Hunt for your next fuck toy (Fem)

You exit the apartment block, heading north. You come across a recent struggle, a man with a shotgun in his hand, his body ripped to shreds. A group of infected mill around, seeming to follow a girl that has been recenlty turned as a pack leader. How dare she! They should be yours, they should join YOU, in a single body, hunting for new toys to fuck. You go over to them. They don't seem to bother you too much, you're bigger than them after all. And that's when you start. You pin one down, your combined bulk keeping him to the ground, forcing his giant cock to penetrate you. You squat, lowering yourself over and over, letting the twitching member deeper, and deeper into you. You cover him with drool, as he moans, struggling to get free in vain. It's too late for him, he's already a part of you, and your mind shocks his mind with pleasure, such an overwhelming ****, that it immediatly makes him cum, shooting his load deep into your body. You feel the cum mass begin to grow into something, what you don't know yet, but it feeeeels... soooo... goood... and you can't wait to bear it's fruit. The male infected is now a part of you proper, his face moaning in exctasy, his cock swaying in the wind, his body fused with yours.

You prepare to grab another, but then something catches your eye. Someone is kneeling at the body of the dead man. A human.

Yessss... You need him...

You begin to lumber towards him, roaring.