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Introduction:

The final chapter.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I have to find some sort of cure or at least a way to block these pheromones from further disrupting my family's lives, one way or another. Time is running out.

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Harold couldn't believe his luck. Minnie had convinced April to join his little 'study' and now he had two fetuses as well as one of the original children to study. His research would come along all the more quickly, and he just might even have the right gene figured out by the time he met with the CEO on Wednesday.

It was none too quick either, as some of the rich women he had seduced were starting to pull away from him. He needed their money to continue his independent research, and he needed that gene in order to make it all permanent. With his new subjects to study, he was guaranteed success.

He moaned softly as he emptied his load into one of his rich women's mouth. He couldn't remember her name at the moment, but she was still the most receptive to him. Truth be told, she was the only one still receptive to his advances. If only she weren't the least attractive of the lot. Not that any of them were unattractive; he did have his standards after all.

He needed to get back to his office and complete his work, now that his mind was no longer swimming in testosterone.

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JOURNAL NOTE: Reading over that bastard's files, I see his plan. Well two can play at that game. I'll use his own research against him, and come up with an antidote first.

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Carol looked at her watch, and had to blink a few times to bring it into focus. Her vision was blurry from lack of sleep, and she had a pounding headache, but she just couldn't leave her work undone. She had found Harold's latest notes, and while she detested that her daughter was being used, by following Harold's research while doing her own parallel studies, it was really speeding things up for her.

Thoughts of her daughter brought back memories of them together a few days ago. A small itch between her thighs started up, and she forcefully pushed the memories away. She needed to concentrate.

Finally bringing her watch into focus, she noted that it was seven o'clock. She had been awake for far too long. Maybe while her son was in school, she would slip home and catch a nap, then return this evening more refreshed and better able to think. She had a lot of work to do this weekend.

She barely registered that traffic was lighter than normal for this time of day, as she struggled just to keep her eyes open and on the road. She had debated on just sleeping in her office, but hated the thought of Harold catching her sleeping through the middle of the day.

Carol pulled into her driveway, and fumbled with her keys, dropping them in her attempts to unlock her front door. She needn't have bothered though, as the door opened for her. Bent over, the first thing she saw was a man's crotch. She knew that crotch, all too well.

"Why aren't you in school, son?" Carol tried to demand as she brought herself upright, and attempted a glare at Adam. She knew it failed miserably when her lips lifted in a smile as her eyes met his.

"School? Mom, I got out of school hours ago! Are you alright?" There was genuine concern in his voice, and Carol felt her heart flutter at the sound of it.

He had gotten out hours ago? She looked at her watch again, which now read about 7:30. She glanced at the sky and realized that it was darkening, not brightening, and that she had been working twelve hours longer than she had thought. She needed to sleep!

She knew that with her son there, and his hormones, that sleep wasn't likely to happen right then. Whether she was too tired to care, or too far under the effects of his pheromones, she couldn't seem to worry at the moment, and let him lead her inside.

Mom, you look exhausted! When was the last time you got any sleep?" She mumbled something in reply, she wasn't sure what, and couldn't help but note their destination: her room. "Um... Yeah. I think you need to get some sleep," he told her

Carol barely heard him, and decided that if she was to get any rest, she might as well get it over with now. She reached down, and pulled up the hem of her shirt. Her pants met the shirt on the floor a couple seconds later.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I am beginning to despair that there may not be a cure. All attempts to synthesize anger have failed. And now that I think more on it, do I really want to be angry all the time? Wouldn't it just be better to submit, and enjoy this wonderful feeling?

Even so, I must stop Harold. As much as I hate to admit it, the man could conceivably take over the world if he succeeds in his plans to make it a permanent part of him.

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Adam guided his nearly nude mother over to her bed. Seeing her in only her underwear was having a slight effect on him, but he was more concerned over his mother's welfare. She looked exhausted. Even with the bags under her eyes, and the way she listlessly moved, he still thought she was an extremely attractive woman.

