Quarantined due to Futa Virus Ch 11

Quick note before y'all start reading. This has male on futa and futa on male. I know some of you don't like that, so I'm leaving a warning here. Now enjoy the show!

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In a certain neighborhood, in a certain city, in a certain state, somewhere on the planet some know as Earth, there was a small suburban house. In said house, was a small family of three. They were stuck at home, also known as quarantined, due to a global pandemic known as the Futa Virus.

Said virus was the result of a top secret genetically modified viral project accidentally contaminating a natural futa. This had the unfortunate effect of turning Patient Zero's genetic uniqueness into something that spread through the air with alarming rapidity. On females it turned one hundred percent of them into lustful futas with varying genetic quirks. With males, it varied between enhancing their masculinity to turning them into futas, or just sending them to their preferred afterlife.

This family, the LaBitte family, as they called themselves, had escaped the ravages of the virus for the first month or two of the lockdown. But they had the poor judgement to attend a secret neighborhood party and were subsequently afflicted with the infection.

So we find them dealing with the biological changes brought about by the pathogen, once again in lockdown. But now they were in lockdown for fear of infecting others rather than because they were afraid of becoming infected. Also they were too horny to be seen in polite society.

If we were to glance in the morning bedroom of Mr and Mrs LaBitte, we can see just how horny the family now was. Mr. Labitte, a man in his early forties who went by the name of Dylan, was always a tall muscular fellow with a healthy sexual appetite even before the virus confined him to his home gym, but the virus had increased both his virility and musculature by an imposing margin. Even an anime musclehead would be impressed. He was currently engaged in casually thrusting in and out of his wife's sopping wet cum stuffed pussy with a 12 inch cock that was thicker than a soda can, the jizz soaked sheets and their sweaty bodies were a testament to the vigorous love making that had occurred earlier in the morning after waking up.

Mrs. Irene LaBitte was a short petite woman in her late thirties whose motherly nature was both the bane and savior of any and all school social events since she brought the best baked goods in the county but insisted on chatting the ear off every single introvert and debbie downer until they prayed for the dinosaur extinction asteroid to make a second appearance. Her aura made anyone who saw her straighten their collar and mind their manners as she passed them by, although her MILF-ish body caused them to wolf whistle with desire once she was out of earshot. If those school dads who lusted after the married woman could see her futa-fied body now, their jaws would crater the floor and their cocks would rip straight out of their pants. Her breasts, always an impressive feature on her four and a half foot body, were now impressive J cups that constantly leaked delicious, nectarous, and highly nutritious milk. Downstairs was slightly less impressive, at least for a futa, her dick was only 5 inches and was soft more than it was hard. But that did not affect how horny she always was.

Now, during their relaxed love making, you would expect them to be whispering sweet nothings into each other's ears. But you would be incorrect, at least this time. Currently the LaBitte couple were discussing the matter of their daughter. She had been infected along with her parents, and there was currently no one for her to release her pent up lust on.

"Honey, what if you take one for the team and let her do you in the ass?" Irene murmured with a slight shudder as she experienced a mini-orgasm. "I just feel so bad whenever I hear her trying to masturbate all alone in her room and I have you satisfying my pussy."

"I'll pass." Dylan replied. He was of the firm opinion that his backdoor was one way only. "What about you, dear? Maybe you should let her in your rear?"

The loving mother shuddered again, not from pleasure, but from mild fear. You see, the futa virus had given the couple's daughter, Chloe LaBitte, a 14 inch cock that was just a hair thinner than her father's and only the most hardcore would want that in their ass, and Irene was most certainly not hardcore.

"So neither of us wants to let her in our backdoor, but we have to do something." Irene said quietly. "When we were infected, we started having sex like we were horny young people again. She is a young horny person, but unlike us, she doesn't have anyone to release that pent up energy on. The Futa virus is still very new and it might not be healthy for someone with the virus to not have sex."

"But what can we do? The lockdown is still in effect and shows no sign of it being lifted anytime soon and now that she's infected the Quarantine Cops will spot her in an instant." Dylan moved his hand to grope his wife's tit, the mass of spongy flesh overflowed from his masculine hand.

"What if you took a break and let her fuck me?" The suggestion was made quietly, but entirely seriously. "I've been looking on the internet, and it seems that other families are doing it with each other to deal with their futa urges. It's actually become a bit common by now."

"But what about me?" Dylon plaintively asked. "I'll still be horny and I don't want to fuck my daughter while she's making out with you."

"You'll be fine, Dear. It will only be for part of the time, you can do more solo exercises in the basement while Chloe and I fuck."

