; ; Cursing, she sat down on the bunk, nursing her battered fist, trying to ; drive the burning heat between her legs from her mind before getting up, ; nearly hitting her head on the ceiling, cursing again as she paced the ; narrow confines of her cell.
; ; Fuck, she thought, I've been in here only two days, and I need to get off, ; I need to get off really badly.
; ; But most of all I need to get out of this fucking claustrophobic cell. ; Loud banging on the door rudely wrecked her train of thought.
; ; "Keep it quiet in there freako, or we'll throw in a teargas canister ; next time around!"
; ; In reflexive response, she whirled around and delivered a crushing kick ; against the solid steel door, feeling elated as it buckled, but howling ; in agony as the sharp stab of pain traveled up from her toes.
; ; Her action was rewarded with a small panel opening in the door and two ; hissing, smoking canisters being tossed in before it clanged shut.
; ; Thick white smoke began filling the confined space, and before long she ; curled up in a fetal position, wracked with deep, rasping coughing as ; she drifted out of consciousness ...
; ; ---
; ; ... the bus ride to jail had been such a fucking drag. The driver hunched ; over the steering wheel, muttering and cursing, his partner with the ; shotgun in his lap, sizing them up, tied up like cattle as the bus rattled ; over the highway from the holding facility to the jail.
; ; They'd already broken down two times, once in the middle of the day, and it ; was fucking hot in the half-open bus, with the sun mercilessly beating down ; on the steel vehicle, she and the rest of the prisoners unable to even zip ; open their prison coveralls because of the restraints.
; ; So when they broke down for a third time, she and the others had started ; jeering at the driver, only toning down when the driver's partner had ; racked the shotgun and stared a cold look into the back of the bus.
; ; When he got out to check on those small explosions they had stepped up the ; insults, and then everything had gone black as a deliciously sweet, ; aromatic scent had permeated the bus ...
; ; A sharp stab in her arm, like being slashed with a knife, only sharper. ; She tried to turn to face her attacker but instead rolled over onto the ; floor, listless, feeling like her limbs were made of rubber, fully aware ; of her surroundings.
; ; "Is she sedated ?"
; ; "No," another voice said, sounding funny, "but I've given her a potent ; muscle relaxant that will incapacitate her voluntary muscles."
; ; "Good," voice 1 said, "we have to move this bitch to a more secure cell. ; Just look what she did to that wall and the door."
; ; "Good god. So where do we put her ?"
; ; "How long will that relaxant work ?"
; ; "A couple of hours. Well, on normal people. But she's clearly not normal."
; ; Then a black cloth sack was pulled over her head from behind, and another ; sharp jab, this time in one of her shapely buttocks, and everything went ; pitch black again ...
; ; ---
; ; ... drifting back into consciousness she tried to get an orientation point ; for her eyes in the matte greyish room, finding none.
; ; Closing her eyes, she felt around until she found a radiused curve joining ; the floor with a straight up wall, and used it to get upright.
; ; Naked ? She thought. Why am I naked ? What is this place ? It's certainly ; not minimal security state prison. All I did was hook a little and lift ; a few johns' checkbooks to make ends meet.
; ; A door soundlessly slid open, bright light streaming in, as the light in ; the small cell she was in slowly dimmed, and the feeling crept up on her ; that the walls were closing in on her. Firmly she strode towards the light, ; and stepped across the doorsill into a horror movie ...
; ; ---
; ; ... woozy from both the anaesthetic and the relaxant she tried to sit up. ; After falling over a few times she finally sorted up from down, blinking ; her eyes to get used to her new environment.
; ; She waited until her blurry vision cleared and stabilized before looking ; around in her new confines.
; ; No windows. A door with a barred gate in the corner. No undersize bunk, ; well, prison bunks only came in one size, and Sonia didn't exactly fit ; those, well, not anymore anyway. Drain hole in the center. Recessed and ; barred lighting in the ceiling. The fucktards, she thought. They put me in ; the isolation cell. They'll pay for this.
