Alison froze at the sound of breaking glass. Turning around, she watched in horror as the infected girls used their breasts like battering rams! Their sheer size and weight pushing against the glass, causing it to crack and shatter. Alison, dumbfounded by what she was seeing, stood still. After what seemed like hours, the only barricade between Alison and the Girls was gone. The approaching girls smiled wickedly as they neared the lone blonde, who just stood still, watching in absolute horror.
"Get her!" Vicky yelled, running towards Alison, despite her massive breasts, at an alarmingly fast rate.
Alison started back-pedalling, there was no way she was going to suffer the same fate of the other girl. Her adrenaline-fuelled blood kept her running down the hallway, desperately looking for somewhere to hide. She knew she could keep running forever, and she knew that Vicky and Stacey were always right behind her, and without some-place to hide, she knew she would no doubt end up like the other girl, or worse, like Stacey and Vicky.
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