Jessica's punishment.

Emily is lying on the table as Jessica withdraws some blood. She placed the samples in the thermal cycler for analysis, but the result was inconclusive.

"Emily, has anyone made unethical suggestions during your trip?" Jessica asked while maintaining a calm demeanor, "Because the child's DNA is abnormal."

Emily smiles as she replies, "My previous master sold my ova to women who have difficulties conciving, or give unattractive men a chance of receiving beautiful offspring." Giggle, "But he surgically replaces a special ova in my ovaries."

Jessica pressed her palm against her forehead and sighed, "It's going to be a headache solving this problem."

"Matt, let's go!" Jessica said while dragging him forward, "Trust me, you don't want to see the ultrasound image."

They arrived at an elevator, and the door closed when stepping inside. Soon, a hidden panel appears, and Jessica retrieves a key from the lab coat to use it on the panel for access.

Security system: Voice recognition is required. Please state your name and code to proceed.

"Jessica Thompson, security code Alpha32," Jessica replied on the intercom.

Security system: Analyzing voice and security codes. Authorization is clear, you may proceed.

The elevator descends several floors to a secretive room. The room is dark, and dusty, and all the machinery is covered with white sheets.

"Whoa....where are we?" Matt asked while scanning the room, "Umm...is this place even safe?"

"Are you scared of ghosts?" Jessica teasingly asked while using a flashlight, "Move it scary cat, or I'll leave you behind to get possessed."

Jessica cautiously steps forward making sure not to trip on any of the wires and says, "This secret laboratory belongs to your father and only three people know about it." Chuckles, "And there's something I need to show you."

As they approach their destination Jessica says, "Your father isn't just a brilliant geneticist, but also a genius in quantum physics."

Jessica locates the power generator and presses the switch. The ceiling lights illuminate the room, and she removes the white sheet from one of the machinery. Underneath is two chairs with a helmet attached.

"I haven't been here since your father passed away." Jessica said while grinning at his curiosity, "Anyway, what you're looking at is a Subconscious-Transmitter."

Matt examines the machine with fascination and asks, "How's this machine going to fix my sister's problem?"

"Einstein stated that time travel is impossible, but your father found a loophole to those restrictions by sending a person's subconsciousness into the past," Jessica explained the machine's functionality.

"So...what you're suggesting. We use the machine to send our subconsciousness into the past to stop my sister from traveling to Europe?" Matt asked with a hopeful expression.

"Precisely....but your father never actually tested the device on himself. He feared the device might distort the timeline. Have you ever read a book written by Andy Andrewsshares?"

"I have seen the movie Butterfly Effect, but never read the book," Matt replied honestly.

"Let me explain, the further we go back in time. The stronger the ripple changes the present. Hopefully, nothing too drastic will occur going a few months back." Jessica said while laughing at Matt's nervousness, "Don't worry, I made a special extension to your father's invention."

Jessica searches for the device in the lab coat pocket and curses, "Fuck, I forgot to bring the Memory Chip with me."

"Can my dad's machine operate without the memory chip?"

"It can but the chip is very important. If the timeline does change, we might not remember each other." Jessica replied while preparing to depart the area to locate the device, "Don't touch anything while I'm gone, Matt."

Jessica made her way to retrieve the chip but noticed Margaret sitting on a chair idly staring at a dice.

"Ms. Smith. I don't mean to intrude, but what are you doing?" Jessica asked with curiosity.

"I'm sitting here thinking about my husband's promise." Margaret politely replied while resuming to stare at the dice, "He said there's going to be a huge surprise."

Jessica has an unsettling feeling something strange is going on and asks, "Call it a hunch, Miss. Smith. I doubt Matt's gift going to be pleasant and probably using the AGS to make you dishonest."

Jessica sat beside Margaret and used the AGS to release the previous influence, "You're free to tell the truth," Chuckles, "So...What's your fascination with the dice?"

"Matt wanted to maximize the fertility pills dosage by ten handfuls every hour to prevent pregnancy," Margaret replied while nervously pointing her finger at the dice, "Then he suggested an interesting game. Whatever the dice lands on, I need to multiply the dosage by that number."

Jessica glances at the dice indicating a five and says, "Good lord. You're severely knocked up with that many pills consumed."

"Smart move, Matt. Using the AGS to conceal your devious schemes," Jessica chuckles at the poor attempt, "But not smart enough. I need to punish you for deceiving me."

Jessica made her way toward the laboratory and placed the memory chip in the main circuit board.

"We're almost set, Matt." Jessica announced with a leery demeanor, "Bet you can't wait, huh?"

