Chapter 4

It was a full on orgy. It was all about the sex with whomever was within reach. People discovered new erogenous zones, and while Chad, John and Jack were in extremely high demand, if they were occupied it didn’t really matter that much. Olivia’s breasts had a line form in front of her, as everyone new just had to try it. The lab coat and stethoscope got passed around and the only woman who even slightly resembled Meredith Grey, Betty, had a monumental time playing doctor with John, who seemed to fixate on the single older woman in a serious way.

Heather, Jocelyn and Veronica seemed to form their own non-exclusive group, with the two women not impaled on Chad’s cock helping make the one who was reach a screaming orgasm and then trading places. Jack spent most of his time with Harriet, wherever she was and whomever she was with. No one was left out even a little bit. No one wasn’t engaged in some kind of sexual activity with at least one other person at pretty much any given time.

Lily helped everyone as well. When Chad told his mother how wonderful Olivia’s milk-filled breasts were and how much he liked them, and Jocelyn agreed, she set Jocelyn’s breast biology to lactate and increased the connection between nipples, clitoral stimulation and brain -- in a few days they would have a delightful surprise. She increased all the males’ stamina and ejaculate levels and increased the recuperative powers of their genitalia as well as decreased the necessary refractory period by increasing the blood flow to the necessary parts.

The women received increases in lubricant and sped up healing for vaginal walls and musculature, adjustments to clitoral and vaginal sensitivity especially after orgasm, effectively making them both more sensitive and yet more durable without a necessary refractory period, as well as increasing their capability for multiple orgasms.

For those she adjusted, sex only got better. The cellular structures and connections for orgasm got a bit bigger and better. Lily felt a bit proud of herself. The difference wasn’t very noticeable yet, not with all the distractions, but as days passed, the changes would become obvious.

When she finished doing that, she paid attention to the energy’s reach, and found to her dismay that two square blocks were now in range, and people were being affected. The more people, the wider the effect. As she watched, another set or orgasms ran through the group, and the field grew by half a block. A rapid calculation showed that by that evening, the entire town would be changed. Shielding the church would no longer be big enough.

She began to fold in on herself, and as she did she found that Harriet was ‘glowing’ like a little sun with the energy for those who could see it. Of course, the only one who could ‘see’ it was her, but every human would feel it.

Harriet! she called, but Harriet was very involved with June’s tongue on her clit and Jack’s cock in her pussy at the same time, as well as drawing swallows of milk from Olivia’s left breast as she fingered her.

HARRIET!

“What? Oh, fuck!” Sorry, got caught up in what I was doing, there. What’s wrong? asked Harriet.

Just about the whole town by tonight. replied Lily.

The whole town!?

Take a look, Lily said and let her sense what she did.

“Oh, fuck!” said Harriet.

Jack, still fucking her, asked “What’s wrong? Wait ... one ... second...” then he moaned in a powerful orgasm.

When he had regained his composure, Harriet explained, and as she did June and Olivia listened.

When she finished, she said, “I’ve got to get to that cave, and someone’s got to get those cages built, one around the house, I guess, and the other around the whole town, as quickly as possible! This is progressing far too fast, and I don’t think anyone will be able to think straight while I’m here. I’ve got to go!”

June said, “I’ll take you. I know exactly where it is.”

“Tell Jocelyn what needs to be done when this wears off, Jack. Get the others to find those who have been exposed and affected, get them to the church and make sure no one hurts themselves. We may have to send them to the cave by threes or fours if something can’t be done about the cages quickly. See what you can do about a detour on the highway. It isn’t in range yet, but ... I don’t know. Figure it out! I’ve got to go now before it spreads further!”

Even as they said they understood, Jack and Olivia resumed fucking. They simply couldn’t resist the impulse for more than a minute or so.

Harriet grabbed a robe and tennis shoes and put them on hurriedly, then grabbed a vibrator and extra batteries and followed June, who was still fingering herself as she went, out the door. They were gone a full ten minutes before things started slowing down.

As Chad and his mother had a final orgasm together, Heather leaned back from Olivia’s breast and Jack unloaded a final time deep into Olivia’s pussy. Betty was slumped across John’s shoulders, the lab coat draped open from her arms and shoulders around them both. Everyone was panting.

