Bacteria 31088 was becoming more and more bold with its attacks. It had pressed further into the island, even reaching the campus of Shokushu, and the wealth of potential victims that it contained.

On this particular venture, the virus had come across a block of buildings, each room housing a specimen to infect. It was the virus's ultimate dream. Unconditional, unstoppable breeding rights. Suffice to say, it had waited until the coast was clear before making it's way up the building, seeking out a particular prey.

It came to the window of an empty room. The human that lived in it was not here... but nearby. Perhaps she was in the shower? With a quick snap of the handle, 31088 gained entry to the dorm, crawling inside quickly and silently, shutting the window behind itself...

Diana was humming softly to herself, her body pressed against the cold, tiled wall of the inside of her shower. Her eyes were closed and her face was red with a soft blush, as mere hours ago she had awoken after being raped by a monster and she was now busy washing out the tentacle gunk out of her deepest crevices. But in the process she had stimulated her already sensitive nether lips and had begun unconsciously rubbing her clit, orgasming at her own hands. Now Diana was letting the hot jet of water wash away the mixture of her own juices and the few left overs of the creature's. After being content with her cleanliness, she poked her head out of her shower to make sure no one had wandered into her room. Diana was extra careful now, especially since her "disappearance". Content that the room was empty, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around herself tightly, covering up her breasts and naval, and stepped out of the steaming shower. She made her way to the couch situated near the door of her room and flicked on the television, sitting on the couch in nothing but a towel, laziness preventing her from getting dressed.

She flicked through the channels, not even paying attention to them while her mind raced with the many rumors that had begun about her disappearance. Maybe she'd found out how to get off the island and ditched us? Maybe she was kidnapped by the aliens and they took her away to some sort of prison after fighting back? Maybe she had been raped by a giant frog and the amphibian had accidentally eaten her? They were all stupid and doubtful. But still, it was nice to be the center of attention, especially with all of the girls whispering and giving her admiring glances. Finally bored with the television, she flicked it off and raised the hem of her towel, her hands finding their way to the warm area between her thighs.

31088 watched from its hiding place beneath the girls bed. It could only make out vague movements of the girls hand and body, but not enough to hazard a guess as to what she was doing. It decided that it was best to get a closer look on this piece of human behaviour.

With a quiet, tiny shudder, a tentacle arose from the hosts naked back, a large blinking eye on the end of it. It slowly unravelled and entended from under the bed, gliding across the ground in the shadows. It raised itself up, still keeping to the darkness, and observed the girl from the front...

Diana's cheeks were flushed a rosy pink, her agile hands working fast to stimulate her sensitive nether lips. Her fingers first teasingly traced around the edge of her womanhood, gently caressing the sensitive skin lovingly. Her eyes closed softly, a warm pant escaping her pink lips. After feeling the slightest twinge of emotion within her care, she slowly began to run index finger up and down the tight slit that was her birth canal, drawing soft, wanting moans from her rounded lips. Her mouth turned into a small "o" as she further stimulated her body. After she felt her finger become lubricated enough with her own juices, she began to slide it into her warm cunt. Diana threw her head back, her now dry hair spreading as a backdrop behind her, as she continued to stimulate and play with herself. "Oh.. Yeah... You know you like that, you whore... Ngh... That's right... Oh, you're so wet, you little bitch..." She continued to talk to herself, making her work harder at making herself orgasm. A warm twitch flinched through her body and she unconsciously flicked back her robe, revealing her golden globes. Without a second thought, Diana put her hand to the breast and began to milk herself, twisting and pulling on her aroused nipples. Her soft moaning reverberated throughout the room, to the ears of the creature hiding beneath her nearby bed.

31088 was fascinated by the scene unfolding before it.

This girl was stimulating herself, letting a huge number of scents and pheromones loose into the air. Whatever she was doing to herself, it was grabbing the attention of the hidden virus, who drew itself closer to the girl, tentacle snaking ever closer, host body crawling out from under the bed. Very quietly, the host body stood upright behind the masturbating girl, staring down at her.

A cruel thought tip-toed through 31088's mind. It commanded its host body to release a cloud of pheromones into the room. It was specifically designed to heighten the sensations of everything in the immediate vicinity. The girl would find herself craving more and more terrible ways of getting herself off, making her perfect prey for the virus...

Diana's warm nether lips began to redden from the stimulation and she took in a soft gasp, swallowing the now air-born pheromones. Her agile, thin and precise hands continued to piston through her cunt, bobibng in and out of the warm and moistening hole located between her inner thighs. Her head was still thrown back, her eyes closed tightly and her mouth opened wider, conflicting groans and moans accompanying a soft and wet sloshing sound as her birth canal became flooded with sexual juices. "Oh, god... Oh, god... NGH! Shit..." Diana continued to groan and moan, her hips rolling softly as her tits are crushed and stretched as she massages them with her hand. Finally, sensing relief, she arches her back, planting her feet into the carpet to hold herself aloft. She squealed loudly, a sudden convulsion deep inside of her uterus forcing her innards to shake in ecstasy and her warm sex juices to spill forth, out of her birth canal and down into her white robe. She held herself aloft for several moments, shivering slightly, before collapsing down onto the couch.She was panting softly, her eyes closed and her face red.

