Way too many infected!

The next morning was nothing special at first. I just walked out of bed and did my mourning routine. No signs of anybody else. I went to the fridge, unsure of what I should do with the cum. But who could I ask to digest it as a test? The only person who I thought off may drink something suspicious I handed them was maybe my mom. But that would be.... I'd rather not think too much about it. Must it be fresh? Can I mix it? What dosage percentage must you have? All these questions kept running through my mid. I decided to text Kaya from school. I asked her to come over to do some homework. It was a bad excuse, but I ran with it. I hoped she didn't mind. We were kind of friends I guess? Not particularly close or anything, but we had been working together before. I'd give it 50/ 50 that she would say yes to coming over. In the meantime, I brought out the cum from the fridge and mixed it with some apple juice. It didn't show that it was mixed with cum, and I just prayed that it didn't taste too suspicious. Eventually I got a text back from Kaya saying she would come over later. I was kinda excited, even though I know I shouldn't be excited to perform experiments on my classmates.

Well, she came over and we chatted, and I brought up some homework. We did study a bit, but I'm not going to bore you too much about the details. I'll just mention that she did find my excuse suspicious, saying "that was what you needed help with? Seems like you would have done fine without me..." which was true. I didn't bring her over because I needed help. Then I went to the kitchen and got two glasses of juice. Since I was nervous and afraid of mixing them, I poured my juice in a glass that had a totally different shape from the one where the cum was in. I could easily differentiate between the two and it wouldn't seem too suspicious. Anyway, when she drank the juice my heart raced. What would happen? Will it be instantaneous? I just almost stared at her. "Do I have something on me?" She asked me and looked around her body for something unusual. "Or are you just ogling me you pervert?" She said in a non-teasing way that made it clear that such intentions was unwelcome. Still her voice was not entirely unfriendly. "Um, no" I said and scratched my hair, unsure what to do other than wait. She continued to drink the juice. She did comment that the flavor was a little off, but still drank the whole thing. I just slurped my juice and looked at her eyes, looking for signs she was infected. This is probably the most stupid thing I have ever done, I thought to myself. Here I am, deliberately tring to turn someone into a Zombie. Well, at least I can gain some knowledge of how people turn... I thought to myself. "I... um.." I started saying, not sure what I wanted to say. I looked at her eyes again, and got worried. They looked duller, like they lost some of their color. I started to feel bad and panicked. "Yes?" She asked me. "I.. imayhaveaccidentallyinfectedyouwithazombievirus!" I stumbled out. "Whoa... slow down... what.. what did you say?" She asked me with a straight face. I saw that her face had less emotion than before. This was bad. But then again, this had never happened before. Was it because of the low amount of semen? "I fed you my cum" I started looking at her reaction. She just nodded. "And when I came in my girlfriend last night she became a zombie. She then collected my cum in a glass and next morning our neighbor Hanna was a Zombie too! So... I.. god, this is so stupid. But I had to test if my cum was the thing that made them into Zombies." I explained. She just nodded after that, her irises now gray and it looked as if her pupils and irises where slowly fading. "I... See..." She said, it sounded like it was harder for her to speak now. "How... did... look?" She asked me. "Um, you mean how did the zombies look? They.. they have completely white eyes, and..." I started to say when I heard the door open. I got really nervous and felt a chill run down my spine. I heard footsteps. One, two, four, no, maybe ten people?!

I had my back turned towards the hall, so I couldn't see the people that entered. I could only hear footsteps of several people. Kaya, however, sat opposite me and could view the people that came in perfectly. However, her face didn't convey any meaningful emotions to me. Her face was mostly blank and empty. Oh god. What have I done? Why are there so many people and why haven't anyone said anything?! "So.... That... what.. look... like" Kaya said. Her eyes was staring at something behind me. "Beautiful..." She said. "Jo..in" She said and stood up. Suddenly Hanna and an unknown girl came to either side of Kaya and began undressing her. A hand gripped my shoulders in a firm but not unpleasant way and started to massage me. It was not Harper's hands. I turned around and saw 8 females. All where naked with a black leather collar around their necks. All had an emotionless face with completely white eyes devoid of life. Their expressions was cold, dead and robotic. They never spoke a word. How was there so many of them? After the two had undressed Kaya, they just held her in place, holding one of her arms each.