“Oh, my God,” said Betty, stirring and straightening, John’s cock still inside her, “that was the best, most intense sex I’ve ever had! Honey, I will play doctor with you any damn time you want! If I wasn’t exhausted, I’d say let’s go again! How are you still hard!?”

“I dunno,” said John, “you are the hottest woman I’ve ever been with.” Heather coughed, and he added, “and that is saying a lot! Heather is fantastic, too! So is Harriet!” He looked around for her only to find she was no longer there.

Jack chuckled gently, then sobered, and said to the room, “Harriet said that it is getting worse faster than expected. We need to do something about the whole town. People were just exposed for blocks around. She said we need to get everyone to the church to make sure no one hurts themselves in the depression aftereffects.”

“The whole town?” asked the mayor. “Where is she?”

“Wolf Cave. June took her,” Jack said. “If she were still here we couldn’t have stopped. We need to send people to her in small groups to fix the withdrawal depression problem.”

“Chad, honey, get up and let Veronica move, I need to get my phone,” said Jocelyn.

John looked from one woman to the other, and said, “Veronica and Betty? Is there an Archie and Jughead?”

Both women rolled their eyes, and Betty slapped him lightly. “Really? You think no one has ever made that crack before? All our lives we’ve heard that, since grade school! And besides, didn’t you notice I’ve got the dark hair and she’s the blonde?”

“Um, actually, I never read or watched the comics, so I don’t really know who’s who in them, and, um, sorry. I should’ve thought, Mered ... uh, Betty, sorry!”

“Only when we’re having sex, John, only then. The rest of the time, keep it straight!”

“I will, Betty, I promise!” said John.

“Good,” said Betty, and she kissed him.

The mayor keyed her phone, still naked. “Harry? Jocelyn. I need you to meet me in my office in fifteen, okay? Alright, twenty, then. See you.” said Jocelyn, who then began getting dressed quickly. “Veronica, can you see to getting people to the church? We’ll need some people to go house to house for a couple of blocks around. If they start finding cheerful people, turn around they’ve gone too far.”

I can do that. Ooh, wait, let me think ... most of those I’d call on live close by, so I don’t know how they’ll do. I’ll check,” answered Veronica.

“Chad, get dressed. You and Betty meet me at the office, and then we’re going to the church. Jack? Can you and Olivia help Veronica?”

Jack looked at Olivia, who nodded. “Will do. We’ll have to take the baby.” They began pulling on clothes as well.

Heather grabbed her clothes and began pulling them on. “What is it about being young but not a kid that makes young people invisible until someone has to climb a ladder? Jack, Veronica, I’m coming with you.”

“That would be most welcome, dear,” said Olivia. “I’m sure no one meant to leave you out! Besides, we’ll probably need someone more athletic for something!” She grinned widely.

Jocelyn was heading out the door. It was Veronica who said, “Good. We’ll start across the street on the left. It’s getting chilly, so wrap the baby warmly!”

Betty looked at John. “Well, lover, I’ve got to go, duty calls. Damn this feels good, though! I hate to get up!”

John smiled, “Can we maybe ... get together again? Maybe dinner sometime soon? I’d like ... um, to get to know you better! God that sounds silly, doesn’t it?”

She leaned in and kissed him, and said, “Not silly at all. I usually like to know the men I have inside me much better before the ‘inside me’ part actually happens, so we’ve got some catching up to do! And more of this, of course!”

“I’ll meet you at the church,” he said.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, lover!” teased Betty.

John flushed bright red, and said, “I didn’t say when!”

Olivia said, “Don’t scare the man away, Betty, unless you want me to catch him!” She gave Betty a predatory grin.

Betty leaned down to John and gave him a deep kiss, then said in a low voice, “I suggest you stay away from that one unless you want to live dressed in a onesie and diapers and living on breastmilk or something! Sorry, I didn’t mean to say that, about the church, or even that I think that, or anything. It was just a joke.”

“No worries!” John assured her and kissed her. “But maybe she could join us occasionally? No onesie or diaper, though!”

