The mindless hordes washed upon her and she slew them in mass as she left a trail of soft socks in her wake. But what she didn't notice is the cum at the tip of each sock, or that far behind her they were beginning to collect into a mass and form a loose shape.
"Get over yourself gramps" she said to the man coming out of the back in a bathrobe.
"I have been cleaning up messes all day! Do you know how weird it is to stop a bunch of women who obey undergarments? I do! Now what's going on here? There are socks everywhere in the parking lot!"
