Option 2: Stairwell

Emi made her choice. The fire escape stairwell and Sunny Day Mall it was, regardless of her state of undress! Embarrassment or a public decency fine she could cope with; pregnancy not so much.

Emi reckoned the fastest and safest route would be along the longest route by distance but the most unobstructed. It meant running to the furthest wall and then running the corridor that ran parallel up the entire department before turning a right corner and reaching the back-office stairwell entrance. At least that was the theory. How it would actually playout, with feet and ass dripping with watery lotion she wasn't sure. But it was the best option she could come up with.

Now all she had to do was avoid getting caught by anyone who happened to be in the hallways. In particular Ethan and Sayaka.

She raced down the corridor that ran parallel with the department as planned. Most of the work pods and offices in this area were empty but a few had occupants and out of the corner of one eye she saw a couple of co-workers copulating on a desk. Good to know, as it meant that the Breeding Pass madness had spread out here already and she shouldn't try to bluff her way past any men.

Behind her, across the department she heard Sayaka shouting at Ethan "Here, there's lotion. She went this way!"

Not letting up Emi could see the back-office wall looming ahead of her. Then it was a right turn and ten metres to the fire escape.

"She's there!" screamed Sayaka about thirty meters behind her. The one flaw in Emi's plan was that the parallel corridor was long and straight and once her persuers had reached the start of it gave her pursuers an unimpeded line of sight to where she was. Emi risked a glance and saw a still naked Sayaka jump to one side to allow Ethan a clear run down the hall arms and legs pistoning.

Emi needed no further encouragement. She reached the end of the corridor and skidded around it.

Disaster!

She slipped on the carpeted floor and tumbled to the ground. Cursing she bounded to her feet and ran on. The fire escape was only

ten,

nine,

eight meters away. At that moment there was a yellow and dark blur in front of her and she realised the peroxide blonde office lady, Tsumugi from accounts, had barrelled through the fire escape door seconds later as Emi reached the fire escape she learnt why. Only a few feet away hot on Tsumugi's tail was the big black form of Tyler Johnson naked, with a large semi erect cock swinging and a Breeding Pass in hand. Instinctively Emi jumped past him and, but also past her stairwell escape route, and kept running. Perhaps considering her an easier target than the fully clothed Tsumugi Tyler began after Emi.

Emi's lungs were burning but she didn't stop. She kept running. The gym and swimming pool exit was the only hope now.

A rough diagram of Emi's route. Not to scale.