The P-virus
Story by wazza
So I typically read a lot of tg stuff, but always like a good futa story when one rolls by. Here is another that has managed to make it into my collection from fictionmania, written by Jayson McCaul. It's a simple story, primarily with incest, and hopefully it isn't already floating around here, so it will be something that you folks will enjoy!:)
The P Virus
By Jayson McCaul
The origin of the virus was inexplicable. One day the papers were
claiming it was the product of biological warfare. The next it was a
mutation of a common sexually transmitted disease, most likely genital
warts or genital herpes. For a while witches and aliens were even
blamed. After a while people stopped trying to explain the origins of
the virus, instead only recording the location of a recent outbreak,
the number of cases recorded, and what to do if you displayed symptoms.
However, the media frenzy surrounding the P virus, as it had come to be
referred to, had caused an unforeseen backlash: girls who caught the
virus were reluctant to have the problem taken care of. As a result
they spread the virus to other girls (directly or indirectly), and
eventually came to the final stage where the effects were irreversible,
albeit nonfatal.
This is what happened to 18 year old Julianna Smith, called Julie for
short. She was the most popular girl in school, although her
personality was something that was strictly lacking. She looked down on
most everyone female and, according to the rumor, looked up to most men
from the general vicinity of their waistlines where their reproductive
organs were located.
She was a cheerleader, with breasts that filled out the largest sweater
they had and then some. A DD at least. Her legs stretched from here to
eternity. Her waist-length blonde hair was pale, and her eyes were
dark. Her family was probably of Scandinavian descent, although most
people would eat their hats if she could even pronounce the word.
She never thought she would contract the virus from the girls' locker
room after cheerleading virus. A girl who had recently entered the
final, contagious stage of the infection and left fluids on a bench.
Julie had noticed that the bench was a bit sticky when she sat on it,
but she ignored it. Girls spilled hair care products and other things
all the time, after all. Although she did notice that she was starting
to feel a little itchy in her nether regions. So she showered, changed
panties, and as the itching had subsided decided that was the end of
it.
~*~
A week later Julie noticed the bump. It was positioned in the center of
her perfectly shaved and waxed pubic area, a rosy pink color. Julie was
standing in front of her full length mirror, nude as she did every
morning so she could coordinate her underwear with the rest of her
clothes (since they were just as likely to be seen by the end of the
day) when it caught her eye.
"That's weird..." she said softly.
She poked the bump once, and shi