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Quaranteam: Unbroken Mold - Ch. 8 (all)
🕑 Added 2025-08-07 08:57:55 +0000 UTCChapter Eight
July 19th, 2020
After a long night’s sleep, Tom’s Team (both those who were imprinted and those who weren’t) had gotten up, done their exercises and hopped through some showers, they’d done the one thing that Meg and Mel both wished they’d done before they’d gotten imprinted – they went to the cafeteria to get lunch and utterly pigged out.
The Doctors Meyer had told both sets of girls when they were getting injected that they needed to try and have as big a meal as possible before they went through the imprinting process, and while Meg and Mel had both thought they’d eaten more than they should’ve, when they’d awoken from their regenerations, they’d understood exactly why the Doctors had been so insistent on this instruction, and realized they’d both underperformed in terms of how much they could eat.
Ainsley had understood the assignment and had eaten until she felt like eating another spoonful of anything would’ve made her pop like that one character in that Monty Python movie, and even with all that, when she’d woken from regeneration she’d been just as hungry as the other two had.
That was his first wave; Tom’s second wave of recruits decided to learn from the first.
Nic, Nat and Mandy had all committed to eating absolutely to their bursting point, and they’d even gotten more guidelines and suggestions from the Doctors, the biggest of which was to eat as much meat as they possibly could. Meat was the most easily converted biological resource, since it was the closest to what the nanobots needed. The more raw materials they could have in their bodies for the nanobots to repurpose, the better, and the quicker their recovery would be.
So lunch for the seven of them looked like it was designed to feed a dozen or more, three or four trays each, as Meg, Mel and Ainsley all found their appetites hadn’t gotten back to normal yet, and they were still eating like they’d never seen food before. It felt comical, how quickly the slender young women utterly housed the meals in front of them, with them shoveling food into their faces in between sentences, doing their best not to talk with their mouths full, but often finding they were more interested in the eating than the talking, at least for the moment.
Tom himself had noticed his own appetite was starting to ease back down to more in line with what it was supposed to be, and the Doctors Meyer had informed him that meant his body was just about finishing up with the last stages of regeneration, whereas for the girls, changing things like height and physical dimensions used up a good amount of energy and resources, which was why the girls were currently putting Joey Chestnut to shame.
The thing that still sort of weirded him out was the fact that he’d neither pooped nor pissed since he’d regenerated. The Meyers had told him that it would be common for all of them to go a week or two without any form of excrement, as the body would be using literally everything it was given to finish up repairs and/or adjustments. He’d also noticed he hadn’t needed to shave since then either, and he was told that both were common enough short-term side effects for men who’d regenerated, and that relatively soon, he would start needing to both use the bathroom and shave an impending beard, so he shouldn’t get used to the absence.
“I’m starting to feel like a camel,” Mandy grumbled. “I’m going to be sloshing and swaying around as soon as I try and stand up, I’m so full.”
“That’s only gonna last until you pass out,” Meg said, her voice lined with experience, even as she too was chowing down.
“Yep,” Mel agreed. “Soon as you’re conscious again, you’re gonna swear you didn’t eat anything before you passed out, you’ll feel so hungry.”
“They say everybody’s appetite will go back to normal within a few weeks, or maybe a month or two, depending on how many adjustments the nanobots had to make to our body,” Tom said, because clearly the girls had been eating for so long they’d forgotten why. “The people who grew the most will be hungry the longest; the people who shrunk will be hungry the least.”
“And it’s going to take some getting used to these,” Ainsley said, hefting her breasts through the loose-fitting t-shirt. “I swear I still wobble a little bit when I stand up.”
“Some of that’s because your legs haven’t fully regenerated yet, Ainsley,” Mel said. “You had quite a few inches to add on, so the portion of your leg bone that got added in the middle is still a bit thinner than it should be. The nanothingies are doing their best, but it’s going to take time for them to fill in the added section of bone and muscle needed to make you taller. It’s not like you’re made out of Legos or anything. But yes, gaining a few cup sizes overnight isn’t something most girls generally have to deal with in their lives unless they’re visiting a doctor for just that reason.”
“I’m not even sore, though, which is wild.” Ainsley curled her middle fingertip beneath her thumb and then flicked one of her own nipples through the gown, which immediately made her moan and whimper. “And they were never that fucking sensitive before. Damn near set myself off just with that little flick. Can’t decide if that’s positive, negative or simply yes,” she giggled.
