Published: Dec 31, 2023

My seventy-second caption. Happy New Year!

After the outbreak of an ancient, gender-bending virus on their college campus, a student returns a year later to discover things are not the same as they once were…

What I imagine is playing at the end: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kBRGu6kF_I8

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It had been a few days since the college reopened, nearly a whole year after it had been shut down. Last year, there had been a serious outbreak of the Konu Virus here, forcing everyone who hadn’t been exposed to go home, while the unlucky ones went into long-term isolation. The Konu Virus was quite the odd and unique infectious agent. Accidentally released from a glacier in Iceland after being in hibernation for an estimated 120,000 years, it directly attacked the body’s Y-chromosomes. Men who caught the virus were slowly transformed into biological women over the course of a few months. It had caused quite a panic due to how quickly it spread, especially in warmer climates, and due to its structure being entirely unique compared to traditional viruses. It was impossible to treat once contracted. While the world’s countries had mostly contained it years ago, the implications of what might happen if the male population dropped too low alarming everyone in the world, there were still occasional outbreaks like at my college recently. It seemed unreal.

Now that the source of the outbreak had been completely decontaminated and the victims had been treated as best as possible, we were able to go back and resume our studies there. While a lot of students were sticking to taking their courses online out of fear now, I had always preferred to take my classes in person, having a terminal habit of never doing well in online courses due to a lack of focus. As I walked the halls, I began noticing how barren it all was, the smell of bleach and other chemical agents still hanging around in the air. Today I’d be meeting with Dr. Edmondson again, one of my favorite professors on campus. He taught Biology and Environmental science courses, and even though he was one of the younger professors, he and I had gotten along quite well. I respected him, which was more than I could say for other professors, and he appreciated the fact that I came to my classes and wrote proper notes.

However, when I walked into Room 315, I noticed Dr. Edmondson wasn’t the one standing behind the computer podium. In his place was a 6’2” woman with long black hair and a cute face. She had a bit of pudge on her belly and waistline, but all it did was accentuate her impressive hips and tits. Her tight shirt and gray pants seemed to struggle with these curves, straining with every movement as she turned towards me, smiling as I took a seat in the front row. To my utter shock, she introduced herself as Dr. Edmondson! Since she and I were the only ones to have shown up, she took the time to explain to me that he, now she, had been one of the people exposed to the virus, and that this was what she was now. Unfortunately for me and her, her course had been canceled at the last minute after news of her previous infection had spread, causing everyone to drop out of the class except me, who hadn’t heard what had happened to her body. With sadness in her voice, she told me to go to my other classes, and that she’d refund my books later if I brought them back to her.

Hours later and exhausted from my other courses, I began to make my way back towards my dorm before realizing I had forgotten to go to Dr. Edmondson’s office for that refund. Walking back up into the now mostly-empty administration building, I noticed that the A/C was still busted, leaving the older building completely filled with heat and humidity. Wanting to get this over with quickly and go back to my dorm, I walked up to Dr. Edmondson’s door, noticing it was slightly ajar. I peeked through it only to see Dr. Edmondson undressing herself in her office! She was covered in sweat from the heat, wearing a matching set of lacy red underwear. She seemed to find taking off her own clothes quite relieving, letting out a small moan as she pulled her shirt over the top of her head. I could feel my face grow ever hotter than before as I found myself unable to look away from the private strip tease she was giving me.

As I peered through and inched closer, I accidentally bumped my foot against the trashcan next to the door, causing a dull thud that got her to flip around, immediately getting her to lock eyes with me. After taking a moment to process my presence and her current, undressed state, she let out a sharp screech, trying to cover herself back up as I slammed the door shut. Knowing better than to run off, I simply sat down on the chair outside her office, waiting for her to come back out on her own terms. Sure enough, she opened the door a few minutes later, now fully clothed, telling me to come inside her office.

“Well… I suppose we should talk about what just happened.” She began, her face as red as a beet. “I uh, you see, it was hot, and my clothes were soaked…”

“You don’t have to explain yourself to me, si-ma’am.” I quickly halted, correcting myself mid-sentence. “I won’t tell a soul about what I saw here today.”

“That’s… not quite what I’m worried about.” She refocused, genuinely confusing me. “I’m ashamed to admit it, but seeing you in my classroom today, I was shocked at how… well, there’s no subtle way to say this. You turned me on quite badly. I wanted to teach you today’s lesson, but I just couldn’t do it.”

Her admission was a complete shock to my system. Even more sweat began to pour from my brow as I sat there in the chair across from her, trying desperately to keep my growing erection hidden from view. Dr. Edmondson noticed me squirming in my chair, and at that point there was nothing I could do to keep her from seeing the bulge in my pants. As she noticed this, she leaned back in her chair with a smirk on her face, holding onto a pen tightly.

“Um, listen.” She spoke back up in a softer voice, looking away as she avoided eye contact. “You could… come visit my apartment tonight. If you want.”

Her sudden offer managed to take the life right out of me as I sat there, jaw agape. Just the mere idea of it broke just about every moral and ethical code imaginable, and my respect for her was still present even in her new form. Still, she clearly wanted me as badly as I wanted her, and I was enthralled.

“I’ll… let my roommates know I won’t be back tonight.” I slowly agreed, getting her smirk to turn into a smile as she put the pen in her mouth and bit it.

Not long afterwards, I was sitting next to Dr. Edmondson in her car. Less than ten minutes later, I was in her nice apartment. While I was still worried about this whole situation to some extent, her looks, body, and movements were like a form of hypnosis to me. I was like putty in her hands. Practically dragging me to her bedroom, she started taking off her clothes again, making more of a show out of it this time. Her red underwear was like wrapping paper to me.

“I hope you like my music.” She remarked, turning on a nearby speaker as some kind of erotic lounge music began playing. “This should improve the mood.”

Doing another little dance, she began to remove her bra, exposing two perfectly-shaped breasts to the air before slowly pulling down her panties. She was perfect in every sense of the word, and it took less than ten seconds for me to fully embrace her, ready to spend the rest of my life with this perfect woman.