; ; The cell door swung open, and two figures silhouetted against the bright ; light in the gallery appeared, carrying something.
; ; The icy cold water from the firehose jolted her to full consciousness, and ; as she tried to turn to avoid the worst of it she felt the pressure scour ; against her sensitive skin. They kept it up until she was completely ; soaking wet, from head to her toes, before they slammed the thick steel ; door shut with a resounding thud.
; ; Shivering, she lay on her side in the rapidly draining pool of water, as ; the lights in the cell went out and she was embraced by soothing darkness, ; once again slipping out of reality ...
; ; ---
; ; ... waking up in the long grass, in the early evening, naked. ; But being naked felt ... good. It felt ... yeah, like how she should be. ; Nude. Ready. Willing. Able. Hungry. Not for food, but for sex.
; ; She got up and ran her hands down her body, just for the hell of it, ; raising question after question in her mind, with no answers.
; ; Why did her body feel trim and tight ? Why were her breasts so full ? Why ; was she so fucking horny ? Why did the grass look so small ?
; ; Unable to find an answer she peered around, feeling her environment rather ; than seeing it, wondering where she was, her last memory that strange ; cell and ... something ... a black hole in her memory ...
; ; Shaking the thought from her head she remembered having long hair, and on ; a whim, she ran her hand over her head, feeling a short, prickly bunch of ; hair covering her skull. Strange.
; ; Looking around she saw city lights below her in the valley, instantly ; picking up on a specific street at the edge of town.
; ; But how had she gotten here ? Never mind, she thought. There'll be a few ; guys who will dig a naked woman offering sex for money so I can buy me ; some threads. I'll deal with the law later.
; ; She made her way down the slope, through some underbrush and small trees ; towards the city.
; ; As she stalked down a path she saw footprints and gamingly put her foot ; next to one. Hers was almost 25% larger.
; ; ---
; ; The steel door swung open, letting the bright light from the hallway flood ; the darkened cell as one of the guards ran his nightstick over the bars ; of the gate, the sound ringing in her ears and snapping her back to where ; she was.
; ; "Dinner, freako. Light for 30 minutes."
; ; A large tray with food was slid into the cell, then the door closed and ; the light came on.
; ; Quietly, she ate the food on the plate, trying her best to ignore the ; insane hunger screaming in her crotch, before pushing the steel tray ; between the bars of the cell door, until it was wrapped around them.
; ; She needed it so bad, so bad. Finally she decided on some executive relief ; and as the light winked out, she ran her hands over her breasts, over her ; stiffening nipples, before plunging one hand between her legs, mashing her ; fist in and out, alternately pinching her nipples with her other hand. ; Lifting up one breast, she sucked the swelling nipple between her lips, ; roling and pinching the other with her hand as she moved her fist in and ; out faster, attempting to relieve herself of the hunger burning in her. ; She felt the first signs she was getting there when a hatch in the door ; opened and with a sharp "clack" and a painful prick in one of her upper ; arms a dart lodged itself. She felt drowsy and weak and before long she ; fell over sideways, letting go of the nipple in her mouth, sleepy and ; rubbery again as slowly the bright light from the corridor faded ...
; ; ---
; ; ... her heart pounded in her chest as she sat down with her back against ; a building, hands trembling, head pounding, her breath ragged.
; ; What's happened to me ? What the fuck has happened to me ? The question ; just kept repeating itself over and over in her head.
; ; Last thing she remembered, she was an average looking woman, no more than ; five and a half tall, her once-pretty figure lost in years of drinking, ; smoking and coping with life.
; ; Here she was, sitting up against the back of a building, body like a model, ; breasts of a porn star, eight fucking feet tall. Well, give or take a few ; inches, but eight fucking feet tall!
; ; She desperately tried to remember what had happened to her, but all she ; found between the prison bus and waking up in the grass on the hill was the ; strange cell and a black hole. Why ? Where ? How ? And more importantly, ; what now ? She couldn't just waltz into the street and start hooking ; herself like this. But she needed it so badly. She just had to have it. ; Anyone. She didn't care. She just had to have sex. ; She just had to ...
