THE VIRUS
By Amanda Wrighter<\/p>\n

CHAPTER ONE<\/p>\n

PARKHOUSE APARTMENTS
PHILADELPHIA
9:13 AM<\/p>\n

DAY ONE<\/p>\n

\tVeronica Alvarez was thirty two years old, a mother, and a writer for the online news blog, The Unappreciated Truth. Sadly, she had nothing to write about. For the most part, it had been a practically uneventful week in the media and the world. Her editor had called to nag her three times already since Monday and here it was nearing Thursday and she\u2019d yet to turn in a single headline for the fledgling, independent new site.
\t\u201cHe\u2019s gonna can me,\u201d she muttered to herself as she stood up from her computer and walked into the bathroom. She took note of herself as she passed the full length mirror mounted on the wall behind the door.
\tAt five foot, eight\u2026she was fairly tall, but she weighed two hundred and twenty one pounds and the height was no longer enough to distract people from her girth. At least with her ass and belly, her tits were also growing. At last check, she was wearing a 38-D, which while not all that much to some women, meant the world to her being as she\u2019d never been larger than a C her entire life until recently.
\tHaving two k**s had done a number on her physique. Before Hector had been born, she\u2019d weighed in at 155 and had sported banana like, pointy, perky C-cups, a fact she often played up by not wearing bras while partying. But then she\u2019d met Martin, the son of a Floridian Jewish school teacher and a Cuban immigrant. He was however, quite a bit older than her. He was thirty eight now, five years older than her. Not a whole lot of a difference, but definitely enough that they seemed, at times, like they were from different generations. She wondered if they had something to do with why he was cheating on her.
\tHe was a good father and a good provider and had never raised his hand to her in the f******n years they\u2019d been married. He\u2019d even supported her going into writing after finishing college, but oddly the last few years the two of them had begun to drift apart.
\tIt had started after Ruben, her youngest, had been born. She\u2019d recovered most of her looks after Hector, the oldest, but by the time Ruben showed up, she was busy with work and keeping up with a five year old and somehow working out didn\u2019t seem so damned important. And so she began a slow slide into weight gain.
\tNow days, Hector was 12 and Ruben was 7\u2026and she was a solid sixty six pounds heavier than she had been when she met Martin. He never said much about it, but she suspected he was turned off by her body. And maybe that was also an element behind his cheating.
\tShe looked at herself in the mirror again. Sure she was fat, but she wasn\u2019t gross. She didn\u2019t have any stretch marks or sagging cellulite. To her delight, most of her weight was evenly distributed and generally situated in her torso from ass cheeks to tits. She had some bodacious love handles and her upper thighs were a bit thick, but her legs remained fairly thin and tight. And while her face was pudgy, she still didn\u2019t have a double chin for which she was most grateful.
\tAs she stared at herself, she realized her nipples were growing harder and more erect by the second. Working from home allowed her the luxury of not having to get dressed most days, so at the moment she was wearing nothing more than a pair of high waist panties and a tight t-shirt that had long since grown too small for anything except sl**ping\u2026so her excited nipples were pressing outward against the thin fabric as if they intended to burst out and escape. As if having long, banana shaped breasts hadn\u2019t been enough of an oddity, her nipples, when full aroused usually were the size of the entire tip of her pinky finger. As a teenager, she\u2019d often padded the fronts of her bras to conceal her nipples. Nothing had been more embarrassing than having them harden up and be seen, and as big as they were, few garments alone, would conceal them. And over the past few years, as her weight increased and her breasts themselves, grew larger, so too, had her nipples.
\tShe pulled her shirt up and gawked at her tits. \u201cCripes,\u201d she whispered as she compared a nipple to her pinky finger and realized that the nipple was bigger\u2026now more akin to her index finger than the pinky. \u201cRidiculous,\u201d she added, pulling her shirt back down.
\tAs she turned the hot water in the shower on, she heard a thump on the far wall of the bathroom. Instantly she remembered summer vacation had started on Wednesday and so her boys were both still at home. Normally she\u2019d have been alone all day, but for the next three months, she\u2019d have to deal with the two crazed maniacs being home and driving her insane herself. It was still only nine in the morning and already they were bouncing off the walls from the sound of it.
\tShe sighed realizing she\u2019d have to go make breakfast before she could focus on work again. Not that she had much to focus on.
\tAlmost makes me wish something would happen just so I could have something to write about, she thought to herself as she peeled out of her tight t-shirt and rolled her granny panties down to her ankles and kicked them off.<\/p>\n

