This choice: Someone startles her awake and she screams! • Go Back...Chapter #6Someone startles her awake and she screams! by: Jackal   Blaire shook her head as she sat up. How long had she been out? Five hours? Six? However long it was, night had long since fallen and she could hear crickets chirping softly. Blaire rubbed her eyes as she yawned, what was she doing up at this hour? Normally she would sleep until her sister practically screamed for her to get up, but not tonight, why?
Blaire shook her head as she reached for the tent zipper, something was up. Fingers wrapped around the zipper, she started to pull as two voices suddenly echoed through the night, very close.
"I found it!" the first voice called out. It was obviously a girl's, but who was she talking to? Blaire stopped pulling at the tent and listened carefully.
"Great, now remember, I get the short one." the second voice called back, again a girl's. But what did she mean 'get the short one'? She couldn't mean Blaire....could she? Blaire silently prayed that the two voices didn't belong to some infected.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Can we get this over with soon Monica? My tits are already starting to leak...." The first girl asked.
"Okay, fine. Since you want to be pushy, Sammy. I'm gonna give that short stuff the lap dance of her life!" Monica chuckled, unzipping the tent.
Blaire blinked as she screamed. Sammy's breasts looked like overinflated medicine balls and her nipples looked puffy and red, with a thick white liquid dripping from each nipple. Monica looked normal from the waist up, but her butt looked like hams. And both girls had a malicious grins pasted on their faces.
"Blaire, what are you screaming at?" Claire moaned, yawning as she sat up.
"C-Claire....I-I think w-we have visitors." Blaire stuttered, not wanting to take her eyes off her captors.
"Visitors. Now? What the he-....." Claire started, her eyes falling onto the two figures standing in the only escape route out of the tent. "What do you want?" She asked sternly, moving closer to protect her sister.
"You two lesbians?" Sammy asked, drawing a heated glare from Claire and a deep blush from Blaire. She shrugged, "Doesn't matter. The effect's still the same."
"You can do whatever you want to me, but please. Just let Blaire go." Claire pleaded, her eyes quickly filling with fear.
"Yeah right. I don't know about you, but I kinda want to try out the shorty." Monica snickered, grabbing Blaire by her legs and dragging her out into the open.
"Now then, lets get rid of these. By the time I'm done with you, you'll still be reeling from the experience." Monica stated, quickly unbuttoning Blaire's jeans and pulling them down. "Ooh, someone likes to go a bit wild, am I right?" Monica asked, staring at Blaire's V-string. Blaire felt her face redden, growing up a tomboy, Blaire had developed a certain lesbianistic view on women. With Monica sitting right on top of her, stripping her, Blaire couldn't stop the low moan escaping her lips, or the growing dampness in her panties. Unknown to her, these effects were doubled by the rapid exposure to the virus in the air.
"What are you doing to her!?" Claire shouted, watching in horror as Blaire reached around and gave Monica's ass a squeeze as the two proceeded into a deep, sensual kiss.
"Sammy, take care of her would you?" Monica asked, breaking from the kiss long enough to catch her breath.
"Already on it." Sammy answered, pinning Claire on the ground. "Say Aah." She mocked, slowly lowering her breasts near Claire's mouth. "Not a chance in-Mmmph!" Claire struggled as her open mouth acted as a beacon to the huge tit, pulling it into her mouth until the taste of breast milk filled it and she had to drink to breathe. As she drank, she placed a hand on her distending stomach as it filled with more and more milk.....
Blaire sat up screaming as her nightmare plagued her mind again. Sweat was pouring down her body as she regained her senses before she calmed back down. "You okay?" Claire asked, running back dripping wet with a towel from her shower. Blaire merely looked back up at her sister. "How long have we been here?" She asked as a Robin flew overhead,
"A few days. Don't worry, help's coming. Was it the nightmare again?" Claire asked, sitting down beside Blaire.
"Yes, but its just that, it seemed.....so real." Blaire whispered.
"I assure you it wasn't. Now come on, we have to get to the airport." Claire said, drying herself off and dressing before grabbing a bag and heading towards the hill. Blaire quickly put on a new pair of clothes before taking her own bag and jogging towards Claire. But as she caught up to Claire, Blaire could have sworn she felt something happening.... | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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