"I'm ready, but you seem upset for some reason."

"I haven't been sleeping well for the past few days," Jessica made an excuse without eye contact and then resumed tuning the machine.

"All finished," Jessica declared while shoving him forward, "Now sit on the chair, Matt."

They sat on the chair and latched the helmet firmly on their head. The timer on the machine countdowns from five minutes, and Matt's heart races as each second goes by.

Jessica held his hand to ease the tension while reassuring him, "Don't worry, Matt. Everything will be fine."

Like an unpredictable roller coaster ride Matt tightly closed his eyes, but moments later sees his sister busy packing stuff for the trip to Europe.

"Big bro, you're you in my way," Emily said while pushing him aside, and Matt asks, "Ummm...Sis, what's today's date?"

"Bro, it's November 5, 2016," Emily replied while rolling her eyes, "Have you been living under a rock?"

Matt realizes his father's invention actually set his consciousness in the past. According to his memory, his sister is knocked up next year in April.

Matt blocks his sister's path and says, "Emily, you want to stay home and spend time with your family. You have no desire to take a trip to Europe, remember?"

"Are you freaking kidding me, big bro?" Emily said and then remind him of the reason, "I need this trip to earn my scholarship. Seriously, I don't have time for your stupid games."

"W-wait...Sis, you don't..." Matt argued but Emily slams the door, "Understand..."

Matt made his way to the living room and slouched on the sofa, "Hmmm...Emily has AGS, but isn't following my suggestions. Why though?"

Emily finishes gathering her belongings and heads towards the front door.

Matt got off the sofa and pleaded, "Sis, I don't want you to go. Some guys are going to take advantage of you."

"Big bro, stop being overprotective," Emily said and then harshly slapped him for attempting to restrain her wrist, "Don't ever touch me again."

The front living room door creeps ajar, and Jessica injects the new virus in Emily's neck.

"Who are you bitch?!" Emily shouted as her body began to lose strength.

Jessica conceals the needle in her pocket and says, "As I expected, the AGS hasn't fully developed to control her mind. Luckily, I was in my lab and had enough time to create the enhance-virus."

"Phew, I was starting to worry. How long do we need to wait in order to control her?" Matt asked and Jessica mischievously replies, "Approximately, five minutes."

"I don't know what you two are talking about, but you're both crazy!!!" Emily hysterically shouted and then angrily glared at her brother, "Matt, I'll make you suffer for this!!!"

Two minutes later, Emily is completely unable to move her body but remains consciously aware.

"Don't you fucking touch me!!!" Emily screamed with a fearful expression.

Jessica laughs hilariously as she says, "Oh my, Matt. Your sister is a feisty little bitch," Chuckles, "I like that in a woman."

"I think the naughty-little-slut is ready," Jessica teasingly winked.

"Emily, you don't want to go to Europe. You want to stay home and have unprotected sex with your brother. Don't you remember?"

Once the **** wore off Emily approached him and says, "Of course, I remember, Matt. Why should I go to Europe? When I can stay home and get fuck by my own brother?"

Emily passionately embraced Matt but then remembered something important, "I'm not on birth control, and it'll be weird if your sperms fertilize my ova."

"Emily, you want to get knocked...."

Matt about to finish the sentence, but his subconsciousness shifts back to its own timeline. Of course, he still has all the memories intact but requires new memories in the process. Instead of being in Paris with his mother, he's at the beach with his family.

Margaret approaches Matt and asks, "Husband, do you mind rubbing lotion on my skin?"

"Huh?" Matt mumbles with confusion but his mother's suspicions make him comply with the request, "Oh, ya...I don't mind, mom. I'm just surprised you're still able to move with a huge pregnancy."

Margaret tosses the sunscreen bottle and says, "If you think this is large. Wait until the pregnancy reaches maturity," Chuckles, "I don't know what compels me to have so many babies. But one thing for certain, I'll be in the hospital for a few days giving birth."

Matt rubs the lotion on his mother' smooth skin and gleefully says, "Yeah, can't wait for the pregnancy to reach maturity."

Momentarily, Emily rushes towards him and asks, "Hey love, mind putting some lotion on me next?"

The timeline has changed, but didn't just use the AGS to make his mother a wife. He also used the AGS to make Emily his girlfriend.

"Sure, sis." Matt said while intensely gazing at her stomach, "How far along are you?"

"Have you lost your memory?" Emily asked and Matt made an excuse to prevent unwanted suspicion, "I'm not good at remembering things." Chuckles, "Shoot, I don't even remember what we had for breakfast last week."