ALBENSTATE MEMORIAL HOSPITAL
PHILADELPHIA
9:20 AM<\/p>\n

\tThe \u201cHot Nurse\u201d bounded around the elderly man in the wheelchair and made sure to bump him with her ass as she did so.
\t\u201cSorry Mister Tanner,\u201d she blurted with an overly cheerful apology as she made her way past the old man. She wasn\u2019t really, nor did he complain much either. He was a nice old man with far too many health problems who seemed to practically live in the hospital. He had no f****y and his wife had died ten years earlier, so somehow she felt bad enough for him to factitiously flirt with him at least once a day just to make him smile for a bit.
\tAs she rounded the corner and arrived at the nurses\u2019 station desk, she noticed her longtime friend and coworker, Shelly Hayes, was seated at one of the computer consoles talking on the phone as if she were agitated.
\tShe smiled and kept moving, deciding to continue making unnecessary rounds rather than listen to Shelly blab for an hour about whatever personal chaos she had going on. She was her friend, but of late, the woman was driving her nuts.
\tDespite having been a nurse for nearly ten years, the woman hated her job. On top of that, she\u2019d gotten an official separation from her husband, Lawrence, about a year earlier and despite his lack of interest, she was still oddly determined to get back together with him. The only problem there lay with the fact that he\u2019d already moved in with his new girlfriend and her daughter from a previous marriage. So the big stink was him demanding a full divorce and her not wanting to give in on it. So the back and forth continued constantly.
\tShe assumed, as was likely, that Shelly was probably on the phone with him at that very moment.
\t\u201cClaudia Wagner!\u201d a distinctly male voice called out from behind her. She turned and found herself facing one of the assistant hospital administrators, Jim Dower.
\t\u201cWhat\u2019s up?\u201d she asked as she turned and stepped towards him as he fully exited the elevator.
\t\u201cHow dead is it up here?\u201d
\t\u201cWhat? Oh\u2026we got four patients\u2026nothing serious, why?\u201d she asked, knowing full well what was coming.
\t\u201cYou or Shelly\u2026we need you to move down to the ER, we\u2019re getting a crazy surge of weird shit down there and it\u2019s starting to overwhelm the staff we got working.\u201d
\t\u201cHave you called in the–\u201d
\t\u201cTwo hours ago\u2026and we\u2019re still getting hit. It started about midnight last night and it\u2019s just been snowballing down there since.\u201d
\t\u201cDamn, was it a full moon?\u201d she asked humorously.
\t\u201cNo\u2026at least I don\u2019t think so,\u201d he replied. \u201cJust seems to be a major rash of general stupidity. We got cops crawling everywhere too\u2026most of our over-run down there are wearing handcuffs or signing statements against people wearing handcuffs. I counted twelve police cars in the emergency parking when I came in an hour ago.\u201d
\t\u201cOkay\u2026one of us will be down there in fifteen,\u201d she agreed and did her best to smile\u2026knowing full well it would end up being her that went down to help.
\tDower thanked her and jumped to get back in the elevator before its doors closed again. He\u2019d been holding them open the entire time and the alarm had started binging at him.
\tAs she turned, she caught him ogling her just before the doors completely closed. It didn\u2019t even disturb her anymore.
\tAt thirty eight, she stood five foot ten without heels on and weighed just a bit more than a 140 pounds. And with a perfectly round ass and 32-D\u2019s, she was still quite the looker. She was married and her husband Gary was a hottie himself\u2026a personal trainer, to be precise. They had a daughter, Lisa Rose, who was f******n and they lived in the Philadelphia suburbs in a nice, if albeit, cookie-cutter, suburban style brick home. They both drove BMW\u2019s and Lisa was a cheerleader. Life was good.
\tAnd then there was Shelly\u2026
\tAs Claudia made her way back towards the nurses\u2019 station, she could see the other woman was still on the phone.
\tShe cringed slightly in disgust as she noted how tight her friend\u2019s scrubs were. At five foot five, the woman was short and squatty to begin with, and in the last year since her husband left her, she\u2019d been steadily gaining more and more weight. From her nearly expert opinion, she guessed the little woman was probably pushing two fifty with belly rolls that pressed against the thick fabric of her top, pushing further out than her tits could muster. And the woman\u2019s ass hung off on both sides of her rolling chair also straining at the cotton scrubs she wore. Her rear had taken on the brunt of her weight gain and there was just no hiding that behemoth monstrosity of an ass.
\t\u201cEr-hrmmm,\u201d she cleared her throat in hopes of getting Shelly\u2019s attention.
\t\u201cI gotta go,\u201d she said and hung up. \u201cWhat?\u201d she asked with a slight tone of aggravation as she looked up at the much-too-hot-for-her-age Claudia.
\t\u201cThey\u2019re having a field day downstairs\u2026one of us has to go down and work the ER,\u201d she announced, going through the motions but knowing how it would end up.
\tShelly screwed her face up and sighed dramatically.
\t\u201cOh fuck\u2026seriously? I hate the ER!\u201d
\t\u201cYou hate nursing\u2026that\u2019s not saying a lot,\u201d Claudia blurted, anger bubbling up from somewhere. \u201cSorry,\u201d she quickly apologized. \u201cYou want me to go?\u201d
\t\u201cWell that\u2019s a dumb question,\u201d she popped back.
\t\u201cWas that Lawrence?\u201d
\t\u201cHuh? Oh yeah\u2026yeah,\u201d Shelly nodded.
\t\u201cSo what\u2019s up?\u201d she asked, feeling as though she needed to be nice to make up for the sour comment she\u2019d made a moment earlier.
\t\u201cOh it\u2019s stupid\u2026I went over to see Lawrence a few days ago and he\u2019s all dogging on Beth about getting fat and I went off on him and told him to leave her alone. The girl\u2019s twelve for crying out loud, ya\u2019know? I mean don\u2019t give her a fucking complex! And of course he goes and tells little-miss-perfect about it and she tells him I can\u2019t come over no more because I\u2019m trying to tell them how to raise their c***d. They\u2019re not even married\u2026it\u2019s not his daughter\u2026and technically he\u2019s still my fucking husband\u2026so where does she get off on that, huh?\u201d
\t\u201cWell she\u2019s not your daughter either,\u201d Claudia blurted and again she realized her tone was irritable. \u201cEr-hrm, I mean you might have over-stepped there a little.\u201d
\tShelly looked at her oddly and she knew the woman had caught her attitude, but she didn\u2019t respond to it.
\t\u201cWell I\u2019m fat\u2026I know what it\u2019s like, so I feel bad for her. She\u2019s twelve so she\u2019s probably got the hormones and shit going on\u2026I mean she\u2019s got these huge boobs already like out to here,\u201d and she motioned to her own chest and then sighed. \u201cDamn\u2026hers are probably nearly as big as mine. What\u2019s that say?\u201d
\t\u201cEither she\u2019s got big ones, or you got small ones\u2026take your pick,\u201d she blurted with a snort of humor. Suddenly though, she realized what she\u2019d said was hurtful and rude. \u201cJust k**ding,\u201d she added quickly, hoping to mitigate the cruelty of the remark.
\t\u201cWow, you\u2019re just full of snark today, ain\u2019t you?\u201d
\t\u201cSorry\u2026don\u2019t know where it\u2019s coming from,\u201d she conceded. \u201cWell I\u2019m taking it down to the ER, so good luck with your morning. And if Mr. Tanner rolls by, bump a little of your big ass on him\u2026it makes his day.\u201d
\t\u201cRight, right,\u201d Shelly muttered as Claudia turned and headed for the elevators.<\/p>\n

