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The SFV, short for Spontaneous Felinization Virus, was exactly what it sounded like; it could induce rapid changes in the infected that always resulted in a mature human female at a ripe age ranging from a spritely late 20’s to a motherly 40, sporting cat-like characteristics that varied from person to person. Some had digitigrade feet while others would earn a fine coat of fur across their body, whatever the case, the result would always be a, as the public had come to affectionately call them, Catgirl of some form.
No one knew why or what had caused this new virus to emerge, only that it was highly contagious, came in many variations due to its highly irregular structure causing it to mutate constantly and that the infected seemed to share an insatiable urge to spread their affliction to others through any means possible; contact with bodily fluids, skin and even furballs was enough to induce infection. And the ‘Spontaneous’ in SFV was there for a reason. One moment you could be a strapping businessman getting ready for work and the next, you’d be a stunned Catgirl, wondering why the heck your clothes were so loose before your mind succumbed to the overwhelming urge spurred by your new sexual organs going into overdrive, your very brain telling you to spread your ‘gift’ to everyone you knew.
And by the end of the day, that board meeting you were supposed to attend wouldn’t be filled with enterprising men and women anymore once you were done carrying out the instinctual remnants of what remained of your former self had planned before succumbing fully to the mental degradation of SFV, just another nameless Catgirl out of many looking for her next playmate..
As one might expect from such a contagious virus that took hold almost instantly with barely any signs to look out for, major population centers all across the world were the first ones to fall, with outlying holdouts lasting for a good while longer before inevitably joining the fold. The rate at which SFV spread, alongside the nimble agility displayed in almost all resulting infected meant that the world’s militaries were instantly neutered, cut off at the source as bases, underground bunkers and even highly confidential installations were compromised overnight. By the time it was over, only the lucky few living alone or in small groups awoke to find the world as they knew it, flipped on its head. But not even these ‘blessed’ few were expected to last much longer once the panic set in, with some willingly giving themselves to the hoard; couples transforming together, lonesome folk finding mindless bliss a preferable fate, etcetera etcetera.
Try as they might to remain healthy, the small pocket of uninfected had no idea of the losing battle they were fighting. Unlike famous movies where hidden bastions of survivors working toward a cure or miraculously surviving out in the wilds turned up at the tailend of the flick to save the main cast, there was no such hope out there in the Catgirl ravaged lands of Earth. But still they stubbornly refused to give in, remaining locked in, hoping for rescue, like Mike and Gavin; two roommates who had slept drunkenly through the night to awaken to a looping news message warning people not to go outside with the fate of what awaited them all shown vividly as the elderly reporter instantly combusts into a literal cougar, strutting off screen before the broadcast loops once more.
After hours of sitting around in silent contemplation and despair, Mike had made the mistake of peering underneath the gap in their door, hoping to find no one outside to scavenge for supplies before another visage sporting serpentine slits for pupils comes down to meet him, hearing a sharp cackle in his ears for a split second that sends him toppling backwards in fear, remembering the reporters words about the virus being transmittable through air, but with a short half life, one didn’t need to wear a gas mask all the time. Except whoever was on the other side had directly shot a hot airy breath Mike’s way, and with the burning sensation instantly spreading in his lungs, belly and loins, he knew he had to warn Gavin to get away, reaching out to warn him away before catching a glimpse of the SFV at work, darkening his tanned skin as a thin obfuscating layer of soft gray fur emerges all over his softening frame before a comical poof could be heard along with a heavy weight gripping ahold of his mind, turning his gaze from a horrified Gavin down to a petite, body complete with a pair of pert tits above a tight navel and an aching warmth between supple gray thighs, she didn’t feel an inch of remorse for her lost muscles or bulging manhood. Instead, she felt good…vindictively good…and oh so powerful.
And as she returned her vapid eyes to gaze upon her friend while slowly tossing off her suffocating jacket and clothes to release her nubile beauty to the world, she could already tell just how excited Gavin was getting, giggling at the sight of his raging erection and a flushed face she was beginning to find cute darting back and forth between her mesmerizing face and equally tempting body, finding joy in the way her new innards release a fresh spurt of slick juices running down the length of her shapely legs, fluttering the new appendages in a sign of submission atop her head while flicking her tail in a motion akin to curling one’s finger; beckoning Gavin to take her for himself. It was the least she could do for her friend after all.
But once the remaining human had given in to the hot piece of ass lying in bed waiting for him, pushing aside the guilt that he would be taking advantage of a friend. Michelle was quick to display her dominance in the new relationship she now shared with Gabrielle, tossing her new wife the instant their hands met with her keen vision giving her an erotic slow motion capture of Gavin’s instantaneous transformation into a silver haired catgirl mewling in lust the moment her heart shaped ass hits the bed, arching her back in coital bliss as her partner wastes no time in reigning her in, rubbing their aching slits together while pinching at her snow white ears, snatching a quick taste of her succulent breast milk with sharpened fangs nibbling at her peachy pink nipples. It was all so sudden, so pleasing, that Gabrielle’s mind still hadn’t realized she wasn’t a he anymore. One moment a man had been standing before his friend and the next; a moaning Catgirl pinned by another she now knew to be her partner.
And with their ability to reproduce once a dominant Catgirl had found her mate, Gabrielle and Michelle would soon find themselves rearing a happy family together…
So fell the last holdout of mankind as the world used to remember them, but not necessarily a terrible outcome as the world’s leading mind seemed to see SFV as. In bliss, the resultant Catgirls found no need to quarrel amongst themselves besides territorial disputes between rival pack leaders, but even then, the most harm they could walk away with was a limp in their gait.
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