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Artificial Affection Chapter Three
~Recap~
The moonlight reflected off Victoria's swollen, pregnant belly. Her eyes were closed but she was still awake. My hand gently caressed the bottom of her tummy. She had just confessed a lot of crazy things. Vic had took the rest of the "love potion" cologne and spread it throughout the campus. She also announced she was pregnant with triplets. It made sense, her belly was far larger than any other pregnant girl at our school. Vic used to have tight, muscular abs yet they were no match for a triplet pregnancy. She was growing steadily along just like the other 50 pregnant students at our university. After what she did today that number was sure to rise. That's how I ended up spending the night with her. The cologne was designed to make women insatiably horny toward me. If I went in public with that cologne spread everywhere I'd be swarmed. The infected woman will only target me if I was nearby, if not they'd probably do just about anyone. The worst part was that feeling wouldn't go away unless they got pregnant. If they didn't, their bodies waste away to nothing. Several girls were hospitalized already. I anonymously proposed a cure online, using the exact type and concentration of pregnancy hormones, though there has been no word of one in the making. Vic's insane reasoning was to make things worse to force more focus on our university's crisis, hoping to spark a rush for a cure.
I slowly stroked Victoria's baby bump. She had such soft, tan, Latina skin. I was so mad at her earlier that it was strange to think I'd ended up hooking up with her that same night. We hadn't had sex since I knocked her up. She was infected, she wanted me to do it to save her life. Unlike Monet, and Avery, Victoria's pregnancy was completely intentional. We just didn't expect triplets. I mean, how rare is that? At about thirteen weeks along, one less than most, Vic still looked incredible. Maybe it was her good looks, my increasing adoration of round bellies, or her enormous boobs, but somehow she turned me from furious to horny. It was an emotional night. We cuddled naked as we waited for one thirty in the morning. That was our plan. I'd stay with Victoria until an odd hour of the night then sneak back to my apartment. This would be done to avoid coming across any infected girls during the day. I'd probably have to stay in my apartment for a while until the newly infected girls were all impregnated or, unfortunately, hospitalized.
That's what sucked the most. The innocent woman in the hospital because of our stupidity. I couldn't visit them or do anything to give away my involvement or knowledge of what was going on. So we just waited and hoped for the best.
~Chapter 3: Going Viral
My hand slowly found its way from Victoria's pregnant belly to her massive tits. I cupped one breast in my hand. A small smile crept onto Vic's face. She was always proud of her impressive bust, now that she was pregnant it had only gotten more impressive. All her curves were growing alongside her expanding belly. Despite finally having a bit of an ass and some thighs now, nothing was growing quite like her tummy and her tits. I was positive that by the end of her pregnancy, when her tits start filling up with milk, she will have the biggest bust out of anyone I'd ever seen. It was selfish, but I was excited for that day. My cock began to rise at the thought. Vic must have felt it press against her round butt because she stirred in bed.
"You have to go," Vic whispered. She didn't open her eyes. I glanced at the digital alarm clock at her bedside. She was right, it was one thirty in the morning.
I began to roll out of bed when a slender hand grabbed my arm. I turned to see Victoria facing me, her boobs squished as she laid on her side. "Wait," she pleaded. Her eyes beckoned me toward her. She pulled me in and kissed me deeply, her tongue circling mine. I could feel her erect nipples poking at my bare chest. I was tempted to stay but I knew now would be the best time to go home without running into any women in public. Vic's lips left mine as she stared up at me with glimmering puppy dog eyes. "There, you can go now," Vic claimed as she appeared to drift off to sleep.
An odd sensation surged within me. What was happening? I knew what it was. I was catching feelings for her. It didn't make sense, especially after all she had done. How could I like someone like that? She harassed me all the time. I hooked up with Avery everyday and never felt like this. Hell, this all started because I had feelings for Monet. The cologne was invented for her, she was pregnant with my baby, we hooked up regularly, shouldn't I feel this way toward her? I pushed the feeling down. I was overreacting. It had been a long time since I'd last had sex with Victoria, I was just excited. It was her huge tits, that's it, what guy wouldn't feel a little infatuated after playing with boobs like those. I told myself lots of things to calm me down, yet deep inside I knew it wouldn't be the end of it.
Luckily, all thoughts of Victoria instantly vanished upon entering my apartment. Unfortunately, I was greeted by something much worse. On my couch sat Avery, my cousin who just so happened to be pregnant with my baby, and next to her a complete stranger. This stranger was a girl who looked to be around our age. She had flawless white skin, whiter than me and Avery as our Italian genes contributed a little olive color. Unlike all the other girls in my life right now, this girl was blonde. Her hair was kept in a ponytail though it still looked quite long. My cock stood at attention. It was worth mentioning that both Avery and this girl were wearing nothing but their underwear. Avery's hair looked a little messy and the band keeping the girl's hair in a ponytail appeared loose, almost coming undone. I had obviously walked in on something.
"What?" I started but my brain stopped working. Avery piped up before I could think of anything.
"Hey, this is Kayla," Avery greeted. She gestured to the almost naked girl sitting with her on the couch. Her tone was giddy. She was casual as ever. This, Kayla girl on the other hand looked pretty embarrassed.
