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A warm Fall day with a relaxing breeze was everything Aaron had been missing. He had been stuck at the campus library on the third floor since morning. He'd been studying. An iPod was plugged into his ears. He wore loose clothing and a zip up sweatshirt ...just incase it got cold. His slip-ons were kicked off under the table - his feet bare - books were scattered amongst him. The outside world had been blocked out from him. He had two places to study: his all male dorm where the sounds of sex and disgusting smells would irritate him or peace and quiet here. If it wasn't regarding his mathematical exam for the next day he didn't care. Aaron wasn't on any of the college's sports teams, yet he was fairly fit. His muscles were decently toned, his body was smooth, and he had a great face structure. He was only 20, six feet tall, had blue eyes, and a medium dirty blonde haircut with subtle bangs that rested on his forehead. He was a Junior at college, and having been there for awhile, he did most of everything alone. He sat hidden near some windows, giving him a beautiful sight of the campus structures, distant lake, and setting sun. The orange sky was on the border of getting darker.

Aaron was focused on his books. Slouched in his chair, completely relaxed, he was surprised he hadn't fallen asleep. Every now and then he would have a stretch: extending his hands and feet, digging his exposed toes into the carpet, giving the softness a squeeze. It wasn't too bad staying there late. If he had been paying just a slight amount of attention out the window though... people were scrambling.

Other college students were dashing around the streets into the nearest buildings. Some were grasping their knees, bending over. What was going on? There were sirens, yells, very much noise, but Aaron couldn't hear any of it. He was studying, enjoying music... undisturbed, unconcerned.

A few hours passed. It was probably time he got back to the dorm. Aaron took his iPod headphones out. It was pretty silent inside and outside the building. He looked out the window. It was dark out, the street lights washed over the roads and buildings. It was lit, but seemed pretty empty... there must not be any parties going on today. He didn't think any more of it. Aaron packed his things, his shoes, and placed the books in a pile on the table while pushing his chair in. Time to leave.

He headed toward the third floor elevator. For a library, still, it was pretty quiet. The floor he was on was probably empty, usually he would spot a couple going at it in one of the private rooms. He was at the elevator, it opened; he entered and pushed floor one. It was a short, but boring wait. The door made a "ding" and it slowly opened. Aaron entered the hallway, it lead left and right to similar book rooms like the third floor. He headed left. The exit was past a room filled with rows of bookshelves, it was in the grand hall. Just as he entered the book filled room he could hear footsteps in the distance. Somewhere farther down, in other rooms. It didn't concern him too much since the campus does allow 24 hour access to the place. He could hear closer footsteps behind him. He turned, he couldn't see who it was though, they had dashed into the elevator. He heard a thud against the inside wall as the doors closed. Strange...

Aaron paused for a bit, listening. More footsteps were rushing into the building. He heard the entrance in the distance open and close in a hurry. Were people desperate for books tonight, or what? Well, whatever the case, Aaron proceeded in the room. He walked slowly past mazes of bookshelves, checking them for people. He looked left, right, and behind. He was slightly paranoid with all the running around. In the middle aisle he froze. Someone was approaching. They were in a hurry, he could hear feet padding on carpet in a rush. Aaron moved into a row on the left, they were coming somewhere right, getting closer. He tried peering through the cracks above books on the shelf, but he could see no-one. They were definitely near though. He stepped back into the aisle to see where they were, but it was all too sudden, they collided with him.

It was some guy, he fell to his knees, hands jutting out, bracing himself. Aaron stumbled back, bumping a shelf with his backpack.

"Dude, I'm sorry, I didn't see you." Aaron said frantically.

The guy groaned, bent over on his knees, his hands were hidden beneath the waist. Was he hurt? He was wearing a simple shirt and shorts, barefoot.

"Are you alright? Here, let me help." Aaron crouched to help the guy.

"Ge..t.. ughh... go awehhh, ughhhh..." The guy grunted pulling a hand from below waving it at Aaron to get away.

Aaron was all too close, he wasn't sure what the guy was grasping, perhaps he smacked the dude's junk in the collision. Whatever the case, being so near allowed the guy to push on Aaron's arm, sending him back slightly.

"Alright! I'm sorry! I'll move." Aaron backed off.