“I’ll think about it,” she said as she got off of his lap with a sexy pout, and turned to see Jack smiling at them. He nodded, still smiling and putting on his shoes. It was obvious to him that both were single and had been a bit lonely. That, he suspected, was going to change for anyone in town who might be.

Everyone left Harriet’s house, each group going in different directions. The first house Veronica led them to was fairly close by. A dazed woman in a hastily-donned bathrobe answered the door.

“Maggie? Are you okay?” asked Veronica.

“Oh, Veronica! I don’t know! I think I may have lost my mind!” answered the woman.

“Listen, you haven’t lost your mind. Something has happened to a lot of people for blocks around, and we need to get everyone affected to the church for a meeting about it. Can you and the kids help?”

“Um ... I guess so? Is this contagious or anything?” asked Maggie.

“Not exactly. But we need to get people in a safe place because there are traumatic aftereffects, and we need to get folks treated for them, okay? I know exactly how bad you feel right now, but you’ve got to rise above it for a while. Everyone who is depressed has been affected and has to get to the church in an hour, okay? This is extremely important! You’re a deacon, and this is an emergency. Can you focus and get this done?”

Maggie took a breath and a determined look replaced the despondency. “I can, and I will.”

“Okay. Good woman! We’re going north and west, you go south and east, a three blocks radius from here, and get anyone who was in that zone in the last hour and a half, to the church for treatment and assistance by four PM. Spread the word. Got it?”

“Got it,” confirmed Maggie. She turned and yelled as she closed the door, “Kids, get dressed, we’ve got something very important to do!”

Veronica’s little group worked their way through one side of the neighborhood, followed shortly on the other side by Maggie’s. The groups grew as they went, until they finally started to find people who had not been affected. Once they found the edges of the affected area, both groups, which were made up of mostly women because they were mostly who was home during the day on a weekday in the conservative little town, went to the church. As they did, they talked and dolefully and fearfully compared experiences.

“Okay, people,” announced Veronica in a loud voice, “stop trying to figure out who the biggest sinner is! No one did any of this deliberately! This was no one’s fault! Now, let’s get people into the church and seated and the mayor should have some things to tell us!”

“What’s this ‘treatment’?” someone called.

“Wait for the mayor!” Veronica called back.

People grumbled, but trudged into the church and took seats in the pews. Surprisingly, once they were seated, it got quiet as people waited nervously, thinking and wondering.

At four, Jocelyn took the pulpit. “Okay, folks, thank you for coming. I have an important announcement. First, all of us here have been exposed to a strange form of energy that causes effects on the human brain. First, children who haven’t gone through puberty yet seem to be unaffected. Second, each of us has been changed. Those changes, as we understand it, are permanent. The depression, the apathy, the guilt, those can be treated. But we are going to be horny and compulsively sexual periodically for the rest of our lives. Last, we must confine this energy within the town. I’ve made arrangements for a fence, a cage that will block the energy from getting out. You see, with each pulse and each person affected, it gets stronger. This can spread to the county, the tri-state area, the entire southeast, the country, the world. Unaffected people will be frightened, and someone will decide that we all need to be destroyed to prevent the spread, and fearful people will listen. This must be contained. Do you understand?”

There was silence as people thought. Finally, one of the few men present asked, “So, we’re like ... carriers? Like of a disease?”

“Not like a disease, no. It’s like we’ve become transmitters and amplifiers. If we leave, we will transmit the energy of each pulse, even if it’s far away, to others, affecting them, make more, and the energy grows stronger each time, like, 3 to 9 to 81 and so on. The only thing we can do, besides all die, is keep it confined, by keeping ourselves confined, inside a special town-wide cage we’ve started building.”

“Fuck...” said the man and people around him murmured in agreement.

“Well ... yes, as a matter of fact. There will be a lot of that happening, so boredom won’t be a problem,” said Jocelyn.

“What about our husbands?” asked a woman, fear in her voice, “Mine is not going to understand this! He’s going to be angry about ... everything...”