"Hello, so you're Joey?" Kayla asked. Her face was beat red. This was not good. I went home at such a random time to avoid contact with woman and now Avery was here doing God knows what with Kayla. I didn't reply but peered down at the two of them. Kayla wasn't pregnant. If she didn't leave soon there was a good chance I'd end up impregnating yet another sexy woman. Wait, I called her sexy, shit I had to control myself.
Kayla was wearing a lacy black bra that appeared to be supporting C cup titties. Her bra was matched by a thin black thong that left little to the imagination. She was a little plump which only made her sexier. I'm sure most would call her thicc, but to me plump, chubby, and thicc were all the same. She had nice thick thighs, a round bubble butt and a soft, pudgy midsection. She had a MILF body. Her feminine curves only emphasized her fertility. Of course her tits were nowhere as big as Victoria's or her ass as huge as Monet's though all her features were fuller than Avery's. That's unless you took Avery's pregnant belly into account, then yeah Avery had the bigger tummy; though before she got pregnant, Avery's midriff was not as round as Kayla's. Her hands and face were thin and sharp, narrow as if to compliment her perfectly curvy body.
"Joey?" Avery asked. She could tell I was in distress. This was not a good situation. I turned to Avery. She was wearing a deep blue bra one size too small for her growing pregnancy boobs and a pair of barely visible panties of the same color. Kayla's legs rested on top of Avery's. It looked like they were just kissing. Kayla put a hand on Avery's pregnant belly and rubbed it in small circles.
"So you're the baby daddy, huh?" Kayla questioned. I was still at a loss for words. The blush disappeared from Kayla's face. She was no longer embarrassed. "I could see why," Kayla continued after I gave no response. Avery giggled. I noticed both of their nipples were erect, piercing against the fabric of their bras.
"She should leave, now," I choked out. My command was so shaky it lost all meaning.
"What? No! I didn't think you'd be back but now that you're here, things are getting interesting!" Avery smirked. She rubbed her left breast beneath her bra. When her hand came out from under her bra the soft flesh of her bust bounced.
"Avery, what is going on?" I asked, my voice more firm than before.
"Haven't you ever wondered why I got kicked out of my sorority? How I ended up living with you?" Avery teased.
"Yes, but you'd never tell me."
"This is how," Avery proclaimed as she took off her bra and practically dove onto Kayla. They made out, hungrily like they were both filled with so much sexual frustration that they were gonna explode. Avery's pregnant belly pressed into Kayla's soft stomach as she forced her onto her back. Her bare tits mashed against Kayla's restrained ones. The wet sucking sound of making out filled the room. Avery rubbed Kayla's plump thighs and squeezed her ass while they kissed. Kayla's hands roamed across Avery's back and sides. It was at least a full minute before either of them came up for air.
"You got kicked out for kissing?" I asked.
Avery gave me a stern look. She could tell I was confused, yet expected me to understand. "No, not for kissing, for being gay," she clarified. My expression didn't change. "I'm bisexual," Avery added.
"Oh, I, um, I never knew that. How does that get you kicked out of a sorority?"
Avery sighed. "They don't let gay girls join sororities. I mean, I don't know about all sororities but at least the one I was in sure didn't. You really thought Greek life was progressive?"
"I thought most were," I blushed.
"Not here," Avery continued. "They saw me on a date with a girl and well, it didn't go well."
"I'm sorry Avery, I had no idea."
"It's ok, life is pretty sweet now," she winked. Kayla was rubbing Avery's belly and tits the whole time we were speaking. It was obvious she had been infected. Her nipples were like needles they were so erect. It was not going to be easy getting her to leave.
"I bet it is," Kayla piped up. "You live with this hot baby daddy and you're literally glowing!"
"Awe, thanks! So are you and you're not even pregnant," Avery complimented.
I groaned. "I'll leave you two alone," I stated plainly.
"What's wrong you don't like sexy sorority girls?" Avery beamed.
"Kayla was in a sorority too?"
"Was? I still am. They never caught me," Kayla corrected.
"I'm going to bed." It was clear I wasn't going to be able to kick her out. Least I could do was avoid her.
A warm hand grabbed my arm. I was yanked onto the couch before I could turn around. The two girls pinned me down. Their soft sexy bodies were getting harder and harder to resist. I began to sit up but Avery sat on my lap. They were both giggling and giddy as if they were drunk.
"Kayla, check this out," Avery announced. She grabbed my hands and forced them on her pregnant belly. There was way too much stimulus, Kayla, Avery, her ass on my lap, my fingers feeling up her tummy. I was beyond turned on. "He loves the preggo belly!" she exclaimed.
Kayla was in hysterics. "Oh my God! Look how hard he is, he totally does! I admit it is pretty kinky. I can't keep my hands off of it either," Kayla confessed.
"It's not just preggo bellies, it's all tummies," Avery explained. Kayla made a pouting face. "I'm not joking, it's his thing, try it!" Avery commanded as she hopped off of me and pushed Kayla on my lap. Kayla was thicker and the difference was felt immediately. There was a lot more padding in her ass and thighs. My cock was delighted to have her on top of me.
"Come on, don't be shy," Avery cooed. She pulled my hands up and around to caress Kayla's pudgy little midsection. It was hot. Her skin was so soft and jiggly. My cock grew stiffer. My hands were almost moving on their own, exploring all the soft, round curves in front of them. Slowly, they snaked their way up to a rough patch of fabric, Kayla's bra. I slid my hands underneath her bra, feeling the weight of each tit in my hands.
