The bike starts and the journey home

Full of joy, you swing your legs over the seat while kicking off the clothes into a pile beside the bike. As your body touch's the leather cushioning, a wet, oozing sensation tickles the opening of your anus. A bizarre current, surge's through your body, down towards your cock that's resting on the tank. Before you can get up, mortified by the fact that you could be in some man's semen or something else, the sticky substance gets sucked up into your sphincter into your body.

This strangely revitalise's you and relieves the dull ache in your scrotum. It all happen so quickly, leaving no room for thought,action or regret. You should be disturbed about what has just happened, but really, you feel better than you ever have. Maybe you didn't need to take advantage of anyone and could just insert their fluids into your body for sustenance. If worst comes to worse, you could find a willing participant.

Now ready to go, with a twist of the wrist, you prime the engine.

*Rumble*

Accompanied by a guttural rumble, the engine springed to life. Its sound could almost be called rude, so foreign and piercing, was it in this still quiet night. Shaking off your worries, you kick the stand and steady your stance, before accelerating.

The hotel that school provided for you was located a few kilometres away from town. It had been built here after the boom in tourism, which saw it packed every summer from beginner's to speluncking enthusiasts. The downside from its remoteness was it's sub par in house service, which saw your classmates head down the road to the diner located closer to town earlier tonight.

You had to pass by the diner on your way into town, so you were sure to get a glimpse through the windows of the diner along the way.

The sound of cicadas and nightlife, brought the forest around you to life, comforting you on your lonely ride through the windy night. The cold air brushing your body felt like a gentle caress, no longer cold and threatening. This body's anatomy now evolved for harsh climates.

At first it felt unpleasant, but now, the feeling of the tank as it rumbled underneath your balls sent pleasurable tingles up your body. Having never experienced any form of sex before tonight, you could only liken the feeling, to a woman humming along your balls and cock, it felt heavenly.

The urgent pain of needing to cum assailed you once more, thankfully your new body's nature made it so you could hold your body steady and deny the need. A kilometre or so had distanced yourself away from the hotel where this all started, peering ahead , you could just spy the lights from town and the diner up ahead.

Throttling back, you reduce your speed so you can get a handle on what is happening in the diner to your left. The first thing that break's the normal town feel, is the bodies writhing on the ground. Glass from broken windows, doors and car's litter the ground around the outside and inside. Clothes, spent shell casings and blood coat surfaces and people, as they fufil their carnal needs upon whichever surface that they had fallen on. There also seemed to be bodies that weren't moving, obviously shot dead while attacking. Blood smears some moving bodies, healed and leftover from being shot, it seems.

As they hear the approaching motorcycle, they glance over to see if it's a non-infected. Curiously, the luster in their eyes dim somewhat seeing it's an infected, before they turn back to resume their sexual frenzy.

Distracted by the disturbing sight, you're almost too late to notice the person in front of you. Pressing hard down on the brakes, the bike manages to stop just metres before colliding.

"What the fuck are you doing in the road!"

An almost bestial roar, explodes from your mouth, as you yell at the offender.

"My, my, Max. What happened to that skinny carefree boy we all know and cared about."

With an almost sultry voice, you gulp back as you find your class's beauty standing In front of you, naked. Dyed cherry short hair in a bob, blue eyes, aqualine nose, with a small supple lips that were parted, with her inverted incisors. These facial features gave her an enhanced version of succubi features, your school friends always nicknamed her that, behind her back. They seemed... more, defined and sharper if anything now.

One of her hands played absently with her nipples, pinching and tweeking them, while gazing at you with hopefilled eyes.

Gazing intently at her now enormous double D breasts, your voice comes out in a steady rhythm, "Julia, wow you look great. It's good seeing you and all, but what are you doing on the road at this time of night."

Smirking at your objectifying eyes, Julia started to walk towards you, while sashaying her body in a side by side movement. As she got closer, the light from the bike's headlight illuminated her body's contours. Cum still leaked down from her pussy, between her legs and her tits still had traces of other's blood, saliva and semen.

Now beside you, her eyes dart down towards your girthy cock, not in the least hiding it. Feet apart, you can't help notice a trickle of juices excrete from her pink hole. Licking her lips, she glanced into your eyes, "Well Max, I wanted to ask to get a lift into town. My boyfriend was waiting for me, before all this happened. Some guy fucked me and I turned into this."