BRIDGESTONE UNIVERSITY
KENTUCKY
9:20 AM<\/p>\n

\tDoctor Miles Fitzgerald very meticulously laid out his notes and materials for the day in preparation for his 9:30 lecture. Why he\u2019d given up work at the CDC to teach, he still wondered.
\tHe glanced over to the wall behind him directly beneath his long white-board. Large letters taped to the wall read, \u201cBECAUSE GERMS AND POLITICIANS SUCK!\u201d
\t\u201cOh yeah,\u201d he smirked and recalled, once more, why he had gone into teaching. Fifteen years with the CDC had put him closer to deadly diseases than any man should ever be and after watching friends and colleagues die time after time in foreign countries fighting bugs that no one here cared about\u2026well\u2026it had gotten the better of him.
\tSix thousand people died in Zimbabwe\u2026oh how sad that is\u2026pass me another cheeseburger.
\tHe truly needed to update his quote to include the media. He had a colleague at the university that claimed he had absolute proof the media was run by the government and had been since the 1960\u2019s. He\u2019d always figured him to be a bit off in the head\u2026tinfoil hat types that so often college professors turned into after far too many years of teaching\u2026but then again\u2026sometimes he wondered.
\tHis deep thoughts were slowly interrupted by the steady and mechanical puttering of a helicopter going over head.
\t\u201cThird one in the last twenty minutes,\u201d he acknowledged out loud, wondering what was the reason behind that. The university sat about sixty miles south of what he knew was a sealed military facility. \u201cSealed\u201d had two meanings\u2026one, it was sealed off from the public, meaning it was covert\u2026secretive\u2026not on the maps, and two, the military also used the term \u201csealed\u201d to reference facilities where special f***es resided. This base in particular was burrowed into the side of a mountain and was used to house an Army biological weapons containment facility\u2026which is how he knew of its existence. He could have gotten a teaching job at any number of more prestigious universities, but he\u2019d pushed himself into Bridgestone intentionally so he could remain close to the facility known only as \u201cBETA-2.\u201d
\tWhen biological weapons were ascertained by the military in foreign countries, it would be taken to a secretive island base in the Indian Ocean. Once it was contained and identified, it would be shipped to BETA-2 for storage. And the base had another purpose other than just storage.
\t\u201cWhen Plan-A fails\u2026we go to Plan-B,\u201d his military liaison had told him as he lead him on the tour of the base some eight years earlier. \u201cThis facility contains a full laboratory as well as underground fallout for military and civilian hazmat personnel. We can support containment and survival for up to 1,000 people for an extended period of time which is classified I\u2019m afraid.\u201d
\t\u201cBETA\u201d stood for \u201cB\u201d\u2026Plan-B, to be precise. In the event an epidemic or war ravaged the United States, the BETA-2 facility could shut its doors and wait out whatever befell the rest of the world. During the same tour, the same officer had insinuated the military had built numerous such facilities throughout the country. So the number \u201c2\u201d probably meant this was the second in some unknown number of such bases. He knew, from his work with the military, that likely no one commander or politician knew of every facility as a security precaution. It was likely even the President didn\u2019t even know about some of them.
\tAs another helicopter flew over, he decided to open his laptop and hit the news sites. Not that he expected to find anything, but absolutely nothing was being reported. No outbreaks, no military confrontations, no riots\u2026nothing at all. The predominant headlines had to do with celebrities and random political shit and the usual assortment of nonsense that bore no importance.
\tA few students were starting to filter in and he stood up to greet them. Before he could say a word though, he heard the screeching of tires from multiple vehicles just outside the building. Turning, he looked out the large windows of his lecture hall and saw four black SUVs with tinted windows parked in the grass. Out of them hurled four men each, some in suits, some in full black combat gear with assault rifles. The men with rifles immediately surrounded the building and began running students off as they set up a perimeter.
\t\u201cDoctor Fitzgerald!\u201d one of his students chirped as she pointed to the main doors at the back of the hall. Coming down the steps toward him were three men in black suits and wearing sunglasses despite the lack of sun. As they drew closer, he noted the presence of electronic earpieces, the telltale sign of secret service.
\t\u201cMay I ask what the fuck–\u201d
\t\u201cNo you can\u2019t,\u201d the man in the front blurted, cutting him off and eyeing the few students around them suspiciously. He pulled a photo from his jacket and held it up, as if comparing it to Miles\u2019 face. \u201cCheck his ID,\u201d he said as he replaced the photo and motioned for the other two men to approach Miles.
\tHe stepped around the corner of his desk and started to pull his wallet out, but was grabbed roughly by both of the men and shoved down, face-first onto his desk.
\t\u201cMy drivers license\u2026fuck, man\u2026I was just gonna pull my wallet out!\u201d he shouted, realizing too late that his motion of reaching behind his back looked suspiciously like he was going for a gun. As he lay atop the desk, he felt one of the men yanking his wallet free.
\t\u201cIt\u2019s him, we got him\u2026clear the area, return to the vehicles,\u201d the head dog said to no one as his two cronies lifted Miles from the desk and started dragging him forward toward the stairs leading up and out of the lecture hall.
\t\u201cI\u2019m guessing class is out for the day,\u201d Miles tried to joke as they rammed him past the few early arriving students caught inside the hall.<\/p>\n

