"For God's sake, someone restrain him!" Someone shouted. Jacob saw something fly across the room, and then Mike yelped. A tranquilizer was lodged firmly in Mike's arm. Mike's movements slowed, and eventually he slumped to the ground. His was erection still dripping on the floor.
"Transport him and this idiot out of here before anyone gets infected."
Someone put a strong hand on Jacob's arm and pulled him up. Jacob did nothing to struggle. He went willingly. The hazmat team escorted him, and carried the unconscious Mike, to the containment van. The police were doing their best to keep the growing crowd from getting too close. Barricades were set up several meters away, and the hazmat team was preparing to set up a bubble to try to contain as much of the virus as possible.
Jacob heard gasps and shouts from the crowd when they saw Mike's half transformed body being placed in the van. The fact that the people were so far away and he could somehow hear them did not go unnoticed.
"I'm changing already. I don't feel any different though." Jacob wondered when the more obvious physical changes would start. Maybe they wouldn't. He silently hoped and prayed that he'd be spared.
As his mind was still intact for the moment, Jacob was allowed to roam around the back of the van while in transport. Mike however had a collar snapped around his neck like the dog he was slowly becoming, and locked in a cage. If Jacob hadn't seen what Mike was capable of he might have argued and said that was inhumane.
But The hazmat team was right. For now, Mike was gone. His body was more animal than human, and very dangerous. His sharp claws still extended, and Jacob could just see Mike's fangs jutting out from his top lip. And try as he might, Jacob's eyes also took not of the hard, red cock that lay beside his friend's stomach. Jacob felt a stirring in his own body and quickly averted his gaze in fear it would spark his own transformation.
The unconscious Mike whimpered as a new change started. Unseen by Jacob, Mike fidgeted against the cold metal of the truck as pressure mounted just above his balls. A small crevasse was forming in the spot between his balls and his asshole. Mike whimpered again as something inside him expanded. The slit opened, revealing hot, damp flesh. Mike's new vagina quickly started contracting, releasing a scent that told all other canines that Mike was in heat. His pussy pulsed and grew, the lips turned black and bulged larger.
In response to the growing lust inside him, Mike's canine cock slip an inch or two out of his sheath, a fact that didn't go unnoticed to Jacob. He sensed something had happened. His senses were more attuned with his surroundings. And there was an odd scent in the air. Against his better judgement, Jacob glanced over at Mike. At first he didn't see anything, but then Mike rolled over. Even unconscious Mike had lifted his tail to present himself. Jacob was getting an eyeful of Mike's new canine vagina. Jacob had never really seen a dog's pussy before, and now he couldn't stop staring. The lips were sticking out from his body, obviously swollen. The slit was in a distinct Y shape. A bit of discharge was running down Mike's lep.
Jacob's own phallus grew stiff. Sweat beaded down his forehead, but he wasn't giving up that easily. He turned his head away and pinched himself so hard he knew there would be a bruise later. He shifted uncomfortably, as fur began to creep all over his body. Starting around his crotch, and then down his legs. Jacob was blissfully unaware for the time being. He was solely focused on resisting the heat at the moment.
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The highly contagious nature of the virus made sent the city into lockdown. Everyone who knew what was going on was in full panic mode. Amazingly there wasn't much public panic. Residents were advised to stay in their houses under the guise of a dangerous individual police were hunting down. All the while city officials were scrambling to find help from neighboring cities and the government to contain the spread of the virus.
Unfortunately the only buildings in the city equipped to handle an emergency outbreak was also the place that had the most vulnerable people; the sick, the young, the dying and the old. As the ppecial facilities in the hospitals were being prepped for infected patients, a massive evacuation of all other patients was taking place. Anyone who didn't need to be in the hospital was effectively kicked out, or transferred to one in another city.
The hospitals newest patients were taken to a series of rooms located beneath the surface of the earth. There, they would be monitored for the next forty eight hours or until they regained their senses. Then they would be examined and if healthy, sent to live on a man-made island designated for victims of the fever.
Mike and Jacob were placed in separate rooms, to Jacob's relief. He didn't need the temptation. Jacob was monitored more closely than the others, as he was still coherent. Nurses and doctors alike watched him from the security cameras, baffled that he'd managed to hold out as long as he had. They placed several monitors on him to track his heart rate and blood pressure. Eventually, they decided to examine him in person.
Secured inside a thick suit of kevlar and equipped with a gas mask, Dr. Katherine Jones went inside with her assistant Jennifer. Jacob was startled when two females suddenly entered his room. Their faces obscured by the gas masks, and their bodies made bulky by their protective clothing, Jacob resigned to the fact that he'd been able to identify them as females by their scent. He's found males and females smelled very different.
"Jacob, how are you feeling?" Katherine asked. The two women kept a safe distance away from Jacob, as they were unsure how he'd react to their presence.
