Originally Posted by sirhugs
what if the dispatcher is female?
or secretly a tentacle monster in disguise, washed up in the storm surge?
A bit more action, then. Of course.
Alas, a freshly-washed-up shapeshifting tentacle critter probably won't have the chops to work as an assignment dispatcher -- but could certainly hide out in the station, ready to exploit the situation. When the distraught victim arrives to orally pleasure the dispatcher, the tent.crit is right behind them.
Meanwhile, it's grim in the flood disaster zone. Waters are polluted with vile bacteria and biochemicals -- including an experimental batch of aphrodisiacs. Mass orgies out on the mud flats, etc. Garages filled with gangbangs. Stunned wage-slaves discover their inner queer.
The slutstorm sweeps on.