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August 2000: Happyville Holiday Camp, Newtown-on-Sea, England



Eleven-years-old Billy Jones hated the annual holiday with his family
at Happyville Holiday Camp. His mates all seemed to go abroad to
Spain, Greece or Italy but every year his parents dragged him to this
dump. He hated swimming, he hated roller skating, the arcade games
were lame compared to the ones he played on his console at home, and
he would rather die than go up on stage and sing karaoke. But worst
of all was being forced to spend time with his obnoxious younger
sister, Becky.

Today he had managed to give everyone the slip, telling his parents
he was playing crazy golf with a new friend. He had come to his
'special place', a ledge halfway down a small cliff, where he was
unlikely to be disturbed by people walking in the holiday camp
grounds on top of the cliff, or on the public sandy beach some 20
feet below. Normally he brought a book to read, but today he was
content just to lie in the sun on 'his' rock. Black and shiny, it
looked as though it should be hard and hot but was surprisingly quite
comfortable to lie on. He had never seen another rock like it and it
seemed a bit out-of-place.

He heard people below, rather surprising because although the beach
was idyllic and sandy, unless you scrambled down the cliff it was
half a mile from the nearest access point and rarely had any
visitors. Billy crawled to the edge of the ledge and looked down.

There were a man and a woman on the beach, probably aged about 20,
and they appeared to be fighting. The man was winning, and ended up
lying on top of the woman, pinning her to the sand. Suddenly they
stopped struggling and started kissing. Billy's cock grew hard. It
did that a lot recently. The man got off the woman, and they
partially undressed. The woman took off her shorts and panties,
revealing a thatch of black hair between her legs. The man lowered
his jeans and underpants to his knees, but didn't take them off. The
woman lay back on the sand and the man moved between her legs.
Billy's eyes grew with astonishment. He had heard about sex and now
he was going to see it. His own cock was rock hard. With difficulty
he fished it out of his jeans and started rubbing it on the rock.

It was difficult to see anything because the man's body was in the
way, but the woman started shouting out, as though in pain. The man's
buttocks were pumping too-and-fro quite violently. Suddenly the woman
screamed, and the man went still and then rolled over. Billy felt a
throb in his own cock, and a bead of milky fluid appeared at the top.
This was the first time he had cum - something to tell Robbie and
Ahmed about when he got back home. The bead of milky fluid fell onto
the rock. Suddenly Billy felt a sharp pain on the underside of his
cock and it was all he could do to stop himself crying out. Surely he
couldn't have been stung by a wasp? He examined himself carefully and
saw a little red puncture mark on his cock, but the pain was quickly
easing and with any luck he wouldn't have to tell his parents and get
treatment.

Billy turned his attention back on the couple below. The man had
fallen asleep, with his jeans and underpants round his knees. The
woman was getting dressed. Billy looked for the little drop of cum on
the rock but it had disappeared. Surely it couldn't have evaporated.
The pain had now disappeared completely.


October 2000: Surgery of Dr Hodkins, Ellborough, England

"The good news is that it's not serious," said Dr Hodkins. "Young
Billy here has 'Puerile Hypergonadism'. As you appreciate, his
hormones are all over the place at the moment, and in very rare cases
this can cause the testicles and the sac around them to inflate."
Dr Hodkins indicated the tennis-ball-sized sac under Billy's penis
and between his legs.

"And the hormones are also the cause of Billy masturbating so often,
perfectly normal for a boy of his age. It usually sorts itself out of
its own accord in a few months. Here's a prescription for a mild
steroid cream for Billy to rub between his legs so he doesn't get a
rash, and a note for his school to excuse him from sports. He needs
some loose-fitting boxer shorts too, but I can't put those on the
prescription."

For the first time since the extremely embarrassing consultation had
begun, Billy heard something good. No sports. Yippee!

"If it doesn't improve after three months, bring him back and I'll
refer him to a consultant for hormone treatment. By the way, I've
never seen an example of this condition before. Do you mind if I take
photographs for my colleagues?"


December 2000: Jones Family Home, Ellborough, England

Billy quite liked his aunt and uncle to visit for Christmas, not only
for the generous presents they could afford but also because of his
cousin Amanda. Amanda was hot, with a gorgeous model-girl figure with
large breasts, and a beautiful face and complexion. The downside was
that she was three years older than Billy and he was beneath even her
contempt. And also she was totally self-centred, constantly checking
herself in mirrors and rearranging even the slightest detail that
caused dissatisfaction.

