Chapter 15
by
Shibbar
Some time later...
...Someone else enters the arena!
"...Well that's dissappointing folks, Hector the Beastmaster falls in the arena for a second time! Hector, step up your game, or you're out of a job!" The woman behind the PA shuffles through some papers. "We do have a second act though, and this one does not dissapoint; ladies and gentlemen, it's Sabrina the Magnifique!"
The portcullis opens suddenly, making the new challenger jump in surprise. The infected cheer wildly; they all know who it is. Sabrina stands there like a silhouette, her face mad and grinning like always, her tophat at a slight angle on top of her head. She walks into the brightness of the arena with grace, her hands on her hips that sway from side to side. She bows, her hat over her heart. The challenger hesitates to move, and that gives her the opportunity to do her act...
You're surrounded in a cold void, though you feel there are others just like you out there. Not that you're fully you anymore though; the whispers of the dark magiks that Sabrina uses has taken root in your mind, and just like roots that break apart the dirt they grow in, so too do these maddening roots break apart your mind. You're a submissive husk of your former self, a doll to be played with, to give commands to. You can't help but drool and grin like a mad person.
Then suddenly you feel like you're being pulled upwards, into a faint distant light that seems to grow and grow by the second. You're speeding towards it like a torpedo now, and like a flash you go through it...
...Into a familiar arena, with its glaring light, blaring music and rowdy, horny audience. You immediatly miss the comfortable darkness, but a whisper in your head tells you have something to do here. You turn to Sabrina who's holding you by the hair on top of your head. She grins at you and you grin back, and suddenly your lips meet, your tongues exchanging handshakes. You remember this. This has happened before, yet you don't feel like you look like her; looking down you see you're in your regular body, not some Sabrina mirror image with a cock. Speaking of cock, as much as you like your snatch that's currently giving you tingles and shivers of pleasure as her fingers probe into it, you'd feel like you'd much rather have a massive cock in its place so you could ravage that challengers anus. But Sabrina has other plans, and you just have to go along with it. She breaks away from the passionate meeting of the lips, and the both of you turn your heads to the challenger with one, unified motion.
You are upon him in moments, pinning his struggling body to the ground, with you sitting on his chest, holding his arms in place. You bring your face to his, and you can feel his angry, hot breath against your skin. You give him a mocking peck on the cheek. Sabrina meanwhile makes quick work of removing his pants and trousers, freeing his pent up little dick. It's not that the dick is little, you're sure you'd consider it average when you were still sane, but compared to the cocks you're now used to it's a shrimp. You grind your muff against him, leaving a trail of wetness in your wake, his cock bumping up against your ass; seems someone is excited! You giggle sadistically in a way eerily similar to Sabrinas.
Brandishing the wand in her hand, Sabrina twirls it around three times, and taps it gently against the tip of his cock. For a moment nothing happens. Then it shakes, wriggles, and twitches unnaturally, like a cock possessed. Then it suddenly stops on a dime, still unchanged. Just when you're about to look away, the cock explodes, growing and growing so quickly upwards! The challenger panics, but is soon overwhelmed with a burning, gut wrenching, energetic feel of pleasure that causes him to shout! Before long you feel the cock resting up against your back and neck. Now this is a cock you're more used to!
Suddenly, before you can even react, the challenger lifts you up by the buttocks, spreading them apart and revealing the stretched, gaping asshole of yours; for any other cock way too loose, but for this type it's still tight! His tip twitches as it drools out a bubble of pre cum.
Sabrina giggles. Here we go again!
You are Sabrina's plaything. Game Over.
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When a Zombie epidemic strikes England, ravaging through the country, only London remains with human survivors. The other nations of the world leave it for dead. There is no cure. There is no rescue. There is no hope. Only survival. But while these zombies act strangely and take many forms, they're not the only ones you have to worry about...
Updated on May 7, 2022
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