I wake up in a hospital

As I slowly open my eyes, I see two women standing next to me. In nurse outfits? And they wear facemasks?

Confused as I am, I open my mouth and weakly ask, “Where am I?”

“Good morning.” One of the nurses says. “You are in a hospital. You’ve been sleeping for seven days.”

“Wha?” I ask confused. “What happened?”

“Your father didn’t receive a call from you or your cousin in two days. So, he asked one of his friends to go check on you.” The nurse explains. “The friend noticed the animals were loose and had been given way more food than normal, but all the doors were locked. He then called the police to investigate.”

“What happened then?” I ask.

“The cops discovered both you and your cousin had become sex zombies.” The nurse continues.

So, we were only able to bone each other for 2 or 3 days? God dammit. I wanted Kyle to make babies with me throughout the whole infection.

“The cops then called in a team and both of you were sedated and apprehended. We have kept you here for observation since then.” The nurse says.

“How long?” I ask.

“We keep every infected person sedated for a full week. On the last day we take a blood sample to see just how much of the virus is left in your system and how many white blood cells you’ve got. You were cleared to be woken up an hour ago.” The nurse explains.

“What about Kyle?” I ask. “How’s my cousin?”

“He is on the other side of the hospital. We’re keeping the male and female sex zombies separate.” The nurse tells me. “As long as he is in this hospital, you can expect him to be fine. There is no need to worry. Now, let’s see if we can get you up to strength.”

For the next couple of hours, the nurses provide me with food and help me with walking. Having been asleep for a full week made my muscles quite a bit weaker. Who would have thought 7 days of lying around could diminish a person’s muscles so much. After a while I am able to walk on my own, but I get tired out quickly and use railings as much as possible.

The nurses also take another blood sample from me for a pregnancy test. It has become standard with all female sex zombies. A little bit later, they come back with the results. I am pregnant.

I was about ready to cheer. Kyle successfully got me pregnant. I am going to have his baby. This is the best. But these nurses aren’t going to understand. They would likely tell me I should be sad for having my cousin’s baby. So, I just keep calm for now.

Half a day later I am released from the hospital. But I don’t plan on leaving just yet. I need to find Kyle. I make my way to the lobby where the reception is. When I get there, I see Kyle is already waiting for me. I then veer away from the reception and walk to him. When we meet, we lovingly embrace each other. I can’t wait to tell him the good news.

After our hug we call a taxi and return home. While driving home even I notice I’m sitting unusually close to Kyle. I guess, now that I know I am pregnant, I subconsciously want to be extra close to my baby daddy. I assume that once Kyle knows I am carrying his baby, his subconscious will push him to be extra close to me as well. I can’t wait until we are home so I can tell him.

When we arrive home, Kyle stays with the taxi driver while I go into the home to find some money. The place reeks. The food that I have left out might have been find for the first few days, especially if we gradually ate it all, but add a week long nap to it and there is a lot of stuff which has gone bad. Then there are all of the dried up cum stains and soured milk squirts which can be found all over the place. Kyle and I now have antibodies against the virus so for us there isn’t any danger. Mom and dad however would become infected if they entered their home now. I quickly find my purse and grab some money from there. Then I return to pay the cab driver. After that, my partner and I enter our home.

When Kyle enters, he first pulls up his nose like I did. Looks like he doesn’t like the smell either. I probably should wait telling him, but I can’t. I am so eager to see how he reacts when he finds out. I reach with my hand for his and I hold it.

Then I look at my cousin and say, “Kyle. I have to tell you something.”

Kyle looks at me and ask, “What is it?”

I then look straight into his eyes and say, “I’m pregnant.”