Both families had gone shopping in London, looking for bargains in
the sales. Billy had managed to persuade his parents he was
responsible enough to stay home alone. He was slightly regretting it,
as Amanda had been wearing an extremely tight pair of slacks at
breakfast and he would have enjoyed ogling her ripe young body all
day. Trouble is, his cock would have been totally uncontrollable, and
he couldn't bear the embarrassment of people noticing the
ever-present bulge in his jeans.

Billy was lying on his bed, dreaming of Amanda's body and languidly
rubbing his rock hard cock. Suddenly the door opened and Amanda
walked in. Billy hastily shoved his cock back in his jeans and zipped
them up. He felt his face go as red as beetroot.

"Hello, little cousin, you're growing up fast I see."

"Amanda! What are you doing here? I thought you'd gone shopping."

"I told my mother it was the wrong time of the month."

Billy didn't exactly know what that meant but if it meant spending
the day with Amanda, he wasn't complaining. If only she hadn't come
in when she had!

"You're eleven aren't you, and yet I barely know you," Amanda
continued, "I thought it would be nice to spend some time with you
and get to know you properly."

Amanda came over and sat on the bed. She gazed at Billy, as he looked
at her in total astonishment. She shuffled closer and, taking his
head in her hands, planted a kiss on his lips. When he didn't protest,
she parted her lips slightly and started probing with her tongue.
Billy thought this was a bit icky, but yielded, and Amanda's tongue
slid into his mouth. This was starting to get rather enjoyable.

Without thinking Billy put his hand on Amanda's right breast. Amanda
gasped.

"You'd better not start anything you're not prepared to finish,
little cousin."

Billy's response was to squeeze.

The bed became a whirlwind of fumbling bodies and flailing limbs as
Amanda and Billy ripped off each other's lower garments. Amanda
opened her legs wide to reveal the moist, hungry cavern behind the
thatch of brown hair, and Billy aimed his hard, weeping cock.

Suddenly Amanda screamed and tried to pull away.

"It's gross, you're not normal, no, get away from me."

She had seen the inflated ball sac between Billy's legs. However
despite being shorter and several pounds lighter, he had unexpected
strength and held Amanda down. His cock shot all the way home as
Amanda screamed.

"Noooooooooo!"

Billy started pumping hard, and it wasn't long before Amanda felt his
cum squirt into her unprotected cunt. And squirt, and squirt and
squirt. She had had sex with her boyfriend back home, but he had
never produced this volume of cum. After cumming, Billy rested
for a few minutes. Another surprise for Amanda, he stayed hard. Billy
began pumping again, gently this time, and Amanda found herself
responding. It wasn't too long before they were humping away like
rabbits, Amanda pushing down to meet Billy's thrusts. They both came
this time, although Billy continued spurting long after Amanda's
orgasm died down. Still Billy stayed hard.

"Wow, little cousin, you're one hell of a stud. I wish we'd done this
a long time ago."

Billy started pumping again. Amanda was still near her plateau and it
wasn't long before she was cumming again but Billy was taking longer
this time. Amanda came twice more before Billy reached his third
orgasm, and again injected spurt after spurt after spurt into
Amanda's unprotected cunt.

"Whoa little cousin, I need a break, I don't think I can take any
more of this for the moment."

Fortunately Billy had reached his limit too, and his cock finally
started to shrink and slip out of Amanda's cunt. Amanda realised cum
was gushing out of her cunt and the whole bed was soaked.

"You're in trouble now, little cousin, how are you going to explain
this mess to your folks?"

"Oh, they're used to it. I have a rubber sheet underneath."


March 2001: Consulting Room of Dr Crossley, St Erebus' Teaching
Hospital, London, England

"I'm sorry you had to wait so long, Mrs Jones, there are very few
consultants in my line of work," said Dr Crossley as he examined
Billy's inflated gonad sac.

"The government says there's claims a maximum waiting time of four
months," grumbled Mrs Jones.

"And there is," replied Dr Crossley, "but first you were on a waiting
list to go on the waiting list. However, if I'd known the case were
this acute, I would have expedited it substantially."

