Many naked girls

Gwen couldn't believe her eyes, the same girl who had been eating her neighbor's pussy, was now there, on the street, in several places at once. Wherever she looked, she was there, sitting on a car, on a bench, but the strangest thing was that she saw her on the streetlights or flying ... FLYING. Also, the few who walked there were being assaulted by them. She saw a 45-year-old man receiving a blowjob while he was on the phone, a woman sitting in a cafeteria had her breasts exposed and massaged by one of the girls.

The words of that strange voice came back to her over and over again. Was this what he meant by modifying pollen? If she didn't have allergy symptoms meant being surrounded by these pollen girls, she wasn't sure she wanted it. She felt a hand on her ass, and when she jumped in surprise, turning to teach her pervert a lesson, she ran into one of those girls, staring at her with a smile.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed several more approaching, so she, wanting to get away from her, she ran from there to the train station, her original target. She ran through various streets, dodging pollen girls and people fucking like rabbits with them. At last, she went downstairs to the station, turning her head all the time to make sure she wasn't being chased. She stopped at the station, where a few people, normal at that hour, were waiting for the train, and allowed herself to catch her breath. Luckily for her, it seemed that none of those pollen girls were there, which was a relief. While she waited, she overheard a conversation between two close boys.

"The pollen is strong this year, from what my brother told me."

"Yes, my mother woke up with pollen in her bed, she had a hard time coming down to make breakfast."

"Sometimes I envy not having allergies" said one of the boys as she sighed, to which the other smiled, looking at the stairs.

"Well at least we will have a show, pollen girls are coming."

Gwen's eyes widened at that last and turned away. Sure enough, two pollen girls were floating down the stairs, and she was the target. In fear, she turned to the tunnel through which the train would come, willing it to arrive at once.