Bio War 5 by Fishgullet mc, Mf, ff, sf I awoke the next morning to nausea and fatigue. Every object seemed to vibrate with waves of blue, indigo, and purple, and my tongue was swollen with aluminum salts, or so it seemed. With each injection of Alex's IQ serum, the side effects got worse. The only thing I could vomit was yellow bile. Maybe it was just that I didn't leave enough time between injections but that didn't matter now. Tara fussed over me like a mother hen, keeping my head moist with cold compresses and forcing liquid down my throat. My stomach couldn't tolerate any food. By evening though the waves of color had diminished and I could sit up in bed without vertigo attacks. A little broth restored my spirits and eased my worst fears that night. The next morning I opened Alex's computer and pulled up his chemistry texts. I spent the day on the couch reading Organic Chemistry and BioChem. For a solidily average student in high school, I was whizzing through this stuff. By late afternoon, my eyes were blurring from overuse. Tara and Marissa checked in on me and told me they were going down to the Community Center to the food exchange. I saw them to the porch and sat down to enjoy the sunshine. I must have dozed a bit for when I opened my eyes Anna was shaking my bicep. With compassion for her loss, I patted the seat next to me inviting her to sit down. Anna sat down and without asking, leaned into me and rested her head on my shoulder. Unsure of myself, I wrapped my arm around her shoulder and held her. She snuggled in and after awhile gave a sigh. "I'm not sad that he's dead, you know," she said staring straight ahead. I remained silent. "Marissa told me he touched her boobies. She said that he made her touch his pee-pee." "Yep." "He touched me too." "I figured as much." I drew in a good deep breath and watched her head move up and down as I released the air. "He touched me between my legs. He said I carried the sin of Eve and he had to remove it, wipe away the stain from the seat of passion. That fucking bastard." Her words forced me to look at her face and watch the tears pouring down. She sat up and wiped them with her hands. "Marissa wouldn't tell me what you did, but thank you. I won't tell anyone but you saved me, you really did." The tears were running down my cheeks now and leaned over and kissed her on the forehead. I told her that she was always welcome and expected here, that this was her second home. Tara and Marissa found us sitting together on the porch. Marissa took Anna by the hand and disappeared upstairs. Tara took me by the hand and hid us in the pantry for a little therapy of our own. Damn near cracked the bottom shelf that time. With the thirty former employees of the two factories, we re-opened the facilities and began to manufacture again, adding the necessary components to make isolation livable. I did section off the back with a lock and key, turning it into the bio lab that Alex had wanted. My thinking was that for defense alone, we could not ignore our new world. After weeks of setting up, I came home early one afternoon to find Tara busy downstairs and the girls upstairs in Marissa's room. I climbed the stairs and seeing Marissa's door open a crack I decided to stick my head in the door and say 'hello'. At first I was puzzled by the sounds of animals in heat but when I tiptoed to the door my curiosity was answered. Naked on the bed, Marissa and Anna had their heads buried in each other's pussies. Anna was on her back and her head was hidden by Marissa's thighs, but I could see Marissa. Her tongue was taking long, frenzied strokes down the length of Anna's glistening slit and she had two fingers shoved up her cunt that were pumping in and out, and in and out. I was mesmerized and frozen in place watching this amazing scene play out before my eyes. A hand whispered over my thigh and took ahold of my erection. Tara smiled up at me and pulled me away from the door. I had all of these questions bubbling at my lips but Tara put her finger to my lips and led me to the bedroom. "Leave them be," she admonished me. She unbuttoned my shirt and undid my pants. After she discarded her clothes she pulled me into a tongue lashing kiss while rubbing her nipples across my chest. She led me over to the bed, sat down and lewdly stuffed my cock down her throat. I couldn't take more than a few moments of her talented mouth and pulled out my cock to her voiced dismay. I pushed her shoulders towards the bed with each of index fingers and slid down to her waiting cunt. Taking a moment only to nibble her swollen lips, I plunged my tongue into that sweltering mess and began to lick and suck it clean. Images of Marissa licking Anna's cunt kept flashing through my head. I found her clit and began to flick it until Tara came near the brink. Pulling myself away, I placed my cock at her entrance and pushed my way in. Tara moaned louder and we met each other is a fast-paced race to get our pleasure. When I felt her coming close again, I pulled my cock away and she hissed in disappointment. In a heartbeat I fastened my mouth upon her pussy and began sucking on her clit while flicking it again with my tongue. Tara thrashed back and forth on the bed and came with a pounding of her fists on the mattress. Not waiting for applause, I hoisted my cock back into her overheated cunt and returned to a furious pace. Tara was begging me stop. "No more, no more." I couldn't stop. The pressure behind my balls was squeezing ever tighter until all of the friction crashed together and I spurt mightily into her pussy. "Let's do that again!" Tara teased softly as she ran her hands over my belly. She shimmied out from under me and went to bathroom. I heard the water run and she returned with a wet washcloth. Laying me on the bed she rubbed down first all of my front and then all of my back. Anna joined us for dinner that night. The air seemed to shimmer with sexual energy and the laughter at the table seemed even more enjoyable. The next evening a community wide meeting was called and everyone who wasn't on watch crammed into the hall. Another four people had gone out to reconnotier the area south, but had found no human beings. They had their adventures as well, but nothing so gruesome as mine. We were confronted with two problems that evening. One, we were isolated, and two, the make-up of our community was slanted. We were about 600 souls, adults and children, which according to some theories of evolution, is sufficiently diverse to repopulate and grow. The difficulty we faced is that we were 70% female and 30% male: there were more than two females for every male. I glanced at Tara and Marissa on either side of me and concluded that the facts on the ground worked for me. For some, the issue of a man having more than one wife was a moral dilemma but for my house, it was a living fantasy and a fact. Although nothing was decided that night, I recognized that the community would come around because there was no other solution. We did discuss formalizing the marrying age as sixteen and that was approved without any real objection. Marissa was nearly fifteen and she had a hard time keeping a grin off her face as the somber meeting broke up. Anna looked like she was about to cry as her mother dragged her off. People were more concerned about the pregnancy avoiding subdermal implants that most of the women had; no one was really sure how to remove the damn things! My own thoughts shied away from the idea of fatherhood. The first thing Tara asked me when we got to the house was if we were going to make babies. I told her I wasn't sure, but we were sure going to practice. I thought I was making a joke but she didn't seem to get it. She always laughs at my jokes. Hmm.