A Gas Station Stop

The following morning brought nothing but sorrow. Grace and Willow had slept in the cramped car, nearly cuddling one another for protection. It most certainly wasn't the most pleasant experience. Once again on the road, the two decided that they needed to make a pit stop at a gas station. Since they were in the middle of nowhere, they felt fairly safe exiting the vehicle, but just in case of any misshapes, Willow had taken a gun from her glove department.

They had driven nearly one-hundred miles away from their home town and had nothing but farmland and plains around them. In front of them was an old gas station. Looking in from outside showed no signs of anyone residents. Luckily the door was unlocked when they tried it. Now inside, Grace noticed she really needed to go pee. Telling Willow that she would be quick, Grace enters the restroom and finds a stall.

Safely tucked away, Grace drops her pants and panties to the ground, revealing her tight shaven pussy. As she takes a seat on the toilet, she hears the unmistakable sound of heavy breathing in the stall next to hers. Her eyes widen in surprise, how could she be so stupid as to not check the other stalls?! Looking down she saw two feet dressed in transparent-black stockings and a pair of black panties on the floor. Not wanting to take any chances, Grace jolted back up to her feet, redressed, and exited the stall. Fully aware that she was not alone.

Hesitantly she takes a step toward the closed stall, "Hello?" she calls out.

"Oh, is someone there?" a woman calls out, "Thank God, I was wondering when I would be serviced."

Grace hears the sound of feet pattering against the floor and watches as the stall door opens. On the other side stood a woman with long, wavy brunette hair. The only thing she was wearing were the stockings. Grace stared at the woman's bare trimmed vagina. Her eyes completely vacant — she was infected.

"Come here, sweetie, I've been waiting for someone like you to show up for a while." the woman took both her hands and cupped her enormous breasts, lifting one of them up and licking her erect nipple. Grace felt a warm sensation run down her legs as the woman approached her. Grace was completely frozen, incapable of movement. Move! — she yelled to herself. The woman drew in closer to Grace and before she knew it, Grace was kissing her. She quickly found herself losing a grasp on her mind, her only thought being that of sex with this woman.

But Grace was determined, she couldn't let herself fall victim to some random woman. With a new found reserve of strength, Grace breaks away from the woman and just in time as a loud crack nearly blows out her eardrum, leaving her in a daze.

"Are you okay?" Willow wrapped her arms around her like a mother protecting her child. Grace found herself smothered between Willow's large breasts. Strange... She... She never seemed to notice how big they were until now. Looking back, Grace saw the corpse of the woman that had kissed her. Shivers run down her back and she quickly turns away.

"I-I'm fine, just a little shaken up."

"Good, now let's get out here and get you a change of clothes."