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It was the next morning after Buster had a clash against the fiery Temperate, a battle which Buster happened to get shot in the back and fell unconscious from the bullet wound. She woke up startled and confused in a hospital bed, frantically looking around. It took her a moment to figure it out, but obviously she was taken to a hospital for her condition. Apparently she forgot to shrink her breasts down to their “smallest” size, because on both sides there was another bed for each tit to lay on. And while she wore a regular patient gown, each breast had their own patient gown to cover them up.
“Ow!” Buster moaned as she attempted to sit up. “Guess I blacked out. I hate blacking out. Something about not knowing where I have been or who has been touching me, bothers me.”
She felt around her body, discovering that along her back there was a large bandage. Realizing she had been hit. Shortly after her awakening, a young nurse came into the room.
“Ah, you're awake!” She said in a chipper voice.
“Um, hey.” Buster awkwardly responded. “Where did my clothes go?”
“Oh don't fuss about that, just focus on getting better now! So how are you feeling?”
“No really, where did my suit go? It's really expensive and I am going to lose a whole paycheck if I can't find it.”
“Ho ho ho! That old thing had holes all over it! You know, you shouldn't have been playing with fire!”
“Okay, thanks for the advice, but it's important and I am really hoping you guys didn't throw it out.”
“So uh, how does a girl like you find clothes to shop for anyways?”
“Listen, I can either get it fixed for fairly cheap, or I can spend the time getting measured and ordering it for a lot of money.”
“Haha! Well I'm glad to see you're feeling better!”
“It is specially designed so that I can fire lasers through it without having to take my top off, among other powers I need to use without flashing everyone.”
“Well, I'll tell the doctor that you're up so he can see you!”
And so, the nurse let herself out.
“She threw the fricken outfit out.” Buster mumbled as she laid back in the bed. “Just my luck.”
As Buster laid there, she shrunk her boobs enough so that they wouldn't need the extra beds for them. Though they were still far too large for a single gown, so she kept the other two on them. She noticed a remote next to her bed and turned on the tv hanging on the wall. Buster actually sat there for about an hour watching cartoons until she realized that she was sitting there for an hour watching cartoons.
“What the hell kind of place is this?” She pondered. “They have a bullet wound patient laying around and no one but some loony nurse check up on her. In fact, I haven't really seen anyone walking up and down the halls in a while. This is a hospital, right? Shouldn't there be, you know, activity?”
As best she could, Buster crawled out of bed and began to move around. With nobody in view, she reached into the depths of her cleavage where she was able to pull out an emergency costume in case she lost her other one. As quickly as she could, she swapped her gown for her super heroine suit. With her new outfit on, she began to walk around to see what was going on. Though, due to the sheer weight of her jugs, she didn't want to exert herself too much from her previous injury.
“This is definitely weird, it looks like nobody is in any of these rooms.” She wondered out loud. “Something fiii-shyyyy is goooo-ing ooon.”
Bored from finding no one one the floor she was on, Buster decided to go into the elevator and head down to the main lobby. Luckily she didn't have to share an elevator, cause she was hogging up half of it herself. And so, she went down to the main floor and...
Zombies! The floor was infested with zombies! The type that had white eyes, rotting grey flesh, and a hunger for meat, as proven since the floors and walls were splattered with blood. And many of the undead monsters were occupied feasting on some fresh prey. From the elevator across the entire gigantic room, there must have been at least 200 of these things crawling around. Buster's eyes lit up with fear and shock at the scene, unable to quite believe what she was seeing. She quickly panicked as some zombies perked up at her arrival, then she immediately began mashing the close button as fast and frequent as possible. Several of them shuffled towards her with hungry eyes, and as they approached, the door began to close until it barely managed to shut before they reached it.
“Zombies!?” Buster shouted. “What the hell!? What am I supposed to do about tha-OW!”
Buster rubbed her back after bumping into the rail in the elevator. She took a moment to think about the situation as she had the elevator go back up to the original floor she was on. The concept of real zombies is something people fantasize and joke about, but she was seriously trapped in a hospital full of them.
“I can't be the only one left trapped in here, there must be others!” Buster thought. “Guess if I am going around telling people that I'm a hero, I ought to do more heroic things. Yeah...”
Just as soon as she said that, the electricity went out. Though, only for a moment since the emergency generators kicked in. But in doing so, not all the lights were on normally, and it also disabled the elevator. She reluctantly pried open the doors to free herself, only to discover she was on another zombie ridden floor in the hospital.