The dude pushed off a bare foot and headed down the hall. He was probably rushing to the bathroom past the elevator for whatever reason. Aaron watched him sprint down the hall. His bare-feet kicking up and down, they left a faint mark as he ran. What the hell? Aaron looked to the floor. It must have been wet outside, or he had sweaty feet. His footprints were imprinted on the carpet, it was slightly damp. Aaron looked to his arm where the guy pushed him off. It wasn't covered by any clothing, his sweatshirt was in the backpack. On his skin, though, there was some cloudy liquid. It was a decent amount for a handprint. Disgusting. Aaron thought it through. The dude probably got caught looking at porn and was bookin' it towards the bathroom to hide his crotch. No wonder people were running around, there was some exposed guy flopping his junk around the library. Aaron swabbed the substance with his other hand and brought it to his nose. It smelled thick, definitely cum, it was runny and sticky.

"Ughh, disgusting..." Aaron said. He knew he had to wash it off.

He tried wiping it on his shorts, he could wash them later, but the substance was way too sticky. What the hell was with this shit? Aaron knew another bathroom on the second floor, he was definitely not turning back. Instead, he was closer to the grand hall and a staircase. He'd just use the one on the second floor since the first floor probably had that weirdo in it. Aaron walked into the grand hall rubbing the liquid around his arm trying to remove it with friction, but it just made it worse. The floor was tiled, and his shoes echoed faintly as he walked into the massive entrance room. At the back was a stairwell. He moved to it. There was no one at the checkout counter, they must have left freaked out too. He placed his backpack on the counter when he passed it, the goo rubbing off on the strap.

He walked passed a doorway to a reading room, something caught his attention. Two guys were making out... it looked rough. One dude was plastered up against the back wall, while the other was fucking the hell out of him, pounding the bookcases.

Okay... that's a bit fucked up... this place is public. The guy doing the fucking had his top on still, but his pants were dropped to the floor slightly exposing his round ass. The pants rested around his bare ankles in a pool of their body sweat. Aaron couldn't see their faces... they were groping and kissing furiously.

Talk about wild sex...

It was making Aaron's crotch warm. Not that he was interested or anything, but for some reason it was making his brain hazy. It was not something he wanted to bother with right now. He wanted this goo off his arm. Aaron headed upstairs, hearing a few moans echo to him as he climbed the staircase. Those sounds were making his shorts tent slightly.

"What the fuck, not now.." Aaron thought to himself.

Having a hard-on in shorts was incredibly embarrassing. It wasn't easy to hide. He was nearing the top when his legs were feeling weakly. The knees were buckling in.

"The hell?...Is with my legs?" Aaron whispered to himself, looking down. He was feeling tired. Resting didn't sound too bad. What was wrong with him?

His body felt warmer. He shifted down, hands on the stairs, legs just below, he started crawling up the last few steps. He reached the top and sat there, exhausted. What was happening? He began to feel dizzy. His arms feeling moist. He looked at them. The cum on his arm had soaked into his skin, it was vanishing. The hand he was resting on slipped slightly. His palms were sweaty.

"What the fuck... ?" Aaron thought.

Aaron's legs were sprawled out on the glossy floor, his hand's trembling to support himself. He felt strange sensations in his body, he was fighting to move. He heard wet footsteps entering the second floor's hall. It was another guy, this dude's shorts were ripped from the back. He looked dizzy. He had short brown hair, his face looked exhausted. He had a torn short-sleeve shirt on. Aaron could make out his defined abs. It was arousing him. Aaron shifted towards this stranger, body temperature rising. Internally he was panicking. He had no idea what was happening. The guy was looking around, turning. He was barefoot too, feet moist, legs glistening with a slight sweat. When his backside faced Aaron he noticed where the shorts had been ripped. The guy's ass was exposed and that same cum was lathered all around it. He could see thicker globs near the dude's asshole. Was he raped by something? The guy turned in his stupor, noticing the other boy on the floor.