"A goldfish probably has better memories than you," Emily amusingly laughed and then leaned over to purrs, "I'm three months pregnant, big bro. It's not a dozen like Mom, but I'm content with octuplets." Giggles, "Soon, our kids will be playing with us at the beach."

Suddenly, several new memories emerged from Matt's mind. In this timeline, Matt used their AGS to have a considerable amount of infants.

Jessica approached Matt and sat beside him while informing, "It appears the timeline has indeed changed, but the outcome isn't too severe."

Jessica glances at his mother and sister suntanning and says with encouragement, "Let me know when you're ready to return home. In the meantime, enjoy yourself."

Matt can't remember the last time he went to the beach with his family but enjoys every moment. When the sun goes down, they gather their belongings and go home.

Matt followed Emily towards her bedroom and asks, "Umm....little sis. Can you discard the swimsuit? I wanted to examine the development."

Emily unties the swimsuit lace to expose her body and then asks, "Is the pregnancy not large enough?"

The dicing method Matt convinces his mother and sister to use doesn't change much in this timeline. The only difference, Emily knows fertility pills enhance conception.

"I like the pregnancy, but I'm sure you can do better." Matt said while wickedly testing the new virus's effectiveness, "Can you out-perform mom next year? Like rolling ten dice instead?"

Matt has no intention of harming his sister, but the topic of multiple conceptions intrigues him, and the new virus might influence Emily enough to play out the twisted perversion.

Emily rolls several dice at once and then counts when it stops spinning.

"Whoa, I got sixty-four. Matt," Emily informed but then suspiciously glared at him, "Are you trying to make me conceive a few dozen babies?"

"Maybe," Matt mischievously grinned and Emily chuckles when asking, "Seriously, do you want me to?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," Matt cheerfully smiled when replying.

"I do want children with you, but having several dozen at once is a bit excessive." Emily expressed concerns and then attempted to discourage, "I don't think it's a good idea, big bro."

Matt grins as he uses the AGS, "Emily, you deeply love me and will do anything **** to keep me happy. You told me many times you wanted a large family and the best way to do it is to pack your womb full of embryos. Besides, it's your idea to have a lot of ova fertilized in the first place. Don't you remember?"

Emily's behavior swiftly changes due to the AGS and says, "I love you, Matt. Thinking about your sperm fertilizing my ova is making me so fucking wet."

Emily grabs the dice off the floor and says with excitement, "I'm going to roll it for ten minutes. Whatever I get, I'm going to multiply that amount for the next conception." Giggles, "I'll be knocked up so badly, mom's pregnancies will be flat by comparison."

So far, the AGS is affecting Emily's mind accordingly, but Matt need to test it further.

"I like your ambition, Emily. But that's kind of hard to accomplish. Considering mom's pregnancy is way out of proportion." Matt said while sneering at his sister, "Can you explain how you're going to do it?"

Emily grins at his doubtful expression and says, "Did you get a good look at mom's pregnancies at the beach?"

"Yeah, I did. What about it?" Matt curiously asked and Emily says, "Mom's pregnancy at third term. Can you imagine how large it'd be when it finally reaches maturity?"

"Probably, twice lager?" Matt speculated and Emily wickedly smirk when saying, "Yeah, but you'll have a different perspective when you see my next pregnancy," Giggle, "Now visualize mom's pregnancy bloating towards maturity."

"I'm visualizing it now," Matt said with a devious expression and Emily resumed, "Good, now imagine my pregnancy that large?"

"That's interesting," Matt chuckles at the prospect and Emily says, "Perfect, here's the juicy part. There's going to be enough ova for your sperm to fertilize to make my stomach swell up to mom's size in a few months." Giggles, "Can you imagine how large my pregnancy will be when it finally reaches maturity?"

"Whoa, if your pregnancy is that large within a few months. Mom's pregnancy will be insignificant by comparison," Matt blurted with amazement and then asked, "How many babies will that be?"

"I'm not going to ruin the surprise," Emily broadly smiled at his curiosity while giving a piece of paper, "But I'll give you a clue."

"Huh, what's this?" Matt curiously wondered.

"It's an equation, Matt. Did you figure out how many ova going to be release for fertilization?" Emily asked and Matt whined with frustration, "Oh come on. You know I suck at math."

Emily sneers at his cluelessness and says, "What I'm doing is dangerous, Matt. Are you sure you need my pregnancy larger than mom?"

Seeing Emily setting herself for unpredictable conceptions made his cock throb with anticipation.

"Can you do me a favor?" Matt asked and Emily reply without hesitation, "Sure bro, what is it?"