“Not as many here. Better make this quick!” Buster told herself. “And note to self, don't get bitten...”
As best she could, she wobbled her way down the halls to see if anyone was in need of help. Having so much tasty meat dangling off her chest, the zombies naturally wandered towards her. As they approached her, one by one Buster used her breasts to fire laser beams at them, causing them to break apart from the attack or be sent flying across the room. As long as she had the will to do so, she had infinite ammo with those babies. But just as soon as she was beginning to think handling a group of zombies was easy, one of the closet doors behind her busted open, having a herd of undead flowed out, some even immediately crawling towards her. Just as she turned around to see what the commotion was about, one of the zombies grabbed her leg.
“AAAHH! Get off of me!”
And with a single punt, she kicked the zombie's head right off. The motion caused her back to twist though, hurting the wound in her back, thus causing her to lose balance from her hundred pound breasts and accidentally fell over onto her butt. Several more zombies crawled towards her, but in the corner in her eye she saw a tool that would come in handy. Her boob stretched over to the wall and snatched a fire extinguisher off the wall. She quickly squeezed it between her boobs to get a hold of it, and finally releasing a spray of foam onto the group of zombies on the ground, effectively blinding them for the time being. Afterward, her tits slapped the ground, hoisting her up so that she can get away from the confused monsters.
“Stupid!” Buster snapped. “It's like I'm trying to get myself killed here!”
Just then, Buster noticed a group of zombies down the hall clawing at the door. She went over to them, and with one quick inflated titty SLAP she slammed the zombies out of the way.
“Is anyone in there? Helloooo?” Buster inquired.
It took a moment, but Buster managed to get someone to respond. There was a group of people trapped in that room. Buster entered the room, because she figured bringing a group of people out would be a bad idea. As usual, everyone was concerned about her capabilities because of her gigantic tits.
“Don't worry guys, I'm here to help. But I don't think you want to go back out there.” Buster told them.
“How could you possibly help us?” Someone asked.
“It looks like you can hardly stand on your own.” Another person stated.
“This isn't good, we were planning an escape, and now we have a liability on our hands. No offense.”
Buster got frustrated. “Yeah, okay, whatever. It isn't like I just plowed through a hoard of zombies single-handedly or anything.”
“Seriously though, don't you think you should cut back on the implants?”
Buster retorted. “Uh, don't you think YOU should cut back on your comments! Come on guys, give me a break here.”
“No, we're not going to let this bimbo stop us. We are getting out of here! Leave her behind, maybe if God is merciful he'll forgive her for doing such atrocious things to her body!”
“Listen! I can FLY! I can get you out of here!” Buster shouted.
Her words fell on deaf ears, the group of people pushed her out of the way, and due to her weakened physical condition, she just didn't have the back power to hold them still. Like a scared group of mice scattering in every direction, it was clear everyone was escaping with the mindset of every man for themselves. Buster was disheartened to see everyone flee into the darkness of the hallways, followed by screams and sounds of fighting.
“Wait! Don't leave me!” A voice shouted just as Buster was about to head towards the others that fled.
Buster turned around to find out that there was one more person in the room, it was a young woman who appeared so terrified that she couldn't get herself out from under the bed. Buster closed the door again, and proceeded to look under the bed.
“Hey there, you alright?” Buster calmly asked.
“Please help me...” The woman said as she slowly crawled out, eventually revealing a large baby bump. “I just came for a checkup. My husband was at work and... he must be worried sick.”
“Don't worry ma'am, I won't let any of those zombies get you. Come over here.”
Buster did the best she could to calm down the frantic woman, but ultimately freeing her from the building is the best thing to do.
Buster continued. “You see these big things on me? I can use them to float in the air. I do it all the time when I fight crime. I'll float us out of here, no problem.”
The woman nodded, for she had no other choice but to believe this woman she just met. Otherwise she would have to wait for the inevitable zombie rush. Buster opened up a window and allowed the pregnant woman to gently climb onto her back. Buster then stuck her chest out and inflated them large enough so that the two of them could comfortably lay on top. With a simple push, Buster softly floated out of the building on top of her own breasts. At first the woman hanging on our hero panicked, but as they calmly descended down the building, all of her fears disappeared.
As Buster floated closer towards the ground, she noticed there was a ton of activity surrounding the building. There were hundreds of heavy units and people in hazard suits prepared for an all out war against the zombies, and as Buster came closer to them, they all pointed upward.
