Artificial Affection Ch. 03

The sound of sucking and kissing filled the room once again. Kayla had Avery pinned down, kissing her neck and downward until she reached Avery's nipples. Kayla opened her mouth wide and stuffed one of Avery's swollen areola inside. I knew Avery wasn't lactating, though Kayla sure sucked away as if she was. Meanwhile, Kayla's generous bust was pressed against Avery's round pregnant belly. I could see her nipples grow more and more erect. She had her plump ass in the air as she sucked on Avery. Her thick thighs and bubble butt were not as large as Monet's yet they were still extremely enticing. I gave her ass a hard slap. The force of my smack sent waves of flesh down her thighs. I loved her body, it was so voluptuous, and jiggly. It made me want to play with her soft curves all night. I also loved her tiny belly pooch too, however, I knew it was soon going to be replaced by a big, tight, pregnant tummy.

"Fuck me from behind while I eat out your sexy-ass cousin!" Kayla commanded. She raised her ass and pussy up while planting her face down between Avery's spread legs.

"I can't believe your cousin put a baby in you, you're such a slut!" Kayla teased.

"He put one in you too bitch!" Avery smirked.

"Only because of you," Kayla winked. Avery tried to reply but all she could do was moan as Kayla went to town on her pussy. I took hold of Kayla's ass and began pounding her pussy. It was much better this time with all the freedom and recklessness of knowing I had already filled her with my cum.

We fucked each other for hours. I had never been in a threesum before. Actually, none of us had. I'm sure it wasn't going to be the last time the three of us hooked up. Kayla really enjoyed Avery's pregnancy. She also loved that we were cousins, in fact she even wanted to switch places a few times to watch me fuck Avery. It was a real kinky night. Kayla had the excuse of being exposed to the cologne Victoria had spread throughout the campus. Avery on the other hand was just being her wild, sexy self. I hoped Kayla would be ok with what we did once the cologne wears off as her pregnancy takes effect. For now she seemed fine with it. The sun was already up when we went to sleep. I slept spooning Avery, holding her pregnant belly in my hand while Kayla slept practically on top of me. Kayla was cuddling me from behind with one leg and arm on top of me. I didn't mind, I liked having her soft curves pressed against me. We didn't pull the sheets over us so we wouldn't overheat. It was still a bit too hot and sweaty, yet it felt amazing nonetheless.

All good things have to come to an end. Kayla eventually had to go back to the sorority house. Avery and I usually went at it at least once a day but we were exhausted. She turned on the tv and sure enough the news was already talking about our school.

The news report stated that this time around most students recognized the symptoms and realized there was another outbreak of the virus which lead to all those pregnancies and hospitalizations. It didn't seem to make a difference because there was no fighting the effects of the cologne. What was even worse was that some girls got pregnant on purpose out of fear of the alternative, death. The remaining women were knocked up simply because of the uncontrollable hornyness the cologne caused. Despite this, not all of the female students at my university were pregnant. Thanks to Victoria, the amount of confirmed pregnancies skyrocketed in the following days from around fifty to thousands. Thousands... that meant over 60% of undergraduate girls were pregnant. The media coverage of our school also grew. Everyday there were updates on the news of how many students were pregnant, how many were hospitalized, how many were having twins or triplets, the statistics were endless. This wave of pregnancies occurred months after the first so most women were not showing that much but pretty soon it became a campus flooded with pregnant bellies everywhere you looked.

As time went by the weather got warmer and the girls started showing more skin, especially the pregnant ones. It was clear they were overheating with all the extra pregnancy weight. It was rare that a pregnant student wouldn't have her whole swollen tummy on display in an effort to beat the heat. Meanwhile, I was sure there must've been an increase in men who had a thing for pregnant women. There were sexy pregnant students with round bellies and swollen, ripening tits all over. If I was the only one into that, then I must have been in my own personal paradise. It wasn't all fun and games though, having kids is serious, a disease where women had to get pregnant or else they died was serious.