"Aww, but you loved joining me for my push up marathon, every time I went down you squealed in pleasure as my cock went all the way in." Dylon then listed all the other exercises he had incorporated his wife into, each one had some form of sex involved that would make any gym bro proud.

"It was fun..." Irene seductively murmured as she squeezed a massive breast and produced at least a quarter cup of milk. "But we need to think about our daughter. She may be twenty one, but she'll always be our little girl that we need to take care of. Maybe you two should take turns? Each of you could have me unlimited for a day."

"But what about you, Honey? Are you ok just being used day after day as someone we can just thrust our cocks into?"

"Mhh, maybe I should take a day too?" Irene said, her voice wavered as her 5 inch cock spurted cum onto the marital bed. "Should we go down for breakfast and tell Chloe about the plan?" She spoke as though the plan was already decided, and since she had made up her mind about it, it absolutely was.

Dylan was less than happy about this turn of events. He truly loved his wife, and really loved fucking her, especially now that he had a massive rod to do so with, any time not spent fucking her now would be heartbreaking for him. But in his heart he was a true family man who deeply cared for his daughter and wanted to help her any way possible. If that meant giving up sex with his beloved wife for a bit, then he'd do it for his family's sake.

With that, the pair exited their room. Thanks to Mr. LaBitte's extraordinary muscles and Mrs. LaBitte's smaller frame, the two continued fucking even as they walked. Dylan carried his wife in a bridal pose and thrust in and out of her pussy with admirable coordination and an exceptional display of strength.

"Chloe, please come down for breakfast. Your father and I have something we'd like to talk to you about." Irene knocked on her daughter's door. Inside the twenty one year old's room a persistent fapping sound echoed, and Chloe yelled back-

"I'm CUMMING!"

It took a quarter of an hour, but Chloe finally emerged. Her clothes and body were surprisingly free of jizz, but horny pussy juice streamed down her leg like the Mississippi River. It was determined after the quarantine was over that the virus had inflicted a unique genetic futa quirk on her that required for her to have sex or she wouldn't ejaculate. Jacking off, using toys, adult videos, nothing worked for her. So she was currently stuck, twenty four hours a day, with the constant sensation of being on the verge of climaxing but never getting all the way there.

"Oh, morning, mom." Chloe casually greeted her mother, who hastily covered herself with her apron. Dylan tried covering himself with the same apron, but with limited success due to his giant frame and equally giant rod. The needn't have bothered with the display of modesty, Chloe herself was as naked as the day she was born. Her J cup melons and rock hard 14 inch cock between them were on full display for all to see.

"Good morning, sweetie. I made some eggs and bacon. Influencers online say that people infected with the Futa Virus need lots of protein."

Chloe, who had seen those same online videos, knew that the rest of the statement was that dad/mom/sister/brother/random cocks were an excellent source of protein. She rolled her eyes at her mom's usual half information as she admired her mom's extremely fuckable body. A dollop of pre-cum rolled down the foot long length.

"Now, Chloe, we have something to talk to you about." Dylan sat down, nibbling at his bacon strips. "Your mother and I realize this virus is making you very horny, and we also know there isn't anyone you like nearby who you can 'release' with. So your mother and I thought about each of us having a day..."

"A day?" Chloe asked, curious but using the table to hide that she was jacking off to her mother's bare butt.

"A day... For you to do whatever you want... Sexually." Dylan proceeded to elaborate that each of them would get their own day, but all that mattered to Chloe was that she could finally cum! She barely heard the fact about her parents each getting a day to do whatever they wanted sexually to her, a tidbit of knowledge she really should have paid attention to.

Within a minute, Chloe had agreed to everything and was nailing her mother's pussy on the kitchen table. Dylan watched only long enough to jack off and finish his breakfast. He then went into his home office where he tried to concentrate on work.

However, the orgasmic mother/daughter yells made their way through his soundproof headphones. Although it may have been his imagination since the headset was really good at blocking external noises, he didn't have the heart to check. As much as he loved his daughter and wanted her to be taken care of, he still wasn't a fan of sharing his lovely wife.

That night, Irene 'slept' in Chloe's room while Dylan was forced to jack off alone while he wondered what was occurring. Fortunately for us, we can peek into the college student's room and find out.

On the now cum soaked bed, Chloe used her 14 inch phallus to good effect. Either receiving titjobs and blowjobs, or absolutely going to town on her mother's pussy. Then for a bit of experimentation, she would give her mom's 5 inch cock a blowjob. Chloe's tits were just as big as her mom's, but when she tried to use them for a tit job, the five inch willy just got lost in the sea of jiggling flesh.

Suffice to say, Chloe was more than satisfied and for the first time since getting infected with the futa virus, her grapefruit sized balls were nearly emptied. Irene, for her part, enjoyed getting some new experiences. She loved her husband, but his energetic but tender method of lovemaking could get a bit boring after twenty years of marriage.

