It happens, before you can decide

"No, wait!" Nedra suddenly tugged at my arm, just as I was about to crawl out of our hiding place. Up till now I only had her word on what was going on here, and so far I wasn't all that convinced about what she said that she'd seen.

As she pointed me to the far side of the stage I could feel my blood freeze in my veins however, and I stared to the shambling silhouettes that slowly spilled into the area. Poor Darlene hadn't noticed them yet, but was still stumbling naked through the debris on the ground, and nearly collapsed over a counter while she tried to find leverage.

"Help...!" She called once again, her voice but a pitiful whimper, and then slowly tried to turn towards the noise the newcomers were making. I could see them clearly now, all of them males and in various ages, and in various states of decay. They weren't exactly rotting yet, but every one of them had some kind of injuries to their broken bodies, and I'd likely recognized them for what they were even if I'd never had seen a zombie movie in my entire life.

Then Darlene finally caughts sight of them as well, and I could tell she almost pissed herself in fear as they slowly made their way towards her. With a cry of terror she tried her best to hurry away from them, but stumbled and fell among the chairs and other things that was sprawled across the floor.

"N-no...!" She was crying in despair now, struggling to get back to her feet, while the first of her pursuers were picking up pace. Soon there was two of them right on her heels, and I watched in shock as they lunged at her forcefully, shoving her to the floor underneath them. "Aaaaaaah, god! N-noooo...!"

For just a moment I wanted to rush out of my hiding place again, to try and help the poor girl, but Nedra held me firmly to the ground while even more of the zombies closed in with surprising speed. In just a few moments half a dozen of them must've reached her position, and I listened helplessly while her bloodcurling cries were muffled by the massed weight of her attackers.

At first I was certain she was about to get eaten alive, like was often the case in all those movies I'd seen, but instead they seemed happy just to drown her in a tide of broken limbs and open sores. Then I remembered what Nedra had already told me, and could hear the distinctive change to Darlene's voice under all that flesh. They weren't eating her brains at all, or even tearing her limb from limb, but instead they had captured her for the sole reason of mating her - willing or not!

"Ohmygod...?" I whispered while ducking even lower into our hiding place, but couldn't take my eyes of the poor blonde's slender leg - the only part of her that I could see, rising from the tangled mess of bodies -, and watched it flail in the air while one of the zombies was getting in position on top of her. Then her squeals rose to a pitch, her limb stiffening upright, and I could almost feel it myself as her pussy was being split wide open by the undead ****. I didn't even know if he was particularly big or something, but just the thought of being trapped under all that meaty flesh was more than enough to make me feel sick for the victim.

"Don't look...!" Nedra whimpered beside me, but just like myself she couldn't take her eyes off of the unnatural scene. I didn't know by then for how long it would go on, but with more of the shambling beings closing in on Darlene's position, I was starting to realize that her ride had merely begun...

So what could we do? Try and save her somehow? Make a run for it while the zombies are busy? Or just wait it out, and pray they won't find us?