Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34263048-20180403220634/@comment-28718853-20180420153835

This is what happens when I don't possess a vehicle of my own.

All of the sexual noise that is happening in this cellblock isn't helping either. Thankfully, just because evacuees were assigned to cellblocks didn't mean that we had to be stuck in there. With the mamonos' invitations for intercourse still ringing in my ears I promptly move toward the doorway where a Werecat prison guard stood watch.

She stretches her baton out across the exit and asks, "Where are you heading sir?"

"I'm just trying to get to the cafeteria for a snack," I reply. "Ah, well then you'll have to wait for an escort sir. While you may be an evacuee, we can't allow anyone who is either a prisoner or doesn't work here free roam of the complex," she replies. "I understand," I say, slightly annoyed that I couldn't just leave immediately.

The Werecat talks on her radio and seconds later a Manticore appears. She grins and beckons for me to follow her. I tense up, fully aware of her species' disposition and what they were capable of. The Manticore then bursts into laughter and says, "There's no need to worry man, I'm married!"

I ease up a bit, though I'm still distrustful of her. "Come on sweetie, if I was single you'd definitely know it," she says.

We head out through the hallway and my escort asks me, "So, are you seeing anyone?"

"Not currently, no," I answer.

"Well, you do seem quite young and impressionable," the Manticore compliments. "I thought you said you were married," I remind her, growing suspicious once more. "I am, doesn't mean I can't mess with other single men though," she replies with a devilish smirk.

I'm about to retort when I bump into something and hear a splash. I stumble back a little as the Manticore utters, "Uh oh."

When I regain my bearings I prepare to apologize to whoever I bumped into, but it comes out as a rapid confuddled mess as the Hellhound stares down in shock at the steaming hot coffee that is splattered across her chest, an empty coffee mug hanging from her right paw. The Manticore nearby snickers as I repeat my apology more slowly, but still panicked, "I'm so terribly sorry ma'am."

The victim glares daggers at me and says, "Sorry huh?"

Her free paw snatches me by my shirt and pulls me into her breasts. I could feel that warm coffee touch my skin. "You taste that? That was a fresh cup of coffee!" she asks. I struggle to free my lips so I can explain, but her other paw presses me deeper into her cleavage.

The Manticore asks, "Bet you're gonna punish him now huh Clarice?"

"You're damn right!" the Hellhound responds. The Manticore leans into my ear and whispers, "I'm married, but she's single."

I can only gulp as I'm dragged into a nearby storage closet followed by the Manticore, who shuts the door behind us and locks it.

Clarice then proceeds to tear off my clothes while she strips off her own uniform. She turns to the Manticore and asks, "You really gotta watch us Donna?"

"You know how much I love being a voyeur Clarice," Donna answers as she takes out a video camera and slips her other paw deep into her pants, "Besides, I'm confident that this is gonna get me a lot of hits on Rapetube."

"Whatever," Clarice grumbles as she returns her attention to me. That night, my virginity was torn from me.

The next day the report came in with the good news that the tornado had changed course and only skirted the town, meaning that only several buildings were destroyed. However, that was followed by the bad news that the town had been completely flooded. That meant that I was likely going to be stuck in the prison for a few weeks unless my family was coming to pick me up, which I was sure would be very difficult for them considering the situation.

I look over the railing of the second floor of my assigned cellblock, pondering how the rest of my weeks in here were going to go. Clarice strolls by and smacks me in my behind. "Meet me in the storage closet later this afternoon, and don't be late," she says with a smile and a wink. I give her a wide grin. At least there is something to keep me entertained over the course of the coming weeks.