The next morning it was Dylan's Day. Due to the rather exclusionary nature of fucking that Chloe had utilized the previous day, he was a bit backed up and more than a little sullen. To perk him up, Irene suggested making his day a pool day. After all, this was the first good weather day of the spring.

"Good thinking, mom. I'll go get my bikini. I wonder if it will still fit."

Irine gave her husband a deep kiss that involved a lot of tongue and told him to go prep the pool while the two futas got into their bathing suits. She promised him the wait would be worth it.

Dylan was unsure about that, he just wanted to make out with his wife without the bother of dealing with bathing suits or the pool. But he wasn't one to rock the boat, and every time his wife had promised something would be worth it, it usually was. Whether that be a taste test from a new cookbook or a lacy lingerie.

Once he had changed into a speedo bathing suit that displayed his muscles perfectly, not to mention constrained his foot long dick, and finished preparing the pool for swimming, there was still no sign of his wife and daughter. So he took a quick dip. When he came up for air, he almost had to ask if he had died and gone to heaven.

Emerging from the back door was his wife and daughter, both wearing bikinis that perfectly framed their massive boobs. Irene's bottom was a tasteful yet slightly revealing garment that outlined her five inch cock but didn't show it off. Chloe's bottom was almost nonexistent, it would've been futile to try to hide the over foot long monstrosity anyway. At the sight of both his wife and daughter in such skimpy clothing, Dylan's cock threatened to rip through his bathing suit.

"Having fun, Dear?" Irene asked with a smile, leaning over to expose the valley of cleavage her bikini displayed. "I told you the wait would be worth it." Dylan could do nothing but nod silently.

She then gently lowered herself into the water. Chloe went over to one of the deck chairs and began sunbathing while slowly jacking off.

"Ooh, you are just as muscled as the day we first met." Irene murmured seductively as she rubbed her husband's iron hard pecs.

"Aww, shucks." He scratched the back of his head awkwardly as his cheeks flushed red. "I thought that I had been making a lot of gains lately in the gym. They should be twice as big as when we met."

The couple began flirting, and one thing led to another. Irene guided her husband's hands to her overflowing breasts and generous butt, while she disentangled Dylan's foot lock cock out of his speedo.

"Are you sure about this?" Dylan asked between kisses. "Chloe is right there." Up until now, they had avoided fucking in front of their daughter. It was a matter of decency and principles to him.

"Heehee." Irene giggled. "You saw your daughter fuck your wife on the table yesterday. I don't think we need to worry about being decent around Chloe anymore." As if to demonstrate, she untied her top and threw it on the grass. Her giant tits floated in the cool water. She then navigated her own and Dylan's legs out of their swimsuits, in the process she positioned herself above her husband's foot long dick.

"You know, it's technically your day. You should be more forceful. Take me like you used to do when we were younger." She kissed his cheek and nibbled his earlobe. "The virus seems to have made me more durable, even more than I was twenty years ago, go nuts, dear."

Dylan felt the floodgates open. He had always been careful with his wife, cautious not to hurt her with the muscles that he was so proud of during their lovemaking. But now he had been given the green light and he would use it for all it was worth.

With that, he pushed against the twin flotation devices otherwise known as his wife's tits and thrust his massive cock into her pussy. Starting off a fuck session that left the pool around them milky white from the couple's cum and Irene's breast milk.

To his dismay after the quarantine, Dylan found that ordinary pool cleaners and filters were utterly destroyed by the family's ejaculate. He had to fork out a significant amount of cash to replace it with a futa-approved model. But that's a story for later.

For now, both husband and wife enjoyed themselves to the fullest. Irene, despite her seemingly gentle and kind appearance, had dreamed of receiving the undiminished might of her husband's astounding muscles, and she had to submerge herself more than once to keep her orgasmic screams from annoying the neighbors. As for Dylan, he lost himself to lust and mated like a wild animal in heat.

After a few hours of this, Irene heaved herself onto solid ground and lay there panting like a beached whale as cum dripped from her pussy like a mini waterfall. "No more. Need... A break..."

Left with an awkward stiffy, not to mention significant endurance and sexual reserves left in the tank, Dylan wasn't sure what to do. "But didn't you say I should do whatever I wanted?"

"Yes, Dear. That's what I said, but I just can't take it anymore. Don't forget though, you have two people to fuck." Irene didn't have the energy to do more than gesture at their daughter and emphatically order her husband. "Go fuck Chloe!"

After Dylan waded out of the pool, he glanced between his wife and daughter. It still made him feel weird, both having sex in front of his daughter and now contemplating having sex with his daughter. But he realized two things, that Irene really didn't have an ounce of energy left, and that he really needed to fuck something.

