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      Keri’s lust was itching for more, her pent up desires never ceased. It was for this reason she couldn’t stop herself from appealing to her desperate appetite. But what she couldn’t understand was why so many people wanted to come inside her. It was like a sickness had taken over all the men on campus. Gone was the desire to use condoms or any form of birth control, every guy she met just wanted to fuck her or any girl without restraint. 

      Twelve times, twelve times she had cheated on her girlfriend by randomly fucking some guy on campus. And each time they weren’t careful enough to simply pull out and didn’t seem to understand what a condom was. Instead they fell to their most hungry and disastrous temptations. At first Keri was reluctant to accept the propositions from random guys in the gym to let them use her body for their own sexual urges. But something in her gut wouldn’t stop stirring, wouldn’t stop aggravating her every move. Near the end of the first month of the semester Keri felt like she was going insane. Her legs twitched each time she sat next to someone regardless if they were even attractive. She would fantasize them reaching under the table and rubbing her moist folds during live lectures. And then there was the bulky beast that spread her pussy wide open mere weeks ago. Since the Peons held their orgy he came around regularly to the Institute. Each time he came he would bring her flowers or read her small poems. He was a freshmen himself, one that tried was a rising star in the House of Contact. His name was Axel Bane.

      Ever since he slept with her, Keri’s body craved his stiff manly shaft to the point where it was slowly becoming all she could think about. Her carnal yearnings couldn’t be held back for long, and soon she finally caved in. During her workouts, the ones where her girlfriend wasn’t able to attend, she would find a partner quickly. Then with a wink she would lure them to the nearest private area. She tried to avoid Axel, there was something about his damn cock that was too overpowering. Keri feared she would become enslaved to it. After sleeping around with several others Keri noticed something was wrong, every guy she spread her legs for had a hunger that couldn’t be sated. A ravenous fever that couldn’t be cured. 

      After each sporadic encounter she would guzzle birth control and hope Sena wouldn’t notice. At one point it felt necessary to go to the nurses office, if only to douse her own fears. Last year Nurse Beth had been the unreliable practitioner for her medical needs. This time a male nurse had taken over the majority of students health responsibilities. His name was Doctor Dickson,  and there was something off about him. His balding head and portly face wasn’t much to look at. But his musk was palpable. So much so that Keri eagerly threw her clothes off the moment he entered the enclosed examination room. 

      After a thorough examination, she had learned that her body was exceptionally fertile, her ovaries producing more healthy eggs than average. Her libido, estrogen, and hormone levels were also fairly high for her age. She hoped that would explain her urges, but that didn’t explain why so many men on campus were losing their own sense of restraint.

      After meeting the good doctor, Keri still had an itch that couldn’t be sated without immediate attention. So much so that she was close to crawling on the floor once she arrived to her dorm. Lilia was absent, but Sena was eager to oblige her cravings quickly. After rolling around on the bed for a couple hours, the pair had a moment to reflect. It was at then that Sena had another present for her.

      “Are you sure this is necessary?” Keri sat upright on Sena’s mattress with her shirt cast off to the side. Her breasts were perky and her nipples erect from the cold. Sena joyfully messaged each of Keri’s breasts with warm hands before pulling a clear plastic medical tape from the small gift package. The parcel had been delivered to all the sisters, other than the Pawns of course, and each was warped in linen fabric. At first Keri thought it was a package from the good Colonel, but once it was opened she couldn’t help but feel confused. Inside was small paper stack bearing some kind of plastic bandage and set of instructions. 

      Each strip of plastic was coated in a newly created hormone treatment and was to be applied on the surface of each breast. The medical balm coating each bandage would absorb into the skin and soak the glands underneath. It wasn’t mandatory, but she couldn’t help but feel pressured. Sena was ecstatic to use the medication immediately, and peer pressured her to do the same.

      Keri shuddered as Sena applied the large clear strip of adhesive to each mound of flesh and could feel a tingle rub into her skin. “At least theres no needles this time,” Keri said as she felt the medicine sink into her chest.

      “This is nothing like the treatments last year, for one there shouldn’t be any crazy side effects. But between you an me, I miss our special milk shakes.”

      Keri raised an eyebrow, “Your such a perv.”

      Sena laughed and leaned forward to kiss her on the lips. Her lipstick was a stark red, and her breathe smelled like berries. 

      Slowly the estrogen inducing medicine travelled down between the layers of fat until reaching the mammary glands themselves. Once there it would bond to her cells and began its work.Already a surge of estrogen and serotonin linked by chains of steroids were fueling into her bloodstream. A surge of tingling warmth filled her chest and began to spread, making her lungs pant and heave uncontrollably. The ground spun, the world around her felt like it was starting to spin. 

      “Easy their darling,” Sena wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her steady, then planted her face along Keri’s shoulder and rested next to her collarbone. 

      Keri labored under the chemical bliss until it finally began to fade. It felt like her breasts were already swelling underneath her soft skin. A deep soreness was growing, and her nipple rings had become sharply sensitive. “Why did I agree to this?”

      “Because you love me?” Sena teased in response. 

      That made her laugh and feel guilty, “Do you think theres something wrong with me?”