"Can you make the pregnancy even larger?"

Emily would do anything for Matt, but some part of her is terrified of the repercussions.

"I can, but the offer I give you is already pushing past my limits." Emily said with a wary tone and then expressed concerns, "I don't think the pregnancy can get any larger without causing harm."

Matt was aware Emily struggling to resist the influence and decided to use the AGS to eliminate the fears.

"Emily, you're a spontaneous person who enjoys a variety of risks." Matt said but add another influence to weaken the resistance further, "You have nothing to fear because your stomach had an unlimited amount of space."

Emily's head vigorously sways as the AGS tamper with her perception. When the ordeal was over, she had a deep yearning for procreation.

"Ummm...what are we talking about?" Emily asked with confusion.

"You wanted to make the pregnancy excessively larger. Remember?"

"Oh yeah, I can make the pregnancy larger." Emily said with enthusiasm and Matt deviously sneered when asking, "Well, I have been thinking. Since you're going make your pregnancy excessively larger than mom. Why don't we throw percussion out the window?"

"I know what you're implying, big bro," Emily said while caressing his member to prepare for intercourse, "So, you need my next pregnancy about the same size as mom's, but under two months. Now you're wondering how large the pregnancy will be when it reaches maturity, and want that size under two months. Correct?"

"Yeah," Matt gives an affirmative nod and Emily says, "There might be some issue cramming so many babies in my stomach. But it won't be any fun if there's no risks involved."

The AGS made Emily believe her body could support any amount of offspring, and this allowed the virus to manipulate the mind more effectively.

"Since my stomach has an unlimited amount of space. Do you want me to conceive more?" Emily asked with excitement.

Matt smile at her lack of awareness and asks, "Can you to repeat the process one more time, but have it done in a month?"

"Goodness, bro. You seriously want to bloat up my stomach that badly?" Emily asked but then laughed at his excitement, "To have a pregnancy that severe. My ovaries need to release a considerable amount of ova."

Matt manipulated Emily's mind to perform any requests without fear, but the virus used this opportunity to ingrain a lewd personality.

"Alright, I'll make sure my stomach stretches as far as possible within a month, but in one condition." Emily said while sadistically grinning at his excitement, "When we make out, you need to quickly cum in my needy cunt." Giggles, "This way, none of us will have enough time to think of regrets."

Emily wrote a new number on a piece of paper and says, "Read it when you're done filling me up. It's an estimate on how many ova is getting fertilized." Giggles, "Is there anything else you want?"

"Ummmm...yeah." Matt mumbled and Emily placed her fingers on his lip while saying, "I was kidding, bro. No more negotiating. If you keep this up, there'll be nothing left in my ovaries."

This is the moment Matt has been waiting for, finding out how strong the AGS has on his sister's personality.

"Sis, can you take enough fertility pills to make your ovaries release every single ova?"

Because of Matt's repetitive usage of the AGS. Emily can no longer think rationally and agrees without consideration.

"I would," Emily replied but then explained the situation, "But there are no conventional fertility pills potent enough to release every single ova."

"Actually, I have something that might work," Matt said while mischievously displaying a bottle, "I've stolen this from Jessica's lab." Chuckles, "The substances enforce the ovaries repeatedly ovulate, and each ova will likely have octuplets."

"That's an interesting ****," Emily said while opening the lid to pour the pills in her mouth to consume and then retrieve the papers from him to crumble, "That estimate is now inaccurate. Considering each ovum will probably have octuplets."

Emily grins at his excitement and says, "You won't have difficulties getting me pregnant next time. A little bit of your cum will surely knock me up."

Emily's body uncontrollably spasms due to consuming Jessica's experimental **** and demand, "Ughh....fuck me harder, Matt!!! Oh yes, shove your cock in my needy cunt and knocked me up with your fucking spawns."

Jessica can hear screaming coming from Emily's room, and a plot scheme to punish Matt for missing the AGS to satisfy his twisted desires.

Matt is amazed at the **** reducing his kind and safeless sister into a deranged nympho.

"Do you know how many ova a woman has?" Matt sadistically asked and Emily paused briefly to contemplate before replying, "Well, it depends on the individual. But I'm sure my ovaries contain at least two hundred thousand ova."

"That's going to be a crazy conception," Matt said with a devious tone while estimating the result and Emily chuckles when asking, "Do you want me to develop that many infants at once?"

"I have no intention of going through with it," Matt said while withdrawing his cock from Emily's soaking tunnel, "I can't believe you actually consume Jessica's experimental ****."