Chloe was still doing her best to fap, but thanks to her unique quirk from the futa virus, she wasn't able to fully climax or ejaculate. So all she was accomplishing was rubbing her dick raw. "Oh hey, Dad. Nice job with mom. That was better than almost every porn star I've seen!"

Unsure about the compliment, but certain in his horniness, Dylan told his daughter to lay down forward on the chair so he could take her from behind. Her ass was rather petite and skinny, but still very fuckable.

"Ooh. Take me, daddy!" Chloe teased a bit, but if Dylan could see her face, he would see that she was flushed with lust and excitement. She wasn't exactly inexperienced, but she had never gotten to try fucking someone with her dad's muscles and dick.

Slowly but surely, Dylan inserted his foot-long cock into his daughter's pussy. When his baseball sized balls met her grapefruit sized balls, the sudden slight stimulation caused her to ejaculate all her pent up cum that had backed up on her.

"Fuck, this is tight." Dylan muttered as he held back from instantly nutting, he balanced himself on the chair and prepared to begin thrusting.

"You can grab my ass, dad." Chloe said in a breathless tone. "Even spank it a bit if you want."

Not one to pass up a free feel, Dylan grabbed his daughter's perky butt. It was small against his giant manly hands, but surprisingly soft and squeezable. Once his hands were on a firmer grabbing point, he began thrusting in and out. Chloe's fully lubed pussy easing the movement and increasing the pleasure for both.

"Ooh! Harder, Daddy!" Chloe had to bite down on a towel as she orgasmed again, the second time within five minutes. "Yeah. Fuck me harder!"

After an hour, and at least a dozen loads coating the chair from each of them. Chloe insisted on being fucked while she lay on her back. This had the unforeseen effect of causing her giant tits to bounce like pogo sticks, but that problem was solved with the aid of her dad's hands groping the J cup boobs.

"You two look like you're having fun." Irene had recovered enough energy to walk up to the fucking pair. She knelt beside Chloe and began making out with her daughter. "Mhmm. It's nice to just kiss you, sweetie, without you going wild on my pussy."

The mother daughter kiss was interrupted when an errant jet of spunk from Chloe's wildly waving cock splattered the two in the face. But instead of breaking off, they just incorporated the jizz into the makeout and commented on the taste.

"Hey, mom, is it just me, or is your cock-milk sweeter than mine?" Chloe asked. Irene thought for a moment before thinking of a good test.

"I don't know, sweetie. Why don't you do a taste test and tell me." She then positioned herself so that her 5 inch dick was in front of her daughter's mouth. Chloe grinned and began eagerly sucking on her mother's phallus as she was fucked by her dad. The two parents made out as they relieved their sexual desires on Chloe.

This continued for at least fifteen minutes, until it was interrupted by nature. "Oh fuck, I'm about to cum. A really big load this time!" Dylan cried out as he felt the pressure building up.

"Me too, Dear!" Irene exclaimed.

"Mmph Mrhr!" Chimed in Chloe, her mouth full of cock.

A few more thrusts was all it took for all three to climax in an epic manner. Dylan's masculine spunk overflowed from his daughter's twenty one year old pussy. Chloe painted all three of them white as her cock went off like a firehose. Irene filled her daughter's stomach to the point where she had to skip dinner that night.

Exhausted by their staggering ejaculations, the three of them collapsed on the pool chair. It managed to support all three of them, but it was a tight squeeze.

"Phew. That was amazing." Chloe commented. "Now I know why mom always sent me out on sleepovers when you two had date night. You two were probably loud as fuck!"

"You could be loud too, Sweetie." Irene replied. "You really shouldn't make so much noise when you bring boys home from college."

"... Oops. You guys could hear that?" Chloe had just imitated what one of her friends had told her would make guys go nuts. Incidentally, said friend was currently being told that those noises, which she told all her girl pals to make, didn't go over particularly well when being fucked by futas. What those noises were, I'll leave that to your imagination.

"I'm pretty sure that even the neighbors could hear you and, what was that guy's name? Ryan? I had to apologize to them every time you two came back for a break. But there was a bright side, your mother and I could fuck as loudly as we wanted and your noises would cover it."

Even though she was completely nude, with her dad's cum in her pussy and her mom's in her belly, Chloe still went beet red from embarrassment. She resolved to be quieter in future sexual escapades and to apologize to her college roommates for undoubtedly causing them no end of headaches.

A few minutes passed with both parents relating equally embarrassing stories to their daughter as they laughed and flirted with each other. The close proximity, however, made them horny again. Irene was between the two others, and she acted first by rubbing her husband's cock with her generous ass and inserting her rather shorter length into her daughter. This kicked off another orgy that lasted until the sun went down and the trio was forced to take their activities to bed.

