Alone in a dingy room

Your Status: Unknown

Your Equipment: None

Your Inventory: None

........hawa....sanada.....ugh.....nuuughh. The, the hell? The fuck happened? Where?

"Ah. Good. You're awake." You're startled by the unfamiliar voice echoing through the room (and your head it seems), but your body isn't responding very well. You can only vaguely see a window in the corner of your eye. Why the hell would someone knock you out?

"You are probably confused. That is understandable. You have been selected to take a large step to ridding this country....no, the world of this terrible disease." The voice continues,though you are now able to recognize that it is female. "Hopefully, this strain will induce immunity to the disease. If not, you shall not have to worry. I will not let you stuffer too long. But, the time for talk is over. Action comes next. Hah, I get that now." That last part you can barely make out. But, what does she mean?

You get your answer as a loud click sounds in the room. You seem to have finally regained mobility, and you sit up only to be 'greeted' by your new roommate. It is quick about trying to shove its 11" cock inside you; and though you can move again, you can't stand. You feel your breasts slam onto the floor, but don't get to utter much before you feel a pair of hands grab hold of your hips and a large, hot rod slide deep within your **** cunt. It's unwelcome, it's certainly not gentle, but you can't say that it's unpleasant.

The Infected isn't wasting any time, and quickly sets an impressive pace. Whether it has something to do with her virus-laden precum, or if somewhere deep inside that you are a slut, but you can't stop the pleasurable feelings from overwhelming you. It is almost like with each thrust, you get more control over your body. That newfound control is put to use as you shamelessly push your hips back, trying to get more of that wonderful steel inside you. The room fills with grunts and moans, and you are delighted when you feel the Infected grab hold of your 'C' breasts. She fondles them in a satisfyingly rough manner, before using them to pull yourself up as she sits. Your moans turn to screams as the new position makes the dick seem to reach even deeper inside you, plus it frees her hands to continue to massage and paw your breasts. Your hips don't stop as you feel the familiar tightening in your abdomen; it has been building slowly this entire time, and you are now nearing your limit. The Infected seems to either also be nearing her limit, or somehow scenes that you were and abruptly speeds up the pace. Her breasts rubbing against your back finally breaks through the rest of the pleasure and that sends you over.

The small, almost insignifigent part of you that still resists this notes that the howl you unleash would fit better coming from the Infected fucking you. Your pussy clenches at the invading cock tightly, and you are rewarded with it spewing a massive load inside your wanton cunt. You are left breathless, staring sightlessly with your mouth agape. The Infected behind you seems to have weakened, sagging backwards while maintaining her grip on your breast, which causes you lean back as well. Neither of you make a sound, just content to basking in the aftermath as the penis still within you continues to pluse more shots, each seemingly as large as the first, deep into your already stuffed hole. 'Gee, I wonder if I can get pregnant with a futa kid?' your fucked over mind randomly asks. You idly note that the moans haven't ended, but you can't help but to drift off to sleep.