Chapter 23
by 
Drakavius
What's next?
Melissa Gets Away
Melissa wasn't sure how long she laid there. Cum covered, aching with overwhelming pleasure, feeling almost paralyzed.
Her mind kept drifting off into lude and carnal imagery, her body's few movements not entirely of her own will.
She struggled to her feet, and achingly **** herself to try getting dressed. With the frustration of her bra no longer fitting her breasts, and their sensitivity she ended up giving up on that leaving her blouse hang open absentmindedly.
Her pants seemed to fit easily enough, that is until they met her newly flared hips and rounded ass.
Giving up on them she grabbed one of the buggies for support and staggered with it as a walker to the hall. She had to get out of here. Who knows how many of those things now lurked the hallways, eager to tease, please, and... Melissa staggered her train of thought derailed by a climax as she got the buggy into the freight elevator.
She leaned against the wall of the elevator as it travelled down grateful she didn't see anyone, or had been seen. She wasn't sure she could control herself, she wasn't sure why she had become hornier than she could have ever imagined.
She sneaked through the back corridors to the loading dock, ditching the buggy on the dock before locking herself in the cab relieved to have escaped that building. She glanced at the time and wondered about whether to call the yard, or just go there. Or if she should get home and into some clothes that fit... one voice screamed to just drive straight and far away.
Another cried for her to find someone to fuck, ANYONE to fuck.