The trio who had been power-eating finally finished their meal and stood up from the mess hall table with a little giggle. “I’m tempted to let out the most unladylike burp you’ve ever heard,” Mandy said, “but I’m worried that’d put you off from wanting to fuck me. And I can’t afford that, not with how I’m feeling right now. God, they weren’t kidding when they said it would start to come on strong, were they? I don’t remember ever being quite this flushed.”
“No shit,” Nat said. “It’s hard to keep a thought clear in my head, when all I can think about is how soon Tom’s gonna be fucking us.”
“Yeah, we didn’t wait long enough for that feeling to creep up on us,” Meg said.
“I could start to feel it right when we were getting started with him,” Mel added, “so we made sure to get right down to it as soon as they would let us. I can’t imagine how much it’s worse by waiting basically a whole day…”
“It’s… distracting, that’s for sure,” Nic said. “Can… can we get back to our room?”
“Sure,” Tom said. “I just didn’t want to rush anybody…”
“Make us wait any longer, bub, and it’s you who’s going to be getting the bum’s rush,” Nat teased, her hand resting on his ass, pressing to push him towards their room, her steps quicker than his, impatience clear in her tone of voice. “Not that it’s a bad bum to rush.”
“C’mon! C’mon!” Nic said. “No more waiting!”
“You girls mind if we stick around for moral support?” Mel asked as they walked down towards their building. “We’ve been where you’ve been, and while we want to give you your space, we’re all in this together.”
“I don’t care if they don’t,” Mandy said.
“Fine by me,” Nat agreed.
“WhatEVER! Just go! My panties are getting itchy!” Nic said, pushing Tom in front of her up the stairs and into their building. “Step! Step! Left right left! Move it!”
Tom was surprised at how impatient they seemed, but he guessed the serum was starting to exert its influence on them, pushing and pulling their emotions into fits of lust and need. Since he’d been read in on the base Quaranteam serum, he’d learned a little bit about some of the core functionality and quirks of the drug that was keeping humanity alive.
The more he read, the more like science-fiction it sounded, even though he’d seen the results for himself. He couldn’t deny that Meg, Mel and Ainsley had gone through serious physical transformation, even if it felt like it was hard to get a handle on, because what his eyes saw and what his brain could wrap itself around weren’t quite the same.
He decided it was best not to think about it for too long, especially since he was being shoved down onto the bed, with Nic grabbing his jacket, sliding it off his shoulders, while Nat was unbuttoning his shirt and Mandy was working on his pants. Being undressed by one woman was one thing, but with three, they were practically tripping over each other to get him naked.
Somehow they managed to finally get him undressed, and he glanced over to see that Meg, Mel and Ainsley had stripped down as well, just sitting on the bed next to theirs, watching, trying to keep their hands to themselves, but still seeming to fall back on running their hands over each other’s legs. The unified coordination was a little surprising, but he was starting to see teamwork coming more naturally to those who’d already been converted, and maybe the serum was already starting to bring them functioning more as a unit than as individuals.
Of course, he was going to have an entire Team of redheads, which was going to be a hellraiser squadron once they were all comfortable with each other, although they seemed pretty cozy now, as Nic crawled up to straddle him, shouting over, “Whatever Ducks and Cougars can do, Huskies can keep up or do better!”
It seemed like the competitive spirits (and fierce team loyalty) died hard between the girls, and Tom made a mental note that they were going to have to get used to the idea of Team before team, of family before alma matter.
As soon as Nic pushed herself down onto his cock, his precum triggered the priming orgasm in her, and she let out a carnal sound that was utterly delightful, her hands reaching up and covering her face, as if she didn’t want anyone to look at her while her mind was being overwhelmed by waves of pleasure crashing into her brain over and over again.
“Oh my god,” Nic panted. “Words do not do that shit justice…”
“How’d you three decide on your order?” Mel asked from across the room, where she was stroking her hand between her own thighs. “Rock, paper, scissors?”
“Drew high card for it,” Nat said. “And of course, I had to draw the stupid deuce.”
“Fuck. FUCK! Don’t worry, Nat,” Nic groaned. “You’ll get him when he’s all warmed up. Get to it, big stud.”
“You’re the one on top, Nic,” Tom laughed, “so I think you’ve got total control here, don’t you?”
She giggled and nodded. “Good point!”
