The four women didn't know what to make of me and Schafer. As the four women stared at me, they looked like something out of a painting. They were so unbelievably beautiful it almost seemed as though the room itself had been transformed into a sacred place. Their smooth, delicate ivory skin and their lush curves looked like they were sculpted by the hands of angels. While their faces are beautiful, each facial feature is harmonious and attractive. Their hair is long and flowing, with a faint scent of jasmine. Their eyes were like pools of sapphire water with specks of gold glimmering within. A slender, delicate brow framed their sparkling blue eyes, while their long lashes gave off a feminine charm. Their heart-shaped faces were like porcelain dolls, and their soft, lovely shades of pink lips were like petals of pink roses. Their soft and smooth skin, with a light sheen that radiated youthful beauty. They had an air of grace and elegance that captivated all who looked upon them.

The room was suddenly filled with elegance and grace, and I felt my heart flutter in my chest. I couldn't believe I was in such radiant beauty's presence. I looked up at the four women standing in front of me. Their attire caught my attention right away. Their tight-fitting white patient gowns were very revealing, showing plenty of skin. My eyes were immediately drawn to their voluptuous breasts and their curves. Each of them had striking blue eyes, an oval-shaped face, curved eyebrows, a delicate nose, and high cheekbones. They really did look almost like twins with different colored hair. Their hips were wide with perfectly shaped child-bearing hips, ballerina legs, and beautiful, perfectly manicured feet. I had to pause and take a moment to admire them. I can't help but notice their curves were quite impossible to ignore. My eyes were immediately drawn toward their ample, corpulent breasts and their voluptuous, callipygous buttocks. 

Their thin, white gowns made them appear even more alluring, the fabric molding to their statuesque, Junoesque, and Rubenesque figures like a second skin. I couldn't help but think. They must be lovely to many men with those curves and features. Even though I'm not interested in them that way, I still enjoy the view. I find myself in a strange and awkward situation. Four women stand before me, each more beautiful than the next. As I take in their breathtaking beauty, I feel completely overwhelmed. I take a deep breath and try to focus my attention on something else. I remind myself that these women here needed our help, not to be judged on their looks. I take a few more moments to admire them and then turn my attention back to the task at hand.

They seemed unsure of our presence as Schafer and I were captivated by their beauty. We both lowered our sidearms. This seemed to ease their concerns. Considering those soldiers were about to rape them. But I wondered who they were. Those patient gowns meant they weren't part of the staff here. 'Were these women test subjects?' I thought to myself. I looked around the room, trying to figure out what was going on. It soon became clear to me that this was not your average medical facility. It was imperative that I got them out before the soldiers returned. I needed to act.

"We're not here to harm you. I'm Nishimoto Rin and this is Vaughn Schafer. We're here to help, trust me," I stated. "Who are you??"

The redhead spoke first, standing up. I got a glimpse of her thighs and noticed she had no undergarments on. It made sense as they wore nothing but a patient gown.

"Violet Shaw," the redhead said.

Next were the two blondes. The taller one spoke first. "Aubriana Walton."

"Evie Elliott," the second blonde said.

"I'm Annabelle Tucker. How did you find us? It's been years," the brunette revealed.

"Wait, how long have you been here?" Schafer questioned.

"Four or five years, maybe eight or ten. We don't know. The old woman that's been here the longest would know, but she's gone now," Violet revealed.

"What happened to her?" I asked.

"She died," Evie said.

"Come with us, we're heading deeper into the lab. Stay close and quiet," Schafer explained.

The young women nodded in agreement and followed us, and stayed close. Vaughn and I picked up two rifles and ammo from the dead soldiers in case we ran into opposition. We then cautiously moved forward, trying to stay as quiet as possible. We kept our eyes peeled for any signs of danger, but none came. We eventually reached the end of the lab. Schafer went down the access tunnel first, followed by the four women, and I was last. It is a challenging track through the small vents. This was made more complicated by the ample derrière of Violet mooning me in the face. Even in low light, her pink cherry and pinkish anus jumped out at me. She kept trying to cover her rear end with her flimsy gown, but it was an epic fail. Violet knew she was giving me the entire show as she tried to peek back to see if I was looking. I stopped to take it all in, and when I realized what was happening, I quickly averted my eyes and continued down the tunnel. As I followed behind, I could feel Violet's embarrassment radiating off of her. I kept my eyes ahead, pretending not to notice, but I couldn't help but feel my cheeks reddened with embarrassment. 

Suddenly, she stopped, and I ran right into her buttock, mouth first. I heard her hold in a yelp, and my wet lips made contact with her juicy mound. There was no way I could resist slurping her plump backdoor while her rump was plastered on my face. Vaughn must have stopped for some reason, but I couldn't hear or see him. She didn't resist or cry out as I licked her clean from both holes. Still, Violet squirmed and trembled as I worked my tongue into her nether regions. I was shocked that she had a fast climax, and a torrent of liquid sprayed my face. 

A muffled moan came from her mouth. I kept going, dining on her sweet and moist fruit. I lapped up the nectar with delight, savoring every drop. Her body shuddered, and she quivered beneath me. I leaned in, satisfied and content. She tried to push me away as I continued to explore her secret garden, but I wouldn't let her go. She shivered and moaned in silence as I pleasured her with my tongue. I could feel her body quivering beneath me as she let out a loud cry of pleasure. Again, Violet climaxed again, showering me with her nectar. I smiled as I drank in her essence, feeling her body relax in my arms. She let out a sigh of contentment as I held her bottom close. 

She started moving again but slow enough that I could dine on her womanhood and her backdoor. I felt her hand brush over my head every time she came. She was well beyond erotic ecstasy. A few times, she backed up enough that I could grope her breasts. She gladly allowed generous handfuls of her hefty and corpulent melons. I could feel her body shuddering and contracting around me, the intensity of her orgasm sending ripples through her body. The pleasure she expressed was palpable as she moaned silently. I could feel her pleasure, and I knew I was the source. Our bodies moved together in perfect harmony as she lost herself in the moment. 

I was mesmerized by her beauty and desperate to make her feel the same pleasure she was giving me. Her final orgasm left her spent as she rested with her rump still in my face. Her body trembled with erotic tremors as each touch of her buttock sent shivers down her spine. I kissed her bottom gently and pulled her close, allowing her to savor the moment of calm as we both basked in the afterglow. I lay behind her in silence, taking in the beauty of her plump tush and the incredible pleasure we had just shared. This moment will never be forgotten. Thankfully, she eventually made it through the tunnel, and I followed soon after, glad to have the distraction of the tight fit behind me. I was delighted that we were able to escape the awkwardness of the situation.

Violet exited the tight space and didn't say a word as I exited behind her. She had a shy but embarrassed expression on her face. I noticed Violet stayed close to me after our erotic encounter. She clung so close that she was holding my arm now. The other three women seemed not to notice. I didn't mind as she was beautiful. We walked together in comfortable silence for the remainder of the evening. I was very aware of the chemistry between us. We exchanged a knowing look, and I could tell she felt the same. There were still two more floors to get through. Vaughn led us into some type of conference room. The patrols were getting more frequent, and we needed Saylor and Taylor to guide us.