; ; ---
; ; Cold water. Icy cold water scouring against her body, jerking her from her ; memories into the present day.
; ; She contorted, turning her back towards the freezing cold stream, feeling ; it creep up her back, and before she could tuck in, she took the full ; blast to the back of her head until she was completely soaked again, then ; the resounding boom as the heavy steel outer door slammed shut again. ; They're trying to break me, she realized. They're just trying to break me, ; to make me compliant and willing. Well, fuck'em. If all they bring is a bit ; of freezing cold water, I can beat them.
; ; Sitting up again she shook the cold water off her, and shivering with cold, ; she closed her eyes and cleared her head, trying to focus on the problem of ; getting out, rather than getting off. Well, she thought, if I get out I can ; get off, no problem, it's the getting out part that's the problem. ; On a hunch, she began to softly tap the floor and ceiling, knowing that any ; loud sound would probably only provoke another teargas canister, while her ; mind wandered ...
; ; ---
; ; Footsteps. High heels on pavement. A woman approaching.
; ; Doesn't matter, she thought. I don't care if I have to be a dyke, I need ; some fucking sex, and I need it now.
; ; A lighter clicking, a faint flash of light around the corner. Breath.
; ; Puffs of acrid smoke drifted around the corner.
; ; Sonia retreated into the darkness behind the building, scared and excited, ; expectant of what was to come.
; ; Footsteps again, getting louder, a shadow cast by streetlights approaching ; the corner, a silhouette of a slender woman, coming around the building, ; walking into the shadow, a glowing stub in her hands as she leaned back ; against the wall to smoke the long, thin cigarette.
; ; Sonia's heart thumped in her throat, confused, doubtful. Should she take ; the woman ? And how ?
; ; Do it, a voice in her head told her. You're much bigger and stronger than ; her - just grab her and run. Run to the woods. Run to the safety of the ; darkness. Do it.
; ; She shook her head, afraid of her thoughts, feeling the furnace of lust in ; her abdomen roar to life, screaming to be fed, its heat spreading to every ; last cell of her body.
; ; She got up.
; ; The smoking woman looked up from her musings, then froze, staring.
; ; Sonia's first step was hesitant; so was the next, but the third step was ; determined, and by the next she had her mind set on just one thing. ; The other woman dropped her cigarette and inhaled to scream, but Sonia ; clapped a large hand over her mouth and seized her, lifting her clear off ; the ground, then turned and ran. The woman struggled and writhed, but the ; naked giantess held firm, dashing away from the buildings, charging through ; the underbrush into the depths of the woods, while the woman's struggles ; slowly ceased...
; ; ---
; ; An unexpected hollow sound in the floor shook her out of her memories. ; Systematically, she started tapping the floor trying to determine the size ; and shape of the void, smiling when she realized it had to be a drain or ; something - yeah, that made sense.
; ; The area where the prison was could be subject to torrential rainfall, and ; the lockdown wing was probably on the lowest floor - it had to be a storm ; drain of some description.
; ; Pleased with her discovery, she sat down and considered her options. ; She had no tools other than her strength, no clothes, no protection, and, ; if they found her bashing the floor before she broke through they'd ; probably move her to another cell, or restrain her somehow.
; ; But hell, it was worth a try.
; ; Laying down near the door, she tried to pick up any sounds from outside, ; like guards walking the corridor, or perhaps worse.
; ; Counting to 1000 she laid there and listened. Nothing.
; ; Determined to make it she got up, braced herself against the ceiling and ; brought one heel down as hard as she could, hearing the boom echo in the ; hollow space below. Nothing. No effect. But, no response either.
; ; Angry at the pain in her foot, angry at the humuliation she had had to ; endure so far, angry at not knowing what had done this to her, she stomped ; down her heel again, impacting the solid concrete floor again, sending ; another loud BOOM echoing, but, this time, also a splintering sound as the ; floor chipped and cracked.
