Try to save Valarie

Agent Johnson grabbed his holster and bee lined for the door.

“Whoa, where are you going?” Agent Heffner inquired, quickly stopping him.

“We have to act now if we want to save Mrs. Richardson.” He quickly answered, pushing Heffner out of the way.

Agent Heffner sighed, grabbed her jacket, and followed suit.

***

The two agents made their way toward ‘Around the World in 80 Cocks’ and took caution. They slowly crept into the building, the only sound that resonated were their footsteps on the brick. As they entered the building, they took stock in their surroundings. It was apparent that no one had been active for at least a few days. Condoms were strewn about littering the floor along with some food wrappers. “Do you think she’s even alive?” Agent Heffner asked.

“Look around,” Agent Johnson responded. “Some of these condoms still have…stuff in them.” He pressed his foot on one as some of its contents spewed out, making his point. Agent Heffner groaned in disgust as they continued down the hall. As they went deeper in to the building, they soon heard a faint moaning coming from one of the rooms. Agent Johnson moved quickly and kicked down the door. They were greeted by the sight of a heavily pregnant woman rubbing her belly, her darkened nipples rising and falling with each breath, her blonde hair, a mess. She started to rub her pussy as she looked toward the two agents.

“Mrs. Richardson?” Agent Heffner asked, her voice revealing her surprise.

The woman giggled. “I haven’t heard that name in a long time.” She sat up as she bit her lip. “I just thought my name was bitch.” She giggled again as she stood. Agent Johnson pulled up his gun and pointed it to her. “Oo…I wouldn’t do that.” As soon as she said that, several large men appeared, their bulging muscles throbbing, ready to strike.

Agent Heffner immediately dropped her gun as her partner kept his pointed. He gun shook as he tried to make a decision.