Once Nic realized her being on top of him meant she could control the pace, she went at him like a madman. He’d expected she was going to start slow and work up towards a steady release, but instead, she started bucking up and down in his lap like she was cantering on a horse, thrusting her hips down harder and faster onto his hips, her ass smacking against the tops of his thighs. She had her hands splayed out on his chest, and each time he tried to lift himself up, to kiss her or try and toy with one of her nipples with his mouth, she would take her palm and shove him back down onto the bed.
“Do you—”
“Fuck, you know I do, Tom… give it to me!”
He let loose with his orgasm, and she seized up like a car that had sugar in its gas tank, her body clenching tightly around him as she let out a deep squeal then slumped forward on top of him, whimpering that word ‘imprinting’ into his ear until he slowly slid her off his lap and laid her down on her back. She was surprisingly limp and easy to move, and it would be at least a few hours before any of the cocoon-like scabbing would cover portions of her arms and legs.
Tom had asked earlier about how much he should look at his partners while they were regenerating, and the Doctors Meyer had given him a strange response. “Let them be.” It had been explained to him that looking at people in mid-regeneration might present with strange symptoms or unusual appearances, not to mention seeing the nanobots in action could sometimes be uncomfortable to watch when it came to larger scale adjustments.
There was plenty of space on the bed left, though, and Mandy was crawling up towards him before she turned around and lowered her shoulders to the mattress. Then she waggled her ass back in his direction before one of her hands slid up between her thighs and spread her pussy lips with two fingers, glancing back at him. “You need a Welcome mat too, soldier?”
“It’s Airman, and no,” Tom said, as he climbed up onto his knees. “I can find my way without a flare gun, thanks.”
“Then let’s get to it before my brain turns to mush.”
Whereas Nic had wanted control, Mandy wanted to completely give it up, as her position of supplication indicated. So once again, Tom went rampaging ahead. There would be time for niceties and pleasantries later, because right now, these girls just wanted to get fucked and started on their imprinting, because they were impatient. The wait had supposedly been fine, and yet it seemed like it was doing a pretty good number on their self-control and critical thinking.
Much like it had been with Nic, Mandy began pounding her fist against the bed when his cock pushed inside of her and she received her priming orgasm, her lips keening like a banshee. “Sweet fucking sister of Christ!” she shouted. “I think I went blind for a second there! Get going! Now, you fucker!”
As requested, he did oblige, his hands latching onto Mandy’s hips for grip, tugging her back into his beastlike thrusts, pumping his cock in and out of her like a rutting beast. He’d known this girl for less than two days, and already he was balls deep inside of her, at her request no less. And while he hoped he’d put on a better showing later for them, right now, it was end goal they were after, not the fun along the way. The hunger was starting to eat away at them and they were sprinting towards the finish line.
The sense that Mandy just wanted to get her rocks off was pretty clear to Tom, and he could feel her ankles pressing against the outsides of his thighs, as if trying to coax him faster towards that release, and he knew he still had one more after this to get started. It occurred to him that maybe he needed to ask the Doctors Meyer to space out their arrivals more if he could. If they kept showing up three in a batch, he was going to be exhausted and sore a lot of the time.
They went at each other hard and fast, and halfway through, Nat slid in behind him and started running her fingertips across his shoulders, pressing her tits against his back as she whispered into his ear, mostly incomprehensible words as she was nibbling on his earlobe, but it was an added set of sensations, and when he felt her drag her fingernails up along his chest, his mind hit sensory overload and he began to pour inside of Mandy’s womb, pumping her full of cum as well. She slumped forward onto her face, slipping off his cock as his loose seed dripped out of her spent hole.
As graciously as he could, Tom moved to pull Mandy aside, laying her down next to, but not touching, Nic’s already unconscious body.
“Two down, one to go!” Mel cheered at him.
“You know this is more tiring than any marathon I ever ran in,” Tom said, wiping sweat from his forehead. “Not that I’m complaining!”
“How about we do it the good old-fashioned way then?” Nat said as she moved to lay down on her back, prepositioning herself next to the already unconscious duo. She folded her hands behind her head and grinned up at him. “You can take it as slow as you want. I’m in no rush.”
“I appreciate that, Nat,” Tom said, moving over to climb on top of her, leaning down to kiss her, placing his weight atop of her body for a moment. “I should probably give you this, though…”
He pushed his cock inside of her and set off the priming orgasm, as he watched her eyes grow wide, dilating into big pools of black, her expression almost going slack in awe and shock, her lips parting in a silent, voiceless cry. He almost felt like her spirit might have left her body for a moment. And a few seconds later, she started to giggle as he began to slowly thrust in and out of her, setting the rhythm that would take them on to the next stage of the process. “Why the fuck would anyone ever say no to this? That felt so fucking good…”
“I promise, I’ll last longer next time, Nat, but—”
“But nothing Thomas,” she scolded with a sly smile. “You’ll have satisfied three women when all’s said and done today, so no need to apologize, okay? You’re more than any woman could ask for. It’s fine. I want this, you want this, so just let me have it, yeah?”
