The P-virus

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