Emergency Meeting (End)

“Don’t panic!” the captain shouted to the passengers who were very much panicking. They had all been instructed to meet in the restaurant, now cleared of tables and packed full with all of the guests.

“I know we have all just heard some disturbing things on the news. And, unfortunately, it is all true. We are living through a cataclysm of an unprecedented scale.

“But I have some good news! Indeed! Someone saw this disaster coming at took action. He made a plan and saw it through. He found the only rational solution, and he was the only man that could pull it off!

“That solution is you.” He spread his palm to the crowd.

“What’s he talking about?” Aria asked her husband. He shrugged.

The captain continued, “Everyone of you were selected for your optimism, your skills, your genetic diversity and your slu—sexual... open mindedness. This ship, the Oriental eclipse, is an ark!”

“You shitting me,” Richard hugged his wife closer.

“And who do we need to thank for salvation? It’s a man you may already know. He’s been making headlines for years. He is the titan of technological progress. Everything from medical devices to cell phone technology...”

A streaming video of the famous tech giant in question appeared on all the screens of the restaurant.

“Greetings, my flock! I bring great tidings—“

“Hey!” someone in the crowd shouted. “Didn’t that guy invent 5G?” Some people murmured affirmations. “Didn’t his towers start the pandemic in the first place?” The crowd gave conflicting, heated replies.

The captain saw the mood of the room shift and tried to regain control. “Listen! He didn’t start the pandemic! He saved us from it!”

The man on the screen made a funny face. “No, no I had nothing to do with starting it, but...”

The captain turned to look at the screen, awaiting what felt like a huge but.

“It turned out that the 5G towers were accelerating the mutation rates of the virus, and early COVID-20 strains were popping up everywhere. Well... it was already too late, and more towers were getting activated everyday. So... that was sort of a whoopsie.”

“That is some fucking whoopsie,” the captain mumbled aloud into his hot mic.

The crowd was shouting, some at the screens, others at the captain. Some were resorting to fighting each other.

The tech giant tried to recover. “Hey! No.... LISTEN PEOPLE! Eh... fine. You made me do this.” He hits a button just off camera.

The whole room fills with gas from hidden vents. The mob coughed and shielded their faces. Many of the shouted in panic when they realized they were locked in.

The pandemonium didn’t last long. Soon the guests felt calm, if a little overheated. They started disrobing en masse until even the most shy among them were in no more than underwear.

Individuals regarded each other’s bodies, no longer concerned with the outside world.

Aria and Richard found themselves standing naked and aroused next to other very attractive bodies.

The tech giant spun circles in his office chair. “It’s time, my children! Let’s get this orgy started!”

The orgy spread like wildfire. Everyone on top of everyone else, tongues, fingers and cocks finding innumerable opportunities for probing willing holes. They all became indiscriminate, promiscuous hedonists. Aria and Richard lost each other quickly as they crawled and body surfed through the writhing mass of orgasming bodies.

It seemed to go on for days, maybe weeks. When all said and done, it was hard for anyone to remember what it meant to be an individual. They couldn’t remember if they had been straight or gay.

When Aria and Richard reunited, it was like meeting for the first time in a whole new world.

The End