He decided he would give her a special treat, and had her lie on her stomach. He started to rub her shoulders gently, noting some massive knots in her muscles. She must have been very tense lately to have knots this big. He spent quite awhile working on them, enjoying his mother's moans of relaxation as he did so. He had rarely ever given massages, and none to his mother, but when he heard her start to snore softly, he figured he must have done a good job.

Adam decided to let her rest, and climbed off of her, only to hear her mumble something. Bending down to listen carefully, he asked, "What?"

"I love you, son," came her barely audible whisper, then her arm lifted and pulled him down to her in a hug. Deciding there was no better place to sleep tonight, even though it was early on a Friday, Adam carefully slipped out of his clothes, trying not to disturb her, and cuddled with the older woman till he too fell asleep.

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Adam awoke from a pleasant dream, to an even more pleasant sensation. He moaned softly, and the sensation paused for a moment. Adam opened his eyes, and lifted to covers to look dawn at his mom.

She met his gaze as his slick cock slipped between her soft lips, and grinned. Adam placed his hand on the back of her head, and moaned again as she picked up her pace, but kept eye contact with him. She wasn't nearly as talented as April or Minnie, but what she lacked there, she made up for in love.

Adam had been afraid that she was avoiding him again, after their last sexual encounter, but those fears swiftly left his mind as his beautiful mother continued to slurp and suck on his pole.

He felt bad that he was getting all the attention and sat up. "Mom, I want to taste you while you do that," he whispered, and then moaned again as her whole body shivered at his words. She turned her body around, without allowing his member to leave the warm confines of her cheeks, and planted her white panty covered pelvis over his face.

Adam wrapped his arms around her waist, and noticed how wet her crotch was. The entire cloth was soaked in her juices. Adam leaned up, and planted a kiss on the slight fold of the fabric, and heard his mother moan at the touch. He licked his lips, savoring her taste. Planting his lips firmly against her covered crotch, he sucked hard, trying to pull as much of her juices from her panties as he could. Instead they only became wetter.

Frustrated, he pulled the white cloth to the side, deciding to taste her from the source. He stuck his tongue in as far as it would go, wishing it were longer. It was a good thing his arms were holding her down, as she started to buck her hips against his face, grinding her pelvis against his devouring mouth. A few seconds later his tongue, lips, and teeth were flooded with her juices, as she moaned around his cock.

"I need you in me now, Adam," she told him, jerking him off while she spoke. "I want to feel this deep inside me again."

Adam was only too happy to oblige. Carol spun around, and mashed her lips to his, her tongue seeking entrance. He sucked her tongue in, as he felt her panties press firmly against the head of his penis. His mother groaned in frustration as she continued to push back, as if he could tear through the thin fabric. Finally she lifted up without breaking the lip-lock, and then slipped then off.

She immediately mashed her hips back down against him, sliding her wet snatch along the length of his rod. They both groaned in frustration this time, and Adam finally reached down, and helped guide himself back into the hole he was born from.

This time their moans were from bliss and satisfaction, as he slowly sank home. He savored every inch of her tightly wrapped around him as he entered her deeper and deeper. As soon as he felt her clit brush the base of his cock, he gave a powerful thrust upwards. Carol's kiss intensified, as she placed her hands on Adam's chest, and ground her hips against his.

Adam remembered the fire from her loins before, and it was easily matched this time, as they seemed to suck and massage him from deep within her.

He broke of their kiss, and placed his lips against her jaw, then the slope of her neck, working his way down her chest till he finally reached her hard nipple. He used his lips to massage it, making it stand out even more, if that were possible, and delighting in her loud moans above him.

He grabbed hold of her hips, and used his muscles to move her more powerfully above him. "That's it son. Fuck your mother harder!" She nearly screamed. "Oh, yeah! Keep that up, and you're gonna make me come again!" Her pace increased, and this time Adam let her take her lead, as he felt his own nearing, but wanted to prolong it as long as possible.

