Activated Pt. 01

So, the world is under someone's control; it has been that way for the years and we only recently found out. About 3 years ago several diseases just disappeared overnight like a miracle and several religions were quick to take credit, but that wasn't it.

It was really amazing; several types, but not all of them, of cancer went away, and damaged organs were regenerated. The patients all overnight started feeling better and felt compelled to visit their oncologist for testing. The shocked doctors told the patients that it didn't go into remission and that it was like they never had cancer.

This spawned fresh research to figure out what happened and whether it could be replicated because there is still uncured cancer. What they found was about as understandable as a miracle: they found small microscopic machines in the patients. The scientists looked at everyone else and found the same machines; everyone was "infected."

Is the whole world infected? Certainly, when they went into archived blood samples, they found these going back years. Tiny machines were in all of us for a year, scanning us and learning how we worked, and when they cured everyone, whoever was behind it probably decided they had learned enough and didn't need to hide anymore.

So why am I thinking about it now? Well, in the last 3 years, whoever is behind this has been making changes, most of them good, some of them kind of strange. A few more diseases are a thing of the past. Very good. One night the president in the middle of a news conference started endlessly confessing, going to say that was a weird one. They resigned the next day.

Sometimes the changes are sexual, scenarios that suddenly spring into being, completely random, although there are a few patterns, never anyone under 18 or in their presence, and nothing that causes discomfort or injury.

Which brings me back to the present. My college roommate just activated; it seems. Out of nowhere, she said, "A few weeks ago, I caught sight of your tits, and they were amazing. Can I see them again?" This is so out of character for her; she is very quiet and modest; maybe 2-3 dates with guys in the 2 years we have been roommates; and she certainly wouldn't use the term "tits".

Here's the thing: usually people around someone activated are activated too, so as soon as I heard that, I guessed I was as well. Seeing my hands move to quickly remove all my clothes sort of confirmed it. When I thought about what I was doing, what came back was that she wanted to see my tits, so I might as well get naked; not undressing wasn't even something I was considering.

Strangely, I saved the shirt and bra for last. I was then standing there, completely naked, in front of my roommate, who was fixed on my tits. I just realized that that was the only word that seemed to fit for them anymore; the other words were in my vocabulary, but I would never use them. As I took off the last of the clothes, her eyes lit up. "They are more amazing than I remember."

Now I do think that genetics was kind to me. I was slim with long reddish blond hair, fair skin, and a really nice set of tits that fit nicely into a c-cup bra, or at least they did because girls who are activated like this usually gain a bra size, making them look like they had a visit to the plastic surgeon. I expect the next few days will see this happening to me.

Jenny continues to look, edging closer. I find myself posing to give her every view possible when she suddenly says, "Can I lick them?" Looking back, I should have reacted differently, but in the moment, it seemed like a very reasonable request. My friend and roommate wanted to lick my tits; it was like she asked to borrow a K-cup because she ran out of coffee. Not only was I willing to let her, I was actually getting excited for it.

She gets up to sit on my bed, and on the way, pulling off her clothes as fast as possible, I think to myself "Her tits aren't so bad either; I never noticed", probably because she was so shy and always wore bulky clothes.

I think she was afraid I was going to change my mind. Jenny rushed to sit next to me on the bed. I think she was quietly asking for permission, and I nodded slightly, and she went at it with abandon. With one hand, she cupped my right tit--yep, that is my word now--and with the other, she licked and kissed.

Now one of the things that have been activated reported was that sex in any form was much more intense. This is why Jenny's attention felt better than any boy ever has; it felt like an orgasm without being one. This felt better than I had ever felt when someone paid attention to my tits. I panicked when she seemed to stop, but she just shifted so she could change her attention from one tit to the next.

This is when it got intense; both of us were getting turned on, and I have never been attracted to another girl, Jenny probably the same, but right now I couldn't help but reach down and slide a finger into her, finding she was just as wet as I was. As I pulled my fingers out, I brushed her clitoral area, and she shuddered, stopped licking my tits, and looked at me for a half second before pushing me down on the bed.

The next thing I knew, she had her mouth on my pussycat and hers was in my face. The only reasonable thing was to start licking. This is what you do when someone 69s you, even if you never thought about it with another girl in your life.

What followed is a blur, the most intense orgasms of my life. Another thing that was rumored about someone who has been activated is that when they are having sex with someone, anyone who orgasms will trigger the partner, even if they aren't doing something that will normally produce it. A woman who is giving a blowjob will find herself climaxing along with the guy. I think I confirmed this rumor over and over again.

We were both exhausted and covered in sweat as I looked at the clock. It had been over 45 minutes since she asked to see my tits. Now that the spell was sort of broken, I could still see her eyeing my tits, but I didn't see the lust to lick them.

"So how is your evening going, Sandy?" she asked.

"Unexpected; I didn't see it going that way, but that was amazing."

