"Ed. I don't usually like red wine, but this is very good." Rebecca Romin called out from the living room. She leaned back on the couch and sipped from her glass enjoying the full fruity taste.

Ed had invited Rebecca out for a date. She had never given him the time of day before, but he had prepared an offer he didn't think she could refuse this time. With a little work, Ed had been able to get some great tickets to a sold out concert by her favorite group. One look and she had been happily agreeing to meet him at his place and go to the concert together. She had appeared at his door at 5:00PM sharp; dressed to the nines and looking ready to party for the show later that night. He had suggested a quick glass of wine before they left.

While she leafed through his CD collection; he delivered her glass and then returned to the kitchen to look for some cheese and crackers.

From the kitchenette he could see her sitting on the couch. She was a gorgeous young woman. Her blonde hair was long and stylish. Her figure was shapely and athletic. She had a beautiful face and her light green eyes were the envy of other women. She was probably the best looking women that Ed knew, she was definitely the sexiest and most alluring. She wasn't shy about using her physical assets to get what she wanted either. If Ed had one complaint about Rebecca, it was that she could be very manipulative.

Ed had desired Rebecca from afar for a long time but she had rebuffed his advances and always seemed to be in a relationship when he wasn't. She'd let him know, in so many words, that she was looking for a better provider. She was currently courting John Cross, the lawyer that acted as legal council to ASGAP. He was an overweight balding man, fifteen years her senior, but his material assets and his lavish gifts gave Rebecca ideas of making herself Mrs. Cross.

All of her manipulative schemes were about to end though. At least for the next seventy-two hours. What she didn't know was that the heady wine she was drinking had two drops of Ed's blood in it.

Very quickly, she began to feel the affects.

Looking into her glass she was amazed at how good it tasted. It must be some wonderful new vineyard she thought I'll have to get Ed to tell me the wine's name. She took another long sip, finishing the glass and feeling amazed at the pleasurable sensation that the wine made gliding over her tongue and down her throat. Setting her glass down she laid back on the couch and felt her cares and worries from her secretarial job slipping away.

From the kitchen Ed continued to watch. He watched as Rebecca's eyes drifted closed and a dreamy smile of happiness and relaxation slipped over her face. He watched the happy smile turn into a sexy, provocative smile. He watched her lick her lips as her breathing began to quicken and a light sheen of sweat appear on her forehead. He watched her hands begin to move over her body, touching, and stroking her arms and then her legs.

He could imagine almost exactly what she was thinking.

You couldn't really call what Rebecca was doing thinking. Her mind was on a Ferris Wheel of sensation and pleasure, that left no room for logical thought. "PLEASURE TOUCH, PLEASURE SEX, PLEASURE SURRENDER to SENSATION".

Oh God, I feel so incredible! I'm so hot! So Horny! Everything... Everything feels so good. Little grunts of pleasure and whispery explosions of lust were the only things she could articulate.

Without a thought for where she was or who would see, Rebecca began to stroke her breasts through her shimmering green blouse. A second hand flew down to the zipper on her soft tan leather skirt. With a Zrrrppp! it was down and she teased herself by slowly sliding her hand down into her skirt, into her French cut briefs and onto her wet pussy.

Fireworks exploded behind her eyelids as she touched the quickly moistening lips of her cunt. She ran a fingernail slowly down to her entrance and wet it with the secretions there. Dragging it slowly up between the lips of her pussy she let her entire finger length glide over her clit before letting her nail softly tap and circle it.

Her mind was spinning away.

PLEASURE, What is happening to me?!, PLEASURE, So Good, Fuck So Good feels so fucking good! Never this good! Why? Must stop. CAN'T, can't can't Stop. PLEASURE so good Yes More, More More, So Good PLEASURE, But! PLEASURE, surrender, Feel Feel, must Touch, must feel, must do whatever, PLEASURE Oh fuck oh god oh fuck, do whatever nothing matters, FEEL.