She suddenly stopped, and shuddered atop him, and he had to pull every trick he could think of to ignore how great her pussy felt undulating around him. He could feel her cum soaking him, leaking down around his balls, and staining her sheets as she continued to have one long sustained orgasm.

He switched nipples, nibbling a little on this one, when she started to move again. He felt her hand on the back of his head, pressing him firmly against her teat. Adam's hands roamed down to her slander ass, cupping both cheeks.

"Lemme know when you are close, okay?" Adam nodded in response, and picked up his pace, knowing that the inevitable was close. He tried to suck her whole tit into his mouth, and felt his mother start another minor orgasm.

"I'm gonna..." He said, releasing the nipple. Carol hopped off him, and surprised him by putting his sodden cock back between her lips. It was way too much, and as he felt her tongue swirl around his head, he unloaded his first jet into her sucking mouth. He seemed to cum for what felt like hours as his wonderful mom milked him for all of his seed.

When she finally released him with a slight 'pop', her hand still firmly grasping him, she said, "This tastes so much better than what I have been taking after we... I think I will just do this from now on."

It took him a moment to realize that she wanted to keep doing this, and he was thankful that he wouldn't have to worry about getting one more woman pregnant. He still wasn't sure how he was going to take care of everyone, though from what April and Minnie told him, he no longer needed to worry about the actual costs of the pregnancies.

Thinking of doing this again with the wonderful older woman before him, Adam realized he was still hard. Carol noticed too. She smiled, and then looked at the clock behind him. "Oh shit! I need to get back to the lab. I guess you'll just have to get April to take care of this." She gave his cock one last squeeze before getting out of bed.

"A-April?" He tried to stammer, shocked.

"Oh, don't act so surprised! I know who got her pregnant. Did you forget?" She examined him as she pulled on her pants. "Actually, I really need to talk to the both of you. And bring Minnie too. Let's plan it for Sunday. I know you graduate on Wednesday, and I think there are some things you should know, but I want to talk to both of you, and since Minnie is carrying your child also, I feel she should know too."

Adam just gaped at his mom as she finished dressing. She knew about Minnie! He didn't know how she knew, but she did. That she wasn't angry, and that she wasn't jealous about sharing him with them simply blew his mind, until well after she had left.

After thinking about her words for quite some time, Adam finally got up, and dressed himself. He ate a bowl of cereal, and after checking his phone he decided he wanted to spend this Saturday with April and Minnie. Miss Shelly was busy with grading papers and whatever else teachers did before graduation.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I truly hope that my own children have strong enough morals to withstand what they might be capable of doing with the ability they were born with. I don't look forward to talking to them. Hopefully I will be able to keep my emotions running strong, so that I can counter both my children's pheromones at once.

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Minnie's feet shifted restlessly while she waited for Adam's and April's mother to arrive. She had been dreading this moment for quite some time now, and had been trying to come up with reasons that she shouldn't be there. She had told them that this sounded like a family meeting, only to be told that she was part of the family now. She hadn't been able to come up with anything else to get her out of this meeting, and so now found herself fidgeting on the couch, waiting for her two lover's mother to arrive.

Glancing at them, she noted that they were just as nervous as her. Minnie had been shocked to find out that not only was Carol okay with them all sleeping together, but that the older woman had actually been with both of her children as well. She had never met Carol, but from pictures she was able to deduce that the other woman was attractive in her own right.

Minnie started as someone rang the bell. It took a few moments for her heart to slide its way out of her throat, only to leap back up as Carol walked into the room. Minnie scanned the area, looking for a place to hide, certain now that Carol was here that the woman was there to berate them all for their depraved acts.

"I have looked forward to meeting you, Minnie. I'm Carol." The sibling's mom held out her hand as she smiled, completely confusing and disarming Minnie. She found herself mesmerized by the woman's aplomb, as she took the hand and gently shook it.

"N-nice to f-finally meet you," Minnie stuttered, embarrassed by her own behavior. "Please, have a seat."