“The entire town is being affected. Your husbands or wives will understand firsthand what it’s like. There are too many people already affected and it will not be long before it happens again. We can’t let this break up families or the community, and we are going to need each other more than ever,” Jocelyn said. “We will have to have food brought in either underground or through a series of gates that will act like the cage. But this is survivable. We just have to get the cage built before we let anyone outside know.”

“Jocelyn, I’m so ... depressed! I can’t stand it!” said a woman near the front. “I just want to die! There is no happiness in the world at all anymore!” A lot of the people around her muttered agreement.

“Susan, I know. I felt that way too, just this morning! It will get better! You’ll be one of the first to get treated, okay? Then you can come back and show everyone else that it does get better.”

Susan shrugged and nodded, crying.

“Anyone else want to be in the first group?” asked Jocelyn.

“What ... what do they do?” asked the man who had spoken up before.

“Well, Bill, it’s a bit like more of the same. You get exposed again, but something of it stays. It’s like a time release thing. You aren’t depressed anymore, and you aren’t driven to have sex all the time except during the pulses, although you are kind of horny all the time, but it’s manageable, kind of like being a teenager again. It seems to help with real depression and sadness, too, by the way. One person who was treated was so ... well, they’re not depressed anymore.”

Just as she finished saying this, Julia, her husband Dave, and their two kids came in. “Hi folks!” she said. “Yes, it’s me, I was depressed and suicidal, and I’m fine now! It really works, and I think it may have actually saved my life! It has certainly made it more fun!” Her son Darren had a black eye and a bandage on his right hand, but he looked fine otherwise. His sister Juliette was by his side and hugging him. Dave stood my his wife.

“So who wants to go first besides Susan?” asked Jocelyn. Susan’s husband stood with her, holding her hand. Another woman stood, and said “I’ve been depressed all my life. I’ll go.” Her boyfriend stood with her, as did the lone goth girl in town, nodding.

“Please look after Kenny and Jenny,” said Susan. “They aren’t old enough.”

“We’ll look after them. You’ll be back in about an hour, too.” promised Jocelyn. “Veronica, can you take them? Maybe organize the kids?”

“Perhaps Betty can do that?” said Jack, who was just about to lead the group of volunteers down to the cave. “Veronica should stay her to help people come to terms with, you know...”

“Oh, yeah, good point!” said Jocelyn as the first group left. She announced, “Anyone having issues with what happened this afternoon should talk with the pastor, of course.”

That plan got changed almost immediately. There were a lot of people who needed to talk with her, so most of those who had been “treated” got pressed into counseling service as well. A number of people were disturbed at what they had done, and felt guilty. Some neighbors had behaved adulterously, some had masturbated frantically, fantasizing about various things and people, and a couple of women who had been cooking had sexually abused vegetables and felt disturbed about what they had done with their zucchini and cucumbers. A fair number of kids had been home, as school had just let out, and many of the mothers, and a couple of fathers, had been sexual with their teenagers.

There was a sudden wave of horniness that swept through everyone, though everyone did their best to not acknowledge it. Postures, expressions, and attitudes changed, however, and flirting became common. Everyone suddenly had flashbacks to their teenage years, and the church actually felt a bit like a 1950s prom, repressed but the sex bubbled just under the surface. No one acted on it, though a number were very tempted. The feeling passed after about fifteen minutes, and things went back to normal.

Younger kids had both not been affected by either wave, and had not been perceived as attractive or sexual by the adults. Some had been confused when they saw what a parent was doing, and it was Veronica who spent quite a bit of time with the pre-teen group, explaining what they’d seen in a way they could understand, then Jocelyn and Betty talked with the oldest among them and arranged for them to look after the others during the waves, because there was no one else who could. A couple of the oldest showed good levels of maturity, were already used to doing some babysitting for their neighbors or parents, and could manage the others for as long as an hour. Betty agreed to look after the group when there wasn’t a wave happening. She was actually the Sunday School teacher for the church, and knew most of them already anyway.

