Zombie Sex Poki

Henry, the man who had sent Poki the spiral, crept into her room and shut the door behind him. Henry smiled to himself as he looked on at the completely unaware, tranced out streamer. Her sexy outfit only made him want her more and he took a few moments to enjoy the sight as he thought of all the wicked and fun stuff he could do to her.

"Lift your head," Henry commanded. Pokimane obeyed, raising her head off her tits, eyes still closed.

Henry felt his dick tent in his pants, and decided to let his cock breathe. After all, it wasn't like Pokimane lived with anyone.

"Open your eyes, but remain in trance."

Her eyelids opened with a struggle as she looked back at him. Her eyes were unfocused and dull, making Henry even more excited to see how deep in trance she was.

"Good girl," Henry said. "Now hold your arms out like a zombie."

Again, Poki obeyed.

"Yes," Henry said. "From now on, you are my sleepwalking zombie sex ****. What are you, Poki?"

"Your sleepwalking zombie sex ****," Poki mumbled.

"Very good," said Henry. "Ah, but you need a zombie face. Make an ahegao expression."

Pokimane's eyes crossed and rolled into her head, and her tongue lolled out of her mouth, her arms still out in front of her.

Henry patted her head. "That expression is stuck on your face forever now."

He then made his final adjustments.

"Pokimane is now erased from existence, but her mansion and money and other assets belong to me."

With his new mansion and new zombie ****, Henry was now poised to have some real fun.