Safe for now?

Now that Sarah and her 4 companions were safe for the time being they could concentrate on other matters. They found an old barn no less than 100 miles from any city and set up another camp. Safe and out of sight, and with the approaching night to defend them they were compelled to make the best of the situation and get to know each other.

In all, there were 3 other women and 1 man in the party excluding Sarah. Joni and Jessica were two 19 year old twins with short dark raven hair, short statures who were very thin and very curvy. There was not a sharp corner, nor a crease to be found on their bodies anywhere. There breasts were small but rounded and they both had beautiful small hips and asses. When being addressed, they beamed at those who called them two beautiful wide grinned ear-to-ear smiles reminiscent of two giggling best-friends who knew something you didn’t. They wore matching pleated skirts that stopped at mid-thigh, and tight vintage t-shirts that hugged the contours of their bodies and hugged their sweater cows tightly. This gave them a sexy but non-revealing look.

The third girl was named Destiny. She was an older girl, about her early thirties with golden hair down to her waist. She had bright green eyes that shone like emeralds, even at night. She was a shy but friendly and approachable woman with a slim athletic build that belied her femininity. She was almost featureless; her body was straight with neither buttocks nor breasts giving much hint of the protrusions characteristic of a woman’s body. She was wearing a pair of tattered worn jeans and a purple wool sweater which gave her a frumpy appearance.

Lastly was a man named Michael. He was a tall slim red haired man of 21. He looked much younger due to his skater look. His face was soft and inoffensive and his most dominating characteristic was his long red hair that curled at the ends. It was long enough to cover his ears and this gave him the look of a young boy who one would expect to find hanging out at skate parks. He had on a pair of baggy black jeans with a blue work shirt and a grey hoody.

They all had stories to tell. The twins were from an area close to Sarah’s house, their mother and father had been taken away and their brother had gone missing too. They presumed he had been taken too, and though they didn’t know it at the time they were right because by this time they were the only humans left along with their companions. Joni and Jessica had barley escaped from their parents on an old gas powered motorbike.

They first went to a friend’s house where they found her safe and sound. She had not been outside yet by 10 am on Friday morning and was not aware of all the havoc because she was asleep. Her house had not yet been entered as far as any of them could tell so they began to board up the windows with tables and use pieces of chairs to brace all of the doors. As Join, Jessica and Heather were bracing the front windows they saw the mutants running by outside. They saw scores of normal people getting jumped on and becoming one of the freaks. They city was saturated by the screams of the victims and the looks of horror on people as their friends transformed in front of them

The name of Joni and Jessica’s friend had been Heather and the twins had hidden there with her for a while before she too was taken. They nearly cried trying the recall what happened. Apparently they had locked all the doors and windows and were retreating to the basement when Heather was pinned against the wall by the most mutated of all mutants. A black woman, with 12 soccer ball sized breasts whom could barely see over her own cleavage as they competed for space on her limited torso, ran out of the shadows where her dark skin offered her an advantage and encased Heather in a mammarian prison of wet wobbling breasts. Heather was pinned in the cleavage of the mutant against the wall. The black women reached around and grasped Heather by the neck, **** her mouth open and shoved a 3 inch nipple as thick as a shot glass and as dark as night into Heathers gaping mouth.

Joni and Jessica froze at this sight, whether they were surprised a mutant had still infiltrated the house after all their efforts or that they felt they were too late to save their friend doesn’t seem to matter now. As they told of the event of their friend’s “demise” they were guilty and depressed.

When Heather was left on the stairs and the mutant let go, she had eight mammarian behemoths bursting through her shirt. With the black woman’s attentions now being focused on them, the twins ran like hell out the door and took off on the bike. They ran out of gas later that night in downtown but by then the mutants had all retreated inside. There were only a few mutants in the downtown core anyway as they had all been mutated early that day at work or in the streets and had moved towards the suburbs where most of the population dwelled to quench their lust for whatever it was they lusted for. Sadly the civilian put up almost no resistance as most of the people taken in the first wave were taken in bed as the mutants spread like wildfire over the landscape just after sunrise.

Sarah found the twins wandering aimlessly at night and picked them up to save them. They drove around without direction for some time before sunrise made it necessary to hide. They found the parking garage on the edge of the city and hid the car on the top level where it could collect energy. No sooner had they gone 10 metres from the parked car when they heard sobbing not to far away. Following the sound they came across Michael, Mario and Destiny who had huddled in the cold darkness from the mutants. Destiny was in tears. Michael and Mario sat motionless looking out into the night, sad expressions on their face.

