A convincing piece of drama

Joanna was always a rebellious girl. She had four elder siblings and sometimes had a rough time with them, even though all of them liked each other. She moved out of her parents' house in the suburbs at seventeen, to live with her ex-boyfriend and now worked for a little bit money (and some tips from generous men). She leaned against the conservative opinion of her parents, that a girl had to be nice and “making men look only at your body isn’t a nice thing”, quote from her mum.

But Joanna thought otherwise and always liked to tease with a bit of skin there or some nice cleavage here. She was 23, a pretty young woman with long, black silky hair, great brown eyes, fitting to her natural chocolate-brown skin. Some mean people would call her a bitch, provoking the men with seductive looks or a short flirt. But Joanna just liked the male attention and how well she was treated by men when you she gave them a bit of attention. Nonetheless, she always had her taser with her, ready to give anyone who wanted to lay hands on her without her permission a shocking surprise. Usually she doesn’t used her tool for self-defense though, she just worked her shifts at the little indoor restaurant at the city central train station.

But today she was happy to have her little argument amplifier with her. It was near noon and Joanna had just taken a quick smoking break outside the restaurant. Because the restaurant's only exit was the entrance too, she needed to walk a bit through the main floor of the building, moving to one of the platforms to smoke and go back to her work. She was just riding down the escalator to the restaurant again when she heard screams from behind her. She turned around and saw that most of the people behind her had started running, apparently scared of something.

For a moment, Joanna thought about terrorists, a heist, or maybe a suicide from someone throwing themselves in front of a train. Then, from one of the escalators, the figure of a creature rose into the air and rushed over the heads of the panicking crowd. For a second, Joanna thought it was some kind of a animal, because of the wings, but as the being flew over her, she saw that it was a woman. A blonde, entirely naked woman, with horns and wings, like a creature from a fantasy movie. Joanna heard even more screams and as she finally looked away from this strange woman with wings, she saw that something way more dangerous was on the run: men and women, all naked, with cocks and tits so big, but still so perfect, that Joanna needed a second to realize she was in danger. Only as she saw the massive pack of naked people start to grab the “normal” people and pulling them to them, kissing them, and ripping their clothes apart, did she realize that she was in danger. She started running, elbowing herself through the crowd of people, who partially didn’t notice yet that something very odd was taking place here, and ran towards the little restaurant she worked in.

Behind her, she could hear loud moans, fast steps, and screams, but she didn’t look back. Instead, she skidded to a halt as a second naked woman with batwings, maybe a few years younger than herself, landed before her. Joanna could see the black-haired girl smile as she stopped a man, who tried to run away as well, and kissed him deeply. For a second, Joanna was on and on to help him, but then the man’s cock practically exploded out of his pants. Joanna’s eyes went wide as she saw it expand more and more, already shooting its load over a few other men, who instantly stopped their escape and turned around to face the little girl. Joanna watched in shock as they groaned loudly, tearing their clothes apart and loosening their belts as well. Their cocks erected in seconds before her eyes and all of them rushed to the demon-girl, who started sucking the first man’s cock eagerly.

Joanna started running again, trying to reach the door of the restaurant. She wouldn't be part of this strange sex-session, something very dangerous was going on here. No normal man would have this reaction to a kiss or even a drop of cum. It was like these strange naked demons could transform people into that and Joanna didn’t plan to be part of that at all. Yes, she liked sex, but this was nothing normal and probably very dangerous. She needed to get to safety, fast, before something could make her like that too.

Joanna was only a meter away from the glass door when she felt a hand grabbing her by the shoulders. She tried to free herself, but the grip of the man was way too strong. She turned around and saw the grinning face of a muscular man, with short black hair, naked as well. His cock was the biggest she ever saw, and she had seen many in her young life, pre-cum leaking out of the tip.

“Gotcha,” the man said triumphantly. “Now, go on girl, suck this diiiiiyaaaaaaaah!”

He didn’t manage to finish his sentence. Joanna has taken her taser from her belt and had shot the little high-voltage ammunition at the bare chest of her occupant. He instantly let go of her and fell to his back, muscles locked. Joanna didn’t care, she just ran towards the door of the restaurant, opened the door and closed it immediately. Her hands were a bit shaky, but she managed to lock the door, after which she turned around. There were six more people in the room. Five of them were guests, three woman and two men, who watched outside with open mouth. Behind the bar stood Joanna’s colleague and friend Nick. He was a bit older than her, a skinny, average looking guy, with brown hair, who came to her as she entered.

“What the fuck is going on out there?” he asked and stared aghast outside. “Are these people fucking? What are they, how can they do…what the fuck?”

“I don’t know what is going on there,” Joanna said, still a bit panting. “But something is wrong. There are some weird people out there. With wings and stuff and they are all naked, fucking everyone. I don’t know what they are, but I think we know what they want.”

She stared outside and saw how more and more people were tearing apart their clothes to join the massive orgy. Nick mumbled something about “missed the way to the swinger club”, but Joanna wasn’t up for a joke. She walked to the door and activated the button for the louvers. They lowered in front of the windows and Joanna pulled the curtain for the door too. Now they couldn’t see anything outside, but coul still hear the moans and the screams of the growing orgy.

“We stay here,” Joanna announced with raised voice to the inmates of the restaurant. She tried to sound as confident as possible, even though she was not sure how long they could stay. “We can still call the police. Somebody will come for sure.”

“You sure?” Nick mumbled to her as the guests began speaking frightened to each other.

“Don’t know,” Joanna responded worried. “But I won’t go out there, that’s for sure. I don’t want to get fucked in the middle of the day, out there, in public.”

“Same,” Nick said and nodded. “I'll try to call someone who can help. I think we’re safe here.”

“Hopefully,” Joanna sighed. “Well, at least I had my taser with me.” She touched the little device at her belt and smiled. “And you always laughed about it.”

“Yeah, yeah, alright,” Nick said and smiled as well. “I try to call the police. Maybe you calm the guests?”

“I’ll try, but…” Joanna stopped her sentence as someone pounded at the door behind her. It sounded like someone was trying to break in, with their whole body smashing against the door.

“HELP ME!” a female voice screamed outside. “SOMEBODY! HELP MEEE!”

Joanna and Nick looked at each other, worried, unsure what they should do, while the voice of the female still screamed frightened. “PLEEEAASE! SOMEBODY! HELP!”

“Shall we…” Nick started concerned, but Joanna had pulled the curtain away to look outside. Pressed against the window was a purple-skinned girl, little horns pushing out of her long, violet hair. She screamed in agony, struggling against a muscular man that had just pushed his cock into her ass as she was pushed rhythmically against the door, her big tits pressing against the glass. The eyes of Joanna and the girl met and the strange person outside screamed again. “OPEN THE DOOR! HE'S **** ME! HELP ME! PLEASE!”

Joanna hesitated a second. Then she looked to Nick, who stared at the girl with fright and concern. All the other guests glared at them with the same look, the women even more shocked than the men.

“PLEASE!” The girl screamed. “I PROMISE…I…AM…NOT…LIKE THEM!”

“What should we do?” Nick asked his face turned pale, while the purple girl outside screamed her soul out.