PARKHOUSE APARTMENTS
PHILADELPHIA
9:40 AM<\/p>\n

\tVeronica had been out of the shower for about two or three minutes\u2026long enough to dry off and find herself gawking at herself in the mirror again\u2026only this time naked.
\t\u201cDamn my nipples are huge,\u201d she said aloud to herself as she plucked at them in order to fully arouse them. She was both disgusted at them and intrigued. Always, they\u2019d been overly sensitive and so even though they embarrassed her, they were also a source of sexual pleasure. She started tugging at them without really realizing what she was doing. The stimulation was stronger than usual but she never bothered to wonder why that was. A minute later, she had her right hand between her legs and was fingering herself while watching herself in the mirror. Within minutes, she was aching from a building orgasm that for some reason would not present itself. \u201cFuck,\u201d she grumbled and finally gave up. Let down, she barged out of the bathroom into her bedroom still naked and with sticky inner thighs.
\tShe dropped into the office chair in front of her computer and sighed.
\tCan\u2019t get none from Martin\u2026and apparently can\u2019t even give myself none!
\tFrustrated she turned her attention to her computer and noticed the blank screen there that beckoned her to write.
\tJust then her cellphone buzzed beside the computer and she jumped. \u201cFuck!\u201d Reaching out, she snagged it and answered it, already knowing who was calling from the digital ID scrolling across the smartphone\u2019s screen.
\t\u201cI\u2019m working right now\u2026I swear,\u201d she blurted without giving her boss time to berate her.
\t\u201cOn what?\u201d he asked with sarcasm oozing from his voice.
\t\u201cOn coming up with something to write about,\u201d she replied, trying to make a joke that flopped horribly.
\t\u201cNot funny,\u201d he commented. \u201cI got something and I want you to make some calls. Your husband still works for the Homeland, right?\u201d
\t\u201cYeah\u2026why?\u201d
\t\u201cDoes he have access to any insider information?\u201d
\t\u201cWell I don\u2019t know\u2026he\u2019s just in the Philadelphia region, he oversees interagency stuff\u2026he\u2019s an over-glorified desk jockey. We\u2019ve been through this shit, man, he doesn\u2019t really deal with anything of importance.\u201d
\t\u201cSo he says,\u201d her boss chopped back in, nearly cutting her off. \u201cBut I bet he knows people\u2026and that means YOU know people\u2026so I\u2019m gonna give you something and it better get cooking, right?\u201d
\t\u201cWhat you got?\u201d she inquired, actually curious even though she knew her husband would, as always, refuse to tell her anything she asked about work, and not just because it was probably a coworker he was banging. She honestly didn\u2019t know what he did\u2026only what he told her he did\u2026much like he told her he wasn\u2019t cheating on her, but she knew damned well he was. As far as she knew, her boss might be right.
\t\u201cThere is some crazy shit hitting the fan all down the East Coast. Sometime last night, it\u2019s like people have started going bonkers, but there\u2019s nothing in the news. Somehow the media is getting blacked-out on this shit, but I just got back from the hospital and the police station here in Atlanta and it\u2019s crazy. Something\u2019s going on and I would kindly appreciate it if we got to be the ones who break this story. And we\u2019re on a time-table here, woman! As much shit is going on, they can\u2019t keep it under the table long.\u201d
\t\u201cWhat kind of shit? What IS going on?\u201d she asked. \u201cI can\u2019t get answers if I don\u2019t know the questions.\u201d
\t\u201cEight fifteen this morning, a kindergarten teacher here in Atlanta walks into her class and promptly takes off her clothes in front of her k**s and starts showing them how to masturbate properly. Eight forty, a commuter on the freeway stops dead in traffic and gets out with a pistol and starts capping anybody who passes him. That caused a pileup that left sixteen people dead and twenty injured and that\u2019s not counting the gunshot victims. Eight fifty five, one of the Mayor\u2019s assistances pulled his dick out during a morning city council meeting and started jerking of on a coworker. Same time across town, two cops got out of their cruiser and began systematically shooting gang members on the south side. Twenty four dead, including the two cops. Apparently the gang boys shot back. Last count I got from my friend at the coroner\u2019s HQ here in Atlanta shows two hundred and five people dead since midnight from v******e related incidents. He also told me there were similar reports coming in from the burbs and other nearby towns. So I made some calls myself, and guess what\u2026same shit going on in all the major cities up the coast all the way to Portland.\u201d
\t\u201cBiological?\u201d she asked, still stunned at his accounts.
\t\u201cNobody knows\u2026it\u2019s random\u2026just crazy bitches going postal\u2026normal people though\u2026no history of any priors. People do not snap in large groups like this. I\u2019m guessing it\u2019s a bio-weapon or something. Could be a 9-11 sort of thing and they don\u2019t want to cause panic. Could be something we\u2019ve cut loose\u2026I don\u2019t know. That\u2019s why I\u2019m calling you\u2026YOU find out and call me back.\u201d
\tWith that said, he hung up without waiting for her to agree or even respond.
\tShe immediately dialed her husband\u2019s cellphone. It beeped and went directly to voice mail. She waited to leave a message, but it immediately beeped again and informed his box was full to please try her call again later.
\t\u201cWhat the fuck?\u201d
\tShe dialed again, this time to his office phone and got a busy signal. \u201cThat\u2019s no even possible\u2026he\u2019s got like five lines on that extension,\u201d she grumbled and redialed. Again, she got the busy signal followed this time by an automated message that informed her all lines into that area were busy to try her call again later.
\t\u201cIt\u2019s not the actual phones\u2026it\u2019s the lines going into that part of the city,\u201d she muttered mostly to herself. \u201cOkay that\u2019s not weird at all,\u201d she added. She rolled over to the bed and got the remote off the bedside table and flicked the flat-screen across the room on.
\tA scroll of all the various major news channels revealed nothing out of the ordinary but when she went to the local channels, the anchorwoman looked extremely uncomfortable and nervous as she reported the weather was going to be sunny and mild. Following her, the main anchor also seemed off his game.
\tFinally she jumped back to everyone\u2019s favorite Atlanta based news network and found a blank screen put up by her cable company saying the feed for that channel was temporarily unavailable.
\tJust then her bedroom door burst open and her oldest boy, Hector barged in wearing nothing but a pair of white briefs.
\t\u201cWell shit,\u201d she grunted and yanked the blanket off of her bed to cover herself with. \u201cYou ever hear of knocking?\u201d she bellowed at him. \u201cDamn, what the hell do you want?\u201d
\t\u201cSorry,\u201d he muttered and tried to away but his eyes wandered back towards her as he continued to talk. \u201cI need to pee and Ruben is taking a dooky in our bathroom,\u201d he explained. \u201cI gotta go bad,\u201d he added with a look of nervousness to his face\u2026but oddly she noticed he wasn\u2019t dancing or shifting on his feet like he would have normally when he had to go badly.
\t\u201cFine, go!\u201d she pointed at her bathroom.
