You saw what, or who, it was the moment before they landed the pounce and by then it was too late. It wasn't hard really- they were called "Zombies" but they were definitely still alive. They weren't reanimated corpses- they were your neighbors, family, and friends turned into murderous cannibals and rapists.
Well, some of them anyway. Obviously if they had killed and eaten you, you didn't begin prowling and hunting as one of them- but there seemed to be some sort of selection criteria. The leading theory being that the "zombie" found the person sexual attractive before they were infected they'd rape them instead- spreading the virus and creating a new zombie. They looked exactly like they did before they were infected, except what clothes they were wearing was there by accident, and their eyes had no intelligence in them. Just, a wild animal wearing human skin.
Her name had been Kimiko Ross, an Asian girl from a few doors down the block. Obviously infected, she was nude with wet blood from a fresh kill smearing her face and chest. In any normal circumstances you could easy restrain her but the infection fueled madness is giving her an edge. You bring your hands up expecting to need to protect your throat from her teeth, but the lunge is lower then that, knocking the air out if your lungs as you both fall to the ground.
Before you realize that she had no intentions of killing and eating you, she's given your pants a hard pull downward and freed your cock. Oh shit! She's going to rape you! You're desperate as you try to fight her off, but she responds with a powerful blow to your head that leaves you dazed. By the time the rest of your body has checked back in, she's already gotten your cock hard and has just started to push it into her pussy.
You really can't call what she does love making, it's much too primal for that. She's using you for your pole and there's a pair of combined feelings with every moment. One of violation and, you're ashamed to admit it, arousal. She pushes herself deeper and deeper onto you to the point you can practically feel you bang against her cervix and it doesn't even slow her down. Each thrust from her form hits that barrier harder and harder, and a strange animal heat begins to flow into you. Shit! The Virus! It's infecting you through her sex fluids!
You punch through her cervix just as she orgasms, or because of it. And her orgasm sets off your own- the two of your cumming together with loud orgasmic screeching in the night as animal warmth absolutely floods you.
When you come to your senses, your watch says it's hours later and Kimiko is next to you, obediently offering her abused pussy for another go.
Wait a second? You still have your mind? But you were infected? How. . .
A mutation. Your immune system and luck of the draw, you got a lesser version of the virus. Or a stronger version, the dominant gene. Kimiko waves her ass in front of you again with a pleased growl. God, the smells alone make this so. . .wild. |