As it so happened, the bugs had spread like a growing swarm of locusts, only their target wasn’t fields of farmers’ crops, but humans. Their numbers grew faster than anyone could predict, and like a cloud, they moved away from the facility that had created them, biting humans wherever they found them.
Their numbers continued to grow, multiplying faster than authorities could mobilise to stop them and faster still than they could be effectively killed.
By the time the first task force had been assembled, the swarm had split into five groups, spreading in different directions, and each individual swarm was growing in number as well, nearly reaching the same size at which the first swarm had split.
“The bite has done more than create chaos. Hormones, especially reproductive and growth hormones, appear to be at an all-time high, with gurus, doctors, behaviourists, psychiatrists and experts advocating for everyone to eat foods that reduce libido. One extreme case featured a popular prime minister of a nation caught live on camera having sex with his personal assistant.
“While the media believes his actions to have been out of line and unprofessional, similar scenes of growing depravity have been filmed in board rooms, hotel suites, condos and other residential and professional settings with numerous notable individuals involved in situations we’d rather had never been revealed to the public,” one reporter said, showing censored footage of a man having sex with a woman clearly on her way to becoming a succubus-like being with more ass than body.
“We apologise for the… umm… can someone take it off the video?” the reporter tried talking to her co-workers as the software designed to censor the footage failed to accurately identify what was meant to be censored.
In any other case, Ross would have been laughing. Instead, his eyes were glued to the screen as he failed miserably to understand what was happening.
The prime minister’s assistant had gone absolutely savage, and from what Ross could tell, the man in the video wasn’t opposed to that. Her skirt was ripped to shreds and could no longer function as clothing as she rode what looked like a veiny log too thick to have any business being inside a woman. If anything, she was the one fucking him.
To Ross’s bewilderment, the woman’s expression depicted sheer bliss, and the force with which she was riding the prime minister indicated she was barely having her fill.
“Hey Greg, take off the footage!!!” The reporter switched her attention completely to her crew, and it seemed from then on that they were having issues taking off what could clearly be a career-ending piece of footage and a reason for viewers to change their source of information.
Ross was not paying attention to that, though. His eyes were glued to a scene where a man having sex was clearly between fighting for his life and having the time of his life.
‘Sh*t!’ was all that could come to Ross’s mind, ‘That man’s pelvis!’
The worrisome detail was that he wasn’t sure whether he liked what was happening or not. A second or two passed, and the man in the video reached his limit, proceeding to let out gallons of cum enough to turn most of the recording white and drive the woman into an orgasm as well.
Only then did the television completely switch to a blue screen with the words, ‘We are currently experiencing some technical difficulties.’
Ross had to take a second to himself just to figure out a way to put on his clothes to best hide what was about to become an unruly erection. Stuffed inside his largest cargo pants were 12 inches of pulsing dick. He took a moment to himself after packing a duffel bag, ‘Is this going to be the new normal… If scientists can’t find a cure.’
One thing he was certain of was that reversing the effects of what they were now calling the Growth Bug’s bite would be a lot harder than simply stopping them… and even if they did manage to stop them, how would they make enough to supply the whole world before effects grew too extreme?
A few minutes later, he made it downstairs and joined the family with a bag slung over his shoulder. Samantha was not there yet, but their parents were… and he noticed the problem before they even spoke.
Sitting on the sofa was someone he could only assume was his aunt, Amelia, only she looked quite different, so Ross forgot his manners and stared at her for a second longer than he normally forced himself to.
She’d always been quite the eye candy, and there was an unspoken rule on how long anyone could stare(3 seconds…), and no one’s jaw was allowed to drop either as a sign of respect for the couple.
Ross broke both laws within 4 seconds of beholding Aunt Amelia in her new glory. Her thighs were each much larger than the full girth of her waist, and she’d retained the curve of an athlete, which was incredibly hot no matter what she chose to wear, which was quite literally a bathrobe right now… or two? Ross couldn’t really tell what was happening here.
“She was bitten?” was his first question.
“As were you… and your mother,” Ross’s Dad answered, “but she’s having the most severe case out of all of us. Perhaps you should go upstairs and tell Samantha not to worry too much about what she’s wearing. It’s probably going to be a lot worse in the city.”
“Where are we going?” he asked his dad.
“To the hospital. Hopefully, someone there knows what’s going on and how to fix it,” the man answered.
At first glance, he appeared levelheaded and responsible, but the bags under his eyes told a different story, and the fact that Ross’s own mother was sleeping on the other sofa, her body having also gone through changes, told the story of how his night had gone. Alas, Ross’s mother was experiencing perhaps the slowest growth out of all of the women.
“I’ll go tell her,” he muttered.
Author's Note: Looks like everyone had their own share of the night... Lol! Though with the situation moving from fun sex to 'Where does this lead?', everyone's on edge. So much so that parents haven't started asking the questions their children are always not comfortable hearing... "Sooo... you, and my daughter, huh... When did that happen?"
Okay, now I'm just spoiling 🤣. I'm still writing those chapters. They are rough around the edges. That line I wrote up there will or might come later on.
Bonus images in Illustrated chapter.