Aaron could smell his own sweat, it smelled thick, just like the cum. His shorts tented, Aaron had a hard-on. He wasn't the only one. The guy was stumbling sloppily towards Aaron, feet moistly slapping the floor, his dick was pushing his shorts out. Aaron could see the fabric throbbing with its head. The guy wasn't in control. Neither was Aaron, he wanted to yell, he wanted to move away, but he couldn't. His head was very fuzzy... images of gay sex were clouding it up. Why? He had never envisioned those before. It made Aaron sweat more, his clothing was so hot. Sexual fantasies danced around his brain. It was making his body throb.

Aaron's legs spread on the floor, his shoes pointing outwards. He slouched to his elbows, resting there, watching the guy who was nearly in front of him. He faced Aaron, stepping a steamy leg over Aaron's waist, his feet were tense, moist. He looked down at Aaron... Aaron looked up to him. Their faces were glossy, expressionless. A few drops of cum dripped from the guys asshole onto Aaron's shorts. The guy was fumbling his shorts open with one hand, the other tearing his shirt off revealing his defined chest and abs. This dude was fit. It only encouraged Aaron to do the same. He began ripping his shirt, he felt stronger. The fabric tore, shredding, releasing his chest to the cool air. Their two steaming bodies caused the windows and picture frames to fog up. Aaron fondled with his zipper, his dick throbbing to be released. As he struggled with it, the guy above turned around and began to crouch on-top of Aaron.

Aaron was looking up, he could see the dude's ass getting closer. It was lowering above his face. What was he doing?! It was getting near. Aaron could see the asshole pulsating... Aaron felt something. The guy had been reaching for his dick. Pulling it from the shorts, his mouth was sliding down on it. It felt wet and warm. Aaron's eyes were rolling. The dude's ass bobbed just above Aaron's face. He could smell the maleness. The thick cum. Aaron lost all rational thought as the asshole bobbed up and down... ever so slightly Aaron got a whiff of enticing cum. He had to taste it.

He lunged his head forward, extending his tongue at the moist hole. He pushed it in, hearing the guy moan on his dick. It caused Aaron to moan slightly. The taste and smell was euphoric. Aaron dashed his tongue in and out of the hole, sliding it along the pucker's edges. The guy moaned harder. Aaron's free hands spread the dude's moist cheeks allowing his face to push into him. His tongue lashed around wildly, pushing as far in as he could, savoring the taste. As he himself was being sucked off, Aaron could feel the guy ripping off his shorts. His ass slipped to the floor, feeling the cool tile, it made him flex his cheeks. His shoes were next - they were thrown off. His feet were exposed to the air, they were steaming. He could feel the guy's hands grasping between his toes, rubbing the sweaty palms against the topside of his feet. Aaron's prize moved from him, the guy leaned forward, sloppily sucking, and licking up his leg tasting Aaron's foot. The pleasure it sent made Aaron tingle. He leaned his head sideways towards the dude's sprawled leg, it rested on his shoulder, the foot brushing his neck occasionally. He began sucking on the calve. The taste of his sweat... he could feel the muscle twitching on his tongue. He slurped the skin, inhaling the smell. The guy's asshole leaked cum and saliva on Aaron's abs, the warmth spread.

Aaron sucked on the dude's calve... but... the skin's texture felt different. The feeling of his feet being sucked off was distracting, but Aaron managed to keep focus on the guy's leg. The surface was growing fine hairs... no... it was fur? Aaron watched the fur spread up the guy's grinding leg. He explored them with a hand, feeling them grow faster along the way to the guy's feet. What was happening to him? The musk in the room was getting thicker. Whatever was happening, the sexual activity was causing his changes to accelerate. Aaron lathered the dude's leg up with saliva watching his asshole sprout fine hairs. A nub was forming near the base of his spine. Aaron's hands reached the guys feet, they felt puffy. He explored them. What was going on? He caressed his fingers along the soles, they were soft, like pads. The guy let loose more groans, Aaron's pulsating dick ground against the other dude's hard-on. He felt it vibrate. The guy's throat was vibrating on his leg as he sucked his foot off. Was he purring?! The fur was spreading all along his backside, bushing out around the neck, it was golden brown. The nub was growing into a tail, sprouting a brown bush at the tip. He was transforming into some kind of beast on top of him!

