1. The Polycule Molecule


    Date: 12/19/2023, Categories: Group Sex Author: byBamagan 

    Foreword: This is not a serious tale, although not everyone will find it funny. My apologies to actual biochemists, epidemiologists, etc. And, as the tags indicate, there are FF and MM activities occurring in this story, mostly in the context of threesomes and foursomes.

Chapter 1

Lab Brats

My name is Berenice, because I think my parents are the kind of people who enjoy the idea of children being bullied. When I was young, most people nicknamed me 'Berry,' which was frustrating because it sounded more like a boy's name. But, it was still better than the alternative, so I leaned into it, decorating everything I owned with strawberries. When I got older, and turned out to be plentifully endowed, my nicknamed changed to 'Very Nice,' although no one could say it to my face, for various reasons. I even started coloring my hair to a strawberry blonde around that time, trying to hold on to being Berry, but it didn't help.

Unwilling to confront a future where I'd be expected to be on display for people's lust or jealousy, I studied science, imagining being able to hide myself under a lab coat. It didn't quite work out that way, but I discovered an aptitude for biochemistry, so I slid right into an internship at a pharmaceutical company after college. That's where I accidentally caused the end of civilization as we know it, but I'm getting ahead of myself.

We were working on anti-anxiety medication at the time, and we were years from human trials. We were testing on ...
    ... rodents, and the compound we'd developed was never supposed to be transmissible; Hell, what kind of imitation neurotransmitter is? No one knew it at the time, but our population of lab rats had become carriers of the latest pandemic bug circulating around. None of them showed any symptoms, they were just hosts, which I hope makes our oversight understandable. I still don't understand how the virus came to incorporate it, but in the mutated variant the rats spread back to us, an infection resulted in the creation of vast numbers of molecules based on the compound I'd developed. By the time your fever ended, your brain chemistry had been rearranged in a way that wasn't always immediately obvious.

***

"Ugh, I still feel like crap," I told my boyfriend as I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. I looked pale and puffy, I thought, and my roots were starting to show again, since I hadn't felt up to doing my hair while we were sick.

"Well, call in again," suggested Byron, who had gotten infected a couple of days after I did, presumably catching it from me, but had recovered much more quickly. He was sweet enough when healthy, but not a very good nurse, and we had been arguing a lot more than normal the last couple of weeks. Or not exactly arguing, I guess, so much as being petty and rude to each other.

"I kinda want to, but I've missed so much time already," I whined, trying to make myself look less like a zombie with some concealer.

Coming into the bathroom to ...
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