He tried to keep it in as long as he could, but his body was pushing for the release, and his body knew what was expected of it, so he let his third orgasm go, knowing it wasn’t quite as high powered or intense as the first two, but somehow finding it more satisfying than either of the others, as his orgasm triggered the nanobots inside of her, her eyes fluttering before rolling back in her head as she slumped onto the bed, murmuring as the two before her had done.
Tom slipped from between Nat’s legs as he laid her down next to the other two, and looked over at Meg, Mel and Ainsley with a weak smile.
“You’re not gonna be able to top any of us off, are you, tom?” Meg asked.
“The mind is willing, but the flesh? The flesh is soft and floppy,” he said with a little laugh.
“Then you won’t mind if the three of us just tend to each other?”
“By all means,” Tom said as he rose from the one bed to move over to the other, sitting close to the trio as Ainsley grabbed Mel’s hair and pulled her into a hard kiss. The rest of his girls would be fine without him for the night.
*
Joe was starting to get a bit nervous, just because Nora and Anna had seemed a little worried when they woke up in the morning, and they’d gone almost an hour without really saying much to him or the others before they finally broken their silence.
“So, we should probably come forward with this, Joe, before we move on to you getting us imprinted,” Anna said. “Me and Nora, we’ve been a semi-thing since freshman year.”
Joe was sitting on one edge of the bed with the two girls sitting on the other. They’d asked if they could talk to him with Liv, Clara and Tori hanging around, and Joe hadn’t wanted them feeling uncomfortable, so of course he’d agreed to it. “What exactly do you mean by that?” he asked them.
“We’ve been… friends with benefits,” Nora sighed. “There’s been a lot of reasons we didn’t want to get into an actual relationship together—”
“Cultural dissonance between our parents’ values and ours about fluid sexuality, mostly, but the idea of being in a relationship with a teammate certainly didn’t feel like a great idea either,” Anna said. “Besides, we’re both very strongly bisexual, and neither of us wanted to have a diet that didn’t include at least some dick on it.” Both of the girls laughed at that.
“And?” Joe asked with a little bit of a grin. “What’s the problem?”
“Well, we haven’t done the whole relationship with each other thing, and we aren’t sure it’s going to work, so we figured we’d better tell you in advance, in case that’s going to make you want to change your mind.”
“Why would it do that?”
“What if we don’t work?” Nora asked him.
“That’s the way it is for literally everyone in one of these couples,” Joe said. “We’re all just making it work the best that we can. And if you’re not comfortable with other girls being around when you’re getting your time with me, that’s okay. Nobody’s gonna force you to do anything you don’t want to do, y’know?”
“Well, we might just want it to be the two of us together with you, at least for the first few goes,” Anna said. “Maybe for a while. Maybe even for good.”
“We’re gonna take everything one day at a time,” Joe said to them. “Nobody’s freaking out about anything, and nobody’s gonna give anyone grief for what they do or don’t want to do. So whatever you two want, that’s fine. We’ll make it work. We have to. We don’t really have any other choice in the matter. We have to make it work.”
Anna reached down and pulled off her shirt as she stood up. “We should probably get to it, though, because I gotta be honest… it’s been hard to hold a thought in my head for the last couple of hours. So can we just get to the fucking?”
“Sure,” Joe said as he slipped off his shirt as well. “You two think you’ve eaten enough and are ready for all of this?”
Nora was stripping down much faster than her friend, revealing she hadn’t put a bra on, her chocolate covered nipples already a little stiff as she pulled down her sweatpants and panties. “Fuck, I hope so,” she said. “I feel like I ate two full horses. I gotta burn all that off.”
“You’re not going to burn it off, stupid,” Anna said. “It’s all going to get converted into new bits and pieces of you. Shit, when we wake up, we’re gonna be like, over half a foot taller. That’s fucking wild, you know?”
“I’m more worried about those giant tits we’re going to get,” Nora said. “I feel like I’m big enough as it is. Getting bigger boobs isn’t exactly what I would call a priority for science. But we’re getting them with our new bodies anyway.”
