"Hey.... Hey! Over here!" a female voice whispered from my left. I was a bit surprised to see a goth chick holding the door of an auto shop open. She waved me over.
Her neck length hair was clearly dyed black, along with purple eyeliner, black lipstick and black fingernails that strongly contrasted her very pale skin. She wore a spiked collar, black T-shirt with a pink skull on the chest and a midriff that displayed her belly button piercing. Below that was a short black skirt over fishnet stockings and shiny black vinyl combat boots with thick soles. It was not something I expected to see, but I guess everyone was caught off guard by the sudden invasion today.
"Are you still normal? You're not one of those freaks who licks Big Foot cum out of girls are you?" she asked with a disgusted expression on her face. "No! No, I've managed to stay out of the way." I replied. "Good. Once they start eating that disgusting yellow stuff, nobody's reliable anymore. They're like servants of these things after that. Can't trust them." she was well informed.
Stepping inside the small mechanic shop, I heard her lock the door behind me and saw she had three other girls with her. "I think we're the only people left in town who haven't been turned yet." explained the goth girl. "I'm Zoey. This is Becky." she gestured towards a hot redhead with big tits who I recognized from the mall. I think she worked at a clothing store. She was wearing a fashionable name brand denim mini skirt, furry boots and a low cut pink T-shirt, showing heavy cleavage that was hard to stop looking at. Freckles covered almost every visible inch of her very pale skin.
"Debbie, she's barely 18 so we take extra care of her." she nodded towards an adorable girl who must be a high school senior. They briefly explained to me that Debbie was the sole survivor of the local high school cheerleading squad. The invasion happened during practice, and before anyone knew what was happening, half the squad were bent over the bleachers getting fucked from behind, and the other half had been forced to their knees in the grass, having their cute teenaged faces fucked.
Debbie had escaped in the confusion and met up with Zoey and Becky shortly afterward. Even now she was still wearing her red and white cheerleader uniform. Her blond hair was up in cute little pigtails towards the top of her head. Even her red and white sneakers matched her outfit.
"...and this one here is Maria." she finished. A sexy Hispanic woman stood nervously off to the side. Shiny black hair flowed halfway down her back, she had smooth caramel skin, dark eyes and just about the thickest lips I'd ever seen, deep red and wide. Her curvy body nicely filled a black skirt and matching blouse. I guess she'd had on high heels, but she was barefoot now.
"Her I'm not so sure about." Zoey warned. "When we found her in a parking garage, a Big Foot had knocked out her husband, and she rewarded the damn thing with a blow job!" she sneered at the woman.
"Hey, I was scared, okay?" Maria sobbed, clearly frustrated.
"You were bobbing your head on that thing, it wasn't even forcing you! You're lucky I got you out of there before it came in your mouth! Don't go sucking every giant cock you're afraid of, slut!" Zoey cursed at her.
"Bitch!" Maria snapped back at her. I got between them before they were able to fight. "Girls, please! Come on, we don't have time for this!" I demanded. "Now, what have you learned?"
Zoey gave Maria one last hateful glance before stomping away and replying "Cars are no good. The streets are clogged with those Big Foots, and the moment they hear an engine start, they jump on it. And they... they smell us... like they're testing us somehow. Looks like it's an age group they want. All the girls they... all the girls they take are between their late teens and mid thirties maybe... like they..." she trailed off.
"Like they what?"
"Like they want us for breeding." she muttered, her oily black hair twirling when she spun around to glare at me. "They ignore the ones too young or too old to give birth to whatever the hell they're shooting inside them." she had an angry and terrified look on her heavily painted face.
"Maybe that would explain why I haven't seen any female Sasquatch." I reasoned. "So what?!" Zoey blurted out. "It doesn't help us get out of here without their disgusting yellow spunk inside us!" she yelled out, almost hysterical with fear.
"Okay, okay, just... do we have a path out of town?" I meekly asked. I turned and looked at the other girls, but Maria had backed off into the corner again, clearly distracted, Becky the redhead just shrugged sheepishly and Debbie the cheerleader looked at her shoes. Zoey was obviously the self appointed leader.
"Don't bother with them, they're useless." Zoey crudely blurted out. "There are too many of them out there on the street. We have to get around back, stick to the alleys and sneak by." she explained. I wasn't so sure the outskirts of town would be the safest place to hide from things that lived in the woods, but Zoey was not a girl I wanted to argue with.
"Let's just go." Zoey declared and stormed off towards the employees area behind the counter. "There should be a service entrance in the back, leading into the body shop." she said while leading us through a break room that opened into a dim garage with two cars up on hydraulic lifts, abandoned.
Light poured in from the two open garage doors at the far end of the room. We all slowly and carefully walked towards the exits one step at a time. We were about halfway there when our worst fear stepped out from around the side, immediately spotting us. The eight foot Sasquatch covered in thick brown fur actually had to duck its head to step inside the garage.
We froze. Debbie and Becky cowered behind me. Zoey was technically in front, slowly stepping back, next to me. On my other side, Maria stared wide eyed at the thing, and before my eyes, she dropped her gaze down to the half erect two foot brown cock hanging through the thick hair at its crotch. Her full lips quivered.