The timing of the pulse had been somewhat fortuitous, as most of the children of the town had been involved in after-school activities like sports practice or day-care at the school, which was outside of the affected area. Those children were showing up at the church at this point, looking for their parents, or often more specifically, their mothers. Jocelyn considered this, and made a decision that would have bothered her intensely before the night before. She would add the post-puberty kids to the treatment groups with their parents. She knew it should bother her, but frankly, it deliciously excited her instead. She had to take Chad to the pastor’s study to take care of that excitement, which confirmed her decision.

When she and Chad walked back out into the church, it was to see the main door open and Jack’s group came back in, looking much happier than when they’d left. They also looked like they’d had quite a good time. The one goth girl’s heavy dark makeup was very, very smeared, and she moved as if she still felt at least one cock in her, and like she was very much enjoying the feeling from the way she moved her hips.

A crowd gathered around them, and people looked them over carefully, and got smiles in return. “What was it like?” was the universal question.

Lizzie, the goth girl, said, “A hell of a lot better than what happened earlier today!” and grinned from ear to ear. She had been alone when it hit earlier, though no one had asked her about what had happened to her earlier.

“And how do you feel now?” asked a woman.

“Fucking fantastic! No depression, no angst, and very satisfied, though I’d be happy to play again in a little while!” replied Lizzie. “God, this is really good! Why wouldn’t everyone want to feel this way?”

“They would, once they did,” said Jocelyn. “It’s the before they feel it that’s the problem. They’d be scared of it.”

“Yeah, I guess. That’s stupid, though! I feel confident, appreciated, sexy, loved! This is going to be the best town to live in in the world! And everyone knows how I felt before...”

People were looking at each other. The other two couples were embracing and looking happily at each other, then reached out and hugged Lizzie among them.

“We’ll go next,” said Maggie, an arm around each of her kids. Jennifer, Maggie’s nextdoor neighbor and her 16-year-old son Kevin volunteered next. Olivia volunteered to usher them down to the cave, as Jack was looking a bit tired from the previous trip. Heather was still down at the cave with June and Harriet.

A husband or two showed up, looking for their families, and Jocelyn took them aside, and asked where they worked. One worked in town, but the other worked about thirty miles away in the nearby larger town. She took him to the pastor’s office with Jack, Julia, and Dave to figure out how to deal with someone being outside the cage that was being built to earn a living. The consequences could be very problematic, not just as recent events with Juliette and Darren had shown, but more pressingly the question of whether the energy would jump the cage to the nearest resonating people was a major concern. They felt that Harriet might have a better idea about that, and so tabled it. In the meantime, the husband, Bob, would go down with his family. Jocelyn, taking a look at Bob, decided she’d go down with them to ask Harriet the question.

Julia said, “Uh-huh,” and Jack stifled a smirk. Bob missed the meaning of the exchange, and walked out to rejoin his family.

Julia looked up, and asked “Where’s June?”

“She’s still down there with Harriet and Heather,” said Jack. “I do think they, or at least June, should definitely come up with the next group, though. They’re going to need some food and water when she does. And a shower. Definitely a shower.”

“Maybe I can get her mom to take her home for one when she comes back. They’ll probably both need one.”

“Uh, yeah, speaking of,” said Jack, “I think I should go and do that myself. I keep smelling Harriet on me and it’s making me crazy!”

Jocelyn put a hand on the front of his pants and said, “You poor man! Maybe we could relieve that strain for you!” casting a conspiratorial look at Julia, who grinned like the Cheshire Cat.

Jack said, “I would really love to, ladies, but I think I need to get home, get showered, and to pick up a case of sports drinks for my lady and our escorts. You will need one yourself when you get back!”

Jocelyn pouted, but nodded. “A shame. We’ll just have to make do with Dave.”

“Hey!” said Dave, feeling slighted right up until the two women started taking his pants off.

“Jocelyn,” said Jack in a sudden sharp voice which caused her to pause in what she was doing, “I think the cave may not be deep enough.”