\tShe decided to wait till he was done and left before trying to get up from her chair and get dressed. So she sat quietly wrapped haphazardly in her comforter. After a few minutes, she heard nothing going on in the bathroom, and began to wonder what the fuck was up with her son.
\tShe started to get up, but the blanket was a bit bulky to deal with so instead she pushed on the bed and rolled herself a few feet toward the bathroom.
\tHector hadn\u2019t bothered to shut the door and she could see him standing in front of the toilet.
\t\u201cWell are you peeing or sightseeing?\u201d
\t\u201cUhhh, I can\u2019t\u2026I don\u2019t know,\u201d he replied.
\tConcerned, she stood up and moved toward the bathroom door, dragging her blanket with her.
\t\u201cHere, I\u2019ll shut the door,\u201d she said, thinking he was just having an odd moment.
\t\u201cIt\u2019s not that,\u201d he said, glancing back over his shoulder at her. \u201cI\u2019ve had this weird feeling in it all morning and I keep thinking I need to pee, but I pee and it\u2019s still there.\u201d
\t\u201cWhat do you mean weird feeling?\u201d she asked and he turned around to face her, his underwear band pulled down and his penis dangling over the top.
\tShe gasped and leaned against the doorframe for support. Her twelve year old\u2019s penis was at least six inches long or more and probably an inch and half across in width. It hung half the distance to his knee. But that wasn\u2019t the whole of it. She could tell beneath it, was a large bulge in his underwear that bespoke of even larger sexual parts that still remained concealed.
\t\u201cSee?\u201d he asked as if she could have possibly missed it.
\tShe knew his dick wasn\u2019t that large normally. Not that she\u2019d made a habit of checking out his equipment or package but she was certain beyond doubt that his penis had not been that large prior to this moment.
\t\u201cPull your underwear all the way down,\u201d she told him and he nodded. With both hands, he scooted his tight underwear lower until the garment was around his knees. When he straightened up, she nearly gasped again as she realized his testicles were the size of eggs and his sack was tightly swollen and distended looking. His oddly long penis simply d****d atop the back of balls and dangled over the front edge of the massive sphere.
\tShe\u2019d read of elephantitis and various other diseases that could cause distended or enlarged testicles, but his penis was also bigger and she knew of nothing that would have caused that.
\t\u201cYou said you peed okay though?\u201d
\t\u201cYeah\u2026I mean like twice this morning, but when I woke up I had this between my legs and when I touch my sack it makes me feel all weird.\u201d
\tConcerned, she drew closer to him, actually entering the bathroom with him. She knelt down on the cold tile floor and looked more closely at the boy\u2019s genitals.
\t\u201cWas your\u2026your penis\u2026this long before?\u201d she asked.
\t\u201cNo,\u201d he replied with one word. \u201cIt\u2019s like twice as big this morning as it was yesterday.\u201d
\tShe stared at his bloated ball sack and an odd thought hit her. He was twelve\u2026time for puberty to kick in. Was this just some sort of spontaneous hormone thing? She knew men developed larger penises and testicles during puberty, so was it possible that this was just a simple—
\tNoooo, she interrupted her own train of thought as she realized that was stupid, that there was no way his junk would grow that much in a single night. And his balls looked overly inflated, like a fleshy balloon with two distinctive egg-sized lumps within.
\tRegardless, she wasn\u2019t going to be able to reach her husband, obviously, and the situation was rather urgent to an extent, so hesitantly she decided to dive off into the birds and bees zone all on her own.
\t\u201cDoes your penis ever get hard\u2026stiff?\u201d
\t\u201cUmm,\u201d he hummed and looked nervous. \u201cSometimes it does\u2026like when I wake up in the morning, it\u2019s stiff usually.\u201d
\t\u201cWas it stiff this morning?\u201d she inquired.
\t\u201cNo ma\u2019am\u2026but when I got up, there was a big gooey, wet spot on my sheets.\u201d
\t\u201cYou said your balls,\u201d she cut herself off. \u201cYour testicles sack there\u2026it feels funny when you touch it? What did you mean by that?\u201d Without waiting for a reply, she let go of her blanket with her right hand and reached out and cupped his sack. His balls literally filled her entire hand. She squeezed gently and the boy moaned.
\t\u201cShit, did I hurt you?\u201d she asked.
\t\u201cNO,\u201d he blurted. \u201cIt\u2019s not like it hurts\u2026it feels weird, I don\u2019t know\u2026I can\u2019t describe it.\u201d
\tShe furrowed her brows and looked back down.
\tOh shit\u2026I\u2019m just sitting here cupping his balls, she thought herself, both annoyed and concerned at the same time. Can\u2019t get a hold on Martin\u2019s balls for five seconds, but here I am with my hand on a giant pair\u2026and they belong to my son!
\tShe decided to squeeze again to see what would happen and he moaned again, but it was a sexually sounded moan and it disturbed her.
\t\u201cDoes it feel good?\u201d she asked?
\t\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d he replied and glared oddly at her.
\t\u201cWell if it doesn\u2019t hurt, then why do you moan every time I squeeze them?\u201d
\t\u201cI don\u2019t know\u2026it just does,\u201d he insisted.
\tShe squeezed them again and as expected, Hector moaned, but this time she continued to squeeze and even fondled them a bit with her fingers as if to massage them and to her shock, semen began to ooze from the tip of his dangling penis.
\tShe froze as massive goops of white jizz dribbled out and dropped down onto her wrist and forearm. She looked up and Hector had his head leaned back looking for all the world as if he was enjoying the situation\u2026in a distinctly sexual manner.
\tHolee fuck\u2026is he just backed up or something? He\u2019s cumming with a limp dick! Weird sensation indeed! Dumb dork just needs to jerk off probably, she thought to herself but then somehow she pushed the thoughts aside. He couldn\u2019t have gotten backed up like that, it didn\u2019t make sense. Men produced sperm continually and she knew it was stored in the epididymis, the coily structure that was on the outside of each testicle\u2026but if the sperm wasn\u2019t used, it was supposed to be reabsorbed by the body. So had something gone wrong with his junk? Was his body not reabsorbing his sperm maybe?
\t\u201cDo\u2026do it again, Momma,\u201d he said to her in a sort of odd whisper without opening his eyes and bothering to even look down at her.
\tShe glanced down herself and stared at the thick white goop on her wrist that was now turning clear and rolling around the side of her forearm preparing to drip down to the tile.
\tShe squeezed his balls again and this time fondled them roughly and in a manner that she recognized instantly as sexual. Part of her had done it without thinking and without pondering the consequences. But she was doing it now and for the life of her, she didn\u2019t want to stop.
\tSemen began to ooze from his flaccid penis again and then as she squeezed and massaged more roughly, larger blobs began to pop, without warning, from the head of his dangling dick, splattering her forearm.
\tHector had his head back and was wobbling, swaying back and forth as if he was weak and about to fall down. He was moaning so sexually it was beginning to turn her on, like listening to someone else having sex.
\t\u201cIs\u2026is this helping that weird feeling?\u201d she asked, trying her best to stay focused and professional though knowing she wasn\u2019t and that she\u2019d gone way too damned far with him.