Matt used the AGS to influence his sister to act out one of his twisted fantasies for multiple conceptions but wasn't aware that constantly using the AGS corrupted his mind to make those fantasies a reality.

"Yes, I wanted to knock you up like a proper bitch," Matt said while plunging the member in depth of his sister's fertile womb.

The virus disabled Emily's subconsciousness and the pupils from her eyes faded. Her body slumps motionless on the bed while her legs are spread for easy access.

"Can your pregnancy be a thousand times larger than mom?" Matt asked while aggressively penetrating without remorse and the virus made Emily explain, "If each ovum creates octuplets. My pregnancy will be over a million times larger than mom's. However, my stomach doesn't have enough space and will likely rupture within a week."

"You promise to rupture the pregnancy?" Matt wickedly snarls when asking and Emily aubily replies, "Promise isn't necessarily. The moment you ejaculate in my womb, the ova will be fertilized within twenty minutes, and create embryos without restraint."

"I can't believe you're stupid enough to allow this," Matt chuckles at the prospect, and the virus forces Emily to explain, "The human brain contains trillions of neurons, and destructing the pathway will drastically reduce intelligence. Do you wish to proceed?"

"You're already a brainless bimbo," Matt said but then reconsidered due to the corruption, "You have my permission but make sure there's no trace of any intelligence."

"I arrange an appropriate date and time for their activity," Emily informed with a desolate tone but the virus wasn't satisfied and made her suggest a permanent method, "A better approach is to destroy the brain cells. This way, I won't be able to think and make decisions."

"That's tempting," Matt sadistically sneered, but then there was an unexpected knock on the door, "Dear, would you like some tea?"

The virus almost fulfills Matt's darkest desire for multiple conceptions, but the sudden intrusion made it lose influence over Matt's and Emily's minds due to insufficient evolution. However, the **** circulating through Emily's bloodstream are still in effect. When the opportunity becomes available, the virus can focus on Matt while his sister a mindless drone.

"What just happened?" Emily asked with confusion and Matt glazed at the bottle on the floor while saying, "I think we should postpone our sexual activities."

Jessica instructed his mother to spike the tea with sleeping pills.

Matt went to the living room and Margaret offered him a cup, "Glad you can join us for some tea, dear."

Matt sat down not realizing anything out of the ordinary, and says, "Sure, I'll join you, guy."

"This tea tastes kind of strange..." Matt said while taking a few sips but then quickly passed ****.

Matt adjusts his eyes a few minutes later and realizes his arms and legs are tightly tied to bed rails. He wanted to scream, but his mouth was sealed with duct tape.

Matt tilts his head to see Jessica grinning in a black latex suit.

"You thought I won't find out what you're planning?" Jessica said while holding a whip, "Seriously, overdosing your mother and sister?" Chuckles, "You have been a very naughty boy, Matt. You need to be punished, but not by my hands."

Jessica gives the whip to his mother and Margaret says, "Dear. I don't want to do this, but what you did is unacceptable." Whip, whip, whip, "There's no possible way my body can support that many infants."

Finish with punishment Margaret gave the whip to her daughter.

"Are you enjoying the pain?" Emily asked while wickedly leering at him, "You're such a pervert, big bro." Giggles, "Guess I need to hit harder to knock some sense into you?"

"This is for.." Emily said while continuing to whip, "For using the AGS to make me act out your sick perversion," Whippppp, "If I had fulfilled your sick fantasy, my stomach would have swollen up like a fat land whale. And I mean, literally."

"That's enough," Jessica said while retrieving the whip, "Margaret, Emily, I need you to get some rest, and when you wake up forget about Matt's punishment."

"Yes, we'll go get some rest and wake up with any memories of Matt's punishment," They replied in unison and headed towards their room.

Jessica removes the tape from his mouth and says, "Matt, as I said before. I don't mind you getting your family pregnant, but there's a thin line I can't tolerate."

Jessica unrestrained his arms and legs while continuing to vent, "Your mother and sister can't punish you for the misconduct. So, I made them do it out of love."

"I was going to help you find a safe method to get your mother and sister pregnant with five dozen. And you promise not to do anything irrational until then, but you lied to me," Jessica sighs at his dishonesty and Matt defends himself, "But... I wasn't actually going to make them conceive multiple conceptions."

"Regardless...if you're using the AGS to make them act out your fantasy," Jessica said while glaring at him, "That's not an acceptable excuse. Do you realize the enhanced virus is learning from your activities?"

