Stairs

This is a bad idea, actually taking the elevator is a truly horrible idea. Who knows what could be lurking in there. The doors could slide open and a bunch of zombies cpuld rush out and that would be the end of Kathryn. And that’s not even thinking about what may be waiting when the doors opened at the bottom. It would be just her luck if the doors slide open to reveal a zombie orgy in the lobby below, Kathryn’s mission over before it started. Best to take the stairs.

Backtracking down the hall, Kathryn opened the door to the stairwell. She’d barely crossed the threshold, when she saw a blink of movement in the corner of her eye. There was no time to react as the zombie, hidden against the wall, lunged out at her. Before Kathryn knew what was happening, the zombie wrapped its arms around her and pulled her into a kiss, its cold tongue invading her mouth. The zombie’s tongue is slimy and ice cold as it slides through her mouth. Kathryn tries to break away, but the zombie holds her tight, pressing her against the wall with its body as it kisses her harder. Kathryn gags as her mouth fills with the zombie’s saliva, sticky and viscous. Kathryn wants to scream, but all that comes out as the air leaves her lungs is a moan.

To her horror, Kathryn begins to lean into the kiss, her hands cupping the zombie’s face and drawing them in closer. Even as the zombie’s ice cold body presses against her, Kathryn feels a heat radiating out from her. Her cunt burns with desire, eager for more of what the zombie is offering. Their saliva is so sweet, an irresistible nectar that sends waves of euphoria through her body as Kathryn eagerly swallows. She wants more, she needs more. Her tongue moves on its own as it wraps around the zombie’s, sucking as much saliva down as she can.

A gentle buzz is growing in Kathryn’s head, her thoughts becoming hazy. Any idea of fighting back are drowned out by the parts of her screaming in pleasure for more. She’s so fucking horny, wetness spreading between her legs. The only thought left in her mind is that she needs to cum, NOW. Kathryn pushes back against the zombie forcing them now against the wall as Kathryn takes control. Her hands run through the zombie’s hair as she forces their faces together, drinking up as much of the sweet saliva as she can. Kathryn grinds her crotch against them, feeling the warmth grow as she dry jumps the zombie. She’s so close, just a little more and she’ll get it. Ecstasy beyond her wildest dreams, better than any orgasm her many girlfriends ever gave her. All she has to do is submit, and let herself be turned. With one final groan, Kathryn feels her orgasm burst, her body screaming with joy as it spreads. Her pussy contracts, a torrent of cum gushing out and staining the front of her pants. Her legs wobble as the orgasm rocks her body, fingers and toes grasping and curling. As Kathryn’s legs fall out from under her, the zombie wraps their arms tighter around her, her body shaking against theirs, lips still locked in a lustful embrace.

Slowly, it ends. Kathryn’s body stop shaking, as she lays limp in her lover’s arms. With a flutter, her eyes open and meet her infector’s, now white and pupil less like the zombie’s. Her skin has turned the ugly green of the horde, from the tips of her toes to her green lips. Her pussy drips with infectious cum, the cold fluid running down the inside of her pants.

The two zombies stare at each other for a moment, lips still connected by a strand of the saliva that turned Kathryn into an undead slut. Then, without noise, the two separate, no longer interested in what the other offers. The zombie feels her orgasm slipping away, taking the pleasure with it, replaced with a cold yearning. She’s so horny, she needs to cum, to infect, to convert. Hungry for more, the zombie once Kathryn wanders away, desperately seeking a first victim to fuck and infect.