The S.U.N. and The Peter Pan Project

Chapter 7

A/N. Hey guys, just to warn you that this chapter gets pretty harsh when we're described the drug's effect on four teenagers. It's nothing too detailed (it's just a couple of sentences really) but it may be deemed unsuitable for some of you... I hope it won't put you off and that you'll still enjoy this chapter and the rest of the story... Let me know! :)

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The video was about fifty minutes long.

It started off with four teenagers, two boys and two girls, who must have been between sixteen and eighteen years old, having fun in a huge outdoor swimming pool.

The scene was soon cut, as the four teenagers were suddenly shown all dressed up, sitting around a table.

For a short while, we witnessed the usual banter of boys flirting with girls who seemed to enjoy the attention.

It got interesting when one of the girls mentioned “a surprise” and grabbed her purse from where she got a shiny piece of paper with what looked like four really small blue stamps on it.

The camera suddenly zoomed in on them so that the letters P.P. present on each stamp were now fully visible.

When Matt’s hand tightened on my shoulder, my hand instinctively flew up to cover his.  I don’t know whether it was his sudden intake of breath or the far too pleasant buzz that coursed through my body at this simple contact that made me realize what I had just done, but when it finally sank in, I immediately took my hand away and decided to sit on it to prevent any further unplanned moves.

Loud giggling came from the screen so I looked back up and saw that the four teenagers were now standing excitedly around the stamps.

One after the other, they pressed a finger on a stamp which then remained stuck on their fingertip.

When they each had their own blue stamp, they started counting down:

"Cinq – quatre – trois – deux – un – C’est parti!"

They all placed the stamp on their tongue and closed their mouth to let it melt.

We could see the fear in their eyes as they nervously showed the only evidence of their elicit action to the camera: the double P now imprinted backwards on their fingertip.

They got very quiet for a moment and kept looking at one another.

Five minutes went by in this strained silence before their eyes suddenly seemed to pop open like those of an electric doll toy when you pressed the “on” button.

Knowing what was next I decided to go back to Coldplay.

I pulled my knees up, wrapped my arms around them with my head on top, closed my eyes and let the music take me away from the horror of the images that would follow.

I had already seen how these four teenagers, under the influence of the crazy amount of pheromones the drug contained, suddenly transformed into totally inhibited and greedy for sex individuals.

If for the first few minutes, we simply witnessed two horny couples making out heavily onto separate sofas, the lines soon got blurred as they lost any sense of reality when the drug started to take control.

The next twenty minutes got crazy and they all had sex together, multiple times.

There were no feelings displayed, no humanity.

They were like animals, the boys pounding repeatedly into the girls who had given them free reign, with more and more violence.

The sickest part of the scene taking place on the screen was that they didn’t seem affected by what they were doing.