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Jeff rushed through the room on the left to add some distance between him and 'chunks' a couple rooms away now; with a *glucking* sound and ecstatic groaning still echoing out noticeably. Before Jeff could even get a full assessment of this new room, he heard metal shutters stab down into the doorway he came from and another two more he hadn't neared yet keeping him there.

Looking up from the sharp metal at the base of the shutter read an implicating phrase 'sealed: excess-(non-pacified)intruders detected' that he mused was also on the other side of the shutter to signal to who ever owns this place that intruders were contained here, but what did excess mean?

He looked around and mainly just saw a couple bookcases, some vases left laying around, and a dresser left in the middle of the room; with heavy breathing emanating from just behind it.

He stepped past the corner of the dresser with his gun drawn, and was stunned by the activity of the abnormal couple of figures he saw lying down.

They were nowhere near rotting as the ghouls that had chased him through the woods were, with their skin far being dried out or even wrinkled; instead being slicked in a tan yellowish substance that gave their skin an orange hue, and more strikingly, they had a purple coloration around their eyes, matching their strangely purple eyes, and looking similar to sexy thick eye shadow, they even had healthy long blonde hair; seeming only somewhat oily. As he looked over them, he saw the only spot below their cheeks that wasn't tan was their excessively heaving chests that had neon green freckles spread throughout and grouping up into large colorful splotches, that he watched the two otherwise tan-skinned bimbos massage while making out.

Jeff lowered his weapon and enjoyed the show, feeling like he might actually be safe in the locked room with them, but while they looked like a couple non-monstrous bimbo-gals enjoying themselves; their movements against each other and sounds couldn't help, but remind him of the horde he escaped from.

He masturbated cautiously, with his gun tucked away, however, his dick smell once again proceeded him as they began to animalistically smell the air.

They loudly panted "Ooze!" as they rushed towards him, with their breasts bouncing excessively like over filled water balloons.

Jeff immediately reached behind himself to re-draw his weapon at the advancing threat, but before he could pull it out, they dove towards his crotch with their lips suckling around an opposite side of his member; causing him to briefly fall into despair at the thought the ghouls were starting their meal there, but he didn't feel their teeth press down, no instead he was delighted to feel their well animated and warm tongues licking at him.

Even as functionally fully resurrected, yet still feral ghouls; they still seemed to recoil from the unwashed taste of a dick that's been stuck trucking around for so long, but their high tuned smell made it past the smell of his gunk and on to the spunk leaking at the end of his junk.

Their wet tongues so flicked fervently in their search of more biological ooze, that he felt the urge to help them; guiding one to his sweaty balls while leading the other could along his shaft.

Seeing one of them violently slam a throat already filled with excessively thick throat slime, that persistently tried to cling to his rod every time she gulped against it traveling down, he saw her bulbous tits shake with every dive of her head and his gaze also followed her oiled up and small zit like nipples that danced around swelling with her movements.

The one at his balls struggled to fit them past her plump lips as she tried to suck them in, as remarkably even an already ooze filled monster had her eyes tear up from the act, as she kept forcing herself to stuff them more into her mouth, while she pleasurably shook and rubbed at her tits to cope.

Letting the supernatural gyaru gals dine on his pre-cum and ball sweat, he pulled out the one on his dick to slap the thick slime she exchanged back onto her face, before doing the same to her partner and helping them trade off roles evenly.

After savoring their mouths, his hands moved to their swollen tits, feeling their impossible softness and making them moan hard at the added support.

Jeff went to fucking their incredibly soft tits, as they began licking the slime dick-slapped onto their faces.

While their tits were big and plushy, he wanted more, so he pulled one from their sloppy kiss and set her on her back on top of a dresser with her legs spread.

Gulping down the pre-cum in her throat, the bimbo felt the fresh life **** adding to hers and fueling the purr "Like fill me with more that slime dude"; her first set of human words in a while, as she felt the length of his cock slap at her cunt lips. The other bimbo stayed kneeling behind them and was busy attempting the herculean task of lifting Jeff's balls with her tongue.

"you sure you zit-tit bitch?" he asked teasingly, as his hands gripped at her boobs and pinched at her small nips.

"Like totally!" she moaned, with her tits being her obvious weak-spot.

He pressed into the wettest cunt he had even been in, stretching it wide and feeling her buck against him with her tongue rolling.

