Fertility Idol: 4

The student center looked…

Well, like a student center. Tables, chairs, a TV in the background, off at this time of night, a few people wandering around, mostly female.

Mark wandered up to the front counter for the snack shop and looked at the offerings. No sense in getting something big to eat. That was a great way to have a lousy night. The clerk turned to face him and Mark smiled at her. “Hey, can I get a coke?”

The clerk looked at him and Mark noticed the name tag. Darice. She was a short red head, curvy… Come to think of it, a lot of the girls here are pretty curvy.

“Um, yeah,” she said. “Are you a student? We don’t have…” She looked around at the rest of the student union.

“Yeah, just came by.” He smiled. “Last bit of my senior year, and then I changed schools. Gonna be doing my gradwork here.

“Oh,” she said and looked him up and down. “That’s because of the lawsuit?” She frowned.

“Sort of, but don’t worry, I’m just here to do my work and get to paying my student loan bills,” Mark said.

“Right…” She looked to the right and left, and Mark got the feeling she was a little nervous.

“Something wrong?”

“No, it’s just that everyone’s talking about the statue…” she looked around. “Have you seen it?”

“Yeah, I visited to see what all the chaos was about.” Mark shrugged as she girl slid the drink over to him. “It’s not a huge deal, I mean, I’ve seen a lot worse at the local museum.”

“Yeah, I mean, I’m not a prude or anything but…” She bit her lip and fell silent for a moment. “When I looked at it, it seemed to… like it was telling me that was my destiny…”

She blushed, shaking her head like a horse shaking off an irritated fly. “I can’t stop thinking about it, and then there are the plants that came with it.

“The vines?”

“Yeah, they just keep spreading…spreading like… you know, some kind of fertile… promise.”

Mark raised his eyebrows. Fuck, she’s sounding almost like…

…Cho…  He blinked. “A fertile promise?”

“I mean, no…Yes… But who would want to just be… a… a… man’s woman? Cooking and cleaning and watching as her belly just kept swelling…”  She shook her head. “Oh, sorry—do you want anything else?”

“No, that’s it…” Mark grinned. “For now…” He let his gaze drop to her breasts.

She flushed, and then Mark turned around, blinking in shock.

What the hell? Do you really need someone to start screaming you’re being creepy?

But she hadn’t been looking at him like he was creepy… she’d looked like…

She was turned on?  Mark glanced at one of the windows, the darkness outside letting him see the reflection…

And she was leaning against the corner of one of tables, absently wiping it down while she…

Pressed her crotch into the table corner? Mark shook his head and headed off to a table to enjoy his coke.

But he was curious and so he kept his ear out to hear some of the quiet conversations in the student center. Some of the girls were looking at him.

He caught one’s eye, and she blushed and looked down. Another girl walked past his chair, her short skirt barely concealing her firm ass.

“Jesus, Cathy, what are you wearing?”

“I… I dunno, just wanted something new,” Cathy said, glancing down at Mark. She blushed, before she kept walking, putting a little extra sway into her hips.

Well, maybe things won’t be so cold around here…

But as he finished his coke, and headed out, Mark noticed some other discussions.

“I swear, I think I’m hitting second puberty,” one girl said to a friend.

“At least it’s going to your boobs and not your ass…” her friend said. “My shorts barely fit…”

Okay, that’s interest—down boy! He ordered his cock which was starting to come to attention. I know they’re all just ready to be… Mark blinked. Ready for what?

Ready to be seeded. He’d never thought about that before. Sex was fun, but now the image was of the women, glowing, full…

Mark shook his head. You know, I think I’m gonna go check out that idol again. Because it sure seemed to be weighing on everyone’s mind.

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As he walked out of the student center, Mark looked around. The campus was mostly silent, some people walking over to the small library, the lights of the town gleaming  beyond the school. Mark strolled into the garden, pausing.

Where there more flowers than there had been? He shook his head, walking into the center where the statue was…

And then stopped in shock.

The statue was still there, but it looked like… it’s position had shifted?  And not only that, but around it the flowers had bloomed, vines moving here and there. 

Okay, someone’s having a joke at everyone’s expense. There is no way plants grow that fast.  Mark shook his head, staring at the statue, which seemed… to have a coy expression on its face, the light calling attention to its full, fertile belly.

Then with difficulty, he turned and left.

He had work to do tomorrow.

And a cold shower for tonight.