; ; Taking a deep breath again, she raised her foot, hearing rapid footfalls ; beyond the wall, approaching fast and hard.
; ; Fuck, she thought, here comes the riot squad. Well, nothing to lose now.
; ; As the outer door flew open and light streamed in, she rammed her foot down ; as hard as she could, rewarded with the floor splintering and cracking, ; before splitting apart revealing a dark, evil hole beneath. ; "Oh fuuuuck," Sonia shouted as the floor beneath her feet crumbled and she ; vanished down into the darkness ...
; ; ---
; ; She stopped in a little grassy clearing, panting, the limp woman in her ; iron grasp.
; ; Shocked at what she'd done, she let her victim fall to the ground, jumping ; back in fear.
; ; Oh my god, she thought, I killed her. Or did I ?
; ; Carefully she approached the unconscious figure again, hesitantly putting ; a large finger on the woman's neck, feeling a pulse. Alive.
; ; Sonia curiously studied her victim's anorexic physique, estimating the ; woman to be in her early thirties, running her hand over the tight-fitting ; clothes, from the dirty miniskirt to the spandex athletic top advertising a ; local high school with not much underneath.
; ; Gently she pulled the small skirt up and pushed the woman's legs apart, ; then lowered her head into the shaved crotch, pressing her tongue in, ; parting the woman's nether lips with the very tip, digging deeper, french ; kissing her, lips to lust mound, the roaring furnace in her belly cooling ; to a simmer as she tasted her victim, flicking her tongue around, feeling ; the woman begin to wake up, gyrate, and moan. ; She intensified her efforts, and her victim gasped, and she felt hands on ; her large full breasts, stroking them, fingers sliding on and over her ; nipples.
; ; She kept working the woman's pussy, delving into it with her tongue, ; flicking from side to side, using her lips to seal the lust mound in her ; mouth, sucking it deep, feeling it swell and grow, hearing her victim moan ; and feeling her writhe, not in agony or resistance, but in pleasure. ; Sonia increased the pace, twisting her tongue faster, sucking harder, as ; the pitch of the moans turned to small screams of lust, the hands on her ; stiff, swollen breasts digging in, pulling her nipples, until finally her ; victim arched her back and let out a deep crooning moan and surrendered her ; fluid to Sonia, who felt the impulse to drink, and drink deep.
; ; As she drank, she felt her breasts fill and swell, even distend some, the ; pressure behind her nipples rising, and rising fast.
; ; Pulling away from her victim's crotch, a strange, animalistic instinct deep ; inside her took over, and without thought she pushed one of her engorged, ; swollen nipples in the woman's face, who accepted it into her mouth and ; began sucking, Sonia amazed to see her huge boobs easily double the size ; they had been, thin lines of glowing green rippling across the surface. ; Before she had time to think about it, something POPped in the nipple ; the woman had been sucking on, and the pressure in both her breasts began ; to go down as her victim drank and ... changed ...
; ; ---
; ; Fetid, smelly water washed over her naked form, and she sat up, coughing to ; expel what she had gotten into her mouth of it before taking in the dank ; surroundings.
; ; In front of her, two dirty, foaming waterfalls of sewage dropped from large ; tubes about 10 feet up into the seething, whirling, collection pool she was ; sitting on the edge of, lit by a pair of caged sodium lamps, draining away ; into a large, roaring channel.
; ; Coughing a few more times, she got up, hit her head on the ceiling, cursed, ; then crabbed over to the drainage channel and peeked into it, seeing a long ; downward slope disappearing into the darkness.
; ; Looking around, she saw a ladder leading to a manhole in the corner.
; ; Escape, she thought.
; ; Carefully, she slid along the edge of the pool towards the manhole, then ; cursed again when she realized she was far too large, especially in the ; chest, to fit through it.
; ; She had to get out. If she stayed, she would starve.
; ; She took a deep breath, then started down the chute into the darkness, ; trying to carefully clamber down to the bottom.
; ; About 20 feet down from the chamber one of her feet slipped, and cursing, ; she splashed into the raging torrent sweeping her away, into darkness.
