Get the car

"Aw, fuck," is all you think to yourself as your two companions disappear off into the mall. For a moment you consider chasing after one of them, or perhaps making a quick detour to the gun store to pick up a real weapon. However, you decide that Amanda's right and you should all get the Hell out of here as fast as possible. With that thought, you heft your sword and start running in the direction of the parking garage where you left your car.

As you dash through the mall, you notice panicked mallgoers running back and forth around you. At one point you even spot the distinct muscular red figure of Amanda's father off in the distance, a pair of teens around Megan's age in his clutches. He's vigorously banging one up against a wall, while the other is ensnared by his demonic tail, the cock-like tip firmly shoved down her throat pumping her full of tainted seed. Both girls seem far gone, grunting and moaning in pleasure as they are violated while groping their own bodies as well as the incubus' heavily muscled form. The sight is a shocking reminder that your time is limited, and there are about to be a lot more demons around. This spurs you into hurrying even faster.

Suddenly, a thin, attractive blonde around your age begins to directly approach you. Judging from her classy appearance, clothing, and make-up, you figure she must be a sales assistant at one of the women's fashion boutiques. However, her blouse appears disheveled and torn, and her neatly styled hair is likewise tussled. Her blouse is also unbuttoned, and you are momentarily distracted by her impressive cleavage.

You're about to ask if she's alright, when you notice the hungry, almost animal look in her eyes. Suddenly the blonde lurches towards you, grabbing you. Startled, you drop your sword and are barely able to hold her back as you shove against her shoulders with both arms as her heavy tits press against your chest.

"Kiss me, stud!" the woman growls huskily, opening her mouth and rolling out her tongue. You notice with horror that her mouth and tongue are thoroughly coated with sticky black strands of foul, tainted demon cum. The sudden arousal you felt being face to face with this hot blonde is abruptly replaced by rising disgust as the infected woman's tainted, fetid mouth draws within inches of your face.

With renewed strength from your rising revulsion, you manage to shove the infected woman away, sending her crashing ass-first onto the faux-marble floor of the mall. From this angle you notice that underneath her skirt, her panties have been torn away leaving her bare snatch exposed; disturbingly, her pussy lips are fully engorged and her crack is dripping heavily, thick sexual fluids running down her leg.

There's nothing you can do for her; you pick up your sword and take off before she can recover and come at you again. You're only a few feet away from the girl when a couple of shirtless teen boys around Megan's age come at you with a similar mindless predatory look on their faces. You notice with disgust that their flies are undone and their fully engorged cocks are jutting straight up out from their jeans.

With a powerful wind-up, you smash one of the approaching infected teenagers in the face with the flat of your sword. Blood begins to ooze from his smashed nose and mouth as he crumples to the floor. Continuing with your momentum, you smash into the other teen with a powerful shoulder bash, sending him reeling backwards.

Dashing past them, you continue on your way. Several dozen feet later, as you round a corner you take a quick look back, and your heart sinks a little as you see the two infected boys have the blonde store clerk sandwiched between them, the three of them rutting shamelessly with savage fury, well on their way in their transformation into wanton sex demons.

The remainder of your trip is thankfully uneventful. As you make it to your car, you toss your broadsword in the passenger seat and pull out of the parking garage as fast as possible, dodging your fair share of fleeing bystanders as you drive up to the North entrance.

Neither Amanda, Megan, or any of their friends seems to be there yet. You wait for them, every second seeming like an hour. Suddenly, after a couple of minutes, your cell phone begins to ring. You remember that you gave Amanda your number, and she might have texted it to Megan.