“Alright everyone, take aim and prepare to fire!” Someone on a loudspeaker commanded.
“F-fire!?” Buster shouted. “Hey wait! Don't shoot!”
Buster greatly worried for the safety of the woman that was with her, but by miraculous chance, there was someone there to stop the attack.
“No! Don't shoot her!” A voice shouted below. “She's a super hero!”
The soldiers immediately halted their actions, and allowed Buster to land. Upon everyone's surprise, a woman with giant titties stood before them.
“I must be seeing things.” Someone said in confusion.
“Are those... breasts!?” Another person asked in surprise.
Everyone else around her continued to mock her from her appearance, but someone important appeared amongst them all, it was the Mayor of Steel City!
“I'd recognize those... um... well if it isn't Bruiser!” The Mayor stated.
“Um, yeah, really though, thanks for helping us not get shot out of the sky.” Buster sighed.
Someone else entered the scene, a soldier with a bit more authority. “What's going on up there, we're getting sitings of, zombies? Right?”
“Uh, yes, there are zombies up there. But there are also people trapped there too!” Buster told them.
“I'd ask if you're sure about that. But it seems like you brought someone with you.” The soldier pointed out.
Suddenly, a group of people with scanning equipment raised their sensors up and down Buster and the pregnant lady.
“Doesn't appear like either of them are infected.” One of the hazard suit guys told them.
“So there are survivors.” The soldier said out loud. “Listen, we can try to contact other super heroes in the area to help us out, mainly fliers like yourself. But I don't think we have the time right now. You managed to get this lady here out of the building. Could you try and do it again?”
“Yes! Of course!” Buster agreed, wondering in the back of her mind if she could possibly get paid doing so. “But um, why can't you guys go in yet?”
“We're planning on completely wiping out the place, to be frank.” He told her. “Zombies are bad news, once they spread they are very hard to get rid of. We've been trying to contact people in there for the past hour with no responses. Statistically by now, there should be no one left in there. But you proved otherwise. You have an hour to do this mission.”
Buster quickly realized the true seriousness of the situation. And with a quick game plan, she floated back into the building to gather up as many survivors as possible. Assuming there ARE any survivors left!
It was the next morning after Buster had a clash against the fiery Temperate, a battle which Buster happened to get shot in the back and fell unconscious from the bullet wound. She woke up startled and confused in a hospital bed, frantically looking around. It took her a moment to figure it out, but obviously she was taken to a hospital for her condition. Apparently she forgot to shrink her breasts down to their “smallest” size, because on both sides there was another bed for each tit to lay on. And while she wore a regular patient gown, each breast had their own patient gown to cover them up.
“Ow!” Buster moaned as she attempted to sit up. “Guess I blacked out. I hate blacking out. Something about not knowing where I have been or who has been touching me, bothers me.”
She felt around her body, discovering that along her back there was a large bandage. Realizing she had been hit. Shortly after her awakening, a young nurse came into the room.
“Ah, you're awake!” She said in a chipper voice.
“Um, hey.” Buster awkwardly responded. “Where did my clothes go?”
“Oh don't fuss about that, just focus on getting better now! So how are you feeling?”
“No really, where did my suit go? It's really expensive and I am going to lose a whole paycheck if I can't find it.”
“Ho ho ho! That old thing had holes all over it! You know, you shouldn't have been playing with fire!”
“Okay, thanks for the advice, but it's important and I am really hoping you guys didn't throw it out.”
“So uh, how does a girl like you find clothes to shop for anyways?”
“Listen, I can either get it fixed for fairly cheap, or I can spend the time getting measured and ordering it for a lot of money.”
“Haha! Well I'm glad to see you're feeling better!”
“It is specially designed so that I can fire lasers through it without having to take my top off, among other powers I need to use without flashing everyone.”
“Well, I'll tell the doctor that you're up so he can see you!”
And so, the nurse let herself out.
“She threw the fricken outfit out.” Buster mumbled as she laid back in the bed. “Just my luck.”
As Buster laid there, she shrunk her boobs enough so that they wouldn't need the extra beds for them. Though they were still far too large for a single gown, so she kept the other two on them. She noticed a remote next to her bed and turned on the tv hanging on the wall. Buster actually sat there for about an hour watching cartoons until she realized that she was sitting there for an hour watching cartoons.
