Spit in his direction

You spit in his direction, but you miss.

"I'm disappointed, I really am." He leaves the room, only to come back a moment later with a muzzle. He places it on your face, trying to tie it round the back as you thrash and struggle and yell. But it was all in vain, now you have a metal muzzle on your face, with leather straps that tie around your face. He goes over to Susanne, and ties a leash to her, and that's when you realise what he's going to do to you. He's going to make her fuck you, turn you into one of them, a zombie! You shout you're sorry, that you take it back, that you'll do anything.

"It's a little late for that, and he lets her waddle over to you on all fours. Her pussy is wet and dripping, if you didn't know better, that they always want to fuck, you'd think she was in heat. She pins your body against the wall, her pussy dangerously hovering over your flaccid cock. She growls in disappointment, but it doesn't deter her, if anything it makes her more determined. She takes your cock in her slender, grey hands, tugging it a few times, till you can't help it, can't stop it from growing erect. Now she smiles under her muzzle, happy that she got its attention, and spears her awaiting pussy. Deny it all you want, but it felt good, her pussy somehow contorting to your shape, tightly holding it so it won't escape. You feel your mind clouding, a lustfull, unnatural heat spread from your cock to the rest of your body. You have a sudden desire to fuck her, to fuck her silly, to make her scream and moan in pleasure, to make her yours, to...

...Fuck... Some holes...

You changed quickly, your skin turning grey, bulbous scabs bursting out your skin, your hands turning to claws... You're a zombie. Infected. And infected exist only to fuck. And luckily you're inside a warm, nice pussy right now. You thrust into her in tandem with her motions, helping her get your cock as far into her as possible. And then you cum, sending your sticky seed into her womb, both of you growling in pleasure.

Jo watches on in satisfaction. You're his play thing now, and you might stay feral and resist for a week or two, he will break you and mould you into an obedient bitch in heat in time.

And when you do, you've never been happier.