Carol chose the love seat, the only single chair in the room, forcing the other three to share the couch. Minnie found herself on Adam's right, April on the other side of her brother. Minnie's panic started to rise again, remembering similar situations with her own parents, so long ago. This almost felt like an interrogation.

"I'm glad you're all here," Carol began, her voice soft, and for the first time Minnie realized that Carol was nervous too, as her hands fidgeted in her lap. "There is something I need to tell you, and it's not going to be easy." Carol paused, as if considering, and everyone remained silently waiting. "Some time ago, I realized that both my children were special. Not in the way all parents think their children are special, but in a more general, and unique way."

Minnie felt Adam take her hand in his, and noted how sweaty his palms were. She was thankful for his consideration, however, and placed her other hand over his.

"I never told either of you about your father," Carol continued, and Minnie was confused. Their father? What did he have to do with any of this? "I know you both joke about being test-tube babies, but I only ever saw him twice, and both times he... Well, he left me pregnant." Carol looked at both her children, meeting their eyes, and Minnie once again felt like an intruder in family business. "I didn't understand then how he was so easily able to disarm me, and have his way with me, until awhile back, when I saw you two making love together, and I... I... I wanted to join in, instead of stop you." She said this last in a rush.

Nobody said a word, shocked and surprised, despite what they all knew about each other, and what Carol was slowly revealing.

"For days I stressed, and tried to understand my own feelings, until an idea hit me. What if it wasn't me?" Carol looked to Adam now, "I ran home and found one of your dirty socks, and stripped the sheets from your bed. I examined them both, and discovered something shocking." Carol once again paused, as she examined her tightly clasped hands in her lap. "My son creates powerful pheromones. So powerful, that they give an incredibly strong reaction in any woman who catches a whiff of them." Carol looked back up, searching each of their eyes. April was the first to break the silence.

"Are you saying that what we've been feeling for each other is all because Adam creates pheromones that drive us crazy? I don't believe it. We're not animals, to be controlled by our lusts." April was vehement in her statements, and Minnie wanted to agree, but she remembered when she had first met Adam. She had become horny the second he'd walked through the door. Yes he was an extremely attractive man, but he was also younger than her. She usually preferred older men. Was she being unwittingly controlled by Adam?

Carol shook her head before answering. "The pheromones don't make you physically do anything. They do, however, make you extremely, er, horny, for the person creating them."

"So, you're telling me that the reason you all are sleeping with me is because my body makes these pheromones?" Adam asked, and Minnie squeezed his hand in hers at the sound of the pain in his voice. Looking at him, something dawned on her.

"Pheromones may have made me horny for you, but it was you that made me love you," she told him, willing him to understand. He looked at her, and she noted the pain in his eyes, and pulled him into her embrace. Regardless of what his body did to her crotch, it was his mind and heart that she loved. The rest was just an added bonus.

Minnie felt April join in on the hug, as she professed her love as well. Minnie realized her cheeks were wet with tears, and didn't care as both woman cried with their man held between them. Minnie also noted that her own feelings for April were the same, and told her so. April laughed through her tears, telling the brunette that she already knew, but that she loved her too.

They likely would have stayed like that forever, if Carol hadn't cleared her throat.

"I'm not trying to tell you that what you're feeling, and I will admit that I feel the same, is not genuine, but I felt you should know everything. Especially considering the children you both bear."

Minnie placed her hand protectively over her abdomen. What did her child have to do with any of this? April must have had the same thought. "Our children? What about them?" There was no mistaking the fear in April's voice.

"Your father made his own pheromones, as does your brother... As do you." April made pheromones as well? Once again, Minnie found herself evaluating her feeling towards her dearest friend, only to find she didn't care. She still loved the beautiful blonde woman. It didn't matter what had brought them to this point, the important thing was that they were there now.

It was Adam that put the pieces together, and Minnie mentally kicked herself for not having seen it herself. "So you're saying that our children... My children will have the same... curse?"

"Most men your age wouldn't think of it as a curse," Carol told her son. "But yes, there is almost no doubt that the child April carries will have the same genes, and likely the one Minnie carries too."