It was one of the few times that adding a third to the marital bed didn't require couples counseling afterwards. The three of them made sure Dylan's day was fun for everyone involved, and Dylan grew more accustomed to using his full strength in his lovemaking.

After a fun night of sex and passion, it was Irene's day. Or 'Mother's Day' as Dylan put it in his dad's attempt at humor. Irene wasn't much for giving orders or taking advantage of others for her own pleasure, but she didn't want to just hand over her day to either her husband or her daughter, that would just make one or the other jealous.

Before either Dylan or Chloe could wake, Irene had thought all this through while making breakfast for her family. While she was mixing the pancake mix, her husband approached from behind and began feeling her up under her apron. Of course, she wasn't wearing anything aside from the flower patterned apron that instructed everyone to kiss the cook.

"Mhh, right there, dear." She flipped aside her apron to expose her breasts. "Just squeeze out some fresh milk for breakfast."

Dylan, who loved his wife's tits almost as much as he loved his wife, followed her instructions to the letter. Several cups of motherly milk went into the mixing bowl and decorated the countertop. Even though he didn't need it, Irene provided encouragement to her husband in the form of a handjob. His own white jizz soon mixed with her milk on the counter.

When the table was being set and the juice poured out, Chloe finally made her appearance. Her nude body looked tense, her foot long morning wood practically begged for relief. But since it was Irene's day, she couldn't just pounce on her mother like she so desperately wanted to.

"Good morning, Sweetie. Take a seat over there." Irene kissed her daughter's forehead and gave a light rub to the monster dick. A spurt of precum emerged from the light stimulation.

"Aww." Chloe murmured, her hands making a groping gesture as her mother's funbags were out of reach per the family agreement. But she sat in her seat without making a move.

Her motherly instincts kicked in, so Irene sat on her daughter's lap while eating the delicious breakfast of pancakes and eggs. Needless to say, her gut was stuffed with cum long before the meal was over.

"Irene, what do you have planned for today?" Dylan asked as he munched on bacon and slowly masturbated. "I've got to do some work today, but I can put it off until Monday if you want to do something."

"Hmm, I haven't done any of the usual chores since getting infected, so today I'm going to do chores and laundry. I'm sure we all have a lot of that to clean up." The family chuckled as they remembered about half their collective wardrobe was cum soaked. "Honey, I also need you to fix that leak under the kitchen sink before you disappear into your office for the day."

"Yes, Dear." Dylan replied. He dusted off the crumbs before vanishing into the garage and returning with his toolbag. Since he was just an office worker, his tool bag was only full of random items he had gotten from garage sales and auctions. But he still managed to fix the occasional leak with what he had and only made things worse about half the time.

After making a bit of a mess clearing out the space under the sink, Dylan began fiddling with his various tools on the various pipes. Only swearing once every third word.

Irene was about to start cleaning the kitchen, but the sight of her man trapped under the counter, with his half erect manhood waiting for her, made her suddenly very horny. She kneeled over and brought the foot long menace to full mast with just a few licks.

"Irene? What are you doing out there?" His voice was muffled from inside the cupboard and due to the cramped positioning he couldn't move that much.

"Nothing, Dear. Just having some fun on my day." Irene's singsong voice was honey sweet as she savored her husband's precum on her lips. She then positioned herself cowgirl style and gently rode Dylan's cock at her own pace. Having a muscular husband was great for getting pounded into a sex coma, but Irene sometimes wanted a lowkey sex experience.

"Mrr." Chloe grumbled just loud enough to be heard as she watched her parents copulate and jerked off furiously from behind the corner.

"Sweetie, don't just watch. Either come over and milk my boobs or go clean your room." Chloe dashed forward in the blink of an eye. Before you could say 'that's so fucking hot', the mother daughter pair were making out and fondling each other's boobs like there was no tomorrow.

Before long Dylan was depositing his seed within his wife and Chloe covered both her parents with her futa jizz. Oh, and if you are wondering, the sink somehow got fixed despite the sensuous lovemaking. Although the plumber who was brought in after the quarantine did not approve of using an entire roll of duct tape for a simple leak.

Once the sink was 'fixed', Dylan made his way to the basement where he proceeded to utilize his home gym to the fullest. For you see, sex is a great workout and burns a lot of calories, but there are a lot of muscles that don't get used during intimacy. Or at least that was his excuse to retreat to his gym for some guy time.

While he was busy, Irene and Chloe busied themselves with housework. A few days of unrestrained sex and passion could leave quite the mess.

