With help from a fellow prisoner

For the second time today, you open your eyes and leave a peaceful slumber. It’s weird. Despite being in this cold, bleak cell, you still sleep like a brick. It must have something to do with how exhausted you are after you keep getting screwed senseless. Coming to your senses makes you embarrassingly aware that your legs are entwined with your mentor’s, putting your private parts in direct contact. You crawl away, causing Stump to stir a bit. Fortunately, she falls back to sleep. Phew.

You’ve got to stop having sex with Professor Stump! You won’t deny, she has an awesome body by any standard, but especially for her age. Her ass is really tight and elastic, and her boobs are big and soft and give her a sort of motherly feeling that contradicts her rough personality. But that gap in her personality just makes her cuter! It’s impossible to decline her when her cold armor cracks and she gets all affectionate… To top it all off, the wholesome relationship you’ve had up until this point makes it feel like a thrilling taboo to finally… N-No! Bad Emilia! Keep your hands off! And your pussy, too, for that matter!

“Hey. Emilia.”

Your guilty conscience causes you to jump at the sudden voice. It didn’t sound like Professor Stump. You scan your surroundings and see another woman in the cell across from yours, kneeling on the ground and looking straight at you. She has the same shackles around her wrists as you and Stump, and is stark naked aside from a blue police cap and white gloves. Oh! That blue, shoulder-length hair! That petite, hourglass figure! And those medium-sized, bouncable boobs! It’s Officer Jenny! …Some of that **** must still be floating around in your system, right? That’s the only explanation for how focused you are on women’s proportions right now.

“Officer Jenny!” you exclaim. “What are you doing here?”

She smiles bitterly. “Not exactly living out my finest hour, that’s for sure…” Oh, yeah. Maybe that was kind of a dumb question. She explains, “I was investigating a series of disappearances in Rifure Town. I found this place and investigated. I was able to sneak around and gather some intel, but before I could escape and report the whole operation, I got caught. Now I’m just another sex **** for these Rocket goons.” She sighs. “But with you here, that could change.”

Your eyes light up. “Ooh, are we gonna team up again?”

“That’s what I’m hoping,” she answers.

Your mind flits back to the last time you teamed up, and- ah. That was the time you both got defeated and used by a bunch of rowdy bikers. You’ll just have to do better this time. With Professor Stump here, things will be different, right?

Jenny continues, “I was going to try breaking out of here alone, but my chances are a lot better with you. And, uh…” She motions to Professor Stump, who’s still passed out. “…Is she gonna be able to make it too?”

“Sh-She’ll make it!” you reassure her, trying to ignore how content Stump seems with the status quo. “What’s the plan? The professor is really smart so I’m sure she can help.”

“Right outside this room, the first turn to the left is a room with a generator. There’s always a guard on duty, and the hallway leading up to the room is too long for a surprise attack. But if someone can lure the guard around the corner, we can take him out before he sounds the alarm. He’ll also be carrying the key to the Generator Room. Once we’re in there, we can turn off the power to the whole facility. That will let us get into the ventilation shaft without getting torn apart by the fans. There’s a shaft leading from the Generator Room, straight to the Supplies and Equipment room. That’s where they’re keeping our stuff. It’s also right next to the entrance. We’ll get our stuff and flee the facility before they’ve even got the power back on.”

“That’s great!” you cheer. “But how do we get out of our cells?”

“That’s the hard part. I have an idea for that, but it’s far from foolproof. I should be able to pull it off myself, but if things go south, I might need you and your friend to pitch in.”

“You can count on us!” you proclaim.