The group was silent on the helicopter, the pilot with his eyes staring at the view below. Todd, Allison, and Zack looking at the two empty seats of the 8 seater helicopter. Marty was in the front, a frown across his face as always. Beth was writing furiously on the scrap papers she found.
Then, the pilot yelled out to look down, and the group looked as they saw groups of normal people running down the street from a marching army of bridgets, chased into a intersection where three other groups pinned them in. The Bridget's stopped, and then whipped thier dicks out and coated the group totally. after a few moments, the group that had been hit began rising as one, all clad in their identical outfits, with shiney orange hair, and disappeared into the mob.
The pilot passed a police helicopter, but didn't try to contact it when he saw a Bridget piloting it. the doors of it were open, and the bridgets within where spraying cum down on surprised humans who thought they were being rescued. They moved closer to down town, and spotted a large eighteen wheeler driving unopposed towards the studio. A bad feeling rose in the guts of thier stomachs.
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