Nikki calls 911 hoping to get a little more information. She thought maybe the authorities could help tell her what to do next.
A male voice came on the phone. “9…11… oh! W… what’s is your… emergency.” Nikki hears him whispering. “Stop sucking… I’m on the phone.”
“Um yeah. Can I get ahold of the police?”
The male voice moans as his playmate sucks harder. “You’re gonna make me finish! Um sorry the police a very very busy right now. Is this an emergency? Ohhh ohohoh!”
Nikki answers, “Well no. But I want to know what to…”
“Their-really-busy-and-can’t-take-non-emergencies-bye.” The operator blurts out as a messy orgasm rocks his world. He hangs up after several seconds of him moaning and groan as he empties his load into his co-worker’s mouth.
Nikki re-dials and the same man answers, “911 what’s you’re…”
Nikki fakes it, “He’s trying to break in… please, I need the police.”
The operator moans, “Have you tried sucking him off?”
“Excuse me?”
“Suck him off you dumb bitch! Fucking prudes I swear.”
“Give me the police.”
“Fine… you’re no fun.”
Nikki stays on the line as another man answers the phone out of breath. “Hello, hows can I help yous?”
She hears the background noise and can only assume its an infectious nightmare down there. The cells filled with infectious perverts and rapists, there’s no doubt the infections have swept through the station. Between the howls, moans, and constant cursing, Nikki can even hear the officer she was talking to panting as though he was mounting someone.
“Hi. I just need some information on what to do.”
He moans, “You fuckin’ kiddin’ me? Go watch the news! We’re up to our cock’s in weird shit over ‘ere.”
Nikki listens as the cop let’s out a relieved moan as though he just let loose his messy load. “Please I just need advice on what to do. This is so messed up.”
“Messed up? You gots an animal cunt between your legs?”
“No…”
“Yous been fuckin’ any cock yous can wrap your legs around?”
“No…”
“Yous belongs on Animal Plant because yous lookin’ and actin’ like a bitch?”
“No I…”
“Then yous ain’t messed up. I’ve been married for 20 years, haven’t so much as looked at another girl. My partner of 5 years is gettin’ married next Friday. Know what’s messed up? I’ve got a dog coc’ the size of Kentucky wedged up my partner’s cunt and we haven’t unknotted in tree hours! Messed up is tellin’ my wife I’ve now gotta side bitch. Messed up is telling my partner’s fiancé dat I loosened her up for him. Messed up is tellin’ them both dat we’re expecting pups, prepare to make room and help raise ‘em.”
“Listen, I’m sorry this is happening to you… I just need to know what to do?”
“Oh fuckin’ ‘ell! I’m getting hard again… Yeah I knows… Well yous don’t wanna try pullin’ out before I’m soft cause it hurts… Yeah it feels good but I’m gettin’ tired of lookin’ at your ass and the back of your head… Yeah, yeah I’ll start hump. Oooooh!”
“Ummm, excuse me?”
“What? What! WHAT? What do yous want still?”
“Is it safe enough to go outside to stock up or should I stay indoors?”
“Stay indoors. If yous go outside, I recommend the doggy style. Helps with pleasure, penetration, and aimmin’ his swimmers down your fuck hole.”
Nikki frowned in disgust. “Ok thanks. Have fun.”
Nikki investigated her pantry. She had food to last a week or two, but not much more.