"Great wine isn't it Rebecca?" Ed said strolling into the room. "I hope you enjoy it. What I think you'd really enjoy though, is sucking my cock and drinking my hot cum now. Then we can fuck your hot little cunt for a while until you start cumming like a ten dollar whore. Would that be okay with you? You sure do look like your ready for some hot sex.".

Ed's first words had caused Rebecca's eyes to fly open in shock. Her erotic confusion had made her totally forget his presence. Her thoughts which would have normally been full of shock, shame and outrage at what she was doing and what had happened to her were concentrated now on only one thing, experiencing more pleasure.

Ed! Man! Cock! Fuck! Touch! Cock! Fuck! Sex!
Pleasure!.........$#*($#%* (mindless lust).........

Ed was talking and she was absorbing and accepting his words like a parched sponge. There was no need to think or decide. Right, Wrong and Self were all concepts that were far beyond her at the moment.

Ed said suck to his cock. She fell to her knees before him freed his fat prick from his pants and began thrusting it first onto her twirling tongue, then into her mouth, and finally and incredibly, down her throat. After five minutes of slurping, gulping, licking and sucking on his huge hot rod she felt him cum. He shot creamy jets of white spunk directly into her stomach. He seemed to cum forever and she enjoyed every second. She of course came too. Lights exploded behind her eyes and she felt like sexual lightning was running rampant in her body, electrocuting her with pleasure unlike any she had ever known. She had been coming in bursts of orgasmic pleasure every few minutes since Ed had told her she was a whore.

Ed said he would fuck her. She didn't question. She didn't think about protection, shame, or guilt. She stripped off her clothing and presented herself nude and willing on the floor. She twisted her nipples and stroked her clit while she waited for his fat cock to sink into her drenched sex.

Bringing his incredible new sexual stamina and equipment too the job, Ed fucked his date with a will. He had her in every position he had ever tried, and some he hadn't even thought of till that evening. Hours flowed by. Ed broke for snacks and drinks occasionally. Even as her fed Rebecca, she was forced by her desires to touch and be touched as she chewed and swallowed. Everything was turned into a new wonderful sexual experience.

Somewhere in Rebecca's mind there was a little voice crying out to be heard. He's raping me!!!, I have to stop this!!, HELP ME!!. With each mind numbing orgasm she achieved though the voice faded a little more. It became a little easier to ignore. Soon she was actually thinking about how wonderful it was that she was experiencing this once in a lifetime event. As her anger and doubt fully faded away she started taking an active part in their fucking.

By the second day she was able to talk again and she started making requests of Ed. She still obeyed his slightest suggestion but she added her own lust driven ideas to his. The virus made sure she was driven to please Ed and there by increase her own pleasure.

"Please Ed, fuck me harder with that beautiful prick of yours, pound me, fill me up with your spunk".

"Lets do it in the tub. Oh Yeah lots of slippery bubbles and hot water. Here take me on my knees, Spank my ass and fuck my cunny! I'm such a dirty little girl and you know I love it.".

"Feed me more of your cum lover, I fucking cum every time I taste it. Slurp suck slurp. Now down my throat, let me massage your prick with my throat, it makes me so hot and horny!"

"Suck my clit hard, you Christless bastard, oh oh uhmm uhhhhh again harder, more, more... lick me lick me don't stop till I cream all over your face. Never stop!"

"Oh Yeaaaaaahhhh!! Fuck my ass, you stud. Fuck it hard. Feels so good. Never felt like this before, it always used to hurt sooo much. But now it's making me making me ohhhhhhhhh aiaiaayyyyyeeeeee!!!"

"Again from behind and then I want to ride you again, and then I want you to switch between my ass and cunt on every fifth or sixth stroke. Surprise me!"

"Oh baby, why didn't you tell me you had cucumbers and chocolate sauce? Bring them to me. Give me your juicy fat prick and I'll show you some new games we can play."

