Annette is tainted by the zombie

The priestess whimpered as blood flowed to the surface of the tender skin of her neck as the creature's clawed hands hesitate against her for a brief moment, before closing around the collar of her white blouse and forcefully tearing the fabric down and away from her. The cruel act exposed Annette's voluptuous chest to the frigid wind, causing her nipples to harden in response. Illuminated by the flicking embers within the lanterns of her house, Annette could notice a few wiggling maggots that fell down her shirt earlier, their disgusting white bodies creating small trails of slime as they explored across her breasts.

Annette's mind went blank, her mouth agape both in horror of the rotten corpse's new intentions as well as the need to scream for someone, anyone, before the situation gets even worse. With a frantic inhale, she managed to get half a scream out before something blocked the light above her.

"HEEEEL-MMMFFFFFFF"

A putrid odour intensified and a repulsive taste overwhelmed her senses as the undead upon her shoved its fetid tongue into her open mouth.

Her eyes opened wide in shock and she could only stare at the empty grey ones in front of her. They were absent of any humanity or any consideration for their victim as the creature dragged its slippery, rotten tongue across Annette's, exploring around her gums and contaminating any saliva with its own as it began pooling at the back of her tongue.

Her perfect lips were now **** against the creature's lipless maw as it pressed her against the floor, allowing its clammy tongue to explore every inch of her mouth. The stench was so foul that she could almost taste it, however she was too busy tasting the disgusting, rotten-sweet flavour of decaying flesh to notice, causing her to gag, but she knew she had to persevere. After the latter half of her scream trailed off into the monster's mouth, she shook her head rapidly to try and break the kiss, but it only resulted in the grimy foul substance that coated the slimy, grey flesh to now coat her lips along with a few maggots collecting on the face of the priestess.

Noticing this led her to realise the creature's tongue was depositing semi-solid substances into her mouth too, whether it was loose bits of the zombie's flesh or more of the wriggling invaders that seemed to infest the creature was unknown, but in her panic she accidentally allowed some of the now-plentiful mixture of fluids to flow down her throat...

"..mmmnnnMMMm....gulp......"

Annette began to **** as soon as she could feel the grotesque liquid flowing deeper into her body. With all her strength she lurched forward to clear the obstruction, breaking the rotten kiss as trails of the foul yellow saliva connected her stained lips and tongue to the undead, fortunately now a few more inches further from her. Tears welled up in the healer's eyes as she coughed out the vile fluid and a couple of maggots onto her fully stained, but half-torn clothes. Gasping for air and all remaining colour draining from her face, the priestess shivered as she realised what just had just transpired.