After a few tense seconds, his willpower prevailed, and he climbed in shaking. Slamming the door and wrestling the belt over his large breasts he grunted "Drive! Now!"
Sarah nodded and slammed her foot on the accelerated, speeding away.
Breathing heavily, Jon was relieved to find the compulsion diminishing, but it remained gnawing away at the back of his mind.
"I'm scared Jon," whimpered Sarah as she drove, devoid of her usual bluster and arrogance.
"Me too," he nodded, "I just hope we can find a way to fix this."
After a few minutes, Sarah stopped the car again, once more arriving at a destination.