"What do you mean?" Matt asked with a wary expression and Jessica explained the situation, "It might evolve to manipulate their bodies. For example, if you want them to conceive a billion embryos. It'll reconstruct their ovum to have that many."

"Is that your theory," Matt exclaims and Jessica sighs at his ignorance while saying, "Theory or not we need to be careful."

"Damn, I thought the virus can only affect their mind," Matt said with disbelief but then contemplates, "Ummm....if the virus can manipulate the ovum to create an embryo. Could it also assist the pregnancy to develop?"

"I doubt the virus can assist a pregnancy that large," Jessica said while lightly chuckling, "Don't get me wrong, Matt. As a scientist, I would love to see that happen, but it's far too risky."

"Theoretically, he should be able to control any victims with AGS without side effects. Has the enhanced virus been manipulating his emotions to carelessly breed his family? If so, why?" Jessica subconsciously wonders while sighing with frustration, "Ughh...I can't do this alone. Might need to get Alex involved."

Later that night while Matt subconsciously is less active the virus has taken control of his body and then heads towards his sister's room. On the safe side of percussion, it prevents the neuron from operating correctly and tarnishes the brain cells.

"Drolling in your sleep, Emily?" The virus sadistically asked but knew the real reason, "Oh, I forgot. You're a brainless little bimbo."

The virus gripped Emily's delicate hair while her mouth hung open from lack of reflexes, and then shoved the member directly through the throat. Even though Emily couldn't think or make decisions, the pain receptors are still operational.

"Damnnn...this better than getting a blow job from a prostitute," The virus deliriously laughed while tears flowed from Emily's eyes.

Jessica stood outside by the door listening to the virus conversation but needed more information on its intention before intervening.

The virus discards Emily's pajamas and then mischievously says while swiftly inserting the member, "Over a million times larger than your mom's pregnancy is a suitable size for a slut like you."

The virus aggressively moves the hips to receive as much pleasure and Emily's head repeatedly hits the headboard.

"Are you feeling good, Emily?" The virus amusingly mocks and then disables the pain receptors, "No more tears." Chuckles, "That means you enjoy the activities."

"I'm about to knock you up, bitch," The virus said while violently penetrating, but this time didn't care about the injuries as Emily's head smack against the headboard, "Don't worry, it'll be over soon."

Jessica enter the room while saying, "I advise you restructure Emily's neurons and brain cells."

"A fresh victim," The virus snarled while attempting to control her mind but failed, "Why are you disobeying my orders?"

"You're a part of Matt and he set a safety mechanism preventing anyone from tampering with my mind," Jessica informs while wickedly sneering, "And that includes you."

"Interesting," The virus said while grinning at Emily's emotionless expression, "Why should I return the slut to normal?"

"If you don't," Jessica said while holding a teaser, "I'll walk Matt up, and explain what you did to his sister." Chuckles, "I'm sure Matt can seal you away for a few months. That's plenty of time to create a vaccine to eliminate you."

"I'll return Emily to normal under one condition," The virus said while wickedly snarling, "You take her place."

"Are you going to make me a mindless puppet?" Jessica asked with suspicion and the virus chuckles when saying, "No, your intelligence might be useful in the future."

Jessica promised Matt to protect his family and that very reason made her accept the agreement.

"Very well," Jessica said while allowing the virus to freely control her subconscious.

"Emily was supposed to have an intruding conception but you changed the course of history," The virus said while leering at Jessica's unresponsive expression, "Have you created any technology to restructure the ova?"

"Yes, there's one created in my laboratory," Jessica aubily replied and the virus gleefully instructed, "I need every single ova compatible with any sperm. When done, I need you to have intercourse with an inappropriate individual." Chuckles, "Lastly, I need your subconsciousness accessible at any time."

"As you wish," Jessica replied with a subtle tone, and the virus wickedly smirked when saying, "I forgot something important. Get knock up like a proper bitch, but allow development to continue no matter how unusual."

"Your request has registered in my subconsciousness," Jessica informed and the virus snearl when saying, "I need you to erase this conversation from your mind when waking up the next morning."

"This conversation will be erase," Jessica said while idly walking toward the exit.

The virus mischievously grined at Emily laying on the bed and says, "The agreement was to restructure the neurons, but I didn't say when," Chuckles, "Let's resume where we left off. "

The virus flipped Emily's body around to squeeze the member in the back tunnel and asks, "Can I do something painful?"

The virus enter Emily's mind to make her smile while replying, "I don't mind if the activities is painful."

"Making out with you lacks excitement," The virus said but then a wicked thought occurs. The virus motivates Emily to moan during the activities but there are no actual emotions involved.

