Gang banged by rotting corpses.

Clara was frozen in fear as the severed corpse continued to suck on one of her breasts, its bony fingers with decaying flesh grabbed at the other one. She screamed silently as the monster at he face knelt on her arms, its cock pocking forward, twitching, with pleasure or paracites she could not tell.

Its cock smelt abysmal and tasted worse as it brushed across her tongue. She would have thrown up if the zombie hadn’t pushed himself deeply, blocking her throat and forcing her to hold her stomach or risk drowning on her own vomit. Clara could feel maggots wriggling on her skin as they fled the mouth of the thing sucking on her breast.

The zombie between her legs pulled at her panties tearing them free from under her skirt. She knew what was to come and it made her shudder. The creature in her throat started to fuck her face in an irregular staccato, she could taste the sickly sweet and noxious slime oozing from its cock, some combination of rotten precum and decaying flesh. Its cock pulsed and she felt an expulsion of precum as the creature pulled back, a wet splash across her tongue, it was thick and rich and she felt the wriggling of creatures in her mouth.

The one between her legs moved up and nudged her slit with its slime covered cock. Its rotting flesh slowly pushed between her folds, the length twitching from the parasites within. Clara started to cry as she was abused, one zombie sucking on her breasts as another fucked her face, forcing her to taste the rotting slime and insects it oozed. In the meantime she knew the zombie at her cunt would be filling her with more of he same.

The zombie in her cunt started to fuck her in long strokes, more stable than the one at her face, their combined groans of her rapists made her heart cold, their pleasure at the use of her body advertised in their long guttural moans.

Again the creature in her mouth pulsed as a beetle crawled from its eye, this time a long wriggling strand was exuded onto the base of her tongue. She knew what it was but had little choice but to swallow the worm. She felt it wriggle as it slid down her throat like a strand of live spaghetti.

Another corpse beetle crawled from the flesh of the hand groping her breast, it crawled up her breast to her nipple and viciously clamped its mandibles on her nipple.