Artificial Affection Ch. 02

I dashed to Victoria's place. It's true everything that happened, all the girls that got infected and were either pregnant or wasting away, it was all my fault. It was because of the stupid love potion and my misuse of it. Despite this, I felt like a superhero as I bolted to meet with Vic. We were going to save those people. Nobody was going to die from our chemical concoction. My feet flew up the steps. She buzzed me in and I bounded down the halls until I came to her apartment. I knocked at the door quickly and constantly like an annoying prick. Victoria finally opened the door and suddenly all thoughts of the cure completely vanished. My smile disappeared. My mouth hung open. Vic... was... HUGE. Ok she wasn't that big because she was only around eleven weeks along but she was the most pregnant-looking woman out of every pregnant woman at the university. I'm sure I said that about Jasmine but that was mostly because it was a big belly on a small girl. Vic was a whole different story. She was without a doubt bigger than Jasmine. Vic was even about a week less pregnant than Avery, Monet and Jasmine, yet she looked like she was further along than them. It was truly amazing how unique pregnancy was for each woman.

"Are you gonna come inside? Tell me you're idea for a cure? Say something or move, you fucking jackass?" Vic spat. I was speechless. It seemed her personality didn't change. The rest of her sure did. She lead me inside and closed the door behind her. She was wearing what appeared to be yellow gym shorts and a yellow sports bra. It was strange to be wearing clothes like that because it was still winter though the cluttered room looked like she hadn't left her apartment all weekend. I began to sweat. The heat was cranked up in her place. "Yo dumbass, tell me what's going on?" Vic demanded. She crossed her arms in an impatient manner. That's when I noticed her already enormous tits were even bigger! They looked like they were popping out of her top. I'm pretty sure whatever she was wearing was too small. My male mind couldn't come up with a guess on her cup size, E, F? Were those real sizes? They stuck out far past her round belly. Victoria's ass and thighs had rounded out a bit more but the biggest change was definitely her tummy. She always had humongous breasts, however, she used to have a six pack; now it's a one-pack, um, I mean a baby bump.

I blushed and stammered. It's my classic move. "For fuck's sake Joey, out with it! Because this," Vic rubbed her swollen stomach, "can't be the only cure!"

"Ok!" I piped up. "I have an idea. I don't know why it took me so long to think of but what if we use pregnancy hormones? The cologne alters DNA and I don't know how to undo those altercations but if we simply trick a woman's body into thinking it's pregnant then she won't waste away. That's how it works, right? The body uses hormones to trigger things and sense things so the implanted DNA will recognize the pregnancy hormones, think the woman is pregnant and that's gotta be what prevents the DNA from triggering all those nasty side effects. It'll be all the same chemicals but the woman won't actually be pregnant."

Victoria stared at me. "That's the dumbest shit I've ever heard," She put plainly.

"What?"

"Where are we gonna get pregnancy hormones from? How would we extract them? Do you know which hormones are from pregnancy and in what concentration? What side effects are there to injecting a woman who isn't pregnant with pregnancy hormones? If the whole process went well would it even work? Would it be temporary or would they keep having to get these injections? This isn't a solution, Joey, it's a theory."

I was visibly upset. I thought I was onto something. "Well if it's out of our hands we could at least anonymously tell someone about the idea. I'll make a new email account and use a school IP address to send information to the hospital, university and school paper. They can't just let those girls die!"

Victoria sighed. "Yeah, I never wanted kids, never thought I'd be pregnant but I consider myself lucky compared to what those girls are going through. Let me tell you Joey, before you... before you knocked me up I really thought I was gonna die. I felt like my body was on fire or being torn apart by wolves. I was so horny but had no energy to move or eat, too much pain to sleep. It was horrible. I felt my body shutting down. That was over a month ago. The last I've seen, those girls in the hospital look like ghosts. Do whatever you can Joey."

I pulled out the test tube of magenta liquid. Victoria's eyes went wide. She recognized the cologne. "What the actual fuck! That fucking incriminates us! I told you to get rid of that!"

