The Black Power Virus Ch. 03

2 WEEKS LATER

Vanessa stopped by to bid Derek, Ashley and Cindy farewell before their month long vacation. The 55 year old woman was pleased to see that Ashley didn't look a day older than 22, and felt jealous that she couldn't do the same. It would raise too many questions. Vanessa could see the vigor of youth in Ashley as she happily greeted her old friend. Ashley couldn't be happier to relive her hyper-sexualized youth. Derek was out and Cindy was packing a bag for their trip. Vanessa entered Cindy's bedroom and tension was heavy in the air.

"So I guess it's not a coincidence that you can do these things to the human body and I met Derek, while working under you." Cindy pointed out. She wasn't sure if she should be outraged or thankful. Either way, she felt violated.

"Are you sorry that I did? I knew Derek was a good man and you two would be perfect for each other. I didn't ask permission, because you wouldn't have given it." Vanessa explained calmly.

"My whole life was manipulated." Cindy grumbled.

"Well, you can't say I stole your youth from you. You're free to leave at any time. I doubt Derek chained you to the walls for the last 20 years. Look me in the eyes and say you regretted it." Vanessa demanded.

Cindy made eye contact for about a second before lowering her gaze "I can't say that. It's been better than I could have imagined and now I get to do it all over again... I forgive you."

Vanessa gave Cindy a hug "I'm sorry for my methods, but not for the results. You have a dozen beautiful children and we'll share grandkids very soon. I saw to it that my Terrell would get the job done before going on vacation. I'm glad we're burying the hatchet." Vanessa pulled out a bottle of pills "I'm giving you a chance to be the most biologically successful woman on the planet. I want all your kids to feel the way that you do. Give one of these to each one of them and they'll be ahead of the curve on what's going to happen. What I gave you is a virus and these pills contain a very pure form of it. These pills don't just improve your own body, but make you an incubator. Everyone who breathes the same air, everyone you touch and especially everyone you fuck will get a taste of what you've undergone. It's true, I used you as a guinea pig, but now it's your turn to change lives for the better." Vanessa handed her the bottle along with a small aerosol spray bottle. "Just like your first time, you'll naturally go into heat at certain times. It will happen no matter what, but if you breathe in that spray, you can trigger it. At least you can try to plan for it this time."

Cindy just sat there processing all the information. She looked at the aerosol bottle and blushed "I have to say, I'm a little conflicted. I loved being Derek's broodmare, but was also looking forward to a break."

Vanessa got up to leave "It's up to you sweetie, have a fun trip." She smiled and kissed Cindy on the cheek before leaving.

Cindy sat on her bed thinking for a minute. "Ashley! When does Derek come home!" she yelled.

Ashley rushed to the doorway "About 20 minutes ma'am."

An evil grin formed on Cindy's face "Ashley, what do you think of this perfume Vanessa got me?" she asked as she sprayed the aerosol bottle into the air.

3 DAYS LATER

5 hours into an 11 hour flight, Tyrone sat impatiently in the plane to South Korea. He was happy to go on a trip with Michelle, but he also thought he got the short end of the stick compared to the others. He didn't understand why Vanessa would send him to Asia.

"Anyeung." The cute stewardess said to get Tyrone's attention "Something to drink?" she asked. Michelle got an orange juice and Tyrone ordered a rum and coke. Tyrone gave her a wink and the stewardess flashed him a warm smile.

Michelle leaned towards Tyrone "You know it's their job to look friendly, right?"

Tyrone snickered "I can tell the difference."

"I heard they only hire good looking girls for these jobs. They totally discriminate." Michelle said. All the stewardesses wore form fitting blue uniforms, similar to what American stewardesses wore before political correctness de-sexualized the industry.

The stewardess came back with Michelle's orange juice. Despite her small frame, the stewardess had surprisingly big tits that looked like they could spill out of her uniform jacket. The petite woman had to get on her tippy toes and reach over Tyrone to hand Michelle her juice. "Shille hapnida." The girl said in her cute squeaky voice as she handed Michelle her drink. Her tits came less than an inch from Tyrone's face. She had a naughty little smile on "10 minutes for drink." She informed Tyrone before scurrying away.

"I guess not all discrimination is bad." Tyrone joked. "Is it me, or did she have one more button undone that time?"

Michelle rolled her eyes "I have to admit, I noticed it too."

Tyrone looked back and forth. They were in the back row and there were only a few sleeping old people within eye shot. Tyrone unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He looked Michelle in the eye "Suck it" he demanded.

Michelle looked back and forth "Are you nuts? We'll get..." Michelle got interrupted by Tyrone's hand on the back of her head. He forced her mouth down on him. She didn't want to make a scene, so Michelle reluctantly did as she was told.