As Chloe worked to move the laundry from the washer to the dryer, she heard someone approaching behind her and got an idea that only comes after watching too much porn. "Oh no! I'm stuck. Help me, daddy."

However, it was not her father who slapped her ass, it was her mother. Irene's cock was only five inches, smallest in the family, but she still wanted to use it. "You're stuck, sweetie? I guess I'll have to take advantage of my day to have some fun."

Incidentally, Chloe didn't share her parents' aversion to using the backdoor in the bedroom. So Irene, after applying some lube, slipped her cute cock into her daughter's ass.

"Fuck, mom!" Chloe exclaimed, her own cock releasing a pent up load. "That feels so fucking good!"

"Aww, I'm glad to hear my little girl likes her mommy's dick." Irene purred as she felt a load building up. "Now be sure to clean up after I get you unstuck."

Needless to say, after the two of them were finished, every scrap of clothing had to be put through the washing machine again. Like the pool filter, after quarantine was lifted a special washing machine had to be installed to deal with the family's cum.

"Sheesh." Irene groaned as she felt her daughter's hands on her tits while she scrubbed some dishes. "Go downstairs and have fun with your dad. You know he always loves showing off for his little girl."

Irene spent the rest of the day cleaning up and relaxing with her favorite smutty books while orgasmic cries intermixed with the clanging of gym equipment echoed from the basement. She only interrupted their fun time when it was finally time for dinner.

Monday morning came as it always did, without anyone wanting it.

Once again, it was Chloe's day. But after the fun sex escapades of the past two days, she didn't want to just spend twenty four hours pounding her mother she'd already done that and as fucking awesome as it was, she didn't want to be repetitive. Instead, she wanted something different that would allow her dad to have some fun while he worked his boring office job and give her someone to fuck for the day.

As the twenty one year old cogitated on the dilemma and fondled her J cup tits, she happened to glance over at her phone. She hadn't looked at it since she was infected, her computer was the gadget of choice to look up porn.

Chloe input her passcode and was immediately deluged with notifications. The overwhelming majority of them were messages and phone calls. College classmates, neighbors, and most importantly to her, a bunch of calls and texts from her childhood best friend and next door neighbor, Ange.

Several minutes of swiping and scrolling ensued. Afterwards, Chloe had, in her mind, a really good idea that would make everyone very happy today. She then began texting Ange at a speed that only a twenty one year old girl can type at. Her plan came to fruition and she broke quarantine to sneak out to visit her friend.

"Where's Chloe, Dear?" Irene asked her husband as the two of them fixed breakfast, a simple oatmeal with fruit.

"I assume she's still asleep?" Dylan replied.

"No, she's not asleep. Her door was open and she wasn't in her room."

"Hmm. Ah! Do you think our exercise yesterday inspired her to start working out on her own?" Dylan's face brightened at the idea. "At last! I'll be able to work out together with my kid. I can use all those daddy-daughter work out journals I got when I found out I was gonna be a dad. Should I help her with muscle first? Or endurance training? Don't you think our little girl will look so sexy with abs?"

Irene loved seeing her husband so excited, but her womanly intuition knew that her daughter had absolutely no interest in being as muscular as her dad. And thanks to the futa virus, both Chloe and Irene had much more endurance than they had before so there was little need for additional training.

Before Irene could burst Dylan's optimistic delusions, the couple heard the back door open. "Mom. Dad. I'm home!"

"We're in the kitchen, Sweetie." Irene called out before lowering her voice and speaking to Dylan. "Don't scold her too harshly, dear, for breaking quarantine. She wasn't gone that long so she probably just went to visit someone in the neighborhood and I'm pretty sure they're all infected by now."

But instead of delivering a lecture, both Dylan and Irene froze and stared at their daughter in shock. Not because of the massive boner that was tenting her tight shirt, but because another person was standing behind Chloe.

"Ange! What are you doing here?" Irene exclaimed as she tried to cover her giant tits with her apron. "We're infected! You can't be here if we're infected!"

"Relax, mom." Chloe pushed her friend forward and flipped Ange's skirt up. "Ange got infected at the same party we got infected at. So she's a futa now."

True enough, hiding beneath Ange's skirt was a bulge that was somehow smaller than Irene's. At its best and fully erect, it was only four inches. As for her tits, they were only an F cup, only a few sizes larger than before the pandemic, so Irene's concern over potentially infecting her child's best friend was entirely justified.

However, beneath the surface of Ange's infection was a unique genetic mutation that would become apparent only after the events of the day. Even Ange was unaware of her unique futa quirk at the time.

"I see... Well, Ange, we're just about to have some breakfast, would you like some?" Irene, true motherly figure that she was, already had a place setting out. She then realized that she was still naked aside from an apron and went beet red and hid behind her beefcake husband.