\t\u201cUh-uhh,\u201d he groaned, \u201cIt\u2019s worse\u2026it\u2019s worse,\u201d he added but was totally absorbed in her actions and he certainly wasn\u2019t telling her to stop.
\t\u201cYou want me to stop,\u201d she asked and he shook his head side to side violently while biting his bottom lip.
\tCrap, I really think he\u2019s backed up\u2026he may have never jerked off before. He said he had a big cum puddle in his bed this morning. So he just needs to take care of business. Fuck, I feel so slutty and stupid. I\u2019m sitting her playing with his balls like a five dollar whore!
\tShe started to let go and pull her arm back, but then she didn\u2019t. Instead, she worked his balls even harder and made him spurt a gob out that would have made Martin\u2019s entire ejaculation look puny in comparison. Looking down, she noted her entire forearm was covered with gooey semen\u2026and still his dick dripped.
\tHis flaccid dick was jiggling side to side now as she ground his balls below it. With each slide and jostle it seemed to taunt her. She wanted to reach out and touch it, but her other hand held on to her blanket, the only thing covering her nakedness.
\tBefore she realized what was happening, the blanket was sliding down to the floor and her other hand was wrapping around his dick.
\tOH SHIT! WHAT AM I DOING?!?
\tShe knew exactly what she was doing, but she also didn\u2019t seem to care like she knew she should. She leaned forward and fed his limpness into her hot mouth and immediately began sucking it while continuing to work his distended testicles.
\tSemen was pouring into her mouth now and she was swallowing it as it did, letting the salty mess slide down her throat as she tongued the limp staff in hopes it would harden.
\t\u201cMomma?\u201d Hector\u2019s raspy voice whispered down to her and she looked upward to see him staring at her with an expression of both shock and delight.
\tShe didn\u2019t answer him but continued to suck him off until all at once, she sensed his cock began to swell within her mouth and lips. She bobbed on it a bit longer and then pulled out and began to jerk him off with one hand while still grinding his testicles with the other.
\tHis dick was oozing semen steadily and his six inch limpness had grown hard into what she had to guess was an eight or nine inch long man-rod that was probably two and a half inches thick if it were a millimeter.
\tShe looked up at him and moaned herself for the first time and she knew whatever look was on her face must have told him she was no longer doing this just for him.
\tAs if in response, his pelvis began tapping against her pumping hand and then without any preamble, he started gasping and almost growling and she knew what was about to happen. In response, she let go of his testicles and wrapped both hands around his meaty cock and began to pump feverishly until massive eruptions of cum exploded from the tip of his purplish cock head and rained down on her naked, fat torso.
\tIn seconds, her torpedo shaped D-cups were coated in warm jizz and her nipples were begging to be tormented.
\tWhen he finally stopped erupting, she leaned back and smeared the enormous amount of cum all over her breasts and then started pulling viciously at her finger-tip sized nipples.
\tThen she had him by the waist and was tugging him down to his knees in front of her\u2026her hands grasping higher then to his head and pulling him forward into her chest. It took him a few moments to figure out what she wanted but then he was sucking her titty like a pro, cum coating and all.
\tShe literally pulled him over onto the floor beside the tub and was on top of him before she realized what was happening. It was as if she wasn\u2019t in control of her own body as if someone was directing her by remote\u2026as if she were merely riding along inside somebody else\u2019s body with no ability to hinder or stop what was going on.
\t\u201cFinger it like this,\u201d she groaned to him as she hefted her thigh and plunged her own fingers deep into her wet orifice. And then she twisted and assumed a sixty-nine position on top of him, sucking his semi-limp cock back into her mouth.
\tSuddenly she felt his small hand probing at her pussy and realized to her delight, that he was about to try fingering her like she\u2019d showed him.
\t\u201cOh shit, fuck me!\u201d she blurted and then resumed sucking his cock wildly. \u201cJust put your whole hand in me,\u201d she called out after a few moments of him merely teasing her with his mere fingers.
\t\u201cAHHHH!\u201d she groaned and his dick popped from her lips. \u201cNo, no\u2026no, no, no,\u201d she all but shouted as she pulled herself upright atop of him. Quickly, she slide on down him till his dick, now hard again, was touching her crotch. \u201cMomma needs cock, baby!\u201d she rasped hungrily as she fed his erection into her gaping pussy.
\tHer torpedo tits were flopping wildly up and down before she knew what was happening. Her fat ass was probably squishing him beneath her and she didn\u2019t care so long as his cock stayed hard\u2026and hard it remained, until she came and drenched him with her own ejaculation.
\tJust then, as she stopped bouncing atop him, she gazed out the open bathroom door and realized it was not the only door left open. Standing out in the hall with his mouth agape, was her younger son, Ruben.
\tSuddenly she was horrified at what he must be seeing and then the full weight of what she\u2019d done fell on her all at once. She lunged forward and slammed the bathroom door and then clutched madly at the discarded blanket on the floor beside her.
\tShe lurched toward the door and twisted around to face her older son. Leaning back in the corner against the door and the cabinets, she pulled the blanket up around her and tried to bury herself in its thick folds.
\tHector sat up and stared at her with an odd look of confusion and fear.
\t\u201cWhat did we just do, Momma?\u201d he asked.
\t\u201cWe had\u2026we had sex,\u201d she whispered but then realized that wasn\u2019t quite right. \u201cWe just fucked, son,\u201d she added, not caring about the vulgarity of the remark.
\tShe looked down at his immense cock and balls and to her horror found that she felt more lust than shame. With her own desires and orgasm out of the way, she could think a bit more clearly, but no amount of post-sex bliss and clarity was going to erase the fact that her son was a veritable cum machine with a cock to die for.
\t\u201cGo\u2026go take a bath,\u201d she told him. \u201cGet out of here before I do that again,\u201d she added, trying her best to suppress her dirty desire to suck his cock again.
\tHe stood up and stepped towards her, his big, fat cock dangling ridiculously between his scrawny legs as he walked.
\tShe moved to one side so he could open the door and exit, but before he stepped out, she reached out and grabbed his hand and turned him around.
\t\u201cWhat Momma?\u201d
\tHer hand abandoned his and reached around to grab his cock which she then proceeded to stroke.
\t\u201cNext time you got an ache in your balls like that, you jerk off like this till you spurt hard\u2026okay,\u201d she told him. \u201cIt\u2019s just pressure in your balls \u2018cause you haven\u2019t cum I guess,\u201d she added as an afterthought.
\t\u201cOkay, Momma,\u201d he nodded, looking bewildered.
\t\u201cOr,\u201d she blurted a bit loudly as he tried to pull away.
\t\u201cYou can come back and let Momma fuck the shit out of it for you\u2026whichever,\u201d she said with a twisted grin. \u201cJust don\u2019t tell nobody, okay?\u201d<\/p>\n

