Chapter 1

One day, in the future, the top biotech companies merged to form a single conglomerate whose financial power naturally translated into staggering political clout. By the twentieth year of the COVID-19 pandemic, JJ/Novapfi convinced the governments of the world to cordon off sections of the population into mega-blocks, neighborhood-sized buildings purportedly designed to protect the population. Within those mega-blocks, every section and apartment could be sealed off from each other, in case of infection.

Since the average temperature of the planet had risen 3 degrees due to climate change (the cause of which had been written into law as a natural phenomenon), nobody really wanted to go outside anyway, as extended exposure to the sun through the thinning ozone layer would cause dangerous burns or cancer. It was much easier just to stay indoors in air conditioned comfort. The increased use of freon to produce that cool air, however, accelerated the loss of the ozone layer, but that consequence was lost on a population dumbed down by increasing reliance on public streaming video services for their information, since the business model for TV news had collapsed years ago due to disinterest and an increasing distrust of “fake news”.

However, with an easily-compartmentalized populace, dependent on JJ/Novaphi for their very lives, it also made things much easier for the mega-corporation to test its new products...

The brown-haired young man heard the apartment door automatically close behind him, sealing off the apartment from the rest of the mega-block. “I’m home!” he called out.

“Hi, Will!” his sister Dot smiled as she poked her pretty face out from the kitchen to greet him. Her blonde ponytail gave a swish as she pulled her head back.

“Where’s everyone else?” he asked as he rounded the corner to see his 18-year-old older sister taking the dishes out of the washer and putting them away. She bent over to grab more dishes and Will had to look away, embarrassed at the sight of her bubbly butt in her tight yoga pants. His sister had no sense of propriety! Or maybe she just liked making him uncomfortable.

Still bent over, she glanced back at him with a lopsided grin. Yep, definitely the latter, Will decided. Dot was a cam girl, so it was natural for her to show off, but he wished she’d save it for her fans.

“Lindy’s in her room,” she replied as she reached up to put some dishes on a high shelf, “accidentally” giving her 17-year-old brother a gander at her trim midriff as her crop top rose up. “Mom and Dad got called downtown for something, so I’ll be making dinner.”

There was a sudden “Clang!” sound behind a large metal panel on the concrete outer wall, startling them both, and then a loud “BEEP!”, which was superfluous, as everyone in the apartment had heard the clang.

“And that would be our groceries.” She pressed a button next to the panel, causing it to slide aside and reveal a 3’ cube alcove. She grabbed the boxes inside, put them on the dinner table, and then pressed the button again, swishing the panel shut once more.

Will thought about how his grandparents actually had to leave their homes for groceries, or interact with whoever delivered them. How inefficient! Drones delivering to the panels running along the outside of the mega-block walls just made things so much easier. He headed to his room.

As he passed by his 16-year-old sister Lindy’s room, he noticed her door was slightly ajar. He peeked in and saw the curvy brunette lying on her bed, facing away from the door, rocking back and forth. Lindy had always been solitary and strange, but something had recently happened to upset her. She wouldn’t open up to anyone about what it was, though. Shaking his head, he continued on to his own room.

A sudden klaxon sounded throughout the apartment, one they were all intimately familiar with: lockdown! “Shit!” Will said, and headed back to the main entryway. Sure enough, the front door was locked and sealed. Then he heard a hissing sound from the nearby air vent. An unfamiliar silence followed.

Dot stepped into the entryway. “Was that the A/C shutting off?”

“I ... guess?” He put his hand up by the vent, but could feel no air moving. He suddenly felt scared. No air ... would they suffocate? Then he heard a grinding sound in the distance, and felt the movement of the air again, but it didn’t feel cool. He relaxed a little ... they wouldn’t suffocate, but it might get hot, quick.

They called maintenance, but were informed that they were on recycled air until the lockdown was over. They wouldn’t explain what had caused it.

Their mom and dad called to inform them that they were being put up in a luxury suite while the apartment was in lockdown. Will couldn’t help but notice how happy they seemed on screen, unconcerned about their childrens’ welfare. He was starting to sweat.

“Ugh, I can’t stand this,” Dot said, and peeled her crop top off, revealing her black sports bra as it clung to her perky B-cup breasts. Will looked at her, surprised. She gave him a wink and he turned away, his face feeling hot.

“What’s for dinner?”

Both Will and Dot jumped as Lindy shuffled into the room. She was wearing a long t-shirt, but that was about it. Will tried not to stare at his younger sister’s shapely legs. Why was he being so pervy? he wondered.

“I’d better start making it,” Dot replied, and headed back into the kitchen.

Will followed her. “Anything I can do to help?”

“Hmm ... little bro actually wants to assist with dinner? How about you cut and butter some buns?” She started to unpackage some deli meat.

‘I’ll butter your buns,’ Will said in his head, and paused. The heat was obviously affecting his thinking. He opened the door to the refrigerator and felt the coolness wash over him. “Ahh...”

“Ooh, me!” Dot shoved him aside and lifted her arms, letting the cool fridge air settle upon her. Will couldn’t help but notice her nipples starting to poke out the thin material of her sports bra. “Mmm...” she sighed.

He realized that he had an erection now. What a horndog he was, he chastised himself. He turned away from the sexy vision that was his older sister’s breasts and buttered the dinner buns.

Dot went and changed from yoga pants into short shorts, which showed off her toned legs. Lindy switched to a shorter t-shirt, so her panties were playing peekaboo when she did anything but stand straight, and it looked like she wasn’t wearing a bra, so her breasts, larger than Dot’s B-cups, pushed out the front of her shirt. None of this helped Will’s erection to go down. Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore, and changed into a pair of cargo shorts, tucking his 6” stiffy up into his underwear so that it wouldn’t poke straight forward. He took off his shirt as well.