"Destroy my butt, babyyy." Emily said like a scripted software but as her body moved back and forth on the bed, her head harshly smacked against the headboard, "That hit did more than lower my intelligence."

"Can I continue?" The virus asked and Emily replied against her will, "Laying on the bed like this while pregnant isn't a good idea, but it's your decision."

Like previously, the virus has no sympathy as Emily's body is being used as an outlet to received pleasure. When satisfied, it kept the promise to restructure the neurons but create a passageway to completely control the subconscious.

"Can you commit suicide?" The virus asked to determine how much control it has over the victim and Emily aubily replies, "I've canceled a weapon under the bed for self defense. Do you wish for me to use it?"

"Make the odd one out of six," The virus instructed while deviously sneering, "Afterwards, take a chances."

"As you wish," Emily replied while preforming the tasks and the virus sadistically says, "You're very lucky."

"Do you wish for me to continue?" Emily asked with a subtle tone and the virus deviously sneered when replying, "You have proven your obedience. However, you may resume when feeling depressed."

"As you wish," Emily replied and the virus wickedly smirked at her vacant expression while saying, "This body is exhausted but I'm not through with you yet. Select a large an object to squeeze in your butt."

"I will shove a large object in my butt," Emily replied and the virus amusingly chuckles when saying, "Make sure to do it assertively without screaming."

"There's several objects around the house that's unsuitable for the tasks, and need permission to proform it," Emily explained with lack of emotions.

The virus snarled when saying, "You have my permission."

"I will proform the tasks," Emily said like a mindless drone and the virus gramance when saying, "Use whatever method to destroy your butt."

"As you wish," Emily said while existing the room, but the original personalities subconsciously scream, "Something that large can't possibly fit!!"

A few minutes later Emily returned to the virus and announces, "I have completed the tasks."

"It appeared you're unhappy with the activities," The virus said and Emily replies honestly, "It was a painful experience."

"I said earlier you're free to resume when feeling depressed," The virus said while wickedly sneering at Emily contenplating, "Are you reconsidering?"

"It's a difficult decision," Emily replied with frustration and the virus mischievously encourages, "Sometime we need to make drastic decisions in life," Chuckles, "Don't hesitate to proceed."

"I'll take your advice into consideration," Emily softly mummer and the virus says, "This isn't an order but a personal favor," Chuckles, "Resume the activity until your luck run out."

"At the moment, I'm thinking of resuming but need some time to be certain," Emily said with uncertainty.

The virus tilts Emily's chin upward to gazed at her docile expression and then says, "Let's see if the subconsciousness is strong enough to resist the frabcated personality."

"I reasured you there won't be any interference," Emily said and the the subconscious frantically scream, "No, you can make the favor a priority!!"

"I'm leaving to get some rest," The virus announced while walking toward the exit and a few minutes later Emily's subconsciousness snobs when protesting, "Stop doing this."

Emily's subconsciousness struggle to persuade the frabcated personality to discard the activity but failed, and needed to think of a solution. However, the frabcated personality increases the probability with each atempt.

"I'll do anything if you stop," Emily's subconsciousness pled and the frabcated personality asks, "Are you willing to sacrifice your freewill?"

"Yes, you can be the dominant personality," Emily's subconsciousness replied with desperation.

The new Emily wickedly smirked while heading towards the virus and say, "The pervious personality surrendered."

"My abilities isn't sufficient enough to merge two personalities together without the other one approval," The virus informed with a devious expression, "But my plan was successful."

"Do you wish for me to resume committing suicide?" Emily asked and the virus deliriously laughed when asking, "Will there be any resistance?"

"I can proform any tasks effectively," Emily replied with a reassuring tone and the virus gramance at her compete obedience while saying, "Your body contained a new strain of AGS," Chuckles, "I need you to infect the population."

"I can infect my friends to have an orgie with me during parties," Emily said while lighting a cigarette to inhale, "Afterwards, influence them to use harmful chemicals."

"Very clever," The virus said with a devious expression, "Using **** to lower their inhibition and than marge two personalities together. However, I still need to test out the full potential of your obedience with out causing harm."

"I can menmepulate my best friend to commit suicide," Emily suggested with a sadistic manisisum, "That's something me and Sarah would never approve under any circumstance."

"Once again, your ability to come up with a resolve amazed me," The virus applaud by her intelligence and then asks, "How you're going to complete the tasks without drawing attention?"

"There won't be any issue the authorities if several individuals testified Sarah overdose on **** voluntary," Emily explained the details of her plans and the virus chuckles when saying, "I was going to lower your intelligence but decide to a raincheck."