"I thought we might need it to make a cu-"

"And I told you to forget it!" Vic snapped. She stormed towards me and yanked the vial from my hand. "I'll dispose of it myself because you apparently can't be trusted to do it!" Vic accused. She placed it in one of the drawers in her kitchen area. I stared at her in stunned silence.

"What? You think you're gonna get lucky like last time? Get outta here!" Vic yelled, gesturing towards my crotch. I didn't need to look down to know I had an erection. I didn't know she could see it with me wearing jeans as it wasn't as obvious. She did notice. I couldn't help it. She was a hot, young, exotic, half Latina with big tits and a belly swelling with my baby.

"Ok Victoria. I'll leave but I know you're secret," I warned. She shot daggers from her eyes. I walked toward the door. Vic followed me.

"Oh yeah what's that?" Vic scoffed. I left her apartment and stood in the hallway. She glared at me from the doorway, awaiting a response.

"I know you like me. There's a reason you wanted to help me make the love potion, there's a reason why you mess with me constantly and there's a big huge reason why you called me, out of all people, to put a baby in you! You're gonna call me sooner than you think."

Victoria rolled her eyes and slammed the door. She pretended to be annoyed. I knew I was right. I couldn't explain why she acts like she does or did what she did, though I knew I was right. I'd figure her out eventually.

Later, I anonymously emailed all the resources I could think of. Two weeks went by with no word of a cure, testing, or anything. Victoria and I were pissed off. We couldn't do anything but they could at least try. We gave them crucial information. I got a call from Vic late one night. She wanted me to come over to apologize to me. The way we left things I should apologize too. I was sort of bluffing too, I wasn't sure how she felt about me. Vic greeted me kindly and told me to take a seat. She was wearing long-sleeved winter clothes this time. They were tight against her bust and exposed her expanding midriff a little but it wasn't all hanging out like last time.

"I have to apologize I did something horrible," Victoria began. I was instantly confused. I thought she was apologizing for how things ended last time I saw her. What did she do? The question made it to my lips only to be stopped by Vic holding up a slender finger. "Wait, I have to say this," Victoria continued. "I, um, was so mad that nobody was doing anything about the infected woman in the hospital. Nobody reacted to the ideas and information we anonymously sent. I was so sick of everything! I got an idea, a bad idea. I thought, 'what if things had to get worse before they got better? What if fifty or so pregnant women and eleven hospitalized aren't enough for there to be a big rush for a cure? What if there were a lot more people infected, a ton more pregnancies, a ton more in the hospital? Then lots of people would focus all efforts on making a cure. Then they won't ignore any ideas or advice because it will no longer be a small, isolated incident that happened months ago. It will be a pressing matter, a real epidemic, an outbreak. They'll take it seriously and rush to make a cure!'"

My face was frozen. In a horrified, monotone voice I didn't recognize as my own I whispered, "Victoria, what did you do?"

She blushed. Her eyes watered. I could see how guilty she felt. She did something terrible. "I used the rest of the cologne... I spread it everywhere! I put some on myself, I went in public and dripped some on seats in lecture halls, on the stall walls in women's restrooms, on the carpet of the dinning hall, the tables of the student center, the front steps of the fraternity house and the sorority house. It's everywhere! I used all of it!"

I could see the pain in her eyes. She hated herself. It was the worst thing I've ever heard. I was paralyzed. My body was numb. "How... how could you?" I choked out.

Victoria broke down. She began to sob. I rushed over and hugged her. She held me tight. Her enormous tits and rounding belly pressed into my body. It was surreal, she was hugging me so close and tight, it was sweet. It was so rare that she came off as sweet. It was like she needed me. She nuzzled her face into my chest as if we were a couple. I felt the wet heat from her tears warm my chest. Her curvy figure jiggled as she cried. I stroked her silky, wavy, brown hair as she held me and squeezed me tight.

Without lifting her head off me Victoria spoke while she cried. "I'm so sorry Joey! I don't know what's wrong with me! I was so angry and scared, for so many reasons! Maybe it's because I was so pissed at them not doing anything. Maybe it's because I recently found out I'm pregnant with triplets and I don't know what to do. I was in such a bad place. I'm so, so sorry! I'm horrible! I'm so sorry!"

"You're... pregnant with... what!?"