Ada Wong leaned heavily against Jill Valentine as they staggered towards an abandoned furniture store.  Little Sherry Birkin raced ahead to open the door and hold it open for the two lurching women.  Jill glanced down at the soaked scarf wrapped around Ada's bullet wound, the thin blue cloth was drenched in the young woman's blood.  Jill guided Ada inside the dark store, then carried the barely conscious woman to the far right corner, behind the shop counter.

 "What do we do?" demanded Sherry, her thin voice filled with panic.

 "We have to secure this room," replied Jill, leaving Ada to examine the shop's contents.

 "Help me move this," said Jill, placing her hands on the side of a large cabinet.  Jill and Sherry pushed the thick cabinet across the room and set it against the store's front door.  The two young women moved other cabinets and wardrobes over to the large store display window, completely blocking it with heavy furniture.

 "That should keep them out," panted Jill, resting her palms on her knees.

 "My stomach feels funny," murmured Sherry, rubbing her tummy lightly.

 "You're just hungry, try to think about something else," answered Jill quickly while her own belly began to tighten uncomfortably.

 Sherry walked to one of the walls and slid to the floor.  Jill returned to Ada's side.  Ada was deathly pale, clammy sweat poured down her face.  Jill knelt next to Ada and touched the woman's forehead, she was burning with fever.

 "I'm not going to make it," smiled Ada wanly.

 "Sure you are," grinned Jill optimistically.

 "I've seen enough bullet wounds in my time, this one's it," coughed Ada, blood flecking her trembling lips.

 "Somebody will come looking for us."

 "Who?  Umbrella?  Don't make me laugh," snorted Ada.

 "S.T.A.R.S.?"

 "Umbrella's got this city locked up tight, nobody's coming in without their approval."

 "Don't tell Sherry, she's got enough to deal with," whispered Jill.

 "I won't say anything," nodded Ada, grimacing from another wave of pain.

 Jill stroked Ada's slick, black hair, then leaned back against the wall to rest for a moment.
*****
 

 "Jill!  JILL!" screamed Sherry, tugging on Jill's shoulders.

 Jill struggled to open her heavy eyes.  The young woman's stomach was a painful knot, drops of perspiration covered her face and throat.  She could barely rise to her feet and follow Sherry to the barricaded store front.

 "The monsters are outside!" hissed Sherry, her eyes wide with terror.

 Jill listened intently, she could barely hear the scratching noises on the other side of the piled furniture, steady, relentless scratching.

 "Will they get through?" shivered Sherry.

 "No," soothed Jill, wrapping her right arm around the girl's small shoulders.

 Agony blossomed inside Jill's belly.  She gasped and fell to her knees, clutching her twisting stomach.

 "Jill!" exclaimed Sherry, kneeling next to her friend.

 Tears fell from Jill's eyes as she ground her teeth together, stifling the scream that struggled to break free from her throat.  Jill felt something move inside her, it writhed like a worm in the earth, growing, preparing to slide free.

 "I'm okay, I just got dizzy for a second," groaned Jill, using every ounce of strength to stand on shaky legs.

 An awful stench emanated from the corner of the store where Ada had lain.  Jill moved in front of Sherry and hefted their remaining pistol, slowly approaching the side of the counter.  Something hissed behind the counter, and blood sprayed into the air, splattering over the walls.

 "What is it?" murmured Sherry, holding Jill's left arm in a death grip.

 "Stay behind me," ordered Jill, taking step after reluctant step.

 Jill reached the end of the counter and saw Ada.  Ada lay back against the wall, her eyes wide and empty as a long, worm-like thing wriggled out of her open belly.  Steaming intestines and the pale white of exposed ribs filled Jill's horrified sight while the pale yellow worm slithered onto the floor, its body slick with Ada's blood and its own reeking slime.  The worm raised its bulbous head and hissed at the two paralyzed young women, revealing a circular mouth filled with razor- sharp teeth.  The worm slithered quickly towards Sherry, hungry for the young girl's flesh.  As Sherry screamed shrilly, Jill lowered her pistol and fired at the advancing worm.  The creature shrieked when the bullets tore into its body, dark blood bursting out in a spray of gore.  The worm- thing wriggled weakly, then fell still.

