Ed was a medical technician at blood testing lab, ASGAP Testing Inc.. He had worked there since receiving his Biology degree from UCLA. Drawing eight samples of his own blood, Edward prepared to start some tests on himself. He had hoped that his adventure in the woods would have no long term side affects but it had been nearly a month and it was obvious that some things had changed.

He hadn't told anyone about the meteorite or his three day pleasure binge. He feared the ridicule and the possibility that he was actually crazy. He also worried about ending up as someone's lab experiment if he had been infected by some alien germ. He knew that he was changed.

For one thing his sex drive was way up. He was constantly aroused and hard, and he really WANTED to have sex. He wanted to have sex when he was by himself. He wanted to have sex when he was with a pretty girl. He wanted to have sex ten seconds after cumming. He wanted to have sex seemingly all the time. He could control it. In fact it felt good to control it, to deny himself and let the need build.

For another thing he was changed physically. He had always been aware that his seven inch cock was not huge but he had never received any complaints from his lovers. He had always worked hard to insure that the lady he was with got at least as much pleasure from him as she was willing to give. Since the episode he probably wouldn't have to worry about that ever again.

He now had a ten or eleven inch dick which had almost doubled in girth. It was now a tool made for loving. When he was hard, he was rock hard and he stayed hard until he wanted to stop being hard. He had tested his capacity to cum by stroking himself to orgasm fifteen times in a row. Each time his balls had put in overtime and produced a healthy spray of fresh semen. His cock never get red or sore and seemed to recover almost immediately from one orgasm and be ready for the next.

His perceptions of pleasure seemed to be permanently changed. He just felt more. He was incredibly sensitive to touch, sound, taste, odor, everything. Not painfully; never painfully, but acutely sensitive. He could never recapture the sense of pure pleasure that he had experienced on the mountain but he was sure that sex was ten or twenty times better than it had ever been with his best partner. There was just no comparison.

Unfortunately his current girlfriend, Alice, was beginning to freak over his increased size, increased stamina and the fact that he seemed to be getting more pleasure out of their time in bed than she was. He'd worried that he might transmit whatever he had to her. They always practiced safe sex, she'd insisted and he had agreed. Too many of his friends that played fast and loose were coming up HIV positive.

That was the first test he performed on his blood. Negative. Then he put in his samples and ran the whole gamut, checking for diseases, vitamin and mineral deficiencies, high and low blood sugars, cholesterol, fats. Anything he could think of. Nothing.

Which was a shock. He had always had high cholesterol and he had tested positive for Herpes Simplex III since he was 12 and kissed the wrong girl. He no longer tested positive for the Herpes and his blood was so healthy it was scary. Which led him to the thought that he hadn't so much as coughed, had a headache, or sniffled since the accident on the mountain.

He waited till the end of the day and then took his last sample to the Lab with the Electron Microscope. ASGAP didn't mind technicians running some tests on their own blood. They sort of viewed it as preventative medicine. Computer time and power for the EM was expensive though.

When midnight rolled around and he was comparing a picture of his blood cells now against a picture or his blood from an old sample, he was the only one to see the results. Both his red and white blood cells were different. It was hard to catch at first but it was there. In the lining of his cells and he was sure it probably went down to the DNA level, he found evidence of change caused by some type of virus. Extensive searching let him find a single sample of the virus still present in his blood.

He was a carrier, immune to the virus affects now but able to transmit it.

He transferred a minute sample of his blood to a fresh sample of blood and within two minutes the entire samples had the new, changed blood cells.

He wasn't a cellular virologist but this virus acted like no other he had ever seen. Most viruses were parasitic and hurt the infected host in some way. Not this one. It moved so fast, adapted so quickly and made its host a perfect living space for itself. It seemed impossible but it appeared to work in conjunction throughout the body to improve the over all health of the host. It almost seemed intelligent.

Further tests seemed to prove that although the virus was present in his semen it wasn't in his saliva, sweat or being released from his lungs with the air he breathed. So at least he wasn't spreading this thing every time he took a breath or touched someone.

He started to give it some thought though. I've got a disease that can only be spread through sexual contact or blood contact.

Wonderful! I've got the AIDS for the next Millennium!.

Unlike AIDS though his disease might actually have some advantages.

Increased health. It was even possible that he was immune to all diseases. It would be a long time before he knew but it was also possible he wasn't aging! He had found almost no dead or even damaged red or white blood cells in his system. He'd have to perform an autopsy to prove it but he suspected that all of his internal organs were stronger and healthier than they had been.

Increased sexual capability and sensitivity. It was possible though that this was just the virus's way of insuring it was spread and he worried about that.

What if I infect someone?

It was a risk of course. He didn't know if everyone would react to the virus the way he had.

He realized that he was thinking of intentionally infecting someone else with his virus and a small smile played across his lips. He still remembered clearly what he had been like during the seventy-two or so hours the virus had been making itself at home in his body.

Mindless Obedient Zombie and Sex Crazed Orgasm Hound came to mind.

Now which of the women I know would look good in that frame of mind? he asked himself.

ALL OF THEM, he answered himself. Oh sure it would be cruel and demeaning and it wasn't like they would have a choice in the matter once they were infected, but ......... hmmmmmm!.

It might be fun while it lasted but what would happen once the person he infected was a carrier too?

He had to think about this.