“Well, you can learn to walk again once you wake up in a day or two,” Joe said as he saw Nora moving to bend over the edge of the bed. “You want it like that?”
“Sure,” Nora giggled. “Then you can just shove my unconscious body up on to the bed when you’re done with me. Once I’m unconscious, what do I care? C’mon, I shaved and everything, not like it’s apparently going to matter after this. What are you waiting for? Stick it in me!”
As Joe was getting his pants off, moving to get into position behind Nora, Anna groaned, rolling her eyes. “No fair you going before me!”
“You snooze you lose, babe!” Nora laughed before her giggle died and turned into a sultry moan as Joe shoved his cock into her from behind, and Nora immediately started priming, rapidly banging her balled up fists on the top of the mattress like a frantic little drummer. “FUCK! HOLY FUCK that was good! Encore! Bravissimo!”
Anna leaned her head down and moved to kiss Nora while Joe started to plow into her, and the two girls making out only gave him that much more incentive to keep on barreling into them. He was doing his best to remind himself that they were both going to be much taller the next time he was with them, and so not to try and commit too much of their figures to memory until after the molding was complete.
While he wanted to hold on as long as he could, in the end, he had only so much resistance, and found himself unloading into Nora much sooner than he would’ve liked, but of course, Nora didn’t complain, going straight from the best orgasm of her life to the ‘imprinting’ and molding coma without so much as the blink of an eye.
“That really is fucking wild,” Anna said to him as she helped him get her best friend all the way up and onto the bed. “And you’re really telling me all three of your other partners weren’t that tall a week or so ago?”
“They were all shorter than you and Nora were,” Joe said with a laugh. “They had more to grow than the girls on Tom’s team, so that’s why everyone’s still sort of walking funny, and constantly eating. Their bodies aren’t fully done with the remolding yet. All of the visible stuff’s done, but they’ve still got thin bones and frailer muscles. The doctors said that would be that way for a couple of weeks afterwards. Not as long for the girls on Joe’s team, because they aren’t growing as much.”
“Or getting as big of tits,” Anna laughed. “I’m probably going to spend, like, the first half hour after I wake up just playing with them, getting used to them. Speaking of which, I agree with Nora… I can’t think straight either.” She grabbed Joe and made him sit down on the edge of the bed before she moved to straddle his waist. “Once I’m done, just lay me down next to her. I remember them saying not to put a sheet on us or anything, which is wild, but they’re doctors, so I guess they know what they’re doing, right?”
“Let’s hope,” Joe responded, as Anna groaned when she pushed herself down onto his cock, the priming orgasm forcing her to cling tightly to him until it passed. He almost felt like there was an electrical spark when it happened, but Anna didn’t want to wait, as she started posting on him, bouncing up and down in his lap.
“Fuck, this is going to be worse than I thought, but in a very good way,” Anna whimpered at him. “I’m gonna get addicted to this. You feel so fucking good. Harder, you motherfucker, harder!”
Joe laughed a little bit. “Anna, you’re on top of me! I don’t have—”
“Do it!” she laughed. “C’mon!”
The two of them did their best to rut against one another for a few more minutes, but it wasn’t long before he could feel his breath quickening and when he locked lips with Anna, he knew his crescendo triggered hers, as they moaned together while he filled her up and sent her down the rabbit hole, her body devolving into tremors then stillness, as he laid her down on the bed next to her best friend.
With his two newest partners taken care of, he stood up and stretched his arms out, glad he was awake this time to check out the aftermath. The doctors had warned him that he could slip into another regeneration each and every time he was imprinting someone new, and that he needed to be prepared to wake up with lost days sometimes.
When he walked out of the bedroom and into the living room area, he saw that Tori and Liv were latched like babies onto Clara’s exposed breasts, suckling on them, and the expression on Clara’s face could not have been more zoned out if she tried, as if the sensations of having her newly restored nipples had brought her so much bliss that her mind had fried.
The duo popped off Clara’s chest and grinned up at him. “Things go well in there, babe?” Liv asked him. “Sounded like it went well.”
He strolled over towards them as he nodded. “They’re both in the imprinting right now, so I’ve done my job. Looks like you two overloaded poor Clara,” he said with a laugh. “You had to know those were going to be extra sensitive.”
“They are, but I don’t think she minded,” Liv said, kissing his forehead. “Anyway, Tori and I have decided we’re gonna give it a go, have our first real lesbian experience together. You wanna watch?”
Joe nodded with a smile. His Team was gonna make it their way, but they were gonna make it.