"So you're telling me," April said, "that someday, our own children will likely seduce us with their own pheromones?" Minnie hadn't thought of that. She didn't know how she felt about the idea of sleeping with her own child. It was fine for her two lovers to be siblings and do it, and she could accept that Adam and Carol had been together, but up till this point, she hadn't committed any incest herself.

"It is a possibility, yes. But I am working on a counteragent at work. One that will hopefully either stop the production of the pheromones, or halt their effects on someone else." Carol swept her eyes along all of them before continuing. "There is more."

"More?" Minnie almost shouted. She wasn't sure how much more she could handle.

Carol gave her a pitying glance before continuing. "I know this is hard on all of you, but you need to know. There is a man that I work with. Well, not much of a man really, more like a complete douche bag asshole, but you get the idea. He stole the pheromones I had synthesized in order to study, and has been using them for his own ends."

"Mom... Are you...?" Adam couldn't seem to finish the sentence.

"No, I seem to be immune to his advances, thankfully." Carol drew in a deep breath, and seemed to hesitate. What could be worse than she had already revealed? "April, Minnie... The man that is studying your babies is this same man." Minnie went numb. The nice man that was going to pay for the pregnancy was the same man that had stolen Carol's work and was using it for his own ends?

"What does he need to study us for, if he already has your work?" Minnie asked, as the thought occurred to her.

Carol explained how Harold's body seemed to become immune to the synthesized pheromones, and he wanted a way to make it permanent for himself, by studying their genes. Both younger women adamantly stated that they wouldn't go back, but Carol started to convince them otherwise. They were also helping with her research, and she needed to hurry. It would all come to a head on Wednesday if she hadn't found a counter-agent by that time.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I can see that Harold is getting close to a solution. I can only hope that I come up with one first, or we are all doomed.

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April was still sorting out her feelings, as her mother finished explaining the plan. Minnie and her would continue to get studied, and have their pregnancies paid for, while Carol would continue her research, and monitoring Harold's notes. It was their best chance for success.

Her mother stood, and April almost giggled as everyone else stood at the same time. "Well, I'd better get back to work," she said, and April noticed that she didn't want her mother to leave just yet.

"Why don't you stay for dinner?" Minnie asked, and April could have kissed her.

"All things considered, I don't know that me sticking around is such a good idea. My strong emotions have kept the pheromones in this house from overpowering me so far, but they can't last forever." April was about to answer when Minnie beet her to it again.

"Would that be so bad?" To everybody's surprise, the glasses wearing brunette stepped up to the older woman, and placed her hand on her cheek. "To stay here a little longer... and relax?" Minnie drew her hand back, guiding Carol's face with it, till their lips met. Her mother let out a frustrated moan, before she capitulated and started returning the kiss.

Looking to Adam, April noted that he was just as shocked as she was. If they were the ones producing the pheromones, why was Minnie coming on to their mother? She soon realized she didn't care as she watched the two continue their kiss. Minnie's hands traveled down the older woman's back, till they landed of her tight rear. With a moan of desire that was audible to all, Minnie pulled Carol tighter to her.

Feeling a little left out, April looked to Adam, noticing that he was still staring in shock. Leaning over, she grabbed the front of his shirt, and pulled him to her for a kiss of their own.

Remembering what their mother had told them about Pheromones, April took a deep breath as their kiss intensified, and did notice a discernable increase to the itch between her legs. None of that really mattered though, as she began working to get Adam's pants undone. The pheromones may have been what caused her to screw her brother in the first place, but not what made her love him.

With his pants off, April quickly removed her shirt, glad as always that she had stopped wearing bras when she was home, when she saw the hunger that covered her brother's face. He attacked her nipples hungrily, and the sensation seemed to drive a bolt straight to her pussy. The itch intensified, but she ignored it for now; it would be satisfied soon enough. She let her hands fall to the back of his head, and hugged him to her, as he slavered over her tits. His hands worked at her skirt, and soon had it down to her ankles.