 Sherry leaned against Jill, shuddering for breath.  Jill lowered her trembling gun hand so Sherry wouldn't see how close to breaking she really was.

 "Is Ada..dead?" whispered Sherry.

 "Yes, I'm afraid she is," replied Jill, stroking the back of Sherry's head.

 "What should we..do with her?"

 "I'll find something to cover her up with," said Jill, breaking away from Sherry gently.
*****
 

 Jill lay curled up on her side, her arms wrapped around her shuddering stomach.  A whimper escaped Jill's wet lips, she closed her eyes when she felt the thing inside her coil and shift within her belly.  Sweat covered every inch of Jill's body, her clothes were soaked through, sticking to her feverish skin.  Jill rolled over and saw Sherry lying nearby, soft moans emanating from her small, shivering body.  Jill felt an incredible hunger swell inside her, she licked her lips, her mind fighting the terrible urges washing over her, but her body responding to the creature inside her.  Jill dragged herself across the blood-stained floor, fighting to reach the sweet-smelling young girl.  Jill took a moment to rest, then grasped Sherry's right shoulder and rolled the sleeping girl onto her back.

 Jill kissed Sherry's soft cheek, then her warm neck.  She slipped down Sherry's body, stroking the girl's slender legs, kissing the smooth, milky flesh.  Crouching between Sherry's legs, Jill spread the young girl's thighs apart and reached underneath Sherry's pleated skirt, grasping her white cotton panties and tugging them down.  Leaving Sherry's panties curled around her right ankle, Jill bent down and licked the sleeping girl's moist cunt.  Sherry moaned softly, spreading her legs wider for Jill.  Jill held Sherry's small hips while she licked the little girl's pussy over and over, caressing the child's tiny clit and labia with her tongue.  Sherry groaned, reflexively grinding her crotch against Jill's face.  Jill squeezed Sherry's thighs, lapping up and down her musky slit, tasting the droplets of honey that oozed from the child's sweet cunnie.

 Sherry moaned, convulsions seized her small body.  There was a wet, tearing sound, then a geyser of blood gushed from Sherry's cunt, blasting across Jill's face.  The young girl's stomach collapsed like a balloon that had been pierced with a needle.  Something struggled inside Sherry's vagina, fighting to break free.  Jill pried Sherry's pussy open, then smiled when the head of the yellow worm oozed free.  The worm hissed in front of Jill's blood-soaked face, quivering from the cold air.

 Jill opened her mouth wide for the shivering worm.  The sinuous creature slid between Jill's soft lips, writhing inside her throat.  Jill moaned softly, sucking on the worm's moist body, her tongue sliding across its slimy yellow skin.  As the invading worm's tail disappeared inside Jill's stuffed mouth, the young woman shuddered violently, her stomach bulging with obscene life.  Jill rolled onto her back, opening her legs, and reaching down to slide off her shorts and underwear.  Jill convulsed when she felt blood and slime pour from her cunt, her thighs trembling when a burst of gore sprayed across her outspread legs.  Jill arched her back as the worm emerged from her dripping pussy, wriggling free of her pink hole.  Jill experienced something close to orgasm as the worm thing slipped out of her quaking crotch.  The worm wrapped around Jill's right thigh for warmth, hissing softly as it regarded Jill's prone body.  Feverishly hot, Jill tore open her t-shirt, exposing her bare breasts and tight stomach to the cool air.  Opening its fang-filled mouth, the worm slithered up Jill's thigh and pressed its mouth against the sweating woman's belly.

 Jill cried out in ecstasy when the worm bit into her flesh, digging into her stomach, blood spreading from the entry wound in a slowly expanding pool.  Jill's dying moans of pleasure filled the dark room, accompanied by the ripping sounds of teeth within meat.

The End.