OUTSIDE BETA-2 FACILITY
KENTUCKY
11:05 AM<\/p>\n

\tThe lead SUV peeled off the highway and onto a small, single lane black top road that scurried up the side of a steep rocky incline that seemed far too steep to be a normal public use roadway. The engine in Miles\u2019 SUV strained and he heard the transmission kick a little louder as the driver gunned up the incline. He turned and glanced behind them in time to see a large steel gate closing behind the last truck. Thick trees lined the steep road and also apparently concealed a hidden gate mechanism that shut the road off when not being used.
\tThe truck bumped hard and quickly noted a trench in the road. Twisting again, he watched large steel or maybe concrete pylons rising out of the trench to block the road.
\t\u201cWe\u2019re at BETA-2, aren\u2019t we?\u201d he asked the asshole sitting next to him, the one he\u2019d aptly named, \u201cBig dog,\u201d in his head. The man didn\u2019t respond\u2026didn\u2019t even look at him.
\t\u201cI retain level 10 clearance, asshole\u2026I\u2019ve been here before\u2026if you\u2019d read my file, you\u2019d know that,\u201d he added and glared at the man.
\t\u201cI don\u2019t get paid to read, sir. I get paid to retrieve people from classrooms. Please remain quiet until we arrive at our destination. You will be fully briefed at that time.\u201d<\/p>\n

PARKHOUSE APARTMENTS
PHILADELPHIA
11:10 AM<\/p>\n

\t\u201cJimmy, it\u2019s Veronica,\u201d
\t\u201cHey what\u2019s up?\u201d
\t\u201cI gotta ask something and I know you\u2019re probably not supposed to tell me\u2026but what the fuck is going on?\u201d
\tThe police sergeant sighed audibly through the phone before answering.
\t\u201cOff record?\u201d
\t\u201cI don\u2019t even know you,\u201d she replied.
\t\u201cI don\u2019t really know\u2026it\u2019s crazy, like suddenly people ain\u2019t giving a shit about consequences,\u201d he explained with an exasperated voice from the other end of the cell line.
\t\u201cJimmy\u2026there\u2019s a total news blackout going on and somebody needs to break this shit, so I need to know everything you know.\u201d
\t\u201cCall your husband\u2026fucking FEMA and Homeland is all over this shit. We\u2019re waiting on National Guard units right now downtown.\u201d
\t\u201cI tried\u2026I couldn\u2019t get a hold of him,\u201d she asserted. \u201cTell me what\u2019s going on\u2026I don\u2019t want to leave the apartment to find out for myself\u2026I got the boys with me.\u201d
\t\u201cFUCK NO! You stay home! You got a gun? Get it and don\u2019t let nobody in the house, you hear me? NOBODY!\u201d
\t\u201cJimmy, you\u2019re freaking me the fuck out. What\u2019s going on, dammit!\u201d
\t\u201cI\u2019m standing downtown right now\u2026in the park\u2026and there\u2019s like fifty\u2026maybe sixty bodies just lying here. Rich people\u2026rich people had a gang fight\u2026killed each other. It started over a parking space. Two of these cats are fucking corporate guys. One guy over his is dead with a pen shoved in his head. Other guy looks like somebody beat his face in with a briefcase. Chief says the mayor don\u2019t know shit and the FEMA people we\u2019ve got don\u2019t seem to know either, but something is happening.\u201d
\t\u201cHas\u2026has there been any\u2026umm\u2026weird sexual stuff? My boss said there was a kindergarten teacher in Atlanta this morning that stripped down and tried to get freaky with her students. Has\u2026has there been anything like that?\u201d
\t\u201cShit\u2026don\u2019t get me started\u2026there\u2019s more fucking and fighting going on than we can deal with and nobody wants to get on TV and say anything. Look, I gotta go\u2026you stay home and you keep the boys with you\u2026bye!\u201d
\tVeronica laid her phone down and looked over at her flat-screen, shocked at what was on the video feed. Quickly, she grabbed at her remote and unmuted the sound.
\t\u201cPeople are r****g and killing one another and this ass clown over here in the suit keeps telling me not to say anything well fuck you! Fuck you, motherfucker–\u201d
\tAn obvious bullet ripped through the anchor\u2019s head and tossed him back against the faux wall behind his desk, bl**d splattering.
\tShe gasped and then the \u201clost feed\u201d warning popped up on the television screen. She quickly flipped to another news channel and within seconds, it too lost feed. Within five minutes, there were no news channels at all available. Ironically, standard channels continued to broadcast as if nothing were happening.
\tShe quickly tried her husband again, but go not answer and then before she could lay the phone down, she heard what sounded like gunshots down on the street three floors below her apartment. Naked, she ran to the window and peered out and down in time to see cops and several soldiers swarming around a car in the street.
\t\u201cHOLEE SHIT!\u201d she blurted and ran back to her cell phone. Her husband\u2019s line was still rerouting.
\tIn desperation, she called her boss.
\t\u201cTell me you got something!\u201d he demanded as soon as the line connected.
\t\u201cFUCK YOU! Yeah I got something alright!\u201d
\t\u201cWhat?!\u201d
\t\u201cI don\u2019t know\u2026but\u2026but I just fucked my twelve year old son in my bathroom and I don\u2019t know why!\u201d
\t\u201cYou what? Oh, Veronica\u2026are you fucking with me?\u201d
\t\u201cNOOO! I called a cop source of mine\u2026he told me people all over the city are going crazy\u2026r****g and killing one another. I just saw a bunch of cops and soldiers shoot somebody in a car on the street beneath my apartment.\u201d
\t\u201cIt\u2019s gotta be biological\u2026\u201d her boss muttered.
\t\u201cListen to me\u2026my son\u2026Hector\u2026he woke up this morning with a dick the size of my arm and balls the size of my fist\u2026and I just\u2026I just\u2026and you know why I\u2019m telling you this\u2026\u2019cause I don\u2019t care! And I don\u2019t know why I don\u2019t care! This ain\u2019t right, man!\u201d
\tIt was then that she realized she was talking to dead air. Had he freaked out and hung up on her?
\tShe tried to dial him back only to get the annoying, \u201cAll circuits are busy,\u201d message. Two minutes after that, the phone stopped getting a signal altogether.<\/p>\n

