You throw your hands up and take a step back. "Whoah, lady. I'll drive you, but we can't go to the hospital. "Just open the damn door." She motions with her handgun to the back doors of the ambulance. You open the door and she climbs in and has a seat in the back. You get back in the driver's seat. Emilio turns to look at the new passenger, and she points her gun at his head. "Your weapon. Now." He disarms himself slowly, placing his gun at her feet. "Good." She turns her attention back to you. "Now, drive. We're not going to a hospital, hospitals aren't safe. We're going to the harbor." You drive as she gives directions. You screw up some courage and turn to look at her. "You know, we're trying to get a ride off this island. We might have a seaplane ready to go soon." "We're heading right for the harbor it operates out of," adds Emilio. "You mind if I try to get my buddy again, lady?" The woman begins to calm down. "Yeah. Go ahead. You should get off the island if you can. I...I have a ride out, but I don't think I should take any hangers-on." The biohazard bag catches her eye. "What is in there? It looks like...panties?" "Yeah," you say. "Don't touch it. There's an outbreak of some wierd bimbo virus, and that's an infected sample." "I know about the virus," the woman says. "That's why hospitals aren't safe. That's why I have to get out of here ASAP." "Lady, who are you? You didn't have to pull a gun on us, we'd have given you a ride...especially since we're going the same way!" She pulls a badge out of her handbag, and shows it to you. It identifies her as a federal agent named "Zephyr," but doesn't identify any agency. "That's all the identification I can show you. All I should need to show you." Emilio shuts his phone and pumps a fist. "Yes! We've got a ride out. My buddy didn't believe me about the virus, but he says he'll take us out of here at cost!" The lights and siren help you get to the harbor fairly quickly. The seaplane is there a ways down, fueling. Zephyr rummages through her handbag, finds a pair of keys, and pulls them out. She puts on a pair of vinyl gloves and grabs the biohazard bag. "This is coming with me. Thanks for the ride, guys. Good luck." She walks down the dock to a speedboat and starts it up. Emilio waves to a figure who has appeared at the seaplane. The figure waves back. Then a second figure approaches the man at the plane. A curvaceous figure. "Oh, shit," Emilio says. The pilot turns to the woman, and she saunters up very close to him. A short verbal exchange takes place, then she puts a finger to his lips, shushing him. She runs the finger down his chin, down his neck, down his chest, and strokes his crotch. They kiss, lightly at first., then more and more heavily, tongues darting into each other's mouths. You look down the pier. Zephyr has started her boat up and is reversing it out of its docking space. You shout at her: "Hey! Hey! Take us with you!" The pilot places his hand on the bimbo's shoulder and pushes her down. She kneels and undoes his pants. She takes his erect length into her mouth and sucks, desperate for a taste of his seed. Soon, he pulls away and lies down to get in a better position for them both. Zephyr has backed out and is motoring gently forward through the low-speed zone of the harbor. Soon she will be in the clear, able to accelerate, and the motor will drown your cries out. "Come back! Don't leave us here! Hey!" The bimbo has positioned herself on top of the pilot, licking his cock like a lollipop and fondling his balls. Her pussy is positioned right over his mouth, and his face is wet with her juices. He teases her clit with one hand as the other fondles one of a new pair of growths on his chest. Suddenly he erupts, and thick spurts of cum spurt into the air. The bimbo catches some on her tongue as it rains down. She crawls off of the pilot, who sits up, long hair falling over narrower shoulders, large breasts jutting into the air. The two giggle and kiss, and the bimbo goes down to eat the pilot's new pussy. The pilot screams in ecstasy as she comes again, completing the transformation. The two sit there fondling each other gently, and then, hearing you shouting, they turn and look at you and Emilio. "God damn it, our ride's no good! Come back and take us with you! Zephyr! Help!" What happens next