Colin grabbed the semi auto rifle and filled his left pocket with clips, and grabbed a taser holstered in a belt. It was black and yellow, with a dial that went up to the highest legally classed non-lethal voltage in the United States.
It would come in handy if a bimbo got too close for the rifle, but the problem would be switching between the two. Colin timed himself and it took three minutes, two minutes too long for dealing with bimbos. He spotted some duct tape in the guard booth nearby and had an "Ah-ha!" moment.
The gamer strolled up the ramp and got into position, getting a good look at the bimbo horde laying about in the ship. They were curvy, nude, and sprawled out on the floor and sloppily kissing.
"It's go time." Colin said as a bimbo moved away from the door going into the hallway.
The gamer bolted forward, squeezing the trigger in intervals to gun down the bimbos while conserving as much ammo as possible. The ditzy, huge breasted sluts were hit in the face, chest, and gut intermixedly as blood spewed out over the floor.
Collin gunned his way right in front of the doorway as a long nailed hand grabbed him.
"Hey hun! Like, let's party!" The blonde bimbo said.
Colin spun around and squeezed another trigger, the taser hooks hitting her square in the knockers. Her boobs jiggled like crazy as her body trembled from the shock. Colin backed into the doorway and into the hall, slamming the door shut. He then pulled the knife from his back and cut the ductape off.
The taser hit the floor as Colin bolted off.
He ran through the hall, only slowing down to shoot the occasional bimbo. Colin found himself at three paths, but kept going, ending up at the...