Some people would ask why a six-foot five college man walked along a curvy woman in a business suit. They didn’t look like lovers nor like mother or son. Now, those same people who would’ve asked this question could on account that the entire country was under the effect of a virus. A virus of the strangest sort that turned people into enlarged, inflated, or fat nymphos or turning them into enlarged, inflated, or fat folk who feared said nymphos. So everything evened out.
“So where are we heading again?” The man spoke aloud.
“St. Dismas Prison for Women.” The woman said. It sounded more like: “Saint Dis-Mas Prizon for Wimam.”
Shaun rubbed his head. He looked a little shocked at that. While being a hormonal twenty year old did cause him to fantasize about being trapped with ladies, currently he wasn’t too keen on it. Due to the fact he wasn’t exactly a lover of giant bits. There was a line that one did not cross and head-crushing assets were one of them. Agent’s South body did get an eye or two, but after the first strike into the stomach, he made sure to stop doing that. Well, doing that too obviously.
The duo had first met after Shane had to escape a friend’s party. Who, thankfully managed to avoid being crushed between a giant man and his hourglassed lover. The two separated to try and find their families, soon after losing contact with each other. Worse, Shane’s family had escaped but not before leaving behind information on where they were. With what he could carry on his back, Shane took off towards their location. Which then resulted in being chased by a variety of curvaceous, and he meant very curvaceous, men and women. Thankfully, in one incident, he was saved by the timely intervention of Agent South. Who, after a quick introduction, came to accompany him. The duo’s journey was fraught with danger; if one could call being threatened to be crushed by tits, ass, and everything in-between dangerous.
Eventually they found a car and drove out of the city. Unfortunately, their car managed to flip over due to a giant woman’s foot. Who they had managed to lose. Now the duo were trekking towards a new destination for safety.
“So, why are we heading to this place?”
“Because it’s secured, out in the middle of nowhere, and we have enough food for the winter. it's vacant as well.”
“How would you know that?”
“Inside sources.” Agent South’s accent drawl was kinda cute.The duo eventually came towards the front gate, which was open. Agent South seemed unperturbed by the sight, she waved over to Shane.
“Come on, we’re going to be okay.” She said. The duo walked up the pathway leading into the prison. The gate behind them closed. Shane turned to see the action, evidently someone was here. Agent South put her finger to her ear, Shane watched while she had a silent conversation with an unseen person.
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