Everyone who had a uniform was wearing one. Those who didn't were wearing a salacious approximation of what someone might wear if they were an adventurer or pirate in order to look dangerous. Thankfully they hadn't needed to visit any of the closed shops to find their costumes; Ving had enough leather pants of her own. Everyone was armed with at least a pistol, aside from Vile and Tonna -- who were already far more dangerous than any gun.

The ship had set down close to the country manor, but the long path leading to the house took its toll on their patron. He handed a key to Hannah, who took it, trying not to judge the man. It seemed odd to her that he had endured their fun when they met but was weak and covered in sweat after a short walk. Had they not brought the ship with them, she could have understood, the hike would have taken an hour or so.

“Will you be joining us inside at all?” Hannah asked.

“Oh no,” he replied, a bit quickly. “I'm sure you will have your hands quite full. I don't need you to worry about me. I'm sure I will be fine back on the ship.”

Hannah grinned. Mari had drawn the short straw and stayed behind on the ship. The way the man had reacted to seeing her when he arrived gave a clear indication that she wouldn't be missing out on all the fun. Though she wondered how his stamina would hold out if he was winded yet again from the walk back. Deciding it wasn't her problem, Hannah approached the house, where they could start to hear the sounds of music and voices. The whole manor seemed a bit run down and overgrown on the outside -- at odds with the lively noise inside.

Foxy watched Hannah opening the heavy lock on the front door, remembering the last time she had gone to a country mansion that looked like someone was trying to restore. Of course, once the doors were open, she could see and hear a lively party going on where the inside looked immaculate. The only thing that seemed out of place was the sound of their client trying to make his way back to the ship in a hurry. She concluded that he seemed to think sex was only proper if there was privacy.

The girls marched in with parade step and formality until they all stood at rest in front of those in the lobby, who seemed to be approving of their arrival. There seemed to be a collection of men as well as women, something that was greatly appreciated by some of the girls.

“Welcome!” a man in a fine suit greeted with open arms before clasping them around Hannah's arms. “You are most magnificent! Please, enjoy your stay! Guests are everywhere so feel free to explore and enjoy yourselves.”

Hannah was relieved, she had hoped the formalities would be limited. “Thank you, I assure you that we will.”

As the group broke formation to go mingle, Inky turned to Vile and Tonna, who had hung back on the front steps. She was going to nod them inside when she saw their attention on the pair of groundskeepers who were trying to unobtrusively sneak out the front door. The strapping men who carried their tools to do some yard work smiled at the demon and naga on their way out. It wasn't until they passed around the corner of the house that Vile looked back to see Inky.

Vile cocked her eyebrow, and Inky laughed and nodded to let her have fun. The other hired help weren't clients per say, but it also wouldn't take long for Vile to have her fun either.

Tonna slithered after Vile to catch up with the men.

****

Oda and Ela found themselves a bit lost in the house. Not really sure what they should do, they opened the first door that they could hear voices through, and came across a pair of men working their game on a lady who had lost her dress and had only a corset and her garters with stockings remaning. Normally, one would slowly back out on a private moment, but Oda had hoped to find guests already past the point of conversation.

Ela could taste the air but only smelled the interested scents from Oda that had been building since they were getting ready on the ship. Once they were close enough though, the lustful scents filled her tongue and she could feel her body quiver with anticipation. The woman looked over her with desire, the body of an upright walking cobra not stopping her from laying hands on her breasts. She hissed in pleasure at being able to forget about the shame she normally felt over her appearance. For a while at least.

The men looked at Oda. She smiled, seeing one of their trousers already unfastened, she slid her hand inside to find he wasn't too big for what she wanted. Bending at the waist, she leaned forward and pulled him out of his pants to take him into her mouth. She worked her tongue over the shaft to make it hard. The feeling of it reaching far back into her throat was almost soothing to her. The muscles flexing around it, and trying to swallow it. She held him as long as she could before letting him go so she could get some air. She took a moment to unsling her rifle and put it against the wall; her hips were grabbed by the other man, who bent her back over to attend to his friend while he lifted her skirt to find her uncovered wetness.

Ela had never expected the woman to dive between her legs. Her mouth hung open as the woman ran her human tongue over her clit and started pushing her whole hand inside her body. She wrapped her tail around the woman's leg and used the tip to penetrate her under her garments. None of the girls on the ship had made a move on her yet, and she had so desperately wanted a woman. Now, her fantasy was real as she held onto a table to brace herself against the efforts of the woman. She saw Oda, bent over between the two men who assaulted her body with their vigorous penetrations, and wasn't surprised her heavily built figure was able to take it.