The guy was madly humping Aaron's body. He could feel his dick leaking pre, sliding along his smooth abs. Aaron was grinding back to it. He looked to his chest, and lower, watching the asshole above push out more animalistic and beginning to throb. The dude's dick was growing as it slid on him, he could feel it getting longer. The balls were moist and slapped his abs every so often. They were getting larger, filling out. Fur spread all over them. The dude's dick was changing, it felt like it was being encased on the lower half. It was growing a sheath. Aaron could feel small bumps sprouting along the top. He felt the guy's face changing on his feet. The face was pushing out, his tongue becoming rough. His head had a mane reaching the shoulders, the ears pushed out with fur, they looked feline. He was becoming a Lion. The new rough tongue brushed along his foot, making Aaron throw his head back. He could see the guy's feet were now padded, like a lions. The toenails were claws, the legs were digitigrade. The muscles throbbed. Aaron could feel the throbbing all over the the dude's body, spasming, filling muscle out. The guy moaned... roared... loudly as Aaron felt a large amount of pre-spew out on his thighs. It splattered about, some flicking back towards Aaron's chest. Aaron looked at it, but his attention was more towards his own body.

What was happening to him? His chest muscles were growing, the abs becoming thicker. His skin becoming incredibly smooth, slick. Aaron brought his hands, which were rubbing the Lion's feet, into the air. They were webbed between the fingers. His nails were disappearing. His forearms were thickening, the muscles defining. He could feel it in his lower body as well. He wiggled his toes through the Lion's exploring tongue. They were becoming webbed. He felt it tingle up his legs, to his crotch. He could feel the thighs tensing, his ass firming up. There was pressure in his lower spine. He raised his hips, pushing the Lion upwards, planting his wet feet. Something was pushing out above his ass crack. It grew faster... he was growing a tail, thick and long. The feeling of the tail growing and pushing his dick into the Lion's chest made his feet spasm in ecstasy. The pressure sprayed his own pre, mixing onto the Lion's abs. It only caused the Lion to roar in pleasure. Aaron looked at his body as his back was arched, letting his tail fill out. His smooth and slick skin was turning black, his stomach section white. The soles on his hands and feet were turning white while the tops displayed black color. He could feel new sensations spreading throughout the surface of his body including his face. It pushed out slightly - his nose rounding, smoothing, the slits vanishing. His mouth reconfigured, he could feel muscle growing, defining, his teeth distorting into sharp edges. He could feel his hair rolling down his neck, brushing the throbbing shoulder muscles, dissolving. A blow-hole was growing near his crown. He was transforming into an Orca. Aaron could feel the pleasure from the transformation coursing through him. His tail filled out and grew fins. His nude body was slick and gleamed in the light of the hall. The floor was soaked with pre and sweat, it encouraged him to slosh around in it. The Lion shifted back and upwards, sending his mouth down on Aaron's transforming dick. Aaron could feel it. His purpose, his strength. He needed to spread his cum, he needed to fuck. He thrust into the Lion's mouth, pre spewing on the interior, leaking out the Lion's lips. Aaron's black Orca eyes rolled back, he was going to explode. His tail thrashed in the pool of body liquids sending drops of it to the walls. Their bodies were tightly bound, groping, grinding. Aaron threw his legs up and over the lion's head, grasping it. The Lion plunged deeper on his cock. It was growing longer, the tip was becoming thin and slick. Aaron could feel his balls pulling into him, becoming larger, tighter. They turned dark, the pressure was building. He could feel it... he was so close, he was going to explode in the Lion's mouth. Aaron's mouth fell loose, lost in pleasure, he moaned - his voice was deeper, stronger. His hands explored the Lion's ass, fondling the tail, fingering the asshole. He arched his back. His toes curled.

Before he could climax, a gasp startled the two creatures madly fucking near the halls stairwell.

A panicking guy had entered the hall at the far end, he was hiding on the second floor from whatever panic that happened on the campus. The Lion lifted his head off the Orca's pulsating dick with a loud "POP" as pre flicked from its mouth to the floor. It deeply growled. The orca's body was throbbing, it's dick was solid. The Lion's barbed dick was throbbing as well. What did this guy just disturb?

Aaron could think about one thing. He needed to fuck him. He needed to transform him. He had to spread it. The Lion climbed off Aaron's moist body, nails clicking down the hall, charging the male who stood dumbfounded. Aaron spun to his hands and knees and began gliding down the hall on all fours after him as well.