; ; Sonia managed to get one good gasp of air before she reached the bottom and ; went under, drowning both in the dirty, untreated water and the pitch black ; darkness...
; ; ---
; ; As she drank, the woman's figure began filling out.
; ; Her top began to stretch as a pair of fleshy balloons inflated under them, ; and before long, her ample cleavage burst from under the top, below and ; above; hard, erect nipples poking through the flexible fabric.
; ; Her hips angled and widened, her legs turned from scrawny, thin sticks into ; well-shaped, curvaceous limbs, and when she pulled away from Sonia's ; breasts, now back to their former size, she saw her perfectly molded face, ; looking ten years younger than before, and a hell of a lot prettier. ; Dumbstruck, Sonia just sat there. What the ...
; ; Then the woman had pushed Sonia on her back and proceeded to expertly eat ; out Sonia's large, extremely wet and throbbing pussy, leaving not a single ; spot untouched by either tongue or hand, sending her spiraling into total ; ecstasy until she erupted into an orgasmic tsunami of juice, changing her ; former unwilling victim further, her short strawberry hair growing longer, ; richer and curling, until it fell down in seductive long locks to just ; below the shoulders.
; ; Horrified of what she had become, Sonia had scrambled to her feet and she ; had run, run like the hounds of hell were after her, leaving the stunned ; woman, still covered in sticky cum, behind...
; ; ---
; ; Her head broke the surface and instinctively she gasped for air, eyes still ; screwed shut against the foul liquid she was in.
; ; A soft, but cold breeze ran over her head and she took the risk of opening ; her eyes, looking up at the starry night sky while being swept along in an ; open drain channel towards the gaping, churning maw of another tunnel in ; the distance.
; ; She scrambled out of the main flow, and quickly discovered it was shallow ; enough for her to stand in, even though the force of the flow made it hard ; to stay upright.
; ; No way was she going to get sucked underground again, into another dark ; hole from which there might not be any escape. ; Escape. She had escaped. Free. Out. Open.
; ; Scrambling up and out of the concrete channel she found herself in a hilly ; landscape dotted with rows of trees.
; ; I must've been carried for miles, she thought, trying to locate the prison ; building, but not seeing anything resembling it.
; ; She felt tired. Tired and hungry. She stumbled to a row of trees, prepared ; to eat even the leaves if need be, then broke out laughing hysterically. ; She was in an orchard. Apples. Deliciously sweet apples.
; ; She ate her fill of the sweet fruit, then, following the tree rows, leading ; to a large, old farm shed with a hayloft.
; ; She climbed up, nestled deep down into the straw and promptly fell asleep.
; ; ---
; ; She charged through the underbrush, dodging trees, swatting branches out of ; her way as she ran, and ran, until she stumbled over a stone, lost her ; balance and fell flat on the ground, breathing hard, tears in her eyes.
; ; What the fuck had she become? What had happened to her? Why? How? Who?
; ; Sobbing, she laid on the ground, curling up, crying, trying her best to ; ignore the pulsing, burning sensation between her legs, demanding her ; attention, demanding satisfaction, demanding sex. Here. Now. Lots.
; ; She forced herself upright, her breath ragged from the headlong charge and ; the episode of sobbing.
; ; She began to slowly walk, no idea where to, still reeling from what she ; had done. What she was capable of. How to control it.
; ; Spying a car slowing to a halt on a dirt road, she hunched down, and the ; lust-driven animal inside her took over. The hunt was on again.
; ; Hiding in the darkness just off the road she waited for the driver to get ; out and walk to the side of the road to urinate, and as he zipped up his ; pants having relieved himself she leapt out and pounced on him, roughly ; planting her lips on his, locking him in a crushing embrace, sending them ; rolling off the road's shoulder into the field next to it.
; ; She felt his limp dick get hard inside his pants, felt his struggle cease ; and instead, his hands began running over her body, groping her ass and ; her tits, and she let go of her crushing embrace, unzipping the fly on his ; pants, revealing his cock.
