentlessly against the tight fabric. The friction sent sharp, overwhelming jolts of pleasure through her with each step. Her knees buckled on the first block. She stumbled, catching herself on a lamppost with a whimper as another powerful throb made her thickened clit pulse hard against her shorts. “Oh god… it’s starting…” she gasped, forcing herself to keep running. Two more blocks. Each step was pure torment. Her clit continued throbbing and twitching, growing just a little thicker with every heartbeat while staying mostly the same length for now. The constant rubbing against her thong and the denim made her thighs shake and her vision blur with unwanted ecstasy. She nearly collapsed twice more before finally bursting through the front door of her apartment building, flushed, panting, and terrified, the subtle but relentless changes still pulsing between her legs. Victoria slammed the door of her apartment shut behind her, locking it with trembling fingers. She leaned back against it, chest heaving, her white tank top still bunched up above her breasts. The change hit her hard the moment she was alone. “Ohhh… fuck…” she moaned loudly, the sound raw and slutty, like a whore in heat. Her clit throbbed violently inside her thong, each pulse stronger than the last. She looked down in wide-eyed panic and arousal as a small, faint bulge began to push outward against the front of her tight denim shorts. The throbbing intensified. Wet, meaty squelching and stretching noises erupted from between her legs — soft pops and slick, fleshy sounds as new muscle and tissue rapidly formed. Her clit lengthened and thickened right there inside her shorts. “Ahh! Haaah—!” Victoria’s moans grew louder and more desperate. She couldn’t stop them. Her hips bucked involuntarily as overwhelming pleasure flooded her body. She frantically unzipped her denim shorts and pulled the waistband open, staring down inside. Her eyes widened as she watched her clit growing in real time. It had already reached a full inch long — thick, swollen, and deep red. It throbbed visibly with urgent need, twitching and jumping with every heartbeat. A fat bead of clear precum oozed from the tip, dripping slowly down the short shaft before another powerful throb pushed out more. The meaty, wet sounds continued as it pulsed and grew even slightly thicker right before her eyes, still nestled above her soaked pussy. Victoria stood frozen against her apartment door, eyes glued to the open front of her unzipped denim shorts. She stared down into the gap, breathing in ragged gasps as the transformation accelerated. “Oh god… it won’t stop…” she whimpered, but the sound quickly melted into a long, insistent moan. “Mmmhhhaaa—fuck!” The wet, meaty squelching noises grew louder and more obscene. Her clit — already an inch long — pulsed powerfully, each heavy throb visibly stretching it longer and thicker. She watched, transfixed, as the shaft slowly pushed forward, swelling outward with every heartbeat. The skin stretched tight and glossy, turning a deep, flushed pinkish-red as fresh blood pumped into the rapidly developing tissue. A second inch emerged, then a third. The shaft thickened noticeably, growing girthier until it strained against the edges of her thong. Dark, prominent veins began to snake along its length — thick, rope-like ridges that bulged and pulsed visibly under the thin skin, giving it a powerful, masculine appearance. Each new vein brought a fresh wave of intense, throbbing heat that radiated through her groin and up into her belly. “Ahh! Haaah—yes—nngh!” Victoria moaned insistently, unable to look away. Her hips twitched forward involuntarily as the head of her growing cock began to flare out. The tip swelled dramatically, rounding and flattening into a distinct, mushroom-shaped glans. A pronounced ridge formed around the edge of the head, making it look thick and lewd. Clear precum bubbled continuously from the slit at the tip, dripping in thick, sticky strings down the veiny shaft and soaking into her thong and the waistband of her shorts. The sensations were overwhelming. It felt like every nerve ending in her clit had multiplied and ignited at once — a deep, burning stretch mixed with electric pleasure that made her knees shake. Each pulse of growth sent powerful contractions through the new shaft, like her body was pumping mass and sensitivity directly into it. The weight increased steadily, pulling downward as it reached five inches, then six, the thick, veiny cock now jutting proudly outward from above her still-dripping pussy. The flared head throbbed angrily, hypersensitive and glistening, while the heavy shaft flexed and twitched on its own, brushing against the rough denim of her open shorts with every movement. She kept moaning like a whore in heat, loud and shameless, one hand gripping the doorframe for support while the other hovered inches above the growing cock, trembling with the urge to touch it. The meaty, fleshy stretching sounds continued as it inched even longer and thicker, veins pulsing, head flaring wider, the entire length now slick with a steady flow of precum. Victoria’s hand trembled as she finally gave in. She reached down into her open shorts and wrapped her fingers around the thick, veiny shaft of her growing cock. The moment she touched it, pleasure exploded through her body like lightning. “Fuuuuck—!!” she cried out, a loud, shameless moan ripping from her throat. Her knees buckled hard and she slid partway down the door, hips jerking forward into her own grip. The sensation was overwhelming — every nerve in the new cock felt a hundred times more sensitive than her clit ever had. Heat pulsed through the veiny length as she squeezed it gently, feeling the incredible firmness and the way it throbbed powerfully against her palm. Her thumb slid up along the flared, mushroom-shaped head, rubbing across the sensitive ridge and over the leaking slit. More thick, clear precum oozed out in response, coating her thumb and making the head glisten obscenely. She stroked slowly from base to tip, her hand gliding over the hot, veiny surface with a wet, slick sound. “Ahh! Haaah—oh my god it feels so good—!” she moaned insistently, voice cracking. Each stroke sent waves of burning pleasure racing up the shaft. She could feel the warm heat traveling upward with every pump of her hand — a deep, building pressure that made the entire length flex and swell even thicker in her grasp. The flared