After The Change: Hose Down (Patreon)

Rose was screaming. A scream of anger and frustration. A scream to get her demons out and keep the others at bay. Her whole body was numb from the recoil of her automatic rifle as she squeezed the trigger so hard her knuckle was white. She stood over Makintosh as a protective barrier. He was prone on the floor in the foetal position with his hands over his head. He was also screaming but it was the scream that signals that the demons have already got in and are doing their work. He needed Rose to shield him. 

In front of Rose knelt a giant. His colossal penis was semi-erect, the dregs of a stream of cum oozed out of it towards the ground, a long sticky drip. Before him the earth was shattered where he had directed his load, right on top of Raza and Ramirez. They lay stunned in a pool of the white sticky cum, thick and viscous it puddled up from the ground to cover their bodies and they fought for breath after it had been all but knocked out of them. Raza still held her gun but there was almost no chance that it would be operational. Also not operational was the APC, flipped onto its side and useless. Survivors moved around, got into position, hid, fought back. It was all a blur to Rose. She just had to try to keep Mackintosh safe. All she could see was the gigantic cock. It was about the same size as the APC even as it became flaccid, and he had used it to flip the vehicle, smash it, and bat it around like a toy. A cock you could literally ride on, or even in. It twitched as the remnants of his orgasm faded an the last of his cum was squeezed out. Rose snapped to and in a moment of clarity realised: they needed to get out of here. Now.