"Fuck!" A young woman with long red hair said as she slammed her fist on the steering wheel of the car she was driving as it came to a stop on the side of the road. "I swear I just had this thing checked out!"
"Oh you've got to be kidding me," her traveling companion, a young woman with rich dark skin and long black hair said. "We're in the middle of nowhere, what are we supposed to do now, Meg?"
"I don't know," Meg said with a sigh as she ran a hand through her hair. She looked over at her friend Rebecca who looked worried. They were in the middle of a forest that seemed to stretch for miles. "We've been traveling for a while, we're literally in the middle of nowhere."
"I don't have a signal," Rebecca said as she took out her phone and looked at it. "That doesn't make sense, we just had the GPS."
"I guess we're going to need to start walking," Meg said. "Until we either get to a house or something, or get a signal, or find a car."
Rebecca nodded as they started gathering up what they had in the car. They had some food and water for the long trip, and if they put them in their bags they should be fine. Rebecca gave Meg a smile as they got out of the car. Hopefully they wouldn't have to go for too long before they found what they could call someone or something.
The two of them started to walk together through the forest. It was kind of creepy, there was a sensation as if they were being watched, or followed by something in the forest itself. Rebecca reached over and took Meg's hand, giving it a squeeze. The two friends exchanged a look and a nod, they were going to get out of this somehow.
They started to walk down the road together.
What they didn't notice was a pair of golden eyes that watched them in the forest. Or the black shapes that followed them
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"What the fuck is that?" Rebecca asked as she looked ahead. By now it had gotten dark, the two of them had been walking together for what felt like hours. Up ahead they saw a bright light that seemed to pierce the darkness, but they were still in the forest.
"Do you think it's some sort of civilization?" Meg asked.
"At this point, maybe," Rebecca said as she pulled her backpack over her shoulders again. She reached into her pocket and took out her phone, but there was still no signal. "Maybe they have a phone inside if it's a building."
As they walked forward, filled with hope, they saw a sign ahead. It was a neon sign with an image of a busty woman in a red hood grinding against a pole. They exchanged a confused look, not sure what to say.
"A strip club?" Meg asked. "In the middle of the woods?"
"Any port in a storm," Rebecca said, noting that the name on it was the Red Riding Hood Club. "Well, an appropriate name for people lost in the woods I suppose. So, should we keep going or check it out?"
"Like you said, any port in a storm," Meg said as the two of them headed for the door. The place looked open, with a few cars around. She pushed the door open and was hit by the sound of music blaring.
The inside of the club was wild. The blaring music played as men (and a few women they noticed) were watching the women on the stages dancing. They could see in the lights that the women were all naked and pole dancing. Though some of them had red capes with hoods on them. They had paint across their bodies that highlighted their breasts and slits.
One of them, a particularly busty woman, looked right at them and smiled.
"Let's make this fast," Meg said. "We'll go to the bar, they should be able to help us there."
Rebecca nodded as the two of them headed to the bar. They found a woman dressed in skimpy clothes with a tattoo of a wolf on her chest. She smiled when she saw the two of them coming up to her.
"Well hey there ladies," she said with a grin. "You two look lost."
"Our car broke down on the road," Rebecca answered. "We've been traveling for a while, and we just found this place. I didn't think there'd be a place like this in the middle of the woods."
"Oh darlin', we cater to a very special clientele that come out here all the time," the bartender said with a smile. "Our girls live not far from here, and our clients enjoy their company, so they're fine coming here."
"We need a phone to call for a tow truck," Meg said.
"Oh, we can arrange that," the bartender said. "My name's Sheila, I run this fine establishment. How about you tell me how far the car is, and I'll call it while you enjoy your time here. Have a drink on the house."
She takes out two glasses and a bottle that says "Bitch in Heat" on it. She finished pouring and slid the glasses to the two women. She gave them a smile and a nod. "It's our home brew. We make it in house."
"Well..." Meg said as she looked at the bottle which had an image of a wolf woman howling. "I suppose it wouldn't hurt. Our car is about 3 hours on foot up the road. How long would it take the Tow Truck to get here?"
"The nearest town is about two hours away, so it'll take a bit," Sheila answered. "You're lucky you made it here really. There are Wolves in these woods, and I'd rather two lovely ladies such as yourselves not fall victim to such beasts."
She smiled and leaned in a bit closer as the women looked at the drinks and then picked them up and took a drink. The drink tasted strange, but not in a way that was unappealing to them. A warm feeling filled their bodies from their heads down between their legs. The taste was strangely arousing to Meg as she felt a wetness growing between her legs. She hadn't felt anything like this before, but it felt... nice.
"What's in this stuff?" Meg asked as she took another drink.
"Old family recipe," Sheila said as she poured some more for the women with a smile. "Women in particular tend to like it a lot."
"I can see why," Meg said, shifting a bit as she felt the warmth growing between her legs. Her breasts felt tight against her shirt, but she didn't even notice. "Oooh... fuck that's so good..."
"Meg, are you okay?" Rebecca asked as she looked at her friend.
"Yes... I'm fine," Meg said as she downed the rest of the drink in her glass. "Come on Becky, you should have more. This feels so fucking good."