Saturday night Ed decided he needed a rest. He gave Rebecca five sleeping pills before she finally fell asleep with her fingers buried in her pussy. Six hours later she was up again and they started a second marathon session.

Physically Rebecca was already changing. Her sexual organs, and skin were now ultra sensitive, and had the same rejuvenating powers that his prick did. She never got red or sore. Ed had feared that even though Rebecca seemed to love having her ass reamed, that he might be damaging her. If anything she was getting tighter there and seemed to have lost all pain sensors in that region. Her entire body was becoming one huge pleasure receptor. More likely though all sensory input was just being interpreted as pleasure by her virus infected mind.

At Rebecca's insistence he had taken her over his knee and spanked her bare ass. As she came screaming for the fourth time she begged him to hit her directly on the cunt and anus. Fearing to actually damage her he held back until he was sure that she was absolutely unfazed by his hardest blows. In fact, she seemed to like them even better.

Ed was sure that Rebecca's overall physique would eventually improve as his had. By Monday her breasts were already larger and firmer than they had been and she had developed a new capability. She could lactate at will.

After one particularly long session of fucking and sucking they had settled for a moment and quietly sat on the couch. Ed sat behind Rebecca with his cock still hard and throbbing in her. Her nuzzled her neck, and sweet blonde hair, caressing her tits as she sat facing away from him.

"Ummmmm that's nice" she purred. "Milk my fat titties sweetheart".

Ed began massaging and tweaking at her nipples. He wasn't very surprised when pearly white milk began leaking and then shooting in streams from both her breasts. He told Rebecca to stop lactating and she was able to do it just by thinking of it. When he told her to start again, two perfect streams of liquid erupted from each rubbery erect piece of flesh. Ed strongly suspected that this was another mutation brought on by the virus. Just as his blood and semen carried the virus he was sure that her blood and milk carried it. He suspected that her vaginal secretions did not contain the virus. The virus seemed to want to be spread but the carrier seemed to be given a choice about it. If it was present in her vaginal secretions she would never be able to make love vaginally again without infecting a new host.

Looking at the creamy fluid on his fingertips he wondered for a moment if he could be re-infected by Rebecca's virus if he drank her milk. Could he re-experience that mindless fuck lust? A quick taste and his lack of reaction seemed to prove that he was immune to any new infection.

Late Monday afternoon Rebecca came out of the lust stupor the virus had created. Ed's fear that she would run screaming to the police were immediately relieved when she instead insisted on fucking him five or six more times. Ed happily performed every sexual act she had particularly wanted to request, but had been too afraid to ask for.

After making some phone calls to reassure her family and friends that she was alright, Rebecca had demanded a full explanation.

Ed told her everything he knew and suspected. They talked long into the night about what it all meant and what they should do in the future. Rebecca admitted that the experience had totally changed her outlook. With some questioning Ed determined that Rebecca couldn't seem to even conceive of blaming him for what he had done to her. Thousands of orgasms and endless hours of pleasure had imprinted her. She wasn't a mindless slave but at some deep instinctual level she felt the need to please, obey and support him. She could act against these instinctual feelings but it would create a mental conflict within her of doing the wrong thing.

For the near future until they decided to infect others, they were the perfect partners. Rebecca's new sex drive kept her very horny and just like Ed she was now ready and eager to have sex all the time. She realized that she could either stay with Ed and they could satisfy each others needs or she could start living with six to ten horny sailors.

She moved in the next day and told John Cross that they would have to break off their relationship.

Within a month they had added twenty other infected people to their group and the beginnings of an idea had formed.

Rebecca tried to plan. Laying back in Ed's bed, Alice, Ed's old girlfriend licked her pussy to orgasm after orgasm as Ed shot his fourth load of the night into Alice's horny cunt. Suitcase surronded the bed. Rebecca and Ed had made arrangements to travel outside the country to the Cayman Islands. This was their ninth good-bye visitor that evening.