Adam left off suckling her melons, and trailed kisses down her barely distended abdomen, to her already soaked crotch, as he moved her back to the couch. She let out a deep moan of her own when she felt his lips brush her inner labia a moment before his tongue dove into her.

Another moan sounded, reminding her that they weren't alone in the room, and April looked over to see that Minnie was completely nude now while Carol fondled the younger woman's smaller breasts. Carol's pants were on the floor, and Minnie's hand was busy getting April's mother off.

Minnie saw her looking, and winked seductively to her. This started April's first orgasm of the night, and though it was a relatively small one, it still wracked her body with convulsions. April signaled for her friend to come over and join them, and Minnie did so, leading Carol by the crotch as she did so. Minnie sat on April's face, while turning sideways and still playing with Carol. In this way, the four were linked, one to another.

Adam's mouth worked its way back up to her chest, and she moaned into Minnie's cunt as his head bumped her clit, sending shivers of anticipation through her body. She lifted her legs wide in the air, and felt someone, likely her mother, grab her left foot and started sucking on her toes. No one had ever done this to her before, and just as the rim of her brother's cock broke inside of her, she came hard. She soaked Adam's rod, and despite increasing her grip down there, his entry into her eased. It only took a couple seconds for him to reach her innermost depths, intensifying her already strong orgasm.

Her mouth was flooded by Minnie's juices, as she too came from what April was doing for her. Minnie crawled off April, and got behind Adam, wrapping her arms around his torso, and reaching down to play with April's clit. "You like fucking your sister, don't you," April could just make out Minnie's words as her brother continued to slide his full length in and out of her. "How do you like the feel of my tits against your back, as your sister's pussy slides around your cock?"

If she said anything else, it was cut off as Carol planted her snatch on her daughter's face. April reached up, and twisted her mother's nipples between her fingers, while she sucked hard on the clit between her lips.

Adam's prick and Minnie's fingers brought her to yet another orgasm (she couldn't remember having so many so quickly), and felt him slid out of her. As always, she felt empty inside, after having just felt so full only moments before. The emptiness between her legs was soon replaced by a mouth, that April realized had to be Minnie's, by the feel of the hair on her thighs. April had to admit that Minnie was better at this than her brother, though after some training, her brother was one of the best.

Carol climbed off her daughter, and April saw Adam bending her over, and sliding into her from behind. Their mother's eyes rolled back into her head as he sank fully into her, and April wondered if she had the same look of lust on her face when her brother was between her legs.

Her mother bent down even more, and used her hands to pull one of April's breasts to her mouth, grunting as Adam pounded into her. April closed her eyes, enjoying the sensations the two women were bestowing on her, as she felt Minnie start to slide her fingers inside her. She started to buck her hips as she felt the brunettes full fist enter her, and start to open and close. It seemed to hit all the right spots, and with that combined with her beautiful mother at her nipples, the world went white as she came harder than ever before. Wave after wave of pure ecstasy beat against her body, driving it to new heights of bliss that she never knew existed or could be contained within the human body...

As she finally came down, she realized that the room had changed again, as Minnie sat atop Adam's rod, riding him briskly. Carol was sitting on her son's face, and leaning over to slobber over Minnie's pert breasts.

April let her hands drop down to her own hole, and slipped a couple fingers inside with one hand, while using the other on her clit. She continued to watch the other three, until Minnie called out her own orgasm. A second later, Adam tried to announce that he was close, muffled slightly by Carol's crotch.

To April's surprise, Carol forced Minnie off her son, and gobbled his huge cock into her mouth, licking up all the combined juices from all three women. This seemed to do it for her brother, and April brought herself off as she watched Adam shoot his wad deep into their mother's throat. This in turn set Carol into another orgasm, as she shook and swallowed, and then shook some more.

Throughout the night, the four coupled, till exhausted, they collapsed and slept.

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PERSONAL NOTE: Success! I have figured out which genes control the production of pheromones, and have already devised how to get the genes into my system. It will be painful, to say the least, as I inject the required genes directly into my bone marrow. I only hope it takes effect quickly enough.

