The Heavies have their say

Tamara pulled out the vial labeled “Experimental Cure.” Having more experience with technology than medicine, she wasn’t exactly sure what it was or how to go about figuring out how to apply it. Luckily for her, the vial also came with instructions, on a small folded piece of paper. “Inject 10ml of Experimental Cure into a Major Artery of the Afflicted. Apply Bandages and Encourage Rest”

Tamara looked up from the note she had been reading only to find herself smashed into by a giant, powerful fist. Tamara flew across the room, landing amongst the discarded medical supplies, the wind knocked completely out of her. She struggled to sit up, his vision blurry, but she managed to take in the scene before her.

It seemed that the two heavies had not only survived the turret fire, but had somehow snuck up on her. Tamara cursed herself for getting so easily distracted by the note. She should’ve known better than to forget her surroundings. Her body still reeling from the impact, she looked around to find her shotgun, finally spotting it resting uselessly atop a box some meters away, exactly where she had set it down.

To make matters worse, the aphrodisiac-crazed Luna was crawling her way toward one of the heavies, her eyes locked on its massive cock and a hungry look in her eyes. Starting to panic, Tamara’s eyes drifted back to the second Heavy, who was lumbering toward her, its massive member swaying with each step and its tentacles raised, ready to fire off a barrage of cum directly at her.