"I don't know what came over me; I remembered when I saw your tits the other day, and while I was sitting there, it was all I could think of. Your tits are amazing, you know."

"I bet you say that to all the girls", I returned with a smirk.

"No, no, I never thought about any girls that way before; I don't think I even thought about your magnificent tits when I saw them the other day, but now I'd pull down the sheet if we both weren't so tired."

I started to think about it. Jenny was beautiful, and I was also getting aroused by her. Did the nanites turn me into a lesbian? Did they convert Jenny? This was very possible, and there were rumors, but mostly they said how women were flipped into bisexuals, even lesbians.

I dropped the sheet I was using to cover up and grabbed my robe. I got a little gasp out of Mandy, but nothing more. I peeked open the door and looked out. Our room was right by a common area, and I wondered if we made enough noise to be heard. In the moment, I wasn't thinking about it.

Sitting in one of the chairs, his leg over the arm of the chair was Alex McGuire; he was modestly attractive with mussed blond hair; he was just reading a book; he looked like a phycologist. He'll do it, and I think this night will go differently than he expected.

"Hey Alex, got a moment, I need a favor?"

He looked surprised; I don't think he gets girls talking to him out of the blue much, especially ones with such amazing tits, as I added in my head.

"Uh, sure, what do you need?"

"Just come in here." He's probably thinking he's going to be asked to kill a spider or something.

Once he got in the room, I think it hit him--the smell of a very aroused woman, or maybe 2. He looked confused for a moment, then shifted to a different sort of confusion; he didn't know what to make of this.

"See, Jenny and I just got activated; you can probably smell the result of that. I need a big favor; I need to check if I'm a lesbian or bisexual."

Oh yes, his brain is breaking. He opens his mouth to respond, but no words come out.

"Any chance you can fuck me to test that out? I promise that even if I am a lesbian, I'll let you finish up."

He actually dropped his book when I asked him to fuck me. I was pretty sure I wasn't a lesbian at this point. I found his confusion attractive, and I started to pull off his clothes. When his dick popped out underwear, I put my mouth on it, pretty sure that isn't a lesbian thing. As I started to blow him, I realized I was much better than before. Another gift is that the nanites is that they teach you skills.

I slowed down; I don't want this over that quick, and with my new skills, it probably would have been in 15 seconds. I wondered what else I instantly learned; certainly, my way around a pussy was in the mix; likely it will be something non-sexual like a language. I need to explore that, but first I need Alex in me.

I took off my robe, and Jenny gasped. I knew she was looking at my tits. I sat him down on the mess of a bed, pushing him down flat and climbing up on top. He was too stunned; I don't think he could drive. When he entered me, I was sure I wasn't a lesbian; in fact, this was almost certainly going to be the best sex with a boy I ever had.

I reached down and brought his hands up to my tits; that felt really good and helped balance me as I was grinding him into me. I could tell he didn't have much experience, so it wasn't a surprise when he exploded after maybe 30 seconds, and when he exploded, I did too. I collapsed on him, then lifted my head up and kissed him in thanks.

Slowly, I got up and put on my robe, looking over at Jenny, who was aroused but unsure how to handle it.

"Uh, thanks; did that help you?" Alex asked. Honestly, I thought I killed his ability to speak.

"Yep, I'm good, guys for sure, and probably girls, although maybe just Jenny; I'll have to test that."

"Alex?", Jenny asked, her shyness bringing her volume down to almost a whisper. "I was wondering if you could help me too."

I'll give him credit for his expression; this wasn't smug like you would get from a guy who just fucked a girl and was seemingly being asked to fuck her roommate. I looked down; Alex hadn't dressed, and his dick was starting to return to hardness.

"There is a problem though; I really want you inside me too, but I'm a virgin", I guess I shouldn't be surprised at that. "I don't want you to fuck my pussy; can you fuck me in the ass?" That shocked me, and I think it turned me on a little. Alex had his stunned look again.

Jenny walked over and got some hand lotion and didn't waste a moment applying it to Alex's dick, allowing him to completely recover from fucking me. Once she was sure he was set, she got on hands and knees on my bed. I guess since one bed was messed up, it made no sense to mess up another.

He got up behind her, paused, and looked at me for help. "Sandy, before you tonight, I was kind of a virgin; I have never done this before."

"Alex, I can help," I said as I moved beside him and lined him up with Jenny's asshole. "Just push forward slowly; stop if she says something," and just like that, he started pounding away at my friend. Just like my session, he didn't last long, but that was to be expected. He grunted as he climaxed into her butt, and she made a sound I was very familiar with as she orgasmed.

I got some wet wipes, and we all started cleaning ourselves up. I guess we all needed showers at this point, but it made no sense to start the rumor mill with all of us dashing to the showers at the same time. After all this tonight, Jenny actually surprised me more than anything else. Fresh from having him pound her ass, shy Jenny actually asked Alex out.

I wouldn't have asked for it, but I welcomed the change in me and silently thanked the creator of the nanites, whoever he was.