I should spend more time on testing, but there really isn't time. The meeting with Mrs. Julander is only a few days away.

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Shelly sat at her desk, completely stunned by what Adam had just told her. Everything that had happened was because he produced some sort of super powerful pheromones? She didn't want to believe it. She wanted to believe that she had been in control the whole time, but looking back on how things had played out over the last while, she could easily see how it could be true, and how she had deluded herself.

She had given up everything but her career for him. Because she had thought that she loved him, but to find that it had all just been a chemical reaction, just seemed too cruel.

With tears streaming down her cheeks, Shelly fled from her lover, knowing that he wasn't done talking to her. Fled from the man that even now, even knowing the truth, she wanted to run to, and be held. She wanted to go back and feel his arms around her, and his stiff meat inside her. Through some force of will, she kept running away.

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PERSONAL NOTE: My whole body aches. Those needles are HUGE, and the pain of them drilling into so many places at once was nearly unbearable. I couldn't walk for a whole day afterwards, and was warned to take things lightly today, but I am just so excited. The only real question I have right now is: should I wait till my meeting, or start having fun immediately?

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Harold knocked on the door to the CEO's office. He was still in a bit of pain from the procedure, but he was confident in its success. He had already noticed what few women were around, with the noted exception of Carol, glancing at him in desire. He no longer needed to use the substance. His body was creating it for him. He would no longer need to worry about becoming immune to it, because he WAS it.

The only cloud he felt now, hanging over him, was that slight smile Carol had given him before she left for her slut son's graduation.

Well, he thought, I hope you enjoy fucking your own son every day you are unemployed. After today, you will be out of my hair, and I will be running this company.

The door opened, and he saw Mrs. Julander sitting behind her desk. He gave her his best smile as he entered, and she calmly pointed to a seat before her.

"I'm sorry I had to delay our meeting, Harold. I had something rather unexpected come up." Her blue eyes regarded him for a second, trying to find something, before she continued. Had she somehow gotten wind of his plan? He immediately dismissed the thought. How could she? No one had access to his notes, besides him. "I understand you had some important research to discuss? Something about the substance?"

Again he stopped in fear, thinking she had figured him out. Is that what Carol's smile had been about? But no... He could already see his own chemicals start to affect the other woman. Her eyes were dilating, and she was starting to lick her lips. Was she fidgeting in her chair because her pussy was getting wet with him around her? He grabbed an envelope off her desk, and started wafting himself with it. He didn't feel that he needed the extra pheromones out there, but for some reason he was nervous.

It would work, he told himself. It WOULD!

When he saw Mrs. Julander's arm drop from running her fingers through her nearly jet black hair, brushing her breast on the way down and making her eyes glaze over slightly, he knew he had her. He decided to throw caution to the wind.

"I do have something that I wish to discuss with you, but don't you think you would be able to hear me better with my dick in your mouth?"

He almost laughed at the speed at which she crawled over her desk to get to him. Harold happily unbuttoned his trousers, and let her fish him out.

He was a bit surprised to note that he was still flaccid, but knew that Mrs. Julander would get him hard in no time. He had refrained from any sexual activity while the gene therapy took place, and he was pretty horny by now.

He moaned softly as her lips pulled at his small head. He decided to tease her a little bit. "What about your husband? What if he finds out?" Harold had every intention of making sure that Mr. Julander found out, but not till AFTER he was done with her.

"What's wrong?" Mrs. Julander asked, pulling her lips from his still limp cock.

Harold looked down in consternation. He didn't understand. He was horny as hell, and his balls were even starting to ache, but try as he might, he couldn't get hard. He tried everything he could think of, but no matter what, he only got hornier, while remaining limp.

He could see that Mrs. Julander was starting to get angry with him, and he knew he was losing control of the situation. If he didn't get hard fast, he was going to be in trouble. The pain in his crotch made it hard to think though, until it was too late.

