The orange blur that had knocked you down came into full focus...
You'd heard of these women, seen warnings about them on TV...catgirls gone more-or-less feral with lust, willing to do anything for another fix. This one was still dripping the evidence of her previous encounter...whichever poor soul it had been, it was recent. As she crept toward you with a deep purr in her throat, you realized it didn't matter. You were her next conquest...
As she embraced you and you felt her many breasts compress against your chest, you hoped what you'd heard about this condition being contagious wasn't true...