“What the hell kind of place is this?” She pondered. “They have a bullet wound patient laying around and no one but some loony nurse check up on her. In fact, I haven't really seen anyone walking up and down the halls in a while. This is a hospital, right? Shouldn't there be, you know, activity?”
As best she could, Buster crawled out of bed and began to move around. With nobody in view, she reached into the depths of her cleavage where she was able to pull out an emergency costume in case she lost her other one. As quickly as she could, she swapped her gown for her super heroine suit. With her new outfit on, she began to walk around to see what was going on. Though, due to the sheer weight of her jugs, she didn't want to exert herself too much from her previous injury.
“This is definitely weird, it looks like nobody is in any of these rooms.” She wondered out loud. “Something fiii-shyyyy is goooo-ing ooon.”
Bored from finding no one one the floor she was on, Buster decided to go into the elevator and head down to the main lobby. Luckily she didn't have to share an elevator, cause she was hogging up half of it herself. And so, she went down to the main floor and...
Zombies! The floor was infested with zombies! The type that had white eyes, rotting grey flesh, and a hunger for meat, as proven since the floors and walls were splattered with blood. And many of the undead monsters were occupied feasting on some fresh prey. From the elevator across the entire gigantic room, there must have been at least 200 of these things crawling around. Buster's eyes lit up with fear and shock at the scene, unable to quite believe what she was seeing. She quickly panicked as some zombies perked up at her arrival, then she immediately began mashing the close button as fast and frequent as possible. Several of them shuffled towards her with hungry eyes, and as they approached, the door began to close until it barely managed to shut before they reached it.
“Zombies!?” Buster shouted. “What the hell!? What am I supposed to do about tha-OW!”
Buster rubbed her back after bumping into the rail in the elevator. She took a moment to think about the situation as she had the elevator go back up to the original floor she was on. The concept of real zombies is something people fantasize and joke about, but she was seriously trapped in a hospital full of them.
“I can't be the only one left trapped in here, there must be others!” Buster thought. “Guess if I am going around telling people that I'm a hero, I ought to do more heroic things. Yeah...”
Just as soon as she said that, the electricity went out. Though, only for a moment since the emergency generators kicked in. But in doing so, not all the lights were on normally, and it also disabled the elevator. She reluctantly pried open the doors to free herself, only to discover she was on another zombie ridden floor in the hospital.
“Not as many here. Better make this quick!” Buster told herself. “And note to self, don't get bitten...”
As best she could, she wobbled her way down the halls to see if anyone was in need of help. Having so much tasty meat dangling off her chest, the zombies naturally wandered towards her. As they approached her, one by one Buster used her breasts to fire laser beams at them, causing them to break apart from the attack or be sent flying across the room. As long as she had the will to do so, she had infinite ammo with those babies. But just as soon as she was beginning to think handling a group of zombies was easy, one of the closet doors behind her busted open, having a herd of undead flowed out, some even immediately crawling towards her. Just as she turned around to see what the commotion was about, one of the zombies grabbed her leg.
“AAAHH! Get off of me!”
And with a single punt, she kicked the zombie's head right off. The motion caused her back to twist though, hurting the wound in her back, thus causing her to lose balance from her hundred pound breasts and accidentally fell over onto her butt. Several more zombies crawled towards her, but in the corner in her eye she saw a tool that would come in handy. Her boob stretched over to the wall and snatched a fire extinguisher off the wall. She quickly squeezed it between her boobs to get a hold of it, and finally releasing a spray of foam onto the group of zombies on the ground, effectively blinding them for the time being. Afterward, her tits slapped the ground, hoisting her up so that she can get away from the confused monsters.
“Stupid!” Buster snapped. “It's like I'm trying to get myself killed here!”
Just then, Buster noticed a group of zombies down the hall clawing at the door. She went over to them, and with one quick inflated titty SLAP she slammed the zombies out of the way.
“Is anyone in there? Helloooo?” Buster inquired.
It took a moment, but Buster managed to get someone to respond. There was a group of people trapped in that room. Buster entered the room, because she figured bringing a group of people out would be a bad idea. As usual, everyone was concerned about her capabilities because of her gigantic tits.
“Don't worry guys, I'm here to help. But I don't think you want to go back out there.” Buster told them.
“How could you possibly help us?” Someone asked.
“It looks like you can hardly stand on your own.” Another person stated.
“This isn't good, we were planning an escape, and now we have a liability on our hands. No offense.”