Oda wasn't sure how her body could manage the size of the man inside her womb. He seemed impossibly big, yet not so much that any pain was discomforting. An ideal size, she wondered if she could keep him on the ship -- or at least measure so she knew what her perfect size was so as to recognize it in the future. She felt the hot burst of fluid flow down her throat and climaxed hard herself. Despite the chance to catch her breath afterwards, he seemed to have no intentions of slowing down and pushed right back down her throat, as if breathing was an inconvenience to be avoided.

When Ela climaxed, her arms and legs gave out and she fell onto the table.

The woman climbed on top of Ela and kissed her, holding the tail inside her with her hands, using it like a toy. Then she switched to straddle Ela and let her taste her wetness, while she herself enjoyed the taste of the tail that had been inside her.

Ela wasn't sure how to have asked for it since the clients' pleasure is what mattered, but the fact they had both wanted the same thing made it easy for the cobra woman to simply enjoy the moment.

Oda didn't notice any slowdown in the thrusts between her legs when she felt him burst inside her. He groaned like an animal -- the way she liked men to sound when they seeded her. While a lot of men had disappointed her during sex, neither of the men inside her at the moment came close to letting her down.

****

Laurel and Astra were both bent over the baseboard of a bed while they each had a man behind them thrusting hard into their bodies. They moaned in pleasure while they watched Conna riding a man. Conna's naked back facing them as they watched her hips work, the whole view sensual in the rhythm that it worked. They could have been satisfied just with the view alone. Laurel screamed in climax, getting rammed extra hard by her partner. She finally went quiet and started gasping again at each of the thrusts that had never stopped. Astra smiled at her. They were having fun!

****

Blaze had wanted to be with Liddy again but of course, knew they couldn't if they were to be entertaining clients. It had surprised her when the man that found her had an artificial leg. It was exactly what she had hoped to find to avoid any judgement, though she knew plenty who judged for flaws that they had themselves. While his position on top of her wasn't particularly adventurous, the thrusts of his manhood reminded her why it was the go-to position for most sexual encounters. At least the ones between men and women. She wasn't sure if his leg was giving him an edge, but when he put both of hers on his shoulders, she couldn't think straight enough to care. The sound of Liddy in the next room screaming was enough to push her over the edge.

****

Liddy hadn't expected an Emberborn mastiff hound man to be at the party, but she certainly didn't decline the invitation to present her bum in the air for him to mount. She was in tears of pleasure as the hound rapidly worked himself in and out of her body.

The stallion laying in front of her held her by the head and worked it over himself, like he was using her mouth to clean off his horse cock. When he shoved it down her throat, she choked and panicked until she turned blue and he let her breath long enough for her to beg for more. Her screams from the thrusting inside her womanhood made it difficult to lick the long shaft before its next violation of her mouth.

Then she suddenly felt the thrusts stop. The bulbous knot of the hound pressed harder against her womanhood until suddenly it pushed inside, locking it inside her while his seed filled her body. The horse suddenly covered her face with seed before it was shoved into her mouth. Her own climax made her pass out for several minutes. Neither of her partners withdrew from her body, the horse barely letting her breathe. When Liddy became aware of her senses again, she was happy to find them still where she wanted them.

****

Mari wasn't sure what to do, the man didn't quite seem interested. As if he had other concerns with the party going on because he often glanced towards the house instead of her.

“They will be a while, so why not enjoy yourself here?” Mari asked, trying to drop a hint with her non-subtly uncrossed legs.

“I keep expecting there to be some shooting going on,” he replied.

“There usually isn't,” Mari responded. Even she knew the girls were too professional to be showing off with actual gunshots to impress nobility.

“Ah well, that makes sense I suppose.” He laughed like it was a silly thought.

Mari looked down at her breasts, contained only by fishnet, wondering if they were perhaps too big. She knew Hannah had had her fun with him so she knew he liked ladies.

“It's just that the last group I hired didn't do any shooting either,” he continued.

“Alright…” Mari was confused at just what he was expecting harlots to do at parties.

****

Easy found herself in an empty bedroom. She had thought she heard a noise, but without anyone there, it struck her as odd until she heard movement in the closet. Opening the door, she found a young woman suddenly very happy to see her.

“Finally!” she shouted as she laughed. “Some people take jokes too far!”