      “What do you mean?”

      “I…” Keri swallowed her thought then shook her head, “Never mind, just getting paranoid.

      The following day Keri could tell a difference. Her breasts were terribly sore, and thick blue veins were pressing toward the surface. She would weigh each in one hand and could tell they were both more plump than before, and pulsed in her fingers. She should’ve learned her lesson, adding more estrogen and libido into her system was never a good thing. All day long she felt like she was in a daze. She couldn’t pay attention to a word of her lectures, or pay attention to the time properly. Her nerves were overtly sensitive, and sweat beaded in between her cleavage. 

      The minute she noticed Axel on campus she ran away, her lower lips were gushing in anticipation and she couldn’t handle him right now. In her attempt to flee from him she ran into someone else, someone who was also looking for her. And just like that she found herself whipping out his manhood and sucking it ravenously. When it finally burst it was unlike anything she ever experienced.

      “Oh my god did you…eat something different? Or take some kind of medicine?” Keri watched as the thick white slime pooled in the palm of her right hand. Her left hand remained wrapped around his average sized cock tightly. In her wealth of experience, semen normally had a texture like a creamy soup but the contents in her hand felt more like sticky gelatin. “Its like glue!” 

      The guy’s sighs turned into a moan followed by another smaller spurt of his liquids onto her hand. “I don’t think so? But that really felt good. I needed that.”

      Keri looked up at the young man, she could remember the first time she met him the previous year. At that time they weren’t acquainted until Julie, Keri’s senior, ordered her to give him a blow job in the open hall. His cock was the first she ever saw, the first she ever tasted, and the first she ever satisfied. His name was Trevor Marx, and like a pregame ritual he sought her out as soon as the new semester began. She brushed him aside all month, she preferred stronger men with stronger cocks, but with the libido flooding her brain…she felt a craving for a helping of man juice. As long as it wasn’t Axel’s, anything but that.

      She felt guilty about it every time she caved to her bodies sexual cravings and hoped Sena would never find out. Just as she was about to clean his shaft it straightened again and a heat burned against her fingers. Keri watched as Trevor grabbed her shoulders to keep her in place and grunted loudly. Keri froze, watching as he began rubbing himself harder and faster as if in duress. The tip of his bulbous prow poking her forehead until suddenly it erupted in a mighty spasm. 

      When he exploded onto her forehead it felt like a hose of jelly had been unleashed. The semen covered her entire forehead in a thick sheen and then immediately dripped down to her cheeks and nose. His ejaculation was quickly followed by a second and third surprise shot. As it strolled down her chin she caught it with her hand, her eyelids were sticky and heavy to open. It was like a mask of glue had been dumped onto her and the smell was overwhelmingly pungent. 

      Never before had cum felt so hot and murky on her flesh. When Keri dipped her face downward to look at the puddle in her hand she felt the glue like jelly stick to her cheeks as it weighed down.

      She screamed in alarm before feeling another large spurt flow onto her hair and writhed under his grip. Only after that last rush did Trevor let go and sink into the wall. He was panting heavily and extremely exhausted. Keri’s body was shaking as she could feel the jelly all over her face “Holy fuck…” Keri then noticed something, his ball sack was larger than average. In fact he had some of the largest balls she had seen before. She wondered why she hadn’t noticed that. “I think you should get that checked.” 

       Trevor just laughed to himself before answering, “Nah I’m sure its just blue ball syndrome. I’ve been waiting for weeks for this.”

      “For weeks?” 

      “Yeah, last year was the best year of my life. I wanted to it to be the same this year, and I figured I needed my good luck charm for that. When you refused me earlier I just knew I had to wait, so I waited and god was that hard.”

      Keri rolled her eyes, “So you want this to be…like a thing or something? Every year I suck you off.”

      He swung his arms in excitement at that thought, “Fuck yeah! Would you please?” 

      Keri almost said no, but feeling his load starting to grow cold on her face made her wince. She wondered if his balls would explode if she didn’t help him out? Carefully she sucked on some of the contents in her hand, she was too curious to let it just sit there. It’s salty man flavor was stark in comparison to other samples she enjoyed, and the texture was like gravy mixed with grits! It was too difficult to swallow and it kept sticking to her tongue. Just attempting to swallow it made her gag and cough it back up. She bent over, letting her tongue stick out and tried to let gravity force it back out. Trevor just watched fascinated as long white globs of his fluids slurped and dangled from her face, jaw, and lips onto the ground below. 

      “Dude, this is messed up.” She had to wipe the drool from her lips as it wouldn’t let go on its own. But still she wondered if it would ever unglue itself, just touching the thick mask on her face felt like her fingers were sinking in paste. 

      Trevor pulled up his pants as she struggled to clean herself. There was a flash then a click and Keri looked up to see he had taken a photo with his phone. “You don’t mind do you?” 