Buster got frustrated. “Yeah, okay, whatever. It isn't like I just plowed through a hoard of zombies single-handedly or anything.”
“Seriously though, don't you think you should cut back on the implants?”
Buster retorted. “Uh, don't you think YOU should cut back on your comments! Come on guys, give me a break here.”
“No, we're not going to let this bimbo stop us. We are getting out of here! Leave her behind, maybe if God is merciful he'll forgive her for doing such atrocious things to her body!”
“Listen! I can FLY! I can get you out of here!” Buster shouted.
Her words fell on deaf ears, the group of people pushed her out of the way, and due to her weakened physical condition, she just didn't have the back power to hold them still. Like a scared group of mice scattering in every direction, it was clear everyone was escaping with the mindset of every man for themselves. Buster was disheartened to see everyone flee into the darkness of the hallways, followed by screams and sounds of fighting.
“Wait! Don't leave me!” A voice shouted just as Buster was about to head towards the others that fled.
Buster turned around to find out that there was one more person in the room, it was a young woman who appeared so terrified that she couldn't get herself out from under the bed. Buster closed the door again, and proceeded to look under the bed.
“Hey there, you alright?” Buster calmly asked.
“Please help me...” The woman said as she slowly crawled out, eventually revealing a large baby bump. “I just came for a checkup. My husband was at work and... he must be worried sick.”
“Don't worry ma'am, I won't let any of those zombies get you. Come over here.”
Buster did the best she could to calm down the frantic woman, but ultimately freeing her from the building is the best thing to do.
Buster continued. “You see these big things on me? I can use them to float in the air. I do it all the time when I fight crime. I'll float us out of here, no problem.”
The woman nodded, for she had no other choice but to believe this woman she just met. Otherwise she would have to wait for the inevitable zombie rush. Buster opened up a window and allowed the pregnant woman to gently climb onto her back. Buster then stuck her chest out and inflated them large enough so that the two of them could comfortably lay on top. With a simple push, Buster softly floated out of the building on top of her own breasts. At first the woman hanging on our hero panicked, but as they calmly descended down the building, all of her fears disappeared.
As Buster floated closer towards the ground, she noticed there was a ton of activity surrounding the building. There were hundreds of heavy units and people in hazard suits prepared for an all out war against the zombies, and as Buster came closer to them, they all pointed upward.
“Alright everyone, take aim and prepare to fire!” Someone on a loudspeaker commanded.
“F-fire!?” Buster shouted. “Hey wait! Don't shoot!”
Buster greatly worried for the safety of the woman that was with her, but by miraculous chance, there was someone there to stop the attack.
“No! Don't shoot her!” A voice shouted below. “She's a super hero!”
The soldiers immediately halted their actions, and allowed Buster to land. Upon everyone's surprise, a woman with giant titties stood before them.
“I must be seeing things.” Someone said in confusion.
“Are those... breasts!?” Another person asked in surprise.
Everyone else around her continued to mock her from her appearance, but someone important appeared amongst them all, it was the Mayor of Steel City!
“I'd recognize those... um... well if it isn't Bruiser!” The Mayor stated.
“Um, yeah, really though, thanks for helping us not get shot out of the sky.” Buster sighed.
Someone else entered the scene, a soldier with a bit more authority. “What's going on up there, we're getting sitings of, zombies? Right?”
“Uh, yes, there are zombies up there. But there are also people trapped there too!” Buster told them.
“I'd ask if you're sure about that. But it seems like you brought someone with you.” The soldier pointed out.
Suddenly, a group of people with scanning equipment raised their sensors up and down Buster and the pregnant lady.
“Doesn't appear like either of them are infected.” One of the hazard suit guys told them.
“So there are survivors.” The soldier said out loud. “Listen, we can try to contact other super heroes in the area to help us out, mainly fliers like yourself. But I don't think we have the time right now. You managed to get this lady here out of the building. Could you try and do it again?”
“Yes! Of course!” Buster agreed, wondering in the back of her mind if she could possibly get paid doing so. “But um, why can't you guys go in yet?”
“We're planning on completely wiping out the place, to be frank.” He told her. “Zombies are bad news, once they spread they are very hard to get rid of. We've been trying to contact people in there for the past hour with no responses. Statistically by now, there should be no one left in there. But you proved otherwise. You have an hour to do this mission.”
Buster quickly realized the true seriousness of the situation. And with a quick game plan, she floated back into the building to gather up as many survivors as possible. Assuming there ARE any survivors left!
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