Tyrone whispered "Don't stop unless I tell you." Tyrone waited and enjoyed Michelle's mouth. He forced himself down her throat and held her there almost long enough to make her gag.

The stewardess came back with Tyrone's rum and coke. Her smile slowly drained as she saw what Michelle and Tyrone were doing. She watched the white girl bob up and down on his huge, glistening black cock. She couldn't believe the size and just stared like a deer in the headlights. She dropped Tyrone's drink and woke up from her shocked stupor. She was so embarrassed that she went inside the nearby bathroom.

Tyrone noticed that she didn't lock the door. He smiled, tucked his cock into his pants and followed her. Michelle crossed her fingers and hoped to not hear a scream.

Tyrone entered the tiny airplane bathroom and locked the door behind him. The already rattled stewardess's eyes opened wide and had no idea what to say. All of her English flew out the window. The man towered over her and her lips trembled.

"What's your name?" Tyrone asked as he unbuttoned her uniform jacket.

"Kim Min Sook." The girl responded softly. She felt like she was in a dream and had no control over what was happening. She got a thrill from teasing the large black man, but never thought anything would happen.

"I'm Tyrone." Tyrone responded as he pulled her skirt down. He then took her tiny hand and slipped it down his pants.

Kim gripped Tyrone's pole timidly at first. She knew she should have told him to get out, but her hand was curious. She could feel the thick veins pumping blood in anticipation of a new conquest. In the end, Kim couldn't resist pulling it out. She looked at it in wonder and stroked it. She wondered how big he could get. Her tiny hands slid up and down his length, which was still slick from Michelle.

Tyrone stripped the Korean beauty, while she was transfixed. He hooked a finger into the band of her panties and yanked them off. His big hands gripped her little bubble butt and, to her surprise, lifted her up. Tyrone brought her tiny Asian pussy to his lips and started to gorge.

Kim tried to stifle her moans and braced herself on the walls of the small bathroom as Tyrone slid his tongue all the way in and slurped on her juices. He gripped the small girl and ate her pussy like a piece of watermelon. Her breathing got faster and her moans grew louder as she approached sweet release. When she got on the verge, Tyrone stopped and started to let her down. Kim groaned in disappointment and looked down. Kim looked terrified, but didn't protest as Tyrone lowered her down on his conquering black cock.

Tyrone quickly shoved her balled up panties into her mouth to keep the noise down. Kim groaned loudly into her gag as Tyrone pushed his way in little by little. Every inch stretched her more than she's ever been stretched in her life. Tyrone loved nothing more than reshaping tight pussies for his selfish needs. His strong arms lifted her up and down his cock and her tits bounced hypnotically in his face. He couldn't get more than half his cock inside the tight Asian girl, but Tyrone made due.

Kim's inevitable orgasm caused her pussy to clamp down so hard on Tyrone that he groaned in some pain. Kim wrapped her legs around Tyrone and her hands gripped his arms.

Tyrone couldn't believe how strong her grip was. He thrust hard into the girl and went an extra inch or two deeper, before he unloaded inside her. Her body refused to lose a drop as Tyrone shot his massive load into her. Once she calmed down, he removed the gag.

Tyrone loved her pouty pink lips, so he decided to let Kim down and push those lips down on his slimy cock head. Kim's arms flailed and resisted, but Tyrone just kept pushing her down. Kim's pink lips could barely open up wide enough for Tyrone and he enjoyed watching her struggle. He pushed her lower and watched her eyes bug out.

Kim looked down the shaft and realized she was choking on a mere 3-4 inches. She felt helpless in the face of such a powerful looking black man and humiliated that she had to taste their combined cum. Tyrone's musky scent gave her a thrill and made her want to take more cock. She used both hands to stroke what she couldn't get in her mouth. She bobbed her head faster, but couldn't take much more in. She thought back to all her sexual experiences with Asian men and they seemed pitifully outgunned.

Tyrone loved having Kim's mouth wrapped around his cock and looking down into her big brown doe eyes. He held her head in place and made sure she didn't lose a drop as he came hard all over again.

Kim's mouth quickly filled up and she had no choice but to swallow as quickly as possible. Her throat bulged with each hard swallow. Mouthful after mouthful filled up her belly and she got so full that it ached.

Tyrone thought she was done and started to pull away. He pulled Kim up by her tightly bound bun. The girl gasped for breath and looked glassy eyed as Tyrone started to pull up his pants.

Kim panted desperately after the intense experience. She looked hungrily into Tyrone's eyes. As he tried to pull up his pants, she grabbed him "Ani!" she chided him. She then turned away from Tyrone and bent over as much as she could. She wiggled her ass; urging him to continue.