BETA-2 FACILITY
KENTUCKY
11:32 AM<\/p>\n

\tDr. Miles Fitzgerald stepped into the room and heard the heavy metal door behind him clang shut. One other person occupied the office with him.
\tColonel Alan Sparks, the epitome of military officers, stood up and motioned for him to move forward and take a seat. He\u2019d known the man as the executive commander of BETA-2 from years before when he\u2019d toured it. Obviously the man was still in charge.
\t\u201cWhat the fuck is going on?\u201d
\t\u201cSorry for the rapid extraction, Doctor, but it was imperative to get you to a secure zone as quickly as possible.\u201d
\t\u201cAn outbreak or is a meteor heading for us?\u201d
\t\u201cA meteor I could live with,\u201d he replied though there was no tone or indication of humor to his response.
\t\u201cOutbreak then\u2026so why me? I mean I know I\u2019m close and that was by intent, but why isn\u2019t the CDC–\u201d
\t\u201cWe think Atlanta may have been the start point,\u201d he asserted, cutting him off. \u201cWe can\u2019t identify the pathogen and the symptoms are not visibly identifiable. We don\u2019t know who\u2019s been afflicted and who hasn\u2019t. The SECDEF has ordered us into lockdown and I was damned if I was shutting the doors without somebody in here who could help us deal with it.\u201d
\t\u201cBETA-2 is intended to lock down and survive, not fight nor find a cure, Colonel. So you snatched me just as a safety precaution in case it doesn\u2019t blow over?\u201d
\t\u201cDamn straight I did, but I had clearance to do so. Atlanta is falling apart\u2026the CDC itself is all but down. The President is on AF-1 headed for high ground and he\u2019s given the order to nuke Atlanta to prevent whatever other shit they\u2019ve got in there from getting loose.\u201d
\t\u201cThe center has its own system for safe-guarding–\u201d
\t\u201cThe staff has been compromised\u2026we can\u2019t be sure the center hasn\u2019t been compromised as well. He\u2019s not taking chances. There\u2019s a Special f***es detachment en route as we speak with a thermonuclear backpack destined for the downtown.\u201d
\t\u201cHolee Hell,\u201d Miles blurted. \u201cWhat the fuck is it? I mean what the shit is it doing?\u201d
\t\u201cLast coherent word we got out of Atlanta this morning was that something was spreading and it\u2019s apparently airborne. It\u2019s causing people to act without concern for consequences. Total anarchy. **** and murder everywhere\u2026some sick fucking shit. I\u2019ve seen feeds from some of the bigger cities this morning. It\u2019s like a fucking nightmare scenario. I saw shit I can\u2019t wipe from my fucking brain. News crews were filming it all and not caring what they filmed.\u201d
\t\u201cI haven\u2019t seen anything–\u201d
\t\u201cAnd you won\u2019t. You had level 10 clearance, yes?\u201d
\t\u201cYeah.\u201d
\t\u201cIt\u2019s twenty now,\u201d the Colonel stated matter-of-factly. \u201cSwear your allegiance to the United States.\u201d
\t\u201cI swear my allegiance to the United States of America,\u201d he recited as if he were taking some definitive, life altering oath.
\t\u201cThe Pentagon possesses a computer system which I will not name, as that remains above your security level. That computer is the largest and most powerful system the world has ever known and it\u2019s tied into every information system on the planet. It monitors everyone everywhere at all times. The purpose of the system was to analyze everything\u2026and provide warnings to us when the need arose. At approximately 1:15 am last night, that computer called me and every major operations commander on the planet and informed us the shit was about to hit the fan. By two, we were already rolling on it, but the system was telling us that we had no hope of stopping it.\u201d
\t\u201cWhat does our magical computer friend think is happening?\u201d
\t\u201cShe says someone just proverbially nuked us with a biological weapon of some nature. Not that this should surprise us, but what DID shock our asses, was that every nation on the globe has also been hit. It\u2019s global. It began shortly around Midnight Eastern standard time. And within twelve hours, we\u2019ve nearly lost the whole East Coast.\u201d
\t\u201cI\u2019m assuming this computer system has been editing everything we\u2019re seeing on the TV and internet?\u201d
\t\u201cYes. Crisis control. The cities seem to be the strike points. Announce a contagion, and what happens? The city slickers head for the hills and contaminate them as well. We may have to hit every major city to stop it.\u201d
\t\u201cYou said the afflicted are acting without forethought or afterthought\u2026that\u2026that sounds suspiciously like a virus that\u2019s affecting the brain,\u201d Miles asserted, more or less thinking out loud.
\t\u201cWell ya\u2019don\u2019t fucking say,\u201d the Colonel blurted.
\t\u201cWell that\u2019s just a starting point. A lot of viruses affect the brain. Hell we\u2019ve got some that can even take control of the infected person\u2019s motor skills. There\u2019s even one that ants get that turns them into little zombie–\u201d
\t\u201cDon\u2019t even use the \u201cz\u201d word around me, man!\u201d
\tMiles snorted and suppressed his urge to chuckle.
\t\u201cThe disease isn\u2019t killing them\u2026it\u2019s making them kill each other, but that\u2019s not all it\u2019s doing.\u201d
\t\u201cWhat?\u201d Miles asked, not sure he wanted an answer.
\t\u201cWe\u2019re getting some odd reports from hospitals that pubescent c***dren are coming in with excessively large genitals and breasts\u2026among other weird shit.\u201d
\t\u201cExcessively large—okay, define that for me in more specific terms.\u201d Miles sat up straight and found that he was suddenly fascinated with this virus.
\t\u201cCDC was of no use. By the time we got the reports sorted, Atlanta was already off the grid. We\u2019ve also lost New York, Richmond, Albany, Providence, and we\u2019re near losing Philadelphia. Reports of initial outbreaks are coming out of Charlotte and also Pittsburgh.\u201d
\t\u201cFuck\u2026it\u2019s moving west and in less than 12 hours\u2026what\u2019s that\u2026like a hundred miles in 12 hours?\u201d
\t\u201cIt\u2019ll take the whole country at that speed within about 12 days if my math is half right,\u201d the Colonel stated.
\t\u201cIt\u2019s not just the math, Colonel\u2026diseases do not act on timelines or set speeds\u2026a single carrier can get to San Francisco in a matter of hours and thus envelope that region twelve days ahead of your timeline. You can put numbers on it, but I suspect we\u2019ve got far less than a week before we\u2019re overrun completely. Now my next question is what are we doing about it?\u201d
\t\u201cSupercomputer\u2026she says we\u2019re fucked. The President has ordered lock-down to try and survive it. If the smoke clears, we come out and pick up the pieces.\u201d
\t\u201cThey\u2019re just giving up based on the advice of a fucking computer?\u201d
\t\u201cYou got a better plan? It\u2019s airborne, Miles\u2026 quarantine isn\u2019t going to stop it.\u201d
\t\u201cI can\u2019t fathom an airborne pathogen that potent. Do you realize the amount of saturation required to do that? Even if it\u2019s just one city that\u2019s dosed\u2026the pathogen would require\u2026shit!\u201d
\t\u201cWhat?\u201d
\t\u201cIt\u2019s in the water,\u201d Miles erupted and jumped from his seat. \u201cDumped into the water treatment facilities, it would likely hit the entire populace all at once\u2026but only select individuals exposed to it. Drinking, bathing\u2026any of which could hit them with it. Then once it settles into the host, it\u2019s got to go mobile to have any further affect.\u201d
\t\u201cAirborne\u2026so it\u2019s mutating?\u201d
\t\u201cDo you realize how often we leave our bodily fluids on surfaces? It\u2019s not airborne, Colonel\u2026it\u2019s waterborne and it\u2019s spreading through liquids. Quarantine could work to slow it down. But to hit every city at once\u2026Colonel, it\u2019s a weapon of some sort. Someone\u2019s weaponized it.\u201d
\t\u201cOkay, we\u2019re under attack, but by who? Every country on the planet \u2013 do you have any clue how hard it would be to get something into the water supply of the entire world at one definitive moment like that?\u201d
\t\u201cViruses contain genes and genetic strands, Colonel and like with humans, certain alterations can be made to their code\u2026they can be programmed. It would require an extremely high level of expertise, but a virus could be activated by remote. And don\u2019t look startled\u2026I know people at DARPA and other divisions. Slowly infuse a programmed virus into the water supply\u2026and then trigger it when you\u2019re ready.\u201d
\t\u201cTrigger would require chemical agents or other biological delivery systems\u2026and that\u2019s not feasible,\u201d the officer argued.
\t\u201cNot necessarily.\u201d
\t\u201cWhat?\u201d
\t\u201cI\u2019ve read research regarding the connectivity of organics and inorganics\u2026essentially living circuits. The human body and brain will respond to certain electrical stimuli\u2026so too, will viruses. Some group capable of making a bug like this and then inserting it worldwide, might also have the ability to trigger it using a broadcast signal. Call your Pentagon buddies\u2026tell them to look for a signal that may have been broadcast within the last forty eight hours\u2026anything weird and powerful.\u201d
\t\u201cThat would require satellites\u2026only three of us with that ability\u2026and the Chinese and the Russians are both locking down too.\u201d
\t\u201cWho said it had to be terrestrial enemies, Colonel?\u201d
\t\u201cWhat the fuck are you insinuating–\u201d
\t\u201cExactly that. I watched a documentary a few years back where they brought in various experts from the military and science and asked them to lay out the probabilities for an alien invasion.\u201d
\t\u201cAliens? I\u2019d almost prefer zombies.\u201d
\t\u201cThe consensus, Colonel, was that no massive armada of city destroying ships would descend from the clouds. Not when a more advanced race could simply toss in a bug bomb and wait till the smoke cleared. Should they want our world, we, a lesser and undoubtedly vicious and unwanted pest society would have to be dealt with. What do you do when bugs infest your new house? You smoke bomb it. The consensus was that a hostile alien f***e would likely utilize a biological agent against us inserted in such a fashion that we would die off rapidly.\u201d
\t\u201cBut we\u2019re not dying\u2026we\u2019re going bananas, Doctor. I mean if you want to cause havoc, this is your d**g, but if you just want to wipe us out, it\u2019s not doing such a hot job.\u201d
\t\u201cHumans possess a more violent capability than any other creature on this planet that has a brain, Colonel. Say our foes intend to use that against us. A generalized weapon wouldn\u2019t just kill us\u2026it\u2019d kill every mammal on the planet. Maybe that\u2019s not what they want. Maybe they just want us to kill ourselves. And if we\u2019re doing it one at a time, we\u2019ll live our cities and infrastructure intact for the most part.\u201d
\t\u201cNot if the politicians go crazy and start pushing buttons,\u201d the Colonel countered.
\t\u201cTest it,\u201d Miles suggested. \u201cTry to launch an active nuke and see what happens. If it fails, then you know they\u2019re monitoring us and making sure we can\u2019t damage the planet while the disease runs its course. I suggest a real target\u2026include some command chatter about blaming whoever the target is for the outbreak\u2026make it look real or otherwise they won\u2019t fall for it.\u201d
\t\u201cOkay\u2026say I buy that\u2026are you insinuating that this potential alien aggressor has the capacity to monitor us that closely?\u201d
\t\u201cWE monitor us that closely\u2026imagine what we\u2019ll be able to do in two or three hundred more years of development, Colonel? Imagine your supercomputer times a hundred.\u201d
\t\u201cShe\u2019s right\u2026we\u2019re just fucked, aren\u2019t we?\u201d
\tMiles sighed.
\t\u201cProbably\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

To be continued\u2026<\/p>\n