Then I heard footsteps again. Harper appeared in the room. She was actually dressed, although not decently. She wore the collar as everyone else, but she had loose silk pants that was see-through. She also had various gems and jewelry, a silk veil that covered her nose and mouth and a tiara. It was a bizarre sight. She had rings on her toes, golden rings around her ankles and thighs, golden rigs around her arms with intricate designs. She also had braided her hair and rings on her fingers. She also had a pearl necklace. Honestly the sight was so bizarre. Next thing I knew the other zombies bowed when she walked in, except the one massaging me and the two holding Kaya. She walked right over to Kaya and grabbed her chin and **** Kaya to stare into her eyes. "Y..yessss..." Kaya said. This was surprising. What was all this? Could they communicate telepathically? "O...be...y" said Kaya. I tried to get up but the hands on my shoulder held me firmly down, so I couldn't do anything.

"Hey! Kaya! Snap out of it! Please. You have to resist. Whatever it is, don't..." I say out in a trembling voice. "Beautiful... y...es..." Says Kaya, her voice is now almost monotone. But her eyes has still not turned completely white. "Kaya! Help me! Please. Tell me if the zombies communicate telepathically. Can you hear their voices? Can you hear Harper?!" I ask desperately, trying to get some information. "N...o.. No... telepathy... only.... only.... the voice..." Kaya answers in a dreamy voice. "It... y...e...s.... I... not.... speak... yes.... MASTER..... no... speak..." She says. This is progress, or at least I think it is. Two of the zombies approach me and take off my pants, revealing my cock. Harper strokes the chin of Kaya, then she points at my cock. Kaya follows the finger and looks towards my cock. Her mouth then opens slightly and she gets a sort of mindless look about her. "Ye... Ma...ter..." She says in a low whisper. "Wait... why are you silent? Talk to me. What's happening? Why do you not want to speak?" I say to Kaya in an attempt to make her hold her consciousness for longer. To keep her from giving in entirely. Maybe if I get her to speak more I can delay the process? I don't have a plan, but I figured delaying it would be preferable to her giving in right away. If nothing else, perhaps I can gain valuable information.

"No.... ugh... want.. to...stay silent... forever...." Kaya says. She speaks very slowly. "When.. I speak.... I... can't... hear... MASTER... Want... to... listen... to... MASTER... all... the time... FOREVER." She says as she approaches me and begins to stroke my cock. She has taken my cock in her hands and strokes slowly and sensually. "Must... listen.... o...be...y..." She says as her eyes looses focus. Her eyes doesn't seem to look at anything in particular, just staring. "So... So you hear a voice in your head, correct? That is the voice of 'MASTER', correct?" I ask her, "Ye...s" She slowly responds. Then she takes my cock into her mouth and starts sucking. I want to ask her more, to figure out more about this mysterious voice in her head that she calls 'MASTER'. "Wait.. I want to ask you more. Who is 'MASTER'?" I ask her, but she just continues sucking. I then take both my hands and lay them on Kaya's head to try and push her off. Before I can push her off me however, two zombies grabs my hands so I can't use them. "What does MASTER want? What is his goal? Why does people turn-" I say, but I am cut off by a hand over my mouth. Another zombie held her hand above my mouth so all that came out where incoherent mumbling. There was nothing more I could do as Kaya slurped eagerly on my cock. I would probably cum down Kaya's throat in not too long. And then... she'd be a zombie too! If you include Kaya, that would make 12 Zombies in total! How did it become so many? What had happened in my absence? There certainly wasn't enough of my cum to infect so many people. This was a major turn of events indeed.