Resident Evil - Sewer Supper WIP Sneak Peak

Umbrella Corporation was a hassle even when disbanded.

A tip from a captured Umbrella executive led a small squad of Special Tactics and Rescue Service or S.T.A.R.S. Agents to the sparsely Colbolt City. Cobolt City had once been a developing and blooming metropolis, but most of its population left after an unknown incident and the city never recovered. The operatives launched a daring assault on the Umbrella facility where they were holding the former president's daughter hostage. The skilled and beautiful agents fought through the facility's security guards and unleashed bioweapons until they rescued the hostage and destroyed the building.

Unfortunately, the operatives pickup helicopter was damaged by bad weather and extraction would have to be delayed. With Umbrella Corps bio-weapons hounding them, the operatives had to take an alternative route to the secondary extraction zone. With a lot of luck, they and their rescued captive managed to slip into the city's sewers unnoticed. Four lovely slender and beautiful women searched through the sewers for the tunnels that would take them out of the city.

“When was the last time that this place was cleaned?” Claire Redfield groaned, pinching her nose in a vain attempt to get the foul smell out of her nostrils. Claire Redfield had one pistol out and another holstered on her opposite hip. Claire's auburn hair was pulled into a ponytail and her green eyes were solemn and serious. Under her denim short shorts, she wore a pair of black spats or spandex shorts similar to the spandex cropped undershirt she wore under her red jacket. Like the others, she had been forced to abandon her boots and was doing a passable job at ignoring the foul touch of sludge on her well-formed legs.

“It's a sewer, its supposed to smell.” Jill Valentine was a slender and attractive woman of mixed french and japanese heritage. Her face was framed by several long bangs while shoulder-length brown hair crowned her head. Her fit physique was garbed in a blue tube top and a dark blue mini skirt that was normally covered by a wrapped sweater. But she had lost her sweater and her boots, forcing the agent to walk bare foot through the thigh-deep sludge. Her blue eyes darted around through the barely lit corridor, a small flashlight attached to her pistol being one of the few sources of light that the group had. “Rebecca! Ashley! Keep up! You're falling behind!”

“Sorry.” Rebecca Chambers was one of the younger ladies wading through the muck. A petite girl with short brown hair and blue eyes, a red bandanna wrapped around her forehead. She felt very undressed in her denim shorts, sleeveless vest, thigh brace, and thin cropped tank top. She figured that she made up for matters with her shotgun, but she was more worried about getting out of this grimy place before more mutants appeared.

“Gross...gross...grosss...” Ashley Graham was the only girl without any gun whatsover. She was a slender girl with blond hair adorned with a hairband and brown eyes. The former president's daughter wore an orange sleeveless turtle-neck sweater and also wore a burgundy scarf around her neck even though it was winter. Her green plaid skirt was even shorter than Jill's, exposing her thin white panties when she so much as bent over. 

Jill did not like this environment either, but had to focus on getting to the extraction site. “Look on the bright side ladies. We're on vacation after this mission's done.”

“First think that I'm doing is getting a shower and dipping into a hot Jacuzzi.” Claire quipped, obviously joking and probably more likely to just collapse onto her bed and sleep after the shower.

“Cram for exams...take a bath...get a massage...” Rebecca read off. “What about you Ashley?”

“I second the bath...” Ashley grimaced from the sludge that got onto the edge of her skirt. “Do you go through places like this all of the time?”

“Pretty much.” Rebecca admitting smirking. “At least its just mud and not fungus, flesh or-”

“Okay, I don't want to vomit please.” Ashley did not want to think that there were more disgusting places to walk through than the one she was in. The humidity of the tunnel made the girl's cloths stick to their smooth sweaty skin and it was unbearable for Ashley in her sweater. She considered throwing it off and wrapping it around her waist, but she only had a strapless bra on underneath and so put down the idea.

However, the young women had no idea that they were being stalked. The dark mucky partially flooded passageway emitted a foul musk that blocked the operatives' sense of smell. Thus masking the presence of an amphibian stalker slinking after them upon the sewer ceiling. The creature had been following the  STARS agents for an hour and was waiting for the chance to strike.

The creature was a massive amphibian mutant created from Umbrella's research on bio-weapons. This particular frog monster was from the “gamma” model of the Hunter Series. Its hide was a grotesque blue and grey hue and its head prominently had a large mouth while being completely eyeless. Despite its blindness, the gamma hunter was able to detect prey due to its other senses being heightened so that it could see and hunt viable prey.

The frog monster sensed that three of its quarries were armed with firearms due to the residue of gunpowder and the distinct scent of hot metal. The gamma hunter was not a very durable creature and could easily be slain by a single bullet to its large head. However, it could tell that the fourth quarry was completely unarmed and was lagging behind the others.

The amphibian mutant licked its chops, anticipating the taste of the luscious young woman that it was moving closer to. Unlike the other three, Ashley was having the hardest time moving through the sludge. She was increasingly having to stop and reach into her the sludge to dislodge her legs before she kept wading. This put her further and further behind with only a small flashlight to give her some light.

Being blind, the gamma hunter had no such weakness or reliance on light. It only needed to feel the vibrating heat emitting off of the fair skin of the blond schoolgirl. It could already smell the sweat coming off of her pores, it already envisioned slobbering over her hairless skin. The amphibian lowered out its tongue, extending it down towards the sludge and guiding it closer to the President's daughter.

“Can we at least get out of this muck soon-” Ashley was suddenly pulled back into mud with a splash...