Concentrate fire in the turrets, he's going in!

As soon as the words leave his lips the mutamts let theur guns rip. Big boy stands up and slowly walks forward as bullets whizz all around him. He spins battles of his mini-lazer and begins to tell as his hard cock throbs pointing the way towards victory. As ye gets closer and closer to entering the building all rational though disappears from hisind. Nothing diverts his attention. Bullets ricochet off the armor Evelyn prepared for him, women and mutants alike howl as they're struck down, but the only thing Big boy pays attention to is the rage pumping through his veins and the scent of hot wet sex in the air.

Now that he is inside the building the women begin to panic. Many drop Thier weapons and try to escape but either fall in the crossfire or find themselves helplessly struggling to get past the barricade they constructed to block the front door. Big boy locks eyes with the Iron Maiden and he smiles as he sees shock cross her face. Then one of the turrets explode and she is sent flying backwards off the stage. The mutants cheer as they surge forward. Big boy drops his gun and runs as fast he can. That leather bound bitch needs to be shown her place.