A Baguette Revolution

It started off unexpectedly. No one could have guessed things would take such a turn after all. Not even the French athletes themselves. The changes occurred all of a sudden, like a long time thought through plan someone else had created for them.

As the French biathletes slowly started to be contaminated, their minds were taken over by one clear goal : to dominate the rest of their peers and to control the world.

Such an objective shouldn’t have been possible if it wasn’t for their contagion in itself who had turned their whole bodies into aphrodisiacs. Their dicks, that already were of a nice size, seemed to have gotten bigger and fuller than before, and there laid all of the true power of their sweet poison. Their seeds were addictive and sex enhancing, slowly turning anyone who had contact with it into a **** and horny slut for their cocks only.

But there wasn’t the only objective. Because for the domination step to happen, another one had to follow more or less closely. The reproduction. And the cum was helping that part, modifying bodies and minds to turn their lovers into perfect hosts for new generations of French. The fertility was then pushed up to the maximum, to have whole liters sometimes stocked in one’s newly created womb. Not that at this point, the mothers even cared as they would only feel bliss and need to be even more full than they are, totally addicted by now to the French seed.

There it was, the French Revolution ongoing and taking the whole world over. Few could resist to what was happening, and the more the resistance was trying to happen, the sweetest the will breaking was. Nonetheless, some biathletes were determined to try to save the world, or to stop the ongoing crisis …