      As she reached up to grab the phone from him he rushed aside and exited the broom closet. Keri couldn’t run outside to catch him, fearing being seen like this. So she closed the door and pulled off her shirt. Luckily this was one of those rare days she wore a bra, a fancy pink padded brazier that Sena had gotten her the day before. Her breasts were sore sore, and she didn’t want them to bounce. The brazzier had laced stitching and silky straps that felt comfortable against her shoulders and carefully held her chest in place. She had to use her shirt to wipe away the batter coating her face, and sighed in relief the moment she felt free of it. There was little she could do about the stuff in her hair. For a couple minutes she just sat there in the gloomy small closet, her half naked body still felt warm. Keri bit her lip, and could taste some of Trevors left overs still in her mouth. 

      When she eventually decided to leave she returned quickly to the dorm room, which meant she had to skip her next class. Luckily guys were too focused on her half naked torso to notice the thick globs of stuff in her hair. Once in the dorm it took a while to wash out her short hair and feel refreshed. She should’ve gone back to her dorm room after the shower, and ensured Lilia was studying. Her crazy roommate spent more time learning knew nots and trying to go after boys than paying attention to her studies. Keri supposed it was even more frustrating that she had a hard time communicating. Lilia was deaf, and although she could read lips it was hard for her to talk to others without sounding off key. It was hard not to feel kind of sorry for her, then again after how she tied her up and fucked her with a dragon dildo any feelings of sorrow had evaporated. 

      Keri decided she would check on Lilia later, and instead went straight to Sena’s room. She was curious if the new hormone therapy had any affect on her girlfriend. It only took a couple seconds for her to arrive, and once she touched the door handle the hair on the back of her neck straightened. Sounds were pounding against the solid door, vibrations echoed in the floor. 

      With a slow motion she opened the door just enough for her to get a look inside. She snuck a glance through the barely open door, and could smell the overwhelming odor of musk and sweat. Sena was standing in the center of her room with her legs spread wide and her body arched forward so that her hands touched the floor. A meaty pair of hands clutched onto her waist, keeping her from collapsing onto the ground. Sena’s moans were full of pain and exhaustion, her body convulsed from one painful orgasm to the next. Her room was packed as Keri counted fourteen guys surrounded her. Many were stroking themselves off to her raw nakedness, unleashing their ejaculations onto her. 

      Their semen was just an insanely thick as Trevor’s was, and it coated her body like a cocoon. Keri couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She was so focused on her girlfriend being ravished she didn’t see the large shadow cast behind her. A hand grabbed hold of her shoulder and—before she could turn around—pushed her into the room. With a thud she landed on the sticky floor and felt a pair of arms pull her up and then force her onto her knees. The entire floor was covered by the men’s harsh fluids, making it so when she was forced upward her entire torso was now covered in the gluey substance. She had only been wearing a towel when she fell, but felt like that didn’t matter. Judging by the torn up clothes laying on the floor, nothing would have stopped them from feeling her naked skin.

      “Breed em! Breed the bitches!” The voice was slurred and fully vibrant. All fifteen of the men were chanting the same thing over and over.

      What! Keri jerked as whoever it was spanked her from behind. If this was her freshmen year, if she were a simple pawn, she might have prostrated herself and let them plunge their fingers or dicks into her without resistance. But she wasn’t a Pawn anymore, which meant there was nothing holding her back. 

      With a violent thud she jammed her elbow into her assailants crotch behind her, then followed it up with an overpowered upper cut. Muscle memory fueled her movements and she could hear his teeth shatter as her knuckles made contact with his lower jaw. Blood and spit spewed forward as the grown man flew backwards and onto the ground. His head smacked the door handle, twisting his neck sharply, as he fell.

      Keri jumped up and took up a boxing stance. She could feel beads of sweat dripping down her forehead and her muscles tighten, adrenaline surged through her veins. The fourteen remaining men in the room froze and looked up at her. Something was wrong with them, their eyes were fully dilated and their skin was stretched back as if completely dry. Veins under their skin were visible as they threatened to break through and none of them moved normally. Each movement of their arms or legs was awkward and twitchy like a bad puppet with faulty strings. 

      Keri didn’t wait for them to make the first move, instead she advanced swiftly. She knew she had to be aggressive, no she had to be ruthless if she was going to overpower them before they took her down.

      An hour passed and alarms blared across campus. Students fled in abject terror as campus security teams tried to advance in force. Thousands of male students had senselessly attacked their fellow students all over campus. Other men that hadn’t fallen to the debauchery were beaten to unconsciousness or worse! While the women were specifically targeted, stripped, and raped repeatedly. The first reported incidents began at the House of Shade, and then quickly surged all over campus. Somehow every single member from the House of Shade had been afflicted by the malaise of madness and sexual fervor. Hundreds of them stormed from their building to attack each and every sorority on campus, their intent to rape everyone they came into contact with. Their language had devolved into a collection of slurs, but the words ‘breed the bitches,’ was the most common. 

      It took two hours before campus security, and district police, captured all the rabid gangs and corralled them. When a squad made its way to the second floor of the Rachelle Institute they discovered almost all the rooms broken into, but most were empty. All the women on the second floor had taken refuge in one of the bathrooms. Keri Pryde stood at the forefront as a bruised guard. Her lip was busted, her nose was broken, and her skin was covered in bruises…but she still stood. Before her were several unconscious brothers, all of which looked worse than herself.