"NO!" The guy screamed, turning to run... "NOT ME, PLEASE.. HELP! SOMEONE HELP!".

He turned the corner running into a study room. The lion leaped on the hallway's back wall, lunging into the room, crashing onto a table. Aaron entered the room, staying low. The guy was dashing between tables and knocking chairs over. He was heading for the other exit. Before he could make it Aaron grabbed his pant leg. Ripping it just enough to cause the guy to fall head first onto the ground. The Lion pounced. Trapping the boy.

He kicked and screamed, panicking. The Lion was tearing his clothes off turning him over keeping pressure on the boy's body. He ripped off his shoes and socks. The Lion took in the smell of his feet, it caused him to purr loudly. Aaron wildly lunged near the boy's head, leaning over, smelling his scent. He could see the fear in the dude's eyes, he was screaming for help. Aaron didn't care, his hard Orca dick needed release.

The Orca stood above the captive's restrained upper body, crouching, legs spread, lowering his throbbing dick above the face. The screams were only encouraging Aaron as he looked down at the guys chiseled chest and abs. He was sweating, his body heat was rising, Aaron could sense it. He had been infected, the Lion's saliva on his feet had been spreading through his system. Aaron wanted to accelerate it. He brought his right hand to his pulsating dick and spewed pre into his hand. He lowered it under himself and smothered it all over the protesting face of the trapped boy. He screamed and chocked slightly as the Orca's slimy fingers entered his mouth. Aaron's tail flicked back and forth gleefully as he watched the guy wildly kick. The kicking turned into spasms. The struggling turned into grinding. Aaron smirked, it was transforming him. The guy began rapidly sprouting fur, a different color of fur, it was a dark gray. Aaron didn't care, he took the moment to pull the dude from the Lion, propping him on his hands and knees, turning him so his ass faced him. He positioned his dick at the guys transforming hole. It was pushing out, spreading, throbbing. The Lion grabbed the boy's transforming head and stuck it's barbed dick into his mouth. The face was pushing out, his ears were elongating. Fine fur spread down his backside and up his ass cheeks as his muscles spasmed and grew. Aaron pushed his eager dick into the hole as it pulsed. He could feel it changing around his lubricated hard-on... it only made him shudder in his orca body.

Aaron could feel his abs tightening, he was back to his climax state. The thought of fucking someone mid-transformation drove Aaron wild. His bent thighs tightened, sweat rolled down his chest. He grasped the ass of the transforming guy which was now covered with dark gray fur. A free thumb was rubbing the nub growing into a tail above the ass crack. He explored the transforming canine, caressing the abs. He could feel the pressure now, growing from his churning ball-sack. Aaron uncontrollably moaned, deeply. The Lion, who was skull fucking the now wolf-like face, could feel it too. The dudes toes and fingers were growing claws, the feet were padded, legs becoming digitigrade. Aaron lurched over the finishing canines body and released. The pressure in his dick spewed cum inside the wolf's ass. It howled, muffled, Aaron could feel its cum splashing onto his foot. The lion roared. He came hard into the wolfs mouth, cum spewing out the sides. The heavy male musk being released filled the room. The wolfs pucker pulsated on Aaron's dick before he pulled out, squirting a few more random loads of cum on the ass crack. Aaron felt powerful. He needed more. The wolf collapsed, swallowing the Lion's load. The Lion lunged to the floor, licking the wolf's cum off the Orca's foot. Aaron shuddered.

The Lion got up, and suddenly charged out of the room, balls slapping wildly between his legs. Where was he going? The wolf was beginning to crawl as well. New sounds came to Aaron's. New smells. New feelings. He understood now.

The wolf had left the room. It was incredibly musky. Aaron stood there, fondling himself. He was getting harder even after he just came. He knew why. He could sense others, above him, hiding. He could smell them, they were male. The thoughts of what he was going to do them made his dick spasm, leaking pre onto the soft carpet.

Just as the Lion and Wolf did, Aaron charged out of the room, his bare, orca feet, sloshing around the cool tile of the next hall. He followed the stairs up... he had to infect.

Screams erupted on the third floor. Screams and moans.