Tyrone watched her shake her ass in need and quickly recovered. He plugged back into Kim from behind and started pounding her more aggressively. She grit her teeth and tried her best to fuck back.

Michelle waited nervously in her seat. The two were in the bathroom for over an hour and occasionally someone would wait to use it. Eventually, each person heard the noises and looked disgusted as they moved to a different bathroom. Tyrone emerged first with a satisfied smile. He was happy to leave a souvenir in Kim's womb and sat next to Michelle with a 'What did I tell you, bitch?' look plastered to his face. Kim spent 20 minutes trying to fix her uniform. Except for her missing panties, her uniform was intact, but she walked on wobbly legs. The dumb grin on her face told volumes.

As everyone breathed the same air, Tyrone and Michelle's mere presence on the plane allowed the virus to spread to everyone on board. The virus found new hosts and, after a short gestation period, the newly infected would themselves become walking incubators. Those people would go about their business, infecting friends, family and anyone they interacted with. The virus would spread exponentially. Kim would feel the effects of the virus sooner than the rest, as well as deliver Tyrone's big black baby.

4 WEEKS LATER

BACK IN THE U.S

Mrs. Peterson looked out the window and her heart skipped a beat. She bit her lower lip as she watched her neighbors finally come home. It's been a solid month, since she saw Terrell naked and she couldn't stop thinking about him. 'What kind of man has twins wrapped around his finger?' Mrs. Peterson wondered as he watched the three. She looked around to make sure her husband and daughter weren't around and slid a hand into her panties. She moaned and touched herself as Terrell kissed one girl and gave her a playful spank. Unfortunately, the make out session didn't last long and they took their bags inside. Mrs. Peterson was left frustrated. She went to the bathroom to clean up. As she checked herself out in the mirror, she smiled. 'That new skin treatment and exercise program are really paying off.' Mrs. Peterson thought. She looked a few years younger, her breasts perked up a little and she was full of energy. Her husband Gary on the other hand could probably use a bit of exercise. 'He must be running himself ragged at work; he looks exhausted when he gets home.' She thought. Mrs. Peterson's new lifestyle might have rubbed off on her daughter Bonnie. The often moody teenager looked a lot perkier and upbeat in the last few weeks.

The next day, Mrs. Peterson was alone in her house and waited for the twins to leave the house to go to their college. After a little while, she decided to go next door and ring the doorbell. Mrs. Peterson felt like a High School girl again. She had butterflies in her stomach and honestly didn't know what she was expecting to happen. Mrs. Peterson's voice caught in her throat when Terrell answered the door. After an embarrassing moment, Mrs. Peterson spat out "Umm. Hi Terrell, I just wanted to welcome you back from your trip. I got your mail, while you were gone."

Terrell answered the door. The 20 year old was shirtless and wore some loose basketball shorts. He was a little irritated to be disturbed, but his attitude changed when he saw his neighbor. Mrs. Peterson generally kept herself in pretty good shape, but the middle-aged woman looked like a new woman. The frumpy clothes that she usually wore were gone. Her mom jeans were replaced by tight jean shorts and her tank top clung tightly to her 36C breasts. Her auburn hair became a fiery red that contrasted well with her now wrinkle-free white skin. She absent mindedly wrapped some of her hair around her finger, while she waited for a response. Terrell leaned against the door frame as he assessed the woman "OK, where's the mail, Mrs. Peterson?" Terrell asked.

Mrs. Peterson pretended to look embarrassed "Oh shit... I forgot it all at my place." she blushed. "Would you like to come over for coffee and tell me about your trip?"

Terrell decided to play along "Sure, let me throw on a shirt." Terrell slipped on a t-shirt and followed Mrs. Peterson to her house.

"By the way, we're neighbors. You can call me Anne." Anne noted before letting Terrell into her home.

"OK, Anne. I have to say, you're looking fine since the last I saw you. You must be doing something right." Terrell noted

Anne blushed and prepared the coffee "Awww that's so sweet of you to notice. Especially since you date one of those girls next door."

"Both of them" Terrell corrected. He didn't attempt to hide it at all.

Anne's suspicions were confirmed and she didn't know how to feel about it. She knew she should be sickened, but she ended up being impressed. "Wow, that's certainly different." Anne didn't know what else to say about it, brought Terrell a cup of coffee and sat next to him. "Tell me about your trip."

"My Mom and the twins' parents were happy to hear about us all getting together, so they got us a trip to Jamaica and Brazil. The twins liked Jamaica a lot. They got lots of dick there. I liked Brazil. A nigga can really run rampant on those beaches." Terrell smirked and grabbed his crotch. He remembered burying his big black cock into a perfect Brazilian ass and couldn't help but get stiff.