Easy was relieved; she had hoped the fact that a woman was locked in a closet was a joke rather than something more sinister. “Are you alright?”

“Yes, quite. Though I'd like to throttle whoever coined the phrase ‘In the closet’ for hiding one's interest in the fairer sex.”

Easy laughed. It had been the punchline she had been thinking of when trying to puzzle out why the woman had been in there. “Well, you are safe now.”

The young woman twirled about in her gown, taking time to lean forward and show off her bust afterwards. “Is there anything you have a fondness for that I can offer in thanks?”

Easy fluttered her wings in excitement as she plunged her long tongue down between the soft breasts pressed tightly together. The woman gasped and kissed Easy, using her own tongue to lick the long one reaching her chest.

A few moments of furious disrobement later and Easy was on top of the young woman, her blonde locks spread out over the pillow of the bed. She smiled while Easy held herself over her, the long tongue stretching down to tease the woman's nipples while she giggled and pinched the ones hanging over her. Easy moaned, surprised to feel her touch was as talented as Mari, pulling and twisting in just the right ways. Slowly, Easy lowered herself to press her breasts against those of the woman below her. Easy kissed her deeply. Their legs tangled together as they started to press their womanhoods against each other.

****

Vile and Tonna had been watching the men work for a while, their shirts off while they did the sweaty work on the hedges at the rear entrance. They had glanced over at them a few times, and Vile could see the bulges in their pants. Tonna slithered beside Vile as they finally decided they were done watching.

The two men, realising their torture was over, put down their tools and met them on the grass boulevard where they dropped the rest of their coveralls.

The two women marvelled at the large, muscular men shining with sweat.

Tonna couldn't keep the scales that covered her womanhood closed if she wanted to, they slid open as hard as they could. The man closest to her took the hint and jumped to straddle her snake body and bury himself inside her. Tonna moaned hard as he pushed deeper into her than most normal men could. The thrusts hit hard and his hands shoved away the silk covering her breasts to handle them as roughly. Her own four hands held the two strong arms that used her breasts as braces to thrust deeper and harder into her. It took real effort not to wrap him with her tail, but she knew it would crush him.

Vile didn't usually get taken from behind, but as she braced against the stone railing around the rear steps, she felt him pushing into her with vigour. Her hooves were spread wide and her tails wrapped around him. Beneath her, her massive breasts swung back and forth. She considered asking him to switch to her bum and satisfying some of her curiosity when he suddenly pulled out and plunged into her bowels on his own. Vile gasped and climaxed immediately at the sudden violation and fulfilled desire. Her tails pushed inside her newly vacant womanhood, and she started pushing herself against his thrusts to make them stronger and deeper. She fell back to sit over him and put her whole weight into the penetration.

Another groundskeeper who came around the corner saw them suddenly rushed over, stripping out of his clothing as he ran. Vile took out her tails to invite him into her, happy to have another man show up just when she wanted. As he pushed inside her, she could feel both men pressing against each other inside her, separated by only a few layers of flesh, and both of them hitting the best spot inside her from both sides.

Tonna had to admit she loved the sight of the demon supporting herself backwards on all fours, taking the two men inside her. She slithered over, keeping the man thrusting into her, and kissed Vile. She felt the tails wrap around her arms as she used two of them to fondle the massive red breasts. As the man savaged her snake body, seed burst into her and she watched the man pulling out of Vile to cover her belly with his white seed before pushing his manhood back inside her. Tonna watched as the wonderful contrast in the flesh as the fair skin slid in and out of the red while her tongue ran over the red belly to clean up the seed. When she was done, she kissed Vile to share the taste of the seed with her.

****

Hannah had been keeping her distance from the clients. She had caught the attention of Foxy, who seemed to be having the same thoughts.

“I think if it was a trap they would have sprung it by now.” Foxy grinned.

“Yeah, isolated properties are good spots for illegal or whatever, but it's not always a mass kidnapping.” Hannah laughed. “It's easy to forget that this sort of thing isn't normal for most people. Plus, you saw how dead the city got. It was like a ghost town when we left. Nobody even manned the docking control radio tower.”

“The one day that people wouldn't be noticed as missing since everyone else is in their homes. Except for maybe family. One white lie later and they are in the country engaged in debauchery.”

“Someday people will learn that oppressing a lifestyle only forces it to the extreme. If they really wanted to stop seeing it, they should just ignore it and let people be.”

Foxy smiled. “I'll add that to the list, alongside treating Emberborn as people because they are, and that feeding poor people doesn't encourage them to stay poor.”