31088 knew that this was the moment to strike. Its prey was spent and weakened on the couch, just waiting to be attacked by the virus. The host crept nearer, approaching from behind Dianas head so that it wouldn't be spotted.

The only sign of its approach was the gentle tip-tapping of liquid splattering on the floor as the hosts body slowly changed. A huge, swollen member began to grow from its crotch, red and hot, aching to be buried in the prey.

31088 stood over the girls head, a droplet of hot, sweet, thick liquid landing on her inviting lips...

(Hope you mean my mouth)

Diana was spent, her body was aching with need and a desire to be filled by a man, a woman, anything that was willing! Then, as a long strand of see-through liquid plopped on her lips, she realized that her wish was about to come true. She quietly whispered, "Oh no..."

Diana used every ounce of her energy to pounce from the couch, hopping over the tentacle that had had an eye on the end of its length. She quickly glanced at it, realizing that it had been watching her while she had pleasured herself. Suddenly, she was glad Violett wasn't here. She turned around when she had reached the wall on the other side of the room, her hair swinging wildly around her only to reform into its normal shape, laying straight down against her back. She grimaced, looking around her. No way to escape, as always. Oh, how she cursed herself for lacking the creativity or the foresight to make an escape route. Now she was doomed, horny and dripping down the inside of both of her legs.

Now it was time for 31088 to start its work. The virus thought of all the interesting things it could do to this victim, the changes that could be made once she became a host...

The eye-tentacle wrapped itself around Diana's legs, tying up her ankles and knees. The eye itself closed up and disappeared. 31088 knew just how sensitive eyes could be when attacked. Thousands of tiny pores opened up along the tentacles length, soaking up the girls juices, drinking it up and absorbing it into the host body. Two more tentacles joined the first in caputring the girl, these wrapping around her wrists and holding her arms outstretched.

The host body approached Diana slowly, observing her. It took in the sight of her curves, her hair, her face. The eyes lingered on the girls bountiful breasts with hunger...

31088 reached the girl and leaned forward, opening its mouth and planting it on one of her breasts, circling the tongue around the nipple and slurping noisily...

"No, please, stay back--"Diana was stuttering to say when the tentacles attacked. First her ankles, then her wrists and finally her waist were bound. She struggled profoundly, her face contorted into an expression of anger and determination, her skin beginning to turn red with the amount of force she put into trying to escape the strange creature. Finally exhausted, she gave up, only to find her attention brought down to her supple breasts. Some sort of woman was suckling on Diana's teat and her face began to redden. Her nipple began to stiffen, standing proud from the attention it received from the questing tongue. She cursed herself as she began to feel her already aroused slit begin to moisten and moans begin to escape her young mouth. "Please, stop, why are you doi--NGH!" She found herself unable to speak, her moans of pleasure and gasps for breath interrupting her ragged speech.She made one last futile attempt to hopefully call for help. "Someone, help me.... Ngh, please!" Her voice was softened and interrupted by loud groans and moans. Within ten seconds she had been in a cloud of ecstasy, a roiling storm of fear and then back into the cotton mist of sexual pleasures.

31088 lapped at the breast hungrily, tongue spiralling everywhere it could. Its hosts hands held the girls waist, running down her hips, gripping her buttocks, squeezing them. It was time to infect this girl. To find an opening...

The host stepped away, a thin line of saliva connecting its lips to Diana's breast. The tentacles pulled the girl up roughly and quickly. They flipped her and bent her over so that her ass and pussy were pointed toward the host, tentacles holding her in place so that she couldn't escape.

The host stood forward again, placing its face closer and closer to Diana's intimate region. It slowly extended its tongue, tasting the juices of the girls womanhood, drinking them down...

Diana shuddered involuntarily, her voice whimpering softly as she felt the woman's warm tongue stroke her sensitive nether lips. Her blond hair waved around her, her exposed cunt dripping into the woman-like creature's tongue. "Ngh! Let go of me, please!" She felt herself being bent and contorted, like she was this thing's play thing. She had to admit, that was definately what she felt like. She just couldn't keep herself out of that inviting bed of ecstatic pleasures and finally gave in, her carnal needs conquering her.

Diana began to wiggle her hips, trying to press the woman's tongue deeper into her cunt. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy and her lips were pursed as she felt the intimately welcomed tongue press into her salivating folds. A moan escaped her lips as she felt the tongue finally begin to slide in deeper.

((Sorry for the wait! ))