You let them out

You were pondering what to do with all the caged and feral women. Mrs Harris and Mrs Locknae needed to be taken back home, but the others were a problem. Your parents had a big house, but at the moment you weren’t sure you could house an extra thirty or forty women. And you couldn’t realistically fuck each and every one of them. But you couldn’t just leave them here to starvation and **** either.

Mr Spellman came up beside you. “Alan’s going to be here shortly, but how are we going to get our women to come along peacefully?”

You gestured to the small gun in his hand, and the tranquilliser rounds.

“I’m not really happy about drugging them,” he replied.

You gestured at Mrs Harris stacked tits and smooth, toned stomach which contrasted with the wrinkles of her face and grey hair. You **** yourself to speak slowly and softly as you could, wincing through the pain. The words ran together clumsily, each syllable hurting. “Withthe changes..they can… take it…”

Spellman huffed an acknowledgment, took out his gun and shot Mrs Harris and Locknae, dropping them in moments. After that was done you looked around for any kind of locking mechanism and managed find a control set up by one of the tables. You were tired and a little wounded from all of the excitement so it took you a moment to get your head around the controls and open their individual cells.

Alan came hobbling in, guided by Jessica and Yolanda. He took a moment to gape at the imprisoned women but quickly snapped to attention when he spotted Mr Locknae’s bloodied form. It was a whole process loading the wounded man into the truck, alongside the **** women and it was quickly clear that you would have to sit in the back tray of the overloaded truck.

But before you did that, you rushed back inside and returned to the cages. Taking a breath you spoke to the mob of feral women.

“Ah…All of you…will…” you turned and spat some blood from your bleeding tongue, then continued, “wait inside for….five…minutes…”

Watching as they grew still at the sound of your voice, you returned to the controls and switched off the locking mechanism. There was a clanking sound and all of the cell doors began to swing open. You felt a moment of terror seeing how the legion of lusty eyes fell upon you, but they didn’t move an inch, just as you had commanded.

You returned to Alan’s truck, climbed into the back tray and gave the signal to leave. The vehicle had just begun to roll down the road when you felt a sharp prick just below your right shoulder, and when you touched the area you pulled out a tranq dart.

“GET BACK HERE AND FUCK ME AGAIN!”

Your eyes nearly exploded out of your head when you saw the police officer running after the moving truck, gun in hand, tits bouncing with every step.

Confusion danced across your mind. You had fucked her, even came inside her! So why was she still feral? It came to you a moment later, and as you slipped down into the tray and unconsciousness took hold, you cursed birth control…