Emily dial sarah's number and casually says, "Hey, there's a new club recently opened, and I was wondering if you like to join me?"

"Sure," Sarah replied with excitement but then explained the situation, "But I can't go clubbing without my older sister," Giggle, "You know, it's one of my mom's rules."

"I don't mind having your Melissa tagging along," Emily gramance while plotting of turn Melissa into a prostitute, "Your older sister always shy around guys, but I might be able to change her perspective."

They club throughout the night and the two sister's didn't notice any unusual sharing drinks but Emily's saliva contain the virus. It swiftly circulate through their blood until latched to the brainstem.

"Sarah, I need you to finish this," Emily said while giving a plastic bag containing a white substance, "Make sure there's plenty of witnesses."

"Sound like fun," Sarah's alternative personality winked and then dash off to a crowded area.

Emily mischievously sneered when instructing, "Melissa, I need you to run away from home and work as a prostitute."

"That's an interesting career," Melissa softly chuckles and walked towards a random individual to whisper, "I charge five dollars for a good time. Are you interested?"

Sarah collapse on the surface an hour later and the ambulance arrived to escorts her to the emergency room. However, the **** had caused severe damages for any medical treatment to keep her vital signs stable.

"I'm so sorry, Miss. Thomson," Emily firmly hugged the woman in the waiting room to show remorse but it's only act to avoid suspicion.

"It's not your fault, dear," Miss. Thomson mournfully said with tears.

Emily made sure there's no one around before kissing and Miss. Thomson pushs her away while saying, "I know you're trying to console me, but that kind is inappropriate."

Miss. Thompson's heads ways as the virus frabcated a personality and when the ordeal was over broadly smiled.

"I apologize for my earlier behavior," Miss. Thomson said while lustfully leering at Emily, "Do you wish to resume?"

"Maybe some other time," Emily said with a mischievous demeanor, "But it's unfortunate Sarah is gone, and Melissa ran away from home," Giggle, "Follow me, I know how to slove your perdictament."

Emily leads Miss. Thomson to an alleyway and asks, "Would you have intercourse with him?"

Miss. Thomson inspect the individual for a moment and then replies with disgust, "Goodness no. The man's appearance is unpleasant and has terrible hygiene. I rather be single for the rest of my life."

"Perfect," Emily said while approaching the man, "Sir, this woman has a house with a stable career," Giggle, "All she's missing is a loving husband."

Emily pushed Miss. Thomson forward while asking the man, "Are you interested in her?"

The homeless man caresses Miss. Thompson's breasts and then slide toward her butt to feel the firmness before replying, "The slut has a good figure." Chuckles, "I'm more then interested."

"Get married as soon as possible and have a lot of children with him. Understand?" Emily command and Miss. Thomson comply due to the virus menmepulation.

Emily smirked at the homeless man aggressively devouring Miss. Thompson's lips and asks, "Do you know anything about AGS?"

"I have noticed some people behaving strangely with AGS," The man replied and Emily sadistically grin when informing, "The slut AGS is special. You can practically order her to proform any activities," Giggle, "Even harm herself."

"Seriously?" The man blurted while displaying a mischievous tendency and Emily encourages, "If you don't believe me, test it out."

Emily returned home after completing the errands and then announce to the virus, "Sarah passed away and two victims are infected."

"Your obedience is beyond my expectations," The virus said and then links itself with the victims subconsciousness to view the activities, "The mother severely injured and the daughter is pregnant."

"Miss. Thomson's injuries due to aggressive intercourse or something else?" Emily asked with couriousty and the virus amusingly chuckles when replying, "You have selected a deranged individual for the mother, and he's using the AGS for bandage."

"May I link my mind with the mother?" Emily requested and than blurted when receiving access, "The scar around her neck isn't a normal bandage!!"

"I can't believe you allow me," The man said while considering other mischief.

The next morning Jessica wakes up with back pain and says, "What happened last night?" She gazed at the cum running down her thighs, "Did I sleep with someone?"

Jessica used an ultrasound to analyze the conceptions and says, "I'm going to have difficulties developing this many infants to maturity."

Jessica considers abortion but the virus influence from last night resurfaces, "No, the infant deserves a chance."

Jessica is about to leave but then notices something unusual with the ultrasound images, "Why do I feel like keeping the pregnancy when it's this disgusting?"

Jessica struggles to reason irrationally but the virus eliminates any doubts.

"No, I always wanted children like this," Jessica said while affectionately rubbing her stomach, "It's settled, I'm developing the pregnancy to maturity no matter the risk."