The Doctor swam out of his clinic and breathed a sigh of relief. Even with the two new nurses who he had hired, the pressure was just too high. Every day another twenty Sea Monkeys came in, suffering from what every one in the colony was suffering from. There was a flu epidemic going around and they just didn't have the resources to treat it effectively.

He looked forlornly at the small needle in his hand. He had promised himself that he would quit but the stress was just too high and he just couldn't fight it any longer. He floated around the corner of the clinic and looked around to see if anyone was looking. After a careful check, he injected the needle into his stomach and slowly released its contents into his stomach.

The effect was nearly instantaneous. All the semi-digested food in his system started melting into bubbles that jerked him around and stimulated the pleasure sections in his brain. He leant against the wall as he watched all the imaginary Sea Monkey chicks lining up for their turn to mate with him. He smiled in pleasure as he jerked from a particularly large bubble.

"Doctor. DOCTOR!"

"You have to wait your turn, pretty lady. There are young maidens much prettier than you who haven't had a chance to mate with me yet," he replied to the voice.

"What the hell are you talking about, Doctor? It's Vanessa, the nurse. Don't you recognize me?"

His rational mind, who up to that point had been having a few beers with its mates, suddenly stooped bludging and got back to work. All the imaginary women suddenly disappeared and he was left with only an extremely ugly and worried one.

"Ayyyy! Come baaack! Was it something I said? HIC!" He said with a depressed frown on his face, while his rational mind contemplated suicide.

"Are you stoned?" Vanessa asked.

"Of course not. I'm having umm..... a serious depressive burst. Yeh, that's it. HIC! Hehe, that was a good one." He said as he staggered a bit to the left. "You're kind of sexy, Vantasse." He started kissing the bulging hair under her armpits. "But the glasses have to go. HIC!"

"I think you better get inside," she muttered as she dragged him back into the clinic. She looked around for an empty bed but they were all full so she pushed the patient that was on the nearest bed off. The patient floated off a few centimetres but was jerked to a halt by the wire that was still connected to him and his head was snapped off from the pressure; death was instantaneous.

After disconnecting the cord, she threw the doctor at the table. The impact nearly broke his back. She was freakishly strong under all that ugliness. While his rational mind desperately knocked on the door to his Conscious, it decided that maybe she wasn't right for this profession.

"I know just the trick. In medical school we were taught that it could break people out of any delirium. Now where is it? Oh, here it is," she said over her shoulder. She placed a small object in what looked like a radio and pushed a button. Terrible music filled the room and soon all the patients were groaning and trying to escape from their beds. Even in his hallucination the doctor recognized it as the banned music of the singer "Sealion Die-on". After only a few seconds of listening to it the effects of the drug had worn off and he was struggling to get out of the bed.

"Turn it off! TURN IT OFF!" He screamed in agony.

"Oh, sure." The music stopped. He breathed a sigh of relief as she released him and he regained his composure. But when he remembered how he had tried to seduce Vanessa, the ugliest woman in the colony by anyone's standards, he shuddered and lost his composure again.

"Come, Vanessa, we have lots of work to do."

Jim, leader of the colony, was having a meeting with some of his chiefs, about the epidemic. While in the middle of a conversation he was interrupted by Wacko, his Science chief, who had just got some vital information.

"What is it, Wacko?" He asked wearily. The epidemic had been a strain on them all, if they had been infected by it or not.

"Check for yourself on the main screen."

Jim waved his hand at the attendant who activated the screen. What they saw made them blush; for every Sea Monkey was having promiscuous sex with the closest member of the opposite sex. "There's even kids doing it! I didn't know that was possible!" Jim said in astonishment.

"It shouldn't be," Wacko replied.

"What are we supposed to be doing?" Shelly asked Billy.

"Lets just copy the adults. I think this goes in here."

"That's my bum!"

"Yeh, so?"

"Are you sure it's supposed to go there?"

"Actually, no. Thanks Shelly. It has to go here."

"That's my vagina."

"I know."

"It doesn't even fit up there. Are you sure it's meant to go there?"

"Ahh... yep."

"Nothing's happening though. I wonder why the adults are having such fun with it."

"Shelly?"

"Yeh?"

"Do you want to just go to school, like we're supposed to?"

"Nah, I think we're supposed to stay here."

"OK."

Jim shuddered. "What the hell is going on? Why aren't we doing it?"

"I don't have any idea. Maybe the Doctor will know about it," Wacko suggested.

"Good idea. Establish contact with the Doctor," Jim ordered. The attendant complied and soon the inside of the Doctor's clinic was on the viewscreen. At first they couldn't see the Doctor then they saw him under a mass of hair that resembled a girl. "Good Gods! That's Vanessa! The Doctor is having sex with Vanessa! Turn it off! TURN IT OFF! Oh my fragile mind!"

The viewscreen went blank and they breathed a sigh of relief. "I will tap into the Doctor's computer and get the information it has gathered. Holy Shit! Okayyyy....... I think I'll run the results through the Plain English dictionary. That's better. Apparently it's some powder that the gods added that makes us extremely horny," Wacko said once he had floated over to the main computer terminal.

"Why would they want us to be horny?"

"I'll check through the records." Wacko listened to something for about five minutes and then smiled in triumph. "I believe it was a mistake, Sir."

"A mistake?"

"Yes. They meant to give us powder that would cure us. I believe that they will set it right in a day, maybe more."

"In the mean time, what will be the effects? What happens if they never set it right?"

The Health Minister butted in. "Sir, people will be exhausted so their immune system will be weaker. This could kill off most of the population if it goes on too long."

"Don't worry. The powder will wear off in less than a day." Wacko said after glancing at the screen for a brief moment.

"This is all very well but we have to stop it entering this room. We can't afford to be ahh...... distracted."

"Awwww...... Come on!!! I haven't done it in over a year!" An old timer shouted out from the other side of the room.

"Ah, Sir," Wacko said worriedly, "my sensors indicate that it's already in the room."

"Then why aren't we....." Jim was interrupted by all the men suddenly making mad rushes for all the woman. Jim and Wacko were left by themselves as a writhing mass filled their site.

"Guess we're the odd ones out," said Jim, "unless you dabble in homosexuality?" The last was a desperate plea.

"NO!"

"Neither do I. Awww.... Come on!!"

"NO!"

"Very well. What should we do?"

"I think we should go to our rooms and wait it out."

"Good idea. My offer is still open."

"For the last time, NO!!!!!!"

"That's not fair. I'm horny!"

After a few hours everyone started getting tired and disentangling themselves from each other. But for some odd reason they couldn't stop doing It even though they were about to collapse from exhaustion; there was one exception to this. Because of some lingering effects of the drug, the Doctor's horniness wore off early, and to his horror he found himself entangled with the goddess of ugliness. As he screamed he wondered how it was physically possible to have sex with a women that ugly. He just couldn't remember how he did it. For the rest of his life he had to have counseling sessions twice a day and was nearly always stoned.

Wacko's theory was true and the powder wore off a bit less than a day later. Leaving half the Sea Monkeys dead from exhaustion and the other half dying from the flu. A few hours later one of the Gods added the medicine to the water and everyone was cured and happy again. Except for the Doctor and Jim, who never forgave Wacko for his rejection.