Humiliation

Mushy fingertips closed around Annette's waist as the creature dragged her bare ass across the grass beneath. It lined up its somehow invigorated, oozing cockhead with her dry sex and like an inexperienced lover, clumsily poked at her folds. An act that mercifully transferred its plentiful, greasy precum for a makeshift lubrication.

Most of the remaining colour drained from the priestess' face and a nauseous feeling overwhelmed her as she struggled to come to terms with what was about to happen. She was about to be filled with the same revolting mixture that was still slowly draining out of Rosie beside her. Even if she was lucky enough to escape this hellish scenario, she would feel forever unclean if that foul concoction is released inside of her.

"...no... ...please... ...nnn... AGH!"

Her teeth clenched as the zombie hit the mark, filling her folds with its rotten shaft, before pulling back and thrusting animalistically back into her, its cold fluids filling her and creating a horrible unnatural sensation. This continued for a while, the sickening act flooding her mind preventing her from redirecting her attention to anything other than her utter defilement at the hands of the corpse ploughing her in front of her crush. Eventually though, she managed to utter a few words...

"..V.. Victor.. aghh... ...Don't watch... ...ngh... ...please..." she pleaded.

Victor's expression had barely changed from when their eyes met earlier, except his pale features took on an expression of utter defeat as all he could do was witness his sweetheart Annette as she was claimed by a rotting insect-infested creature that had been 6 feet under until tonight.

Annette shuddered with disgust each time she felt some loose skin come away from the cock invading her, but this paled in comparison to the sudden feeling of the escaping maggots, the ones that didn't manage to get crushed inside of her, wriggling about within her folds. The sensations she was feeling were overwhelming, they would almost be pleasant if she wasn't hyperconscious of the disgusting details. She attempted to close her eyes and think of something much more palatable, but she couldn't block the putrid odour emanating from her undesired partner.

An unexpected splodge of something cold landing on her cheek **** her eyes open in alarm.

An image of Annette's future welcomed her as she could just about make out the sight of a pussy filled with a thick, grey, maggoty sludge hovering above her face. Once again the redhead found herself lost for words...

"...R... Rosi-"

...was about all she could get out before the contaminated womanhood landed, blocking the sounds from Annette's mouth and splashing the revolting contents over her perfect features.