"If you can't satisfy me in any way, I think you are done here. Carol warned me about you. I guess I should have listened better!"

She shoved him out of her office, his pants still around his ankles, as she turned to her secretary. "Please have Harold escorted from the premises, and file a complaint with Human Resources. This man tried to come onto me, and refused to take no for an answer." Mrs. Julander spun around, slamming the door behind her.

Harold knew this looked bad. Mrs. Julander had still been completely dressed, and there was no evidence other than Harold's pants around his ankles of what had truly happened in there.

He turned to the secretary behind the desk, noticing him for the first time. He was an older man, with graying short hair, and thick glasses on. Harold usually scoffed at men doing what he considered women's work. The secretary smiled at him as he hung up the phone. Security arrived to take him away almost immediately after. They must have been close to be here this fast.

Two large burly men in uniform started marching him towards the elevator, and Harold started plotting his revenge against Carol and her family. Somehow, he figure, this was all her fault. Hadn't Mrs. Julander told him that she had warned the CEO? He didn't know what Carol had done, but he was determined to fix it and make her pay.

Did that guard just pinch his ass? Harold looked to the large man, who was grinning sheepishly at him. He felt a hand on his rear again, and spun to look at the other guard. What were they thinking? The elevator suddenly stopped, and Harold turned again to see the first guard with his hand on the emergency stop button.

The second guard picked up the emergency phone, and called down to the front desk, letting them know everything was fine, but that they had to make a bit of a stop. They would get going again soon.

Harold's horror started to mount as both guards started to grope him, and it finally dawned on him that his pheromones seemed to work on men too.

He didn't want to contemplate what would happen when these two very large men found that he was currently impotent. To make matters worse, his balls were hurting worse than ever.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I did it! I was able to switch some of the information in his results. I couldn't change the actual gene, as I am sure he would have noticed that, but I was able to modify the data, so that it looked like he would need a combination of genes. I made sure that April's was one of them. I wonder what kind of effects this will have on him?

Now to continue to solve the dilemma of my own family.

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Adam stepped down off the stage after collecting his diploma, only to immediately be surrounded by his mother, sister, and girlfriend. Or all three of his girlfriends, as he was starting to think of them.

"I'm glad you could make it," he told his mother, when he could finally get enough air to breathe.

"I just received a call from the office," she told them all excitedly. "It seems our problem is no longer a problem."

They all hugged each other again happily, as Carol continued the good news. "My company is going to honor the contracts with you girls, and then some. The kids will be taken care of for life, each of you receiving a monthly stipend."

Adam was on an emotional high all that day, the only thing that still bothered him was Miss Shelly. She hadn't shown up to the graduation, and when he had asked after her, he had been told that she had resigned and was moving away.

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JOURNAL NOTE: I have finally done the impossible. After many months of exhaustive research, I have discovered how to disable the genes that are causing my children to create these powerful pheromones. I almost wonder though if I should use it. We are all so happy now, with little Jesse (Minnie's daughter) and James (April's son) running around. I wonder what my twins will be like when they are born?

Whether I choose to give the antidote to Adam and April is up in the air, maybe I will give them the choice. I will give it to the children. There is no need for them to suffer through the embarrassment that might happen otherwise. I'll just tell them it is a flu shot. So far, all four children are carrying the pheromone gene.

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Epilogue:

Shelly was still fighting back the tears as she drove away. A part of her still desired and needed to go back to Adam, back to her lover, but she was too afraid of what might happen to her and the child within her if she did.

A move across the country might not be far enough, but it was her only hope. She may only be an English teacher, but she was determined that her child would be raised properly, and with the proper amount of love that it deserved.

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There is an old tale that circulates through the hospitals about a night a man was brought in, broken and bleeding. While his life wasn't in danger, the staff and even some of the patients around them participated in a massive orgy. Everyone knows that it must be a tale, though, for no respectable doctor would participate in such debauchery.

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Author's note: This brings to end this series. You may see some of these characters again, but I haven't yet decided.

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