“What? Oh ... shit. It’s not too far away, is it?” said a suddenly sober mayor, realizing what was happening. She pulled out her cell phone and pressed a few buttons, ignoring the wife fellating her husband with effort. “Harry, it’s Jocelyn. How are we coming? ... No, this has to happen faster! Look, I don’t care if you have to raid every chicken wire and wire screen supplier and lumber supplier in the state! Like I told you before, two layers, inner layer grounded thoroughly and outer layer charged. And call in more work crews and as many electricians as you can. Yes, I’m authorizing overtime and emergency pay! No, don’t be specific except with the electricians, they need to know it’s a Faraday cage, the rest just need to get it built as soon as possible! Get it up, get it charged and we can get a more permanent version built outside that one later ... No, Harry, I can’t explain now, you’ll know everything when it’s done, I promise ... What? No, it’s not a nuclear attack or electromagnetic pulse ... Harry, just get it done as fast as humanly possible, okay. I will give you the full story myself when it’s done!” She hung up.

She turned to say something, but Jack was gone, and the husband and wife were far too involved to listen. She looked at them for a moment, torn, then with an effort of will went to talk to Veronica to let her know things were getting even more interesting ... again.

It wasn’t blatantly obvious yet, but if you knew what to look for, it was evident in those who had been “treated.” The depressed looks on those who had only been exposed had faded a bit, as well. Betty and John were kissing passionately in one corner, and Juliette was in Darren’s arms, his arms folded just under her breasts with his hands rubbing their sides and her butt subtly wiggling against his crotch, as they spoke with several teenagers gathered around them.

Several more husbands and two mothers arrived looking for their families. A man and a woman who had neither been exposed nor had family which had showed up, having noticed the activity at the church. Jocelyn sighed. Her libido was steadily increasing, and she didn’t know if that was due to personal need or the leakage of the energy. She was having a hard time not thinking of how good it would be to have Chad’s cock pounding her while she ate Veronica’s pussy. Argh! Like that! She forced herself to consider what to tell the new people as she walked over to them.

She called to them and asked them to come to the pastor’s study, forgetting what was happening in there. She remembered just as she opened the door for them, to find Julia riding Dave’s cock, just at the precise moment of orgasm.

“Ah! Um ... sorry!” said Jocelyn to the pair behind her. “Well, you should come in anyway, this is a part of what’s going on.”

“What!?” gasped the young lady, and the guy, who appeared to be in his 30s obviously didn’t know how to react.

“Julia! Dave! Quit what your doing and get dressed, we’ve got a conversation we need to have, here,” said Jocelyn as she held the door for the two newcomers to enter. “Come on in, you’re going to see a lot more like that soon, and you’ll be doing it yourselves, so come on, I’ve got news for you.”

Looking stunned, the pair followed her in and took the chairs she indicated as the Parsons dressed themselves quickly. Once they were dressed, they stood behind Jocelyn and helped each other straighten very rumpled hair and look more appropriate.

Jocelyn looked at the newcomers and said, “As you probably know, I’m the mayor, and these two are Dave and Julia Parsons. I apologize, but I don’t think I know your names?”

“I’m Linda Tate,” said the young lady. “I work at the Jiffy Mart just off the highway.”

“I’m Larry Williams, I live just across the street. I saw the commotion and thought I’d see what was happening,” the man said.

“Okay, now that we’re all introduced, I’ve got some serious news to tell you. There are these energy pulses that have been happening that...” Jocelyn went on to explain, in the short version, what had been occurring, what was expected to happen, and what they were doing about it. As she talked, she fidgeted more and more behind the desk, very aware that her nipples were showing through her dress, and that her panties had absorbed far more liquid than they could hold. She suspected the back of her dress was getting stained.

Linda was obviously feeling it, too, and Julia was not helping. She walked over beside the young woman, knelt, and tweaked the nipple showing through her T-shirt, smiling lasciviously when the girl gasped, but pushed on to the tweak rather than pulling away.

Larry watched this, then looked at the mayor, “So we’re being exposed right now, aren’t we?”

“Mm-hmm,” agreed Jocelyn, who then looked at Dave and said, “Tell Chad to get in here right now!”

Dave grinned, then nodded and left.

Julia was unzipping Linda’s Jean’s and slipping her fingers into them, and then into an obviously wet Linda. “Don’t worry dear,” she purred throatily, “you are going to enjoy this more than you can imagine. What’s your dirtiest fantasy?’