“If I ever start writing laws as Queen, I will go through that whole list and shove it down everyone's throat.”

“Give me a few weeks. It's a long list to write it all down.”

“Start once we are done. Until then, go have some fun.”

Foxy saluted with a smile and went off to find someone to yank her tail.

Hannah kept walking around the ballroom and observing to make sure everything went alright. So far, everything was perfect. She watched Ving scream happily between two men on the dance floor as they held her up between them.

****

Hope had found the shrine in a bit of a dusty state when she had walked in. She hadn't been surprised that a house full of people using her crew would have let their oppressive religion fall by the wayside.

After setting her mace down, she had cleaned the shrine out of habit more than respect.

She would be relieved to have gotten rid of the dust when her face was pressed against it and her body mounted moments later as each thrust from behind her slammed her body into it. She had only worn the more decorative pieces of her armour rather than the full bulk and they clinked against each other and the shrine as her body moved.

The man had spotted her in the shrine, and it was obvious he wanted the fantasy of defiling a holy girl. He commented and questioned her about how it all felt -- as if it really were her first time.

Hope loved the thrill of her virginity being taken over and over with each new man assumed her holy cloth was white for that reason. It amused her how everyone saw her as pure before they put themselves inside her, yet she had been with more men than they would ever believe. The same people who would judge a girl harshly for being with any man out of wedlock and condemn her for being impure because of it. Yet they could never tell how supposedly impure she was simply because she wore holy robes. Not that Hope was against virginity or the commitment to it, but it seemed a foolish standard for someone to set for someone else.

Hope pushed away and wriggled free of the impaling member inside her, only to kneel before the man, opening her mouth wide to accept his seed on her face and breasts as she pulled them free of her robes. Pushing herself up higher on her knees, she let him rub his member across and between her breasts while she pressed them together for him. Thankfully for Hope, he remained stiff, and she took him in her mouth to enjoy her taste on him and drain the last few drops of seed from him before standing up. She lifted one leg and opened herself to his reentry as she put the leg around the man to keep him inside. Then, holding on tight, she did the same with the other leg so she hung off him as he bounced her body on his manhood. Hope was happy he could maintain himself, even after letting loose another load of seed inside her body. They kissed deeply as the seed remained on her face.

****

Juno walked into a room on the hunt for a woman only to find Inky riding on top of a man. She watched as he gripped her by the hips, grunting loudly. Juno watched as Inky teased her breasts as the man filled her with his seed before suddenly going limp. A hard snore came from the man as Juno stifled a laugh that he had gone out so quickly. She watched as Inky got off the man, his long manhood slipping out of her. Juno was relieved to be alone with Inky, her naked body on display, so she could admire Inky without a client distracting them.

“It’s not the ship,” Inky commented, looking at the man. “I think I will let him sleep.”

“Just as well. Don't need him asking for both of us and breaking your rule about you with someone under your command.” Juno had to force herself to sound relieved.

“I do need a cleanup.” Inky spread her legs to Juno with a smile. “What's the difference between this and me telling you to clean your bunk?”

Juno was shocked and terrified at what was being offered to her. She wanted it so badly, to be with such a magnificent woman, someone she admired and respected, a woman so painfully beautiful yet forever out of reach. A woman who was now spreading her legs and extending a hand inviting her to taste her.

It was too much to bear and Juno quickly laid her rifle down on the floor as she rushed to the edge of the bed and knelt down to taste the womanhood she longed for. The gentle pressure of a hand running through her hair pushed her firmly into the tanned flesh leaking from the man who had seeded her. Legs went over her shoulders and Juno felt thighs squeezing her head gently. She cried as she vigorously attended to the woman she had wanted for so long. Her tongue ran through the folds of the flesh that the demon normally tasted, wishing her own tongue could do the very same things. Juno heard Inky moaning in pleasure, just like she had always wanted to hear. After a hard climax, and drinking from Inky, Juno was brought up to kiss her on the lips.

The two of them stripped Juno as they kissed and the relief Juno felt at finally pressing her naked body against her commanding officer made her cry out. They ground themselves against each other's thighs as they kissed and pressed their breasts together between them.

Such was the sight as Paje walked by the open door and saw the two of them. She was surprised, unsure of what she was seeing at first until she confirmed that she was indeed seeing Juno with Inky. Quietly, she closed the door but didn't latch it since the old house had very loud doors and didn't want to disrupt what she had come across. Walking briskly back down the hall, she spotted Hannah surrounded by three men tugging at her clothing as they were pushing her onto a reading desk in what might have been a library.

