Sara and Alice are stranded and can't get home. But good thing Sara spiked Alice's food on a picnic. It's time for a special little car. (This story is in early access on my Patreon and will come to DA on Dec 11th.)

              Alice crossed her arms.  “Right.  And what prayer tell were you planning on doing to me this time?”  She snorted.  “I swear, Sara, at this rate, I should be looking for a way to turn you into something of my choosing.”

              Sara’s eyes lit up.  “Oh, please.  Yes, please do it.  I would love it.”  She fell to her knees.  “Oh, Alice, it would be my dream.”

              “Oh wow.  I was not expecting that response.”  Alice laughed.  “I will put it under consideration.  Though. . . you won’t get anything if you are such a. . . good girl.”

              “Oh, don’t worry.  I won’t be.”  Sara shook her head.  “Anyways, we should focus on getting out of here, shouldn’t we?  Not talking about our future endeavors.”  She walked around the exterior of the car.  “You should get out of our vehicle.  You won’t need to be in there.”

              “But. . . I think waiting inside our car is the best course of action, Sara. Please just. . . Whatever you have planned, I doubt it will help.”

              “Oh, come now.  Don’t you want to vroom vroom?”

              Alice blinked her eyes.  “Don’t I. . . vroom, vroom?”

              Sara giggled.  “Yes.  Vroom, vroom.”  She opened the driver’s side door.  “You know what that means, don’t you?”

              Alice moaned.  “Ughh. . .”  Her hands began to rub her breasts as she was almost in a trance.  “I. . . ohhh god.  I want to. . . vroom, vroom.”  As she moaned, a revving sound like a car engine purred from her chest.  “Ohhh fuck.”  She squeezed her breasts.  “What. . . did you do?”