Fortunately, there was hope. It was months after I sent that anonymous email though with all that media attention and the skyrocket in pregnancies, my cure was finally being tested and developed. Police had been sent to investigate the origin of the email but they discontinued it after a female officer got pregnant. That was around the time Vic unleashed the second wave of cologne so it made sense. The police officer wasn't the only non-undergraduate to get pregnant. A few researchers, thirty TAs, two more policewoman, and three university therapists all got pregnant. The virus worked as long as the women were young enough to be impregnated.

My phone buzzed like wildfire. It was the lab I worked for on campus. The cure had been tested on the hospitalized students and it had worked wonders. All of the girls in the hospital had fully recovered. My boss had just sent a barrage of emails to me. It appeared our lab was going to be synthesizing the cure and distributing it around campus. It was definitely a bit too late as anyone infected was most likely already pregnant but to be safe; we were required to hand out the cure to all the remaining female students.

"What's wrong?" Monet asked. Her fiery red lips turned into a pout.

"It's my boss, I have to go to work today. We're helping out with the cure effort," I explained.

Monet's hands dropped to caress her pregnant belly. "I prefer the cure you gave me," Monet beamed at her bulging belly. At seven months along, Monet finally looked pregnant. She still had a much smaller baby bump then most girls but now it was large enough that it couldn't be mistaken for anything other than a bun in the oven. Her tits had swelled up to a C cup, much larger than before. She was really excited about becoming a mother and embraced all the changes in her body. It's possible she embraced them a little too well as she wore some pretty revealing clothes but of course I never commented on it. Currently, Monet was wearing a white tube top showing off some deep golden cleavage and a pair of black short shorts from before she was pregnant. The shorts left about half of her ass cheeks hanging out as it had also grown a bit thicker too. She always had a nice, round, bubble butt, now it was enormous! It was just on the verge of being too big and with two more months to go in her pregnancy she was real scared it might get there. I'm sure I'd love it, the bigger it got the sexier it became. It wasn't like she was big anywhere else. Her thighs had gotten thicker and sexier too. Monet was pear shaped and proud of it. She was definitely flaunting it with her pregnant belly fully exposed, her soft, golden, Egyptian skin soaking up the sunlight. I admired the way her swollen tits bounced in her tight top.

"Awe, you're gonna be a great mom," I complimented.

Monet looked up from her belly. "Fuck yeah I am!"

"Hmm, actually with the way you curse, maybe not."

"No, I'll be the best mom, NO, the best MILF!" She exclaimed.

"You're well on track to being a MILF," I confirmed. I placed my left hand on the exposed part of Monet's ass. She giggled and blushed. I kept it there as I walked her home from a restaurant.

"Good luck at work, baby daddy!" Monet laughed as she opened the door to her dorm. I gave her a quick kiss on those luscious neon red lips of hers before I left.

"Good bye Cleopatra!" I called. She never liked being called that.

Sweat flowed down my forehead in the scorching sun. My boss set up a table outside the student center where girls could line up to receive the treatment we synthesized free of charge. There was supposed to be an orderly line but it quickly devolved into a mad mob of anxious students. Hands reached out in every direction grasping for their free pill bottles. We made enough for the whole school, yet people were frantically trying to get their treatment. Other members of the lab staff were trying to calm the crowd or telling the male students that only girls who need the cure can pick it up. If a student was too weak to collect their treatment in person it was already sent to their dorm, apartment, or house.

Someone accidentally scratched me with their nails. Hands were everywhere. I could barely hear a thing with the wild crowd around me. Gradually, I heard my name. It took some time until I finally spotted Victoria struggling to make her way through the crowd. At last she made it to my little stand.

"What are you doing here?" I asked. I did not expect to see her there. She had stopped working at the lab once she got pregnant. It was for the best as we sometimes used teratogens there.

"Check your phone," Vic smiled. She grabbed a box of pill bottles and began passing them out. I was so busy with distributing the cure that I didn't notice I had gotten a text from Vic. It said, "I feel bad that I'm responsible for all this. I asked if I could help hand out the cure with you and they approved. It doesn't make up for what we did but I want to be a part of the solution."

