As Jen had then a cell door key, she thought why not take the chance of searching for Carla. She began to check by peering through each port, in each door until she found where Carla was, she crying as of her fate.
“Carla,” Jen whispered, only to see her friend could only lift head to look up at her cell door.
Jen used the cell door key, opening the door and rushed to the aid of her friend. The restraining straps were stretched tight, but Jen continued to try loosening the straps.
“Jen, how did you get in here, this place is well guarded,” Asked Carla as she struggled to get free from the six straps that held her down to the old army style cot?
Muffled groans and an occasional cry came from a nearby cell. Carla heard the muffled cry as if someone there were in pain. Jen told Carla about Billy and that the satiric boy grabbed the guard to molest and not her.
Finally, after much work, Jen freed Carla, as Jen helper her to stand up. Carla acted as if still drugged; she could barely hold herself up as walk, feeling strange that she wanted to walk on all fours. Jen held up Carla and together they walk toward the freight elevator and the chance of freedom.
“Wait, so what of Billy,” Carla thought to ask?
“Billy is almost a real Billy goat, and he wanted so to show his appreciation to the guard named Bob, that I left them as locked together.
Besides, the last I saw Bob and Billy, the almost go had his cock jammed down the throat of Bob, with Billy thrusting madly.
You hear it, as I can, that rhythmic thwack, thwack, sound of a buck thrusting?”
Carla must have heard the sound and then that she knew what it from, she giggled.
They were just to the freight elevator when the thing began to lower. Jen helped Carla to step back into a shadowed place, as they watched the elevator halt at their floor. The safety gate went up and who should be there, but Doc Byle and a rather fur covered fellow.
“Grab him,” Jen said, as Carla leaped at the doctor, and his furred victim jumped in to be of help.
“Hold him down while go get some rope or twine,” Jen said.
Carla knelt over the Doc’s back while holding his right arm. Their new found friend grabbed the left arm and he knelt on the back of the doctor’s neck.
“Bwaking wout,” the furry black fellow said with an on slur.
“We get him bound and tied up as then tossed inside one of those secure cells, and you can come with us,” Carla offered with a friendly, appreciating smile.
“Naw twoo fer awong, sa… soon be Growewawa, bwack, bwug Gerwewa!” This short man said with his slurred speech.
“A Gorilla, maybe we can find an antidote,” Carla said, as from on the ground, the doctor said, “There is no antidotes, Dale will become a Gorilla, as if you escape or not, your new destiny is of becoming a Santa-Gertrudis heifer!”
“Here, I found some binding straps, you get his ankles and me his wrists. Now, ah sir, ah Gorilla, could we drag him and put him in cell # 4.”
Jen said, as the Doctor craned his head around and began to beg as not be tossed inside of Cell # 4.
When the four stood looking inside cell 4, what stood staring back had yellow eyes, two horns, an evil grin, but from her large breasts and down she appeared to be a female goat.
“Give him to me, you owe me Doc, you promised to marry me if I let you fuck me. As you did me five times for a whole long night, and then of me then returning the favoring. As then you injected me with a vaccine, and this is what I am now, you bastard!” She said, telling of why as how she became as in part a goat.
“No, do not put me in with her, she would infect me, Bob, Bob help,” the Doc said as tried to call for help.
“Oh about Bob, he is enjoying a fun romp with Billy in cell # 1.” Jen said as she took out the cell door key and unlocked the door to cell 4.
“Here you go dear, the Doc is bound hands and ankles, you treat him real nice, we want that he should remember this romp for years to come and like his cum!” Jen said, as Dale, Jen, and Carla left the Doc to the mercy of one of his girlfriend victims, as the three friends went toward the waiting elevator.