Knowing that these monsters could shrug off shotgun blasts, he immediately went in as rough as he wanted, making fast and deep strokes, to the high pitch moan of this monster babe and the applause of his ball clapping against her ass and her friend's tongue.

Thick bridges of cunt juice stretched out and spattered around the two's crotches, and even dripped down to be licked at by her gal-pal, licking every drop that fell down his balls while she jilled herself to the taste.

The orange babe getting fucked, felt more and more fresh life **** get smear along her cunt walls that begged for more as it gushed to make the perfect pond for it all to dissolve in. Before he even got there, she was weakly alive but absent-minded, but now she felt energized to think and moan with all the purpose of a bimbo hungry for more, her tits strangely swelled at the new energy stored within.

"More!, more Oh fuck!, more, please fill me!" she begged with her purple eyelashes batting to further plead.

"Alright, your slimy whore, get cummed in!" he grunted as he started shaking the whole dresser with his pounding and causing her cunt to tightly clamp down on such virility. The tongue lifting his balls, felt a load off her task, as the other one felt a massive amount of life **** pour in and ripple out; filling her and giving her a massive climax; vaguely thinking in the back of her mind of using all that new energy for more acts with now conscious life as a bimbo.

Jeff pulled out of his twitching and stunned partner, and soon felt the one on the ground rush to clean all the residue left dripping off his softening cock. He looked past the creampied bimbo; groping at her even larger tits, and saw a dresser draw knocked open from the fucking; with some gold coins inside, and even a few lewd outfits; they were all lacy and black, so they lacked any specific appeal for a gyaru; like a beach babe or school girl, but they were incredibly more than capable of giving these poor stacked bitches some support.

Unnoticed by Jeff, the system didn't recognize such an unarmed and individual stable enough to be scanned as a human bimbo as a threat, and the shutters quietly raised.

The gyaru on the floor, moaned out at the pressure around her new top that failed to hide a thing, as her rack filled more into it and mind became energized enough to beg "Please, Me next!" as she jerked him in front of her cute face.

He complied with a greedy smile, lifting her up to set on her side next her more buxom compatriot.

"pump me like her!" she pleaded with an excited expression, looking up and down her well endowed of friend.

"you better" the creampied girl teased, groping her newly gained milf tits through her new bra.

He pounded in hard, shaking the dresser and both of their now well framed breasts rapidly, the girls' hands interlocked for stability as their heads got closer to kiss, and for the more mentally active one to whisper her new bimbo dreams into her former equal.

The milfy gyaru dabbed into her cunt and shared with her friend; enriching her mind to imagine a life fucking constantly and getting already slimy energy at the same time, alternatively to just milking acid onto things and only being able to consume once most of the life **** was gone; keeping them as acidic ghouls.

The quickly enlightening bimbo threw her ass back hard and began begging to be filled with her friend.

"Fill me! Fill me! please stuff me with your slime!"

"-cum!, stuff her with your cum!" she was corrected by the bigger titted one.

Looking down at the tight slimy cunt he was stretching, he also saw how their asses shook from the desk moving, their tits shake even more fluidly, and their pleasure filled faces; with their plump limps pouting for more and their eye-lash batting so innocently despite everything.

Jeff hunched over them and pressed in deep with his grip strongly on their tits, and answered their plea; filling the cunt he was in and feeling her climax hard around him, while the other one looked on proud to see her soon fill in as another milf+ed up gyaru babe with a significant amount of life **** to get her life as a whore ready.

Looking up from the act, he saw the original milf wave him over around the dresser as he pulled out; she cleaned off his dick with her mouth and assisted her equal to do the same with their heads hanging off the edge.

Once he was remarkably clean and fully soft; they turned their focus to a fresher source within each other, as they soon started 69-ing on top of the dresser.

Jeff left them to it, as he went through the new door and found a small box in the new room that shockingly contained a 'GRENADE LAUNCHER'; confusing and intimidating the hell out of him; to see such a thing in a residence, even if it now empowered his grip.

In the next room after that, he found another box; except resembling a create with golden trim. Inside the box was a small plastic tub with a recycling sign and a card reading reading 'ammo recycler: chance for ammo to not be expended upon firing' he didn't get the joke of such a gag item, but put it on the handle to the grenade launcher as a comical grip.

He kept finding rooms that were wonderfully devoid of monsters to attack him, or horribly devoid of ones to pump into, but he did find a room with just a key hanging in the middle and one door with a lock on it, but a skull across it as well.