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Uncontrolled Experiment: Pool Party (fm:group, 8130 words)

Author: Ethereal
Added: Jul 14 2018Views / Reads: 2238 / 2030 [91%]Story vote: 9.50 (26 votes)
Patrick and Abby go to spend a weekend afternoon at a friend's pool party. But the guests are acting strangely, and the married couple discover that they didn't need to bring their swimsuits...

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A new type of virus was discovered and examined. It held the secrets to health and cures to every disease tested. But it also unleashes the sexual instincts of those it infects, shattering all inhibitions. After a lab accident, the virus is loose in the populace.

And it's spreading.


I honestly thought I was going to a normal party.

Seriously, Abby and I thought it was just another casual Sunday pool party. We didn't get the text from Lauren about it until late afternoon, but we didn't have any plans so we figured why not. Our Saturday was a lazy day--we slept in late, binge watched some TV, and bookended that with making love a couple of times. It was great.

Abby and I both try and stay fit. We both ran marathons and keep up with doing some sports in casual leagues- we're the ones who a lot of people think try too hard and practice too much, but we've both got a pretty strong competitive streak as well. And our bodies reflect all of this: I'm a lean and trim six feet, and Abby has wonderful muscle tone for her much smaller frame. We both manage to get great tans pretty naturally. And we "matched." When someone met the partner of the other they immediately saw why we connected. It was like our marriage was inevitable.

And it felt like it. We had a wonderful five years together, two of which we were married for. I was as happy as I could have imagined.

So we went over to Lauren's on Sunday a bit after noon. We already had lunch and figured there would be light snacks and some beer. We prepared accordingly: we brought some new skewers we just discovered a recipe for and some beers, and we wore our swimsuits over. Abby wore a caftan over her fairly modest bikini and some flip-flops, and I just threw a shirt and some sandals on along with my swimsuit. A normal pool party.

There weren't too many extra cars there when we arrived, which was a bit unusual for one of Lauren's parties. Then again, since we got the notice so late maybe others did as well. I grabbed the snacks and beer from the car and we walked to the house. Lauren and her husband, George, had a nice, large house that looked like maybe it was originally built in the sixties. They definitely did some remodeling though, and it was beautiful. George was a little bit older than us (maybe fifteen years?), and he was well up in the bank he worked in. He could afford to have a very nice house.

The party was going to be focused by the pool, and George had a privacy fence put up around the whole back yard and pool. I started walking to the rear gate as I had a number of times before when Abby stopped. "Hey, I've got to go to the bathroom. Can you go ahead and take the stuff back?"

"Sure," I said. I'd see her in a couple of minutes out back and we'd relax with some old friends and maybe meet a few new and interesting people as we did at these parties. Abby's athletic build was dynamite in a bikini, but I had to admit that my eye strayed to check out some of the bustier girls in their swimsuits now and then. Definitely new and interesting.

As I walked to the rear it seemed a lot louder than normal, which made me think of how odd it was that there were so few cars. It wasn't until I opened the gate and stepped in that I realized something was really different.

Everyone was naked.

And I mean everyone.

People standing around, drinks in hands, sitting at tables, chatting away... Naked. Breasts, dicks, hair-hidden mounds... All out on display. And everyone seemed cool with it.

I started to turn around. There must have been some sort of mistake, I

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