Anne took a look at Terrell's weapon as it formed a big tube in his long shorts "Umm.. Terrell, you're being inappropriate" Anne fidgeted in her seat "Maybe this was a mistake..."

Terrell didn't move "Did you like when I called you a bitch, when you interrupted us last month?" he asked.

Anne was taken aback by his blunt question "No.. Not at all." Anne blushed.

"Well, you didn't say anything. You looked like you were going to give me a piece of your mind." Terrell remarked as he started rubbing his crotch. His cock started to poke out the leg hole of his shorts "You were going to say something, but then you saw me naked and shut the fuck up." Terrell slipped off his loose shorts and displayed his proud black staff "So what is it? Are you a bitch, or not?"

Anne's eyes couldn't leave the huge cock in her presence. She saw it at a distance first, but now it was right in front of her. Her heart raced "I'm... I'm a married woman." Anne mumbled weakly.

Terrell stood up and pulled his shirt off "That ain't a proper answer." Terrell looked down on the conflicted woman. He simply reached down, grabbed the top of Anne's tank top and swiftly ripped it.

Anne gasped and looked down to see one of her tits exposed. She looked at Terrell and was going to hit him in the shoulder, but Terrell scooped her up and carried her over his shoulder. Anne kicked in protest, but never said 'no' or 'let me go'.

Terrell brought Anne to her marital bed and threw her onto it. He crawled on top of the resisting woman and kissed her. He let her feel the weight of his body on hers as he unbuttoned her tight shorts. His fingers confirmed that she was wet and ready. He ripped her panties and the rest of her tattered tank top away and got between her legs. He teased her soaked pussy with his big purple head "You didn't answer me, are you a bitch or not?" Terrell taunted.

Anne didn't want to say 'yes', but the idea of stopping was unthinkable. She nodded her head in defeat.

"Say it!" Terrell barked

"You're right... I'm a bitch." Anne squeaked. She felt humiliated, but her shame ended when Terrell pushed a third of his cock into her in one strong stroke. Anne saw stars and it felt like all the tension that built up over the last month exploded and was released in one strong orgasm. She couldn't believe that she got off by just getting his cock in her. She looked down and was shocked to see so much left outside of her. She groaned as Terrell continued to drill deep into her. Her head thrashed from side to side and she gripped her bed sheets. She saw the framed photos of her and her husband. She thought she loved him, but he never came close to making her feel this good. Terrell woke her from her daydream by flipping her over and entering her from behind. She had never done it doggy style with her husband. She could tell he wanted to, but she never allowed it and he just accepted it. Terrell on the other hand just did what he wanted. He felt like a real man. Anne came on Terrell's cock again as he gripped one of her tits and plowed her. Soon, Terrell pulled her off of him and pulled her hair up in front of him. Then he aimed his cannon at her and plastered her face, tits and hair with his thick black cum. He busted a nut all over her and her marital bed. Anne wiped the goo from her face and tasted Terrell's sweet essence all over again. She didn't bother to clean the mess off her bed. Anne packed her things and moved in next door to start her new life.

1 WEEK LATER

It was the worst week of Gary Peterson's life. His wife of 20 years left him out of nowhere. Not only did she leave without notice, but she moved in next door to be with a man half her age. He could see her outside doing chores almost every day, see her with her new man and even hear them fucking at night. He didn't think he had the energy to confront his cheating wife. He thought he was humiliated and broken, until his daughter failed to return home one night. He immediately suspected the house of debauchery next door and finally decided to go over. He knocked angrily on the door. A woman answered the door wearing a 'BITCH' collar and he recognized her as his wife, except she didn't look a day over 30. She wore nothing put a thong and a fishnet top that did nothing to cover up her newly enlarged tits. The sight almost made him lose his nerve, but he remembered his daughter. "Where's Bonnie?!" Gary asked as he forced his way into the house. The house reeked of sex. He saw two gorgeous, naked, blonde twins sitting on the couch and heard fucking coming from another room in the house. He paused in front of the bedroom door and wondered if he really wanted to see what was behind the door. He ignored his wife's angry demands for him to leave and opened the door. His jaw dropped when he saw his 18 year old daughter happily bouncing on his tormentors' huge cock. Gary just stood there and listened to the wet smacking sounds in shock. *SCHLOP* *SCHLOP* *SCHLOP* His daughter had a pear shaped body, but she now seemed slimmer. The weight she lost in her bottom half seemed to find its way towards her top half and her bust ballooned over the last few weeks. The curvy girl rode her new master and cried out as he delivered a hot load deep into her womb. Gary could even see Terrell's balls pulse as he shot a grandchild into his daughter. Gary wanted to blame Terrell for all his problems, but he could clearly see that his wife and daughter chose to be here.