Dr Crossley produced a small beaker and handed it to Billy.

"Now Billy, I'd like you to go through that door and produce me a
semen sample. There's everything you need including a washbasin and
towel for afterwards. And," he added, giving a wink, "my personal
favourite is The Hustler page forty six".

Billy went through the door into the other room. He came back sooner
than Dr Crossley expected. What really surprised him was that whereas
other patients could barely cover the bottom of the beaker, Billy had
half-filled it with creamy fluid. Dr Crossley smiled as he realised
this could be his ticket to professorship and his own department.


November 2001: Office of Mrs Giles, Headmistress of Ellborough
Comprehensive School, Ellborough, England

"I'm sorry, Mr and Mrs Jones, the Board of Governors and I have come
to a decision. We have nothing against Billy, you understand, in fact
he's academically quite bright and I can see him going to university
in the future. However we have to think of the other pupils. Nearly a
quarter of the girls in this school are pregnant and in almost every
case Billy appears to be responsible. We have to think of the futures
of the other girls, and we think it's in their best interests for
Billy not to have access."

"What about Billy, he's got a right to an education, hasn't he?"
protested Mr Jones.

At this point Mr Phillipou, the County Education Secretary spoke up.

"There are two alternatives that the council can offer. Billy could
transfer to the County Remedial School - it's normally for children
with behavioural difficulties but in this case we think the high
teacher to pupil ratio, high level of supervision lack of girl pupils
would be appropriate. The alternative is for Billy to study at home,
in which case the Council would arrange for private tutors for half
a day, twice a week."


March 2045: United Nations Headquarters, New York

"And now, Mr General Secretary and delegates, I will summarise the
findings of the United Nations Medical Services," said Professor
Bronstein, their head.

"The parasite is relatively benign, in that it does not kill its
host. It's a complex organism and yet similar to something as simple
as a virus. It has both a carbon-based component and a silicon-based
component which means that we cannot kill it using our existing
anti-viral technology. We believe it has extra-terrestrial origins,
possibly arriving on a meteorite."

"It lives in the reproductive organs of the host, the testes of the
male and the ovaries of the female. It is transmitted sexually, and
from mother to child. In females, infection results in increased
testosterone production. In males, it results in hypergonadism,
increased testosterone production, massively increased semen
production, and more motile and robust semen with increased
alkalinity of the seminal fluid."

"In areas where infection rates are nearly 100%, studies have shown
that the increased testosterone results in increased muscle strength,
aggression and sexual proclivity, and a five point decrease in IQ.
The increased semen production, motility and robustness results in
enhanced impregnation rates. The increased alkalinity changes the
birth ratio to three boy children for every girl child. We believe
this may be the optimum ratio to achieve maximum impregnation rates.
The increased alkalinity may also be responsible for an increase in
the cervical cancer rates amongst post-menopausal women."

"Our epidemiologists believe the infection originated in England, in
approximately 2000. They were unable to interview the first victim
identified, who was believed killed during the 2012 Tsunami when Lord
Ian Blair ordered police to open fire on protestors objecting to the
decision to allow residential London to be flooded in order to
protect the 2012 Olympics. We don't believe we will ever learn how
the first victim became infected."

"Projections show that 99% of the human race will be infected by
2085."

"The parasite also infects other species. It's rampant amongst
primates, but there are outbreaks amongst sheep, goats, camels, dogs
and other domestic animals. We believe these had a human vector."

"Excuse me," interrupted Dr Salim Nraliwali, United Nations General
Secretary, "what exactly does that mean."

"Well," replied Professor Bronstein, "although generally deprecated
in modern times, zooophilia has been observed literally since records
began."

"What...?" said Dr Mraliwali.

"People loving their animals literally," replied Professor
Bronstein.

"What it means for the human race, we're not entirely sure. We're not
alone in the universe, although we may never get to meet any higher
organisms like ourselves. We can't defeat the parasite so we'll have
to learn to live with it. We're facing a massive population
explosion. And we're facing huge increases in sexual violence. In
areas of high infection, rates of reported rapes are up by over
2000%".

"We believe the human race can survive, but our civilisation will
face severe challenges and will have to become accustomed to radical
change. Monogamy, for example, will probably become unsustainable."

"Mr General Secretary and delegates, thank you for your time. I will
try to answer your questions, but the floor is now open."

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