"So, Chloe, I'm guessing you invited your friend over here as part of your day?" Dylan asked as he chewed a banana. He had lots of paperwork to do and knew upon getting up that his daughter would be fucking his wife, but he wasn't quite on board with adding someone else into the mix from outside the family.

"Actually, Dad, I brought her here for you." This caused Dylan to almost choke on his banana. "I'm gonna fuck mom, and you'll get to fuck Ange."

"Chloe..." Dylan wasn't sure about this. True, Ange was the same age of his daughter and he had already fucked his daughter, but fucking his daughter's best friend? His cock below the table was all for it, but the rest of him hesitated.

"Mr. LaBitte." Ange said as she brushed aside a long bang of black hair, her face revealed to be flushed red with desire. "Don't I look sexy? I know I have a cock now, but it's just a little one and is easy to ignore." She then attempted a sexy pose, which didn't go off as she planned since a much sexier Chloe was standing next to her and a nearly nude Irene was sitting nearby.

You see, Ange was afflicted by a childhood crush on her best friend's dad. Ever since she could remember, Dylan had been front and center of her romantic fantasies. Not even pop stars and movie actors could sway her interests. And now that her crush was completely nude in front of her, she was eager to seal the deal and finally fulfill her dreams.

"Irene, what do you think?" Dylan turned to his wife.

The motherly figure was fidgeting, it had been over half a day since she had enjoyed her daughter's 14 inch cock, and she was getting anxious to get fucked by it again. "Hmm? Oh, I'm sure it will be fine dear. It's not like she's bringing in a random person. We've known Ange since she was a little kid and we've all known she's had a crush on you for forever."

"Wait! Everyone knows about it?" Ange asked in horror. She thought that she had been stealthy in her constant glances and side eye.

"Everyone." Chloe confirmed with a friendly smile. "You were about as good at keeping it a secret as the government was at keeping the futa virus contained."

Everyone in the room chuckled. From just a small beach front town in Florida, the Futa Virus had gone world wide in less than a month. Not even a certain Asian nation's lockdown protocols were any good. Indeed, the orgies that proceeded from entire malls being locked down were epic to watch on social media.

But back to the LaBitte home.

Dylan sighed dramatically. He had already pushed his boundaries by having sex with his daughter at the insistence of his wife. Now he was being pushed to fuck his daughter's best friend by his daughter.

"Dad, it's my day. So unless you want to lick my nuts during your entire lunch break while I fuck mom, give Ange a chance." Chloe gave an ultimatum that was reinforced by a horny nod from her mother.

Ange did a slow attempt at a strip tease, revealing her sexy lace bra and F cup tits, and she then sidled up to Mr. LaBitte and pressed her boobs against the muscular man. "Please, Mr. LaBitte..."

If there was one thing that Dylan LaBitte couldn't resist, it was his family and a doe eyed beautiful girl. It was the second thing that had won his heart back when he was courting his then girlfriend.

At Irene's suggestion, the four of them moved to the living room. On the way, Ange ditched her remaining clothes and Irene left her apron behind. As for Chloe, she had disrobed the instant she had closed the back door.

Once in the living room, Chloe shoved her mother down on a couch and got to work emptying her balls into her mom's sopping wet pussy. Dylan and Ange took things a bit slower.

Dylan had learned that his family could take his full strength for quite some time after they were infected with the futa virus, but he didn't know how much of his muscle he could safely use with Ange.

For her part, Ange was fulfilling all her fantasies at the moment and she planned to savor it for all it was worth. She took her time bringing Dylan's foot long cock to full mast, feeling up his solid steel muscles at the same time. She also kissed said muscles lovingly and at great length. But eventually she began paying attention to the one muscle that mattered. The one between the dad's legs.

"Ooh. It's just as big as I imagined!" Ange had stars in her eyes as she got on all fours to stare at it up close. "I'm so glad I saved myself for this!"

"Wait, really?" Dylan asked. "Shouldn't you give your first to a guy your age that you really like?"

"But I really like you, Mr. LaBitte." Ange went for a deep kiss, a rather clumsy affair but was overflowing with passion. She then maneuvered herself onto the massive cock and shuddered as the length brought her to orgasm. Due to her unique futa quirk, she ejaculated sperm in equal amounts to her dick size, that is to say, not much at all.

With meticulous care, Dylan then began fucking the twenty one year old girl. He moved slowly at first, but gradually picked up the page as he determined what his daughter's friend could take. Before long, he had Ange's legs in the air as he competed with his daughter to see who could fuck their mate the hardest.

"Wait, how the fuck are you doing that, dad." Chloe asked as she watched her dad fuck her friend in a position beyond what even the most muscle bound porn star could think to do.

