"The Van." Colin replied.
"The Van?" Tino asked.
"We aren't getting any fish biting, so let's get out of here..." Colin replied while motioning his eyes in the parking lot's direction.
"We can't just go back empty handed!" Tino quietly yelled.
"You can't really do much without food to eat..."
"We'll raid the drive thru or a store somewhere, now let's get out of here before they taste a piece of us." Colin whispered while pointing to the naked ladies licking their lips while kneading their breasts.
The guys took a step back, then another, as the old timers noticed and joined in. The bimbos giggled as they "played along" taking steps towards their would-be prey as their wet clits glistened in the sunlight.
"So..... uh.... bye." Colin replied as he and the others made a v-line for the van.
The old timers ran as hard as their old bones could carry them, but it wasn't enough to get away. One by one, they were pinned to the ground by massive busts and sprayed in the mouth with hot sticky cum. Wrinkles faded into nothing, chests ballooned out, old withered dongs slithered inside, and ultimately more bimbos joined the chase.
Colin and Tino made it to the front of the van. The squad leader frantically pulled out his keys and unlocked the doors.
"Alright, let's goooooooo!" Tino yelled as the bimbos dragged him into their pile.
"Tino! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Colin yelled as a bimbo tore his shorts off and sucked on his dong like a vacuum.
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Game Over: Never tell people you're running away from, WHERE YOUR GOING! THAT'S HOW YOU END UP AS A BIMBO, LIVING IN A VAN DOWN BY THE RIVER! YES I KNOW IT'S A LAKE, BUT THIS IS MY REFERENCE!