She inspects the infected central station and decides its time for a bit fresh air

After she was done with Alex, Rebecca finally looked around the central station, at last able to see what was going on there. To describe it in two words: chaos incarnate. At every corner, in every little store, and against every wall stood men and women that were fucking their souls out. Most of the infected only looked like muscular copies of their former selves, maybe a too large cock here or a way too big pair of boobs there. Some futas were also around, fucking each other or some busty women into their kind at the nearby ticket-counter. Rebecca could see Carolina from the train. The first girl transformed into a futa by her own father was getting her cock sucked by a woman, who was being fucked in her big ass by another futa. The whole central station has turned into a massive orgy, full of the great selection of different kinds of sexy creatures. Rebecca was sure that even if someone has escaped, her friends had gotten at least ninety percent of the people.

She strolled satisfied through the main floor and watched all these people enjoying themselves and pleasured each other into the next climax. She ignored the spurts of semen that splattered in her path as she made her way back to the main hall. The situation was not different here: dozens of people were fucking each other in different positions and in different numbers. Some girls got a bukkake festival, some men were surrounded by four women and other pairs were roughly fucking on the ground. Rebecca paused her walk for a moment and enjoyed the sounds of pleasure that echoed through the hall. She has done the first step. Rebecca still wasn’t sure how long she was locked in her sexual bloodlust a few seconds ago. The sun was shining through the glass door and thus it must have been at least an hour, maybe more. The voice in her head was gone quieter now and the hate for Alex was slowly receding and replaced by the lust again. But Rebecca hoped it wouldn’t lead her to such a loss of control in the next few hours again.

After all, I infected the train station, she thought by herself. _We_ll…not only me. But I did my part.

She smiled in satisfaction at the thought of it and made her way to the still blocked entrance. Two women were sucking an enormous cock from a man, who sat on the smashed bench she had moved towards the door.

“Get up,” she said to him and waved her hand, to signal that he should go. The man didn’t seem to recognize her, he just grabbed one of the women and pushed her head in his lap. “Fine,” Rebecca sighed. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

She grabbed the end of the bench and pushed. The man fell from the bench as it slid to the side, his girls rushing after him until the trio was making out on the ground. Rebecca grabbed the closed glass doors and pushed them open. She stood in the sunlight and looked at a great place, were a crowd of people was standing at the near bus-stations. Obviously they were annoyed about the locked front door of the central station and the fact that they couldn’t get to any trains. Luckily none of the police **** was there, who could maybe help by breaking through the doors. Rebecca furthermore could see the great number of taxis and people who were walking in the next streets. The horde wasn’t there yet.

Rebecca ignored that some of the people recognized her as a monster, screaming and horrified or pointed at her, she turned around to the main hall. Some of the infected already noticed the open door and glared at Rebecca, as if they awaited an order. Rebecca smiled and raised her voice. “I know you've had fun. But there are many out there who still need a good time.”

More and more of the group-sex-sessions were stopped and more and more heads turned to Rebecca. All of them looked a bit confused, because they were interrupted in their pleasure, but all of them seemed to understand what she had said.

“I think you know what to do,” Rebecca said and with a swing of her wings she was in the air again, flying over the hall like a demonic angel, who heralds her submissive slaves. “Go out there and get that fresh meat! Go out and fuck everyone as long as they aren’t infected with our gift yet! Pleasure yourself! Enjoy yourself!”

It was like she had broken a dam. In one second, men and women stood up from the ground and left the main hall in a rush. In seconds, the door was flooded with naked people, all trying to get out at once. Some of the people at the back moved to the windows and crushed them with their bodies.

Rebecca watched, fascinated, how most of the infected left the main hall and stormed out in the fresh air to get their prey. She landed at the door and watched the naked crowd as they drew the non-infected into their massive orgy. For a moment, she thought about going to tell Sue and Jess what she had done. But her plans were immediately interrupted.

“Well then,” a cheerfully seductive voice spoked behind her. “I don't think we know each other. But you've done some impressive work here.”

Rebecca turned around and for the first time since her infection, her mouth opened in surprise. Behind her stood a woman. The most perfect woman Rebecca have ever seen, with red hair, her wings practically burning in the same colour. She had shadows formed around her eyes, which glimmer with red as well. Her naked body was the most gorgeous and completely overshadowed any woman who was fucking in the main hall or on the floor. As the woman moved to her with elegance that a top model would envy.

Rebecca felt to her knees. She knew who this was and seeing her was the highest honour she could imagine. “My mistress,” she said submissively. “I…I’m so honoured.”

“So you know me, but I don’t know you,” the woman said and looked at her with great interest. “What’s your name, love?”

“Rebecca,” Rebecca said breathlessly.

“Now, Rebecca.” the woman said with an inviting smile. “I’m Kaitlyn. Why don’t you tell me about how you have managed to infect the whole central station?”