I stared at Victoria. Girls flocked around her to pick up the cure. She caught me staring at her and flashed me a brilliant smile for a brief moment before getting back to work. My heart skipped a beat. She looked so beautiful. Her belly was enormous, seven months pregnant with triplets. It was one of the biggest baby bumps in the whole school. Despite this, it was perfectly smooth, no stretch marks, just silky, tan, Latina skin. Vic was wearing a light blue two piece dress. Her big, watermelon of a belly stuck out in the middle, parting the two parts of the dress. The skirt portion was long enough to cover Victoria appropriately, though it did get a little snug around her plump ass. Pregnancy looked great on her. She didn't have much of an ass before but now it was really rounding out. It was such a dramatic difference, going from a six pack to having a massive swelling belly. Somehow it only made her sexier. It added to her curves, her femininity, her softness. For a moment the sound of the crowd melted away. I was lost in my thoughts while staring at Victoria. Her tits overflowed out of her top. They had to be at least H cups by now. If they weren't that big yet they would be once her milk comes in. They were already resting on top of her tummy, too big for any bra to keep up. The soft flesh of her tits spilled over the top of her dress creating a deep well of jiggling cleavage. Vic kept pausing here and there to lift up her top in the front, to keep from showing off too much.

"What are you fucking doing? I'm pregnant with triplets and I'm working harder than you!" Victoria scolded. She wasn't actually angry. She just noticed I wasn't doing anything. I immediately got back to work, passing out the cure. I wasn't sure if she realized I was checking her out. It had to have been obvious, though she never brought it up. We diligently worked until everyone had gotten their share of the treatment.

Victoria was exhausted. It was hard for her to be on her feet for so long. I walked Vic to her apartment to make sure she got back ok. "You're not gonna join me?" Victoria cooed. She waited at the threshold of her apartment. I turned around.

"Join you for what?" I asked confused.

"A shower," Vic winked seductively.

"How could I say no to that?"

Victoria couldn't move all that fast anymore but with my help we were in the shower in no time. She turned a knob and hot water rained down on us. Victoria leaned in close before I could do anything. She kissed my neck, her naked breasts pressed on my chest, her huge belly rubbing my erection. Her red lipstick rinsed off as she kissed me. I held her close as I made out with her. She had gotten so much thicker than she used to be. I grabbed a bar of soap and glided it across her thighs. They were soft and jiggled as I made my way to her plump ass. I loved her tan, brownish complexion. I could rub her beautiful skin all day.

"I want to feel your hands on me, use this," Vic directed as she held out a bottle of body wash. I abandoned the bar of soap and squirted out a blob of vanilla-scented body wash. I rubbed her down until every inch was covered in a layer of sudsy bubbles. After feeling countless handfuls of her soft, luscious flesh I realized I wished she would be like this forever: round, thick, soft, curvy and swollen with my babies. I felt the weight of her breasts in my hands. They were massive, they enveloped my fingers, making my hands feel tiny in comparison. Vic let out a moan as I rubbed her tits. Her nipples had grown larger and much darker too.

Suddenly, Victoria grabbed my head and hair. She pulled me into the big globes of her bust. I sucked at her tits, teasing her erect, chocolate nipples with my tongue. I held her big, spherical belly in my hands as I worked on her tits with my mouth. I only stopped when I started to get soap in my mouth. I moved her back under the stream of water to rinse off the body wash. She looked so hot with soaking wet hair. Victoria held me closer again to make out. Her body moved slightly up and down after each kiss as she breathed heavily. Her tummy rubbed my hard cock. She gazed longingly into my eyes, the water falling on our heads. It felt like I could live in that moment forever. It felt like life was perfect. All the troubles of our lives and of the outside world washed away in that shower.

If only I knew what would follow. I didn't know there were big side effects to the cure. I didn't know the biggest decision of my life loomed ahead. Chaos and marriage just around the corner.

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