head grew even more sensitive under her thumb, pulsing and twitching as she rubbed it in slow, teasing circles. Her cock had reached a solid seven inches now, heavy and rock-hard, still growing in small, powerful surges as she stroked it. The meaty, fleshy sounds continued beneath her hand, accompanied by the constant drip of precum that ran down over her fingers and soaked into her thong. Victoria’s eyes were half-lidded, locked on the sight of her own hand working the thick, veiny futanari cock jutting from her shorts. Her pussy clenched hard beneath it, dripping with arousal. The pressure inside her was rising fast — a massive, unfamiliar orgasm building rapidly in both her new cock and her original clit. “I’m… I’m gonna!” she gasped, stroking faster, thumb frantically rubbing the swollen head as her whole body tensed. Victoria’s hand pumped faster along her thick, veiny cock, thumb frantically rubbing the swollen, flared head as the pressure became unbearable. “I’m cumming—! Oh fuck, I’m cumming—!!” she wailed helplessly. The first powerful jet erupted from the tip, shooting out in a long, ropey arc. Hot, thick cum blasted across her stroking hand and splattered heavily onto her exposed stomach. She kept stroking desperately, moaning like a whore in heat. “Haaah—! Ahhhn—!!” Spurt after hot spurt erupted in rapid succession, each one accompanied by wet noises as thick, creamy cum gushed from her throbbing cockhead. Rope after rope of warm, pearly cum coated her body. Heavy spurts landed on her hand, dripping messily between her fingers, while others arced up to splatter across her breasts, soaking the bunched-up white tank top and making it cling wetly to her hard nipples. Thick globs painted her toned stomach, sliding down in slow, sticky trails toward her dripping pussy. “Ahhh—fuck—yes—!” Victoria moaned helplessly, unable to stop stroking even as her cock kept firing. Each powerful spurt sent fresh waves of shattering pleasure crashing through her. Her pussy clenched and gushed in rhythm beneath the throbbing shaft, adding to the filthy mess. She came hard and long — heavy, rhythmic spurts gradually slowing into thick, oozing dribbles that poured over her cum-slick fingers. The flared head kept twitching and pulsing in her grip, still leaking profusely. Panting and whimpering, Victoria stared down at the obscene sight: her hand wrapped around the still-hard, veiny futanari cock, both of them absolutely drenched in her own fresh cum, her stomach and tits glistening with it. Victoria panted heavily, her body still trembling from the intense orgasm. Thick cum dripped from her fingers and coated her stomach and breasts, but her cock remained rock-hard in her slick grip. Then it began to pump again. The flared head throbbed powerfully, and a fresh surge of growth kicked in, fueled by the massive release. “Gulp… gulp… gulp…” came the deep, rhythmic sounds with each heavy throb, as if her cock was greedily drinking in more mass. “Ohhhhhh fuuuuuck—!!” Victoria moaned obscenely, her voice loud and slutty as she tilted her head back against the door, eyes rolling slightly. “Haaah—! It’s getting even bigger—!!” Each powerful gulp made her cock swell obscenely. The veins along the shaft pulsed and bulged dramatically, thickening like ropes under the stretched skin as fresh blood surged through them. The entire length visibly lengthened in strong, surging pulses — pushing past eight inches, then nine, growing thicker and heavier with every throb. The shaft widened noticeably, becoming even more girthy and veiny, while the mushroom head flared larger and more pronounced. She kept her head tilted back, moaning helplessly and obscenely as her cum-covered hand continued stroking the massive, still-growing cock with long, gliding strokes. The slick mixture of her own cum made every movement smooth and effortless, allowing her fist to slide up and down the expanding length with ease. “Gulp… gulp… gulp…” Another powerful throb stretched it longer and fatter right before her eyes. The veins swelled even more prominently, pulsing visibly as the cock continued its obscene growth spurt. Pleasure flooded her body with every surge, making her moan even louder, head still thrown back in pure ecstasy as she stroked faster, completely lost in the feeling of her transforming futanari cock getting bigger and harder in her slippery hand. Victoria kept stroking her massive, still-growing cock with her cum-slick hand, the glide smooth and effortless as she moaned obscenely. “Ohhhhhh fuuuuuck—!!” she cried out, head tilted back against the door, eyes half-rolled in ecstasy. “It’s so fucking huge— haaah—!!” The gulp… gulp… gulp throbs grew faster and more powerful. Her cock surged longer and thicker in her grip, veins bulging obscenely as it pushed past ten inches, the flared head swelling even larger. The intense growth sent fresh waves of pleasure crashing through her. Suddenly the pressure built again, even stronger than before. “I’m— I’m cumming again—!!” Victoria wailed, head still thrown back as her hand flew up and down the massive shaft. Spurt after hot spurt erupted violently from the tip. Thick ropes of cum blasted out in powerful jets, splattering messily across her already soaked stomach, tits, and the bunched-up tank top. Some shots flew high enough to land on her neck and chin. Each heavy spurt sent shattering pleasure through her entire body, her pussy clenching and gushing beneath the throbbing cock as she kept stroking through the orgasm, moaning helplessly the whole time. When the second climax finally subsided, Victoria slumped against the door, panting, her enormous veiny cock still hard and twitching in her cum-covered hand. Her phone suddenly rang on the floor nearby. She glanced at the screen — it was her sister, Emily. Still breathless and covered in her own cum, Victoria answered. “H-hey… Emily,” she managed, voice husky. “Victoria! Oh my god, have you seen the news about this Futanari Virus thing? It’s spreading everywhere in the city! They’re saying women are growing… cocks and stuff. It sounds insane. Are you okay? I’m freaking out over here.” Victoria looked down at her massive, still-leaking futanari cock, glistening with cum and still throbbing with need. A wicked, aroused smile spread across her flushed face. “Come over right now, Emily,” she said, voice low and urgent. “You need to see this for yourself.”
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