“Question about Inky,” Paje spoke, trying to get it in before she interrupted anything.

“On the main staircase last I saw her,” Hannah replied as her breasts were pulled out and two of the men latched on and her eyes rolled back in pleasure.

Paje already knew where Inky was, but Hannah wouldn't be up for idle questions. She watched as the third man held her by the open legs and thrust into the redhead while the first two kept up on her breasts. Carrying on to find someone else to ask, she saw Leira inside the indoor fountain in the foyer wrestling with two men and laughing. Smirking at the sight she, walked down the stairs and saw, on the staircase on the opposite side of the fountain, was a dark-skinned man thrusting furiously into a tanned-skinned woman. Paje went down her staircase and past the fountain to go up the other one to see who the woman was, when she saw Inky look up at her from beneath the well-muscled man.

“You will have to find your own,” Inky joked as she pointed farther up the stairs. “Harriott did.”

Paje saw Harriott getting slammed into hard by another well-muscled man with dark skin holding her up with his arms alone, almost using her like a toy.

She shook her head. “Have you seen Juno?” Paje asked confused.

“She went off a while ago to find a client. You should, too. Save the stuff between girls for the ship unless a client wants it.”

Paje looked at the man ramming into Inky and grunting as his load filled her up before he started thrusting again.

“Not him, he's mine.” Inky laughed. “Besides, I’m always off limits to my girls.”

“Right,” Paje responded.

Going back up the rest of the stairs, passing Harriot who was loving the feeling of being manhandled as she was, Paje went back to the room where she thought she had seen Inky. When she slowly opened the door, she could see Juno on the bed, moaning through her tears as inky black hair moved between her legs. Unsure of what to do she closed the door and took a step back. Without being able to see the other woman's face she didn't want to interrupt but something felt really off.

“I don't want this to be our only time together,” she heard Juno pleaded.

“You know it’s against my rules. Don't worry. It won't be the last time,” Paje heard Inky’s voice reply.

“I love you so much,” Juno wept.

“And I you, Juno,” again came in Inky’s voice.

Paje kicked the door open.

****

Emma loved the feeling of feeling a man inside her. Something about being able to accommodate another person within herself for the pleasure of both made her lose herself in the experience. Down her throat was fun, but straddling a large muscular man like the one under her and feeling him inside her with her hands on her belly was the best. As she worked her tiny hips in his hands while moving up and down, she moaned hard as she felt it sliding in and out. Her hands rested on the hard chest of the man. Yet, unlike with other men, she hadn't needed to use her magic to keep him hard. He had already pumped three loads into her womb and kept at it as he pulled another climax from her body.

She closed her eyes, imagining he was the well-muscled Duke who could handle Vile inside her. He was the apex of desire for her, everything she wanted a man’s body to be like. More often than not, when she used her spectral hand on herself, she imagined it was his instead. She wondered when she might be seeing him again to feel the real thing inside her.

Of course, the real thing she had in her at the moment was doing an amazing job. Emma opened her eyes and it took a moment to register, but she looked down and saw it really was the Duke she was riding. It shocked her not seeing the man she had climbed on top of. She shook her head and looked again to see the face of the man she had originally expected.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, looking at her with concern.

Emma reached to check for the artefact that let her know if someone was looking at her was where it should be. But as far as she could tell, even as she looked into the eyes of the man inside her, she wasn't being watched.

****

Juno was terrified to see Paje kick in the door, wondering how to explain what had happened. She looked to Inky to make things alright.

“Paje, calm down,” Inky ordered after extracting her face from between Juno’s legs.

Instead, with a quick motion, Paje took the rifle that was slung across her back and readied it in her hands. “Explain why I just had a conversation with you on the staircase!”

Juno was in shock. She couldn't understand what was going on and wished she had just found someone who looked like Inky rather than the real woman. Then things could be explained.

Paje watched in horror as Inky’s face seemed to shift into something similar but not identical to Inky. She shouldered the weapon and fired. What had been Inky’s head burst apart in a spray of grey sludge as the body fell onto Juno and dissolved into the same substance. Juno was in shock as Paje took aim at the sleeping man on the bed. The closer she looked, the subtle rippling of the flesh started turning it grey and she fired again.

Juno looked up from the mess covering her to see Paje aiming her rifle at her head.

