Bio War 5 by Fishgullet mc, Mf, ff, sf

I awoke the next morning to nausea and fatigue. Every object
seemed to vibrate with waves of blue, indigo, and purple, and my
tongue was swollen with aluminum salts, or so it seemed. With
each injection of Alex's IQ serum, the side effects got worse.
The only thing I could vomit was yellow bile. Maybe it was just
that I didn't leave enough time between injections but that
didn't matter now.

Tara fussed over me like a mother hen, keeping my head moist with
cold compresses and forcing liquid down my throat. My stomach
couldn't tolerate any food. By evening though the waves of color
had diminished and I could sit up in bed without vertigo attacks.
A little broth restored my spirits and eased my worst fears that
night.

The next morning I opened Alex's computer and pulled up his
chemistry texts. I spent the day on the couch reading Organic
Chemistry and BioChem. For a solidily average student in high
school, I was whizzing through this stuff. By late afternoon, my
eyes were blurring from overuse. Tara and Marissa checked in on
me and told me they were going down to the Community Center to
the food exchange. I saw them to the porch and sat down to enjoy
the sunshine.

I must have dozed a bit for when I opened my eyes Anna was
shaking my bicep. With compassion for her loss, I patted the seat
next to me inviting her to sit down. Anna sat down and without
asking, leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder. Unsure
of myself, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and held her. She
snuggled in and after awhile gave a sigh.

"I'm not sad that he's dead, you know," she said staring straight
ahead. I remained silent.

"Marissa told me he touched her boobies. She said that he made
her touch his pee-pee."

"Yep."

"He touched me too."

"I figured as much." I drew in a good deep breath and watched her
head move up and down as I released the air.

"He touched me between my legs. He said I carried the sin of Eve
and he had to remove it, wipe away the stain from the seat of
passion. That fucking bastard."

Her words forced me to look at her face and watch the tears
pouring down. She sat up and wiped them with her hands.

"Marissa wouldn't tell me what you did, but thank you. I won't
tell anyone but you saved me, you really did."

The tears were running down my cheeks now and leaned over and
kissed her on the forehead. I told her that she was always
welcome and expected here, that this was her second home. Tara
and Marissa found us sitting together on the porch. Marissa took
Anna by the hand and disappeared upstairs. Tara took me by the
hand and hid us in the pantry for a little therapy of our own.
Damn near cracked the bottom shelf that time.

With the thirty former employees of the two factories, we
re-opened the facilities and began to manufacture again, adding
the necessary components to make isolation livable. I did section
off the back with a lock and key, turning it into the bio lab
that Alex had wanted. My thinking was that for defense alone, we
could not ignore our new world.

After weeks of setting up, I came home early one afternoon to
find Tara busy downstairs and the girls upstairs in Marissa's
room. I climbed the stairs and seeing Marissa's door open a crack
I decided to stick my head in the door and say 'hello'.

At first I was puzzled by the sounds of animals in heat but when
I tiptoed to the door my curiosity was answered. Naked on the
bed, Marissa and Anna had their heads buried in each other's
pussies. Anna was on her back and her head was hidden by
Marissa's thighs, but I could see Marissa. Her tongue was taking
long, frenzied strokes down the length of Anna's glistening slit
and she had two fingers shoved up her cunt that were pumping in
and out, and in and out.

I was mesmerized and frozen in place watching this amazing scene
play out before my eyes. A hand whispered over my thigh and took
ahold of my erection. Tara smiled up at me and pulled me away
from the door. I had all of these questions bubbling at my lips
but Tara put her finger to my lips and led me to the bedroom.

"Leave them be," she admonished me. She unbuttoned my shirt and
undid my pants. After she discarded her clothes she pulled me
into a tongue lashing kiss while rubbing her nipples across my
chest. She led me over to the bed, sat down and lewdly stuffed my
cock down her throat. I couldn't take more than a few moments of
her talented mouth and pulled out my cock to her voiced dismay.

I pushed her shoulders towards the bed with each of index fingers
and slid down to her waiting cunt. Taking a moment only to nibble
her swollen lips, I plunged my tongue into that sweltering mess
and began to lick and suck it clean. Images of Marissa licking
Anna's cunt kept flashing through my head. I found her clit and
began to flick it until Tara came near the brink. Pulling myself
away, I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed my way in.

Tara moaned louder and we met each other is a fast-paced race to
get our pleasure. When I felt her coming close again, I pulled my
cock away and she hissed in disappointment. In a heartbeat I
fastened my mouth upon her pussy and began sucking on her clit
while flicking it again with my tongue. Tara thrashed back and
forth on the bed and came with a pounding of her fists on the
mattress.

Not waiting for applause, I hoisted my cock back into her
overheated cunt and returned to a furious pace. Tara was begging
me stop. "No more, no more."

I couldn't stop. The pressure behind my balls was squeezing ever
tighter until all of the friction crashed together and I spurt
mightily into her pussy.

"Let's do that again!" Tara teased softly as she ran her hands
over my belly. She shimmied out from under me and went to
bathroom. I heard the water run and she returned with a wet
washcloth. Laying me on the bed she rubbed down first all of my
front and then all of my back.

Anna joined us for dinner that night. The air seemed to shimmer
with sexual energy and the laughter at the table seemed even more
enjoyable.

The next evening a community wide meeting was called and everyone
who wasn't on watch crammed into the hall. Another four people
had gone out to reconnotier the area south, but had found no
human beings. They had their adventures as well, but nothing so
gruesome as mine.

We were confronted with two problems that evening. One, we were
isolated, and two, the make-up of our community was slanted. We
were about 600 souls, adults and children, which according to
some theories of evolution, is sufficiently diverse to repopulate
and grow. The difficulty we faced is that we were 70% female and
30% male: there were more than two females for every male. I
glanced at Tara and Marissa on either side of me and concluded
that the facts on the ground worked for me. For some, the issue
of a man having more than one wife was a moral dilemma but for my
house, it was a living fantasy and a fact.

Although nothing was decided that night, I recognized that the
community would come around because there was no other solution.
We did discuss formalizing the marrying age as sixteen and that
was approved without any real objection. Marissa was nearly
fifteen and she had a hard time keeping a grin off her face as
the somber meeting broke up. Anna looked like she was about to
cry as her mother dragged her off.

People were more concerned about the pregnancy avoiding subdermal
implants that most of the women had; no one was really sure how
to remove the damn things! My own thoughts shied away from the
idea of fatherhood. The first thing Tara asked me when we got to
the house was if we were going to make babies. I told her I
wasn't sure, but we were sure going to practice. I thought I was
making a joke but she didn't seem to get it. She always laughs at
my jokes. Hmm.