; ; Hungrily, she moved her head down to his groin and sucked his ; shaft in her mouth, wrapping her tongue around it.
; ; "Oh yeah baby," the man groaned, "give it to me."
; ; So you want it now, do you, her consciousness noticed. About a minute ago ; you were fighting and punching me. Well I don't care. I'll give it to you.
; ; Gently she began blowing his cock, feeling it grow and get more erect in ; her mouth.
; ; Bigger, she thought, else I won't even fucking feel him inside of me.
; ; She bobbed her head up and down, toying with his balls with one hand, never ; letting up the pace of her blowjob, feeling his erection reach the back of ; her mouth, feeling his balls swell up and fill his scrotum.
; ; Am I doing this ? She wondered. If so, then this is fucking great. ; Pulling his massively swollen dick out of her mouth, she shielded it from ; his view by pushing it down and gently stroking it.
; ; "Wanna get fucked, honey ?" she asked, her voice deep and husky.
; ; "Anything you want baby, anything. Go ahead."
; ; She reared up, then carefully positioning herself, she put the head of his ; enhanced dick against her large, pulsing clit and let him gasp for breath ; as she massaged her erecting lust knob with it, before guiding it into ; her dripping wet, fiery hot pussy and began to slowly thrust.
; ; Oh god, she thought. He's much bigger than I hoped. I feel so deliciously ; loaded right now. But I still gotta have more.
; ; Gyrating her massive hips, she began to stroke and massage his balls, never ; letting up the pace on her lustful maneuvers, softly moaning in pleasure, ; sending her partner ... well, victim really, gasping for breath as she ; relentlessly drove him towards his climax, feeling her own crotch swelling ; and tightening in anticipation, her breasts and nipples erecting, her ; senses sharpening as she put him on final approach to Climax.
; ; "Give it to me," she moaned, "give it to me honey, all of it," feeling his ; balls swell in her hand again.
; ; She upped the pace, using one hand to visually stimulate him as she lifted ; one of her large, solid breasts up to her face and began licking the ; turgid, engorged nipple, feeling it swell even further in her mouth and ; under her tongue, sensing his dick stretch and feeling the throb preceeding ; a climactic eruption ...
; ; ---
; ; A loud whoop-whoop-whoop tore her from her reverie in the hayloft as a ; bright searchlight swept over the barn.
; ; Helicopter. Would they have mounted a search for her already ? ; She froze in fear, making herself as small as possible, waiting for the ; light and sound to go away.
; ; What felt like hours later the light died down and the thumping sound of ; rotorblades disappeared into the distance.
; ; Can't stay here, she thought, panicked.
; ; Have to keep moving. Where to go ? What to do ?
; ; Early evening had given way to the dead of night as she stepped out of the ; barn, trying to get her bearings.
; ; She stood outside and took a deep breath, clearing her mind, trying to make ; a decision, when she tasted salt on the wind. Maybe there was solace in the ; sea, she thought. Worth a try.
; ; Determining her direction, she started, dodging apple trees and stepping ; over fences as she went, nervously keeping an eye out for cover and for ; any search parties she suspected were out looking for her.
; ; As she checked the sky for aircraft, she missed the ground abruptly ; changing directions from horizontal to near-vertical, and before she fully ; realized what was going on, she was plunging down a cliff.
; ; She screwed her eyes shut, certain this would be the end, hoping to at ; least catch a flash of her past life passing by ...
; ; ---
; ; She felt his warm, delicious cum shoot deep inside her, felt herself being ; rejuvenated, strengthening, her body flush with warmth, not a burning ; sensation, but a radiant heat spreading to every cell of her body as she ; milked every last drop from him, feeling him go flacid inside her. ; Annoyed she jiggled her breasts for him "hey honey, look at these here." ; but got no response.
; ; He had passed out.
; ; Angry she stood up, letting his soft dick pull from her pussy, astounded ; at the size of it.
; ; Good lord, she thought. He's hung like a fucking stallion now. I'd better ; get the hell out of here before he comes to and freaks out.