****

Cat found herself in a basement lounge. A darker, more comfortable room where the servants would come to drink after a hard days work. She spotted the bar as she entered the room and enjoyed the hands that reached up to grab her as she passed. Arms wrapped around her as she poured herself a drink. One hand reached for her breast while another lifted her dress.

It was the same technique men had been using on her for years. Get her dress up, bend her over, then violate her when she can't look you in the eyes. Regardless of how willing she had always been, men never seemed to want to look her in the eyes when she was younger.

Now, it was a perverse pleasure to not see the man using her. Of course, the mirror on the opposite wall gave her a good view of the action. The feeling of a man giving her his seed and stepping aside for the next, to feel him slide through her womanhood slick with her desire and the seed of another man made her scream every time.

Each man took his turn with her body. She saw them sit down afterwards, playing with themselves as they watched the woman they were just inside take another man. Cat couldn't wait to see them take their turn again. Her breasts slowly worked themselves free of the dress as the thrusting bounced them enough to shift the fabric down. The cold metal that lined the bar sent shivers through her body as her nipples touched it and she felt wondrous.

A pleased growling noise came from behind a couch and Cat recognized the paws barely visible as belonging to a fox.

“Didn't see you there Foxy!” Cat called out before her body shook with another climax.

Her head eventually perked up, “Oh hey, I thought I heard someone come in, had my head buried in a bunch of pillows back here.”

The man she had inside her stood up, with her legs wrapped around him in reverse, holding her by the tail. Foxy supported the rest of her weight with her front hands on the couch as he continued to thrust.

“Having fun?” Foxy asked, leaning over the couch to take one of the men who had finished inside Cat already into her long mouth.

“Again and again!” Cat called back to Foxy as another man took his place inside her.

Foxy felt the man she was sucking on start to lick her breasts since they were already

in his face. Her bra had been detached but her corset and skirt remained since they didn't obstruct access to her body.

“Hey! That one is mine!” Cat shouted as she wiggled her bum after the last man finished and smiled at the man Foxy had her lips around.

As the man once again pushed into Cat, seed from all the men and his own dripping out of her, Cat screamed in pleasure at the depravity of it all. Foxy was lifted up again to brace herself against the doorway behind the bar while the man kept her feet off the floor by her tail and slammed himself inside her.

“Doesn't that hurt your tail?” Cat asked, rather curious.

“Like a bitch!” Foxy replied in between gasps. “But so does getting your ass smacked, that gonna make you angry with cock in you?”

“Fuck no!” Cat yelled, moments before a hand slapped her hard on the bum. “Though it still seems a bit much to hold you up by it.”

“Only for short periods,” Foxy laughed -- or at least tried to while gasping. “We can't all want it as badly as Mari.”

****

Mari wanted it badly. The man sitting with her certainly satisfied Hannah to be good enough for a tumble with her. Yet he still ignored her like she was a decorative pillow.

“They must be good,” he said calmly.

“The best,” Mari replied, happy to be engaged, wondering how to talk him into sex.

“I'd have expected monster hunters to make more noise while killing the things in there. The last group never came out of that place.”

Mari froze. “What?”

****

Foxy adjusted her grip and pressed on the door to leverage herself for a better grip on the frame when it gave way and she tumbled forwards, falling off the manhood that had been helping support her.

Face down in what looked like a laundry room, she smiled, about to laugh when her nose caught the unmistakable stench of decay. She looked around for a dead rat or something, and instead saw a pile of corpses below what must have been a laundry chute. Each of them had military fatigues and equipment, though most had been partially stripped as if for sex.

Foxy listened very closely, ignoring Cat -- who was asking if she was alright -- to see if the man she was with was panicking at her discovery. However, instead of the rapid heartbeat of a fear response, she could only hear the distant thumping of Cat, calming down from her ecstasy as her concern for Foxy started to grow. The naked man who loomed over her didn't have a heartbeat, and neither did anyone else in the room.

She reached for the pistol still at her hip and fired it into the man without hesitation. When Foxy saw the grey sludge oozing out of his chest instead of blood, she fired again into his head. Then, quickly getting to her feet, she went back into the bar room and fired at the man still inside Cat. The grey goo splattered over her dress. Very quickly, she grabbed Cat and pulled her into the laundry room and slammed the door as the men who turned into grey figures came after them.

****

Mari had listened to the man's story, grabbed the pistol she had left on the bench, and explained she would be back in a moment. She ran as fast as she could down the ramp and towards the house.

“Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!” she tried not to yell as she ran.