Michael and Mario had been baggage handlers at the airport close to the garage performing the overnight shift when everything happened. The Airport was the first place in the city to be hit. After everyone had been mutated the horde radiated outward into the surrounding buildings and so on and so forth. Destiny had been a traveller waiting for an early flight when the mutants appeared. She told Sarah that she believed they came from one of the international flights, as they were first seen pouring out of one of the gates in a mad rush all at once. She remembered the power failing at the international terminal, and through the windows she could see the lights of city buildings on the grid blink out one by one. The airport was illuminated by emergency generators and people were milling around startled by the darkness and wondering what was happening.

Then there was a crash at the gate door and mutants emerged. They ploughed through nearby airline workers, mutated them and then moved into the rest of the airport. Destiny had been waiting at an adjacent gate with her daughter when suddenly her 16 year old girl was attacked from behind. A massively endowed woman jumped on the seat behind her daughter and leaned forward. She grabbed the girl and dragged her over the back of the seat on to the floor. She watched in horror her child grow into a busty multi-breasted mutant woman who then tried to attack her. She had barely escaped with Michael and Mario onboard a still working maintenance buggy after she frantically ran through the hordes of people and mutants in the terminal.

Now it was just the 5 of them, they had made there way to a barn and were stuck here until they could figure out a new plan. Joni and Jess suggested that they find food, and it was agreed everyone would move in groups of 2 or 3. Michael stayed in the barn and worked on barricading the doors and shutting the windows while Joni and Jess looked for food. Destiny and Sarah worked on the fire pit.

Sarah got to know Destiny well. Although she didn’t know at the time, Destiny was the last human she would ever get to know before the end. She would never get the chance to know Joni or Jessica, and she would only know Michael for a few hours before. But she developed a strong liking to Destiny. Destiny turned out to be a soft hearted individual who rarely cast a disapproving glance in any direction, she was accepting and tolerant of Sarah as a person. They shared stories and memories of the world they both lost, of their children who were now gone and of what they missed the most. Sarah thought about Krista and Mandy a lot, she almost broke down under the pressure of the loss. At times she tried to consol herself, by telling herself they weren’t dead, that they are still living in another form, beautiful big breasted sirens of sexual ecstasy. She stopped thinking.

What had she thought?

Her skin itched, where the breast milk had spilt. She wasn’t sure if it was milk, but it was easier to call the white liquid something familiar. She hadn’t told anyone what she called it, but she was beginning to second guess her own motives. She was thinking pleasant thoughts about mutants, and affectionately referring to the white juice as breast milk. She stared at the white crusty stain on her pyjama’s left by the milk and felt her itchy skin. She felt a great need burning inside her, but what it was she didn’t know.

Her pause had caught the attention of Destiny, who was building the fire pit. “What’s wrong?” she asked. Sarah looked at her; she shook her head to clear the milky clouds on her brain and assured Destiny nothing was wrong. They both stared at each other for some time. Destiny was attempting to extract any response from Sarah but Sarah wouldn’t have it. This mental cold war went on against the backdrop of steady hammering coming from Mike’s efforts at boarding the door.

Sarah gazed at Destiny’s green eyes. Destiny, giving up, returned to work and Sarah followed suit. However, Sarah’s eyes never left Destiny’s body. She imagined herself making love to Destiny in her mind. She found Destiny to be quite striking although she was nowhere near the beauty that Mandy had been. “Or what Mandy has become.” She thought. She stopped again, cleared her head and returned to building the fire pit.

Not long after the barn had been prepared and barricaded did Joni and Jessica come back. There was a green house in an adjacent field owned by some company or another growing produce of all varieties. They carried with them baskets of apples fresh from the tree as proof. However, with these gifts they also brought with them bad tidings.

A mutant had seen them and tried to get them, but they escaped. They lost it in a corn field and made their way back to the barn. It called out and 2 more mutants came, and they knew they were in the barn. There was one more thing they bode ill as well. There had been something else the mutants saw that gave away the fact that this barn wasn’t abandoned.

The car, the mutants saw it, and it was gone. In all the noise of the work in the barn it had been stolen and no one had known.