"You've just gotta exercise your glutes!" Dylan replied as he orgasmed potent male jizz into Ange's hungry pussy.

"Huh... I've got no idea what that means." She glanced down at her mom. "Do girls like getting fucked like that, mom?"

"I. Know. I. Like. It." Irene's voice was punctuated by mini orgasms as Chloe's 14 inch cock penetrated her.

"Do you think the girls at college would like it if I fucked them like that?"

"Fuck yes!" Somehow the answer came from both Irene and Ange. It was hardly an unbiased scientific study, but since it also meant a one hundred percent positive response, Chloe went with it.

"Hey, dad. After you get off work, could you train me?" The question prompted great joy in the exercise fanatic father, it also prompted another ejaculation into Ange's ever jizz hungry pussy.

An hour later, and several cum loads deposited in individual pussies, an alarm went off to tell Dylan that he was almost late for work. "Shit, I've got to go." He hastily dumped Ange onto the cum soaked couch and began walking towards his home office.

"Wait! I still want more hulking daddy cock!" Ange jumped up and quickly followed after Dylan, and made it in before the door closed. She spent the rest of the morning giving blowjobs and getting fucked from underneath Dylan's desk.

In the living room, the mother daughter pair continued fucking like horny bunnies. Doing it in a variety of positions and ways, but never getting out of arm's reach of each other. Or to put it another way, never getting out of cumshot range of Chloe's cock.

Around the mid to late afternoon, Ange wandered out from the home office. Her midsection was visibly bulging out from the excess of manly juices she had absorbed through all available holes. Chloe greeted her friend from the recliner as she fucked her mom in a reverse cowboy position.

"Oh, where's Dylan?" Irene asked out of concern for her husband as she milked her massive mammaries dry.

"He's just taking a nap." Ange replied, a supremely satisfied smile plastering her face alongside the copious amounts of jizz. "He was just so tired after fucking me as much as I wanted and he barely had time to clock out before passing out."

"Aww. Poor dear." Irene crooned out. "Sweetie, I know it's your day and all, but do you mind if we take a break so I can check on your father. You can talk and catch up with your friend, I'm sure you two have a lot to talk about after both of you got infected."

"Sure, mom." Chloe helped her mom dismount from her foot long steel rod. Despite hours of fucking, it was stood straight up like a flag pole between her J cup breasts. "Come over and take a seat, Ange. You can tell me if fucking my dad was as good as you always imagined."

The two nude college students cuddled up close on the cum drenched seat and began chatting at a rapid fire pace. Irene slipped away to the home office and fed her unconscious husband some of her highly nutritious and virility enhancing milk directly from her tits. Afterwards, the loving couple engaged in sweet passionate fucking until Dylan actually had to do some work or risk being fired.

Irene left her husband's office to check on her daughter. In the living room she saw Chloe's giant cock bulging Ange's midsection as the best friend moaned in pleasure.

"Hi, mom! Hey, guess what? Ange says she wants to spend the rest of the quarantine with us. Her parents are always in their room anyway and won't notice she's gone." That was a bit of a fib. They really were in their room all the time, but they also weren't the tiniest bit muscled, and that was what really mattered to Ange for dealing with her futa urges.

"What about our system?" Irene asked. "Will she need a day for herself too?"

"Thanks, Mrs. LaBitte, but I just want to get fucked by muscular people all day and night. I don't need to have a day to tell people to do that here." Ange grinned as an orgasm shook her nerdy frame and futa-jizz spurted from her 4 inch dick.

Not one to interfere in the decisions of her family, Irene shrugged and made a mental note to make an extra serving for dinner and to set out an extra plate.

By the time dessert was served, the family as a whole was half asleep. Once dessert was over, in more ways than one, the entire family that now included Ange, fell asleep on a single bed. For the first time since getting infected, there wasn't a drop of unspent cum in any of their balls.

Oh, as for Ange's unique futa quirk. It turned out that it was excessive fertility. Leading to an exciting announcement from her before the week was out, and a lot of online shopping during the rest of the quarantine.

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Once again, thank you for reading this story. Sorry that it's a bit late. I got a promotion at work and the fucking training led to a massive brain drain. -_- Anyway, as always, a big thanks to Juan_p3p3 for the story idea. I always have fun with your suggestions. I do read all the comments, so if anyone else has an idea/request, I'm always open to suggestions.

P. S. I'm workshopping an long form story idea where a human futa goes to a planet of alien futas and eventually becomes their equivalent of Superfuta. If y'all hate/love the idea, let me know.

P. P. S. I feel very sheepish about not including the chapter listing in the last story. If anyone knows how to fix that, please tell me.