; ; Again, she turned and ran, not looking which way, just away from where she ; had come, away from the stationary car and the unconscious man beside it.
; ; She found herself running down an unpaved road, until she tripped over ; something at the roadside and fell down hard, hitting her head on something ; hard and unyielding, knocking her out cold.
; ; ---
; ; She hit the water with all the grace of a hunk of rock, going under as she ; flailed to stay on the surface in the large breakers, desperately trying to ; swim away from the merciless pounding of the waves onto the cliff.
; ; She went under once more, came up again, struggled, managed to get into a ; crosscurrent, then had to fight a vicious riptide carrying her away from ; shore, before hitting calmer waters. A beach loomed in the moonlight, and ; she used her last reserves of strength to reach it, crawling out of the ; water wheezing and gasping. So much for quiet times on the seaside, she ; thought bitterly, curling up in a sheltered corner of the beach against ; the sheer walls beyond the beach.
; ; Sleep, she thought, I need sleep. Soon the washing waves blurred and the ; sparkling sand dimmed as her eyes fell shut and she collapsed into a heap, ; solidly asleep from exhaustion.
; ; ---
; ; Slowly she came to, aware she was in totally different surroundings. ; The quiet country road had been replaced with the bustling noise of ; someplace civilized, and the soft sand and grass had given way to hard, ; solid concrete.
; ; She felt fabric on her skin and it irritated her, chafing like hell. ; She tried to sit up, but quickly found she had been solidly restrained, and ; blinking a few times she tried to identify her location as best she could ; from her uncomfortable position on the cold floor.
; ; Bars. A cell. Prison. She sighed. Well, this was the end of the ride then. ; From here it would be a straight ride to prison with additional time for ; being an escapee.
; ; Muted voices in the hallway.
; ; Pretending to be still out cold she laid down motionless on the floor, the ; rough fabric of the large white sheet chafing on her skin.
; ; "Who or what is she ?" A gravelly male voice asked.
; ; "We don't know sheriff," a woman's, no, girl's voice said. "We found her by ; the side of a road, naked and unconscious."
; ; "Well, better call them big city boys to come cart her off. I don't want ; this kind of weird trouble in my county."
; ; "In the meantime, what do we do with her ?"
; ; "Keep her tied up in that cell. I don't want any trouble with those weird ; sightings lately. Prison buses falling from the sky. Multiple statements, ; sworn ones even, of UFO sightings. No, this is strictly city stuff." ; Footsteps disappearing down the corridor again.
; ; The 'city people' had come sooner than she had expected, had ; roughly stuck an injection needle in her shoulder, immobilizing her. ; One of them had liberally inked her one of her limp hands, pressing it ; against a sheet of cardboard.
; ; They had carried her outside into a van, bundled her up in the back of it, ; and while they drove over a bumpy road one of them had taken a call on his ; cellphone, and after completing it, had adressed her.
; ; "Well, Sonia Dawson. I don't know what hormone treatment you took and which ; plastic surgeon you went to in the past two weeks, but you're going to stay ; where you belong - in jail."
; ; The mere realization of having to be locked away for any length of time ; has frightened her. The fact she was incapable of doing anything about it ; frustrated her endless. I'll get out, she swore. I'll get out even if it is ; the last thing I'll ever do. But I will get out.
; ; As the van pulled up to what sounded like a gate, one of the people in the ; front seat bent backwards with a syringe in his hand.
; ; "Now hold still, this won't hurt a bit ..."
; ; ---
; ; A soft thrumming sound reverberated through her body, waking her up as a ; bright light enveloped her, and a familiar sweet aroma filled her nostrils ; as sleep once more enveloped her.
; ; Sonia's final sensations were several pairs of hands picking her up and ; carrying her someplace, and as the sweet aroma dwindled and her ; consciousness slipped away, she thought she saw a bluish figure in front ; of her, feeling soft, silky hands cupping and weighing her breasts. ; somehow, she felt ... home ? ; ;