Horrifying Afterglow

"I can't believe that just happened," You stated after breaking the kiss. You and the woman are slumped on the ground know. Zombie cum oozing out of both your well-fucked holes.

"New to the Apocalypse?" She asked with a coy tone. You just nod and the two of you try to stand, she has an easier time standing up than you do, everything is so sore. "Yeah, I forgot to mention that resisting so much only makes the zombies angrier and therefore the sex rougher."

"You couldn't have told me that sooner?" you ask leaning on a cardboard box.

"If I did would you still resist? Unless you had a sure fire way to kill that thing you were either going to get fucked or eaten. And considering the alternative, getting hate-fucked by a zombie isn't so bad."

"Speak for yourself..."

"Oh, believe me, I am." She starts redressing herself and after you regain the feeling your legs you find a pair of pants that are just you size and slip them on. "So what are you doing here in town, kid?"

"I'm 21, I'm not a kid," you reply. "My sister's birthday is today and I was going to pay her a visit and wish her a happy birthday, and then I find myself in the middle of a bunch of horny zombies."

"Seriously?" she asked, looking at you incredulously. "This shit has been going on for at least a week, you should've heard something about it at least."

"I live across the country in Seattle, I had to plan a week long road trip to get here, and I've been staying in ratty motels without any WiFi."

"Still, you should have heard something. Or at least been stopped by the military when trying to enter the state."

"I didn't see any military... wait, did you say state? This is all over Boston?!

"And probably spreading if there's no military borders," she added with a serious frown. "*Sigh*, something to worry about later. Anyway, why don't we get to now each other. We did just have a gang bang with each other." She gives off a slight chuckle but you glare icily at her. "What's your name, kid?"

"John, John Doe."

"John!"

"...Yeah..."

"My god you grew up, I still remember when you and Mabel were throwing eggs at my house when I gave out raisins for Halloween that one year." You blinked at her confused. Remembering that year and who you and Mabel terrorized for that. Then it hit you.

"Carolyn Nelson!" Carolyn smiled and nodded. Carolyn was your neighbor in your old neighborhood. As far as you can remember she and her husband Lawrence lived next door to you and your family all your life. Luke says she's been around since you were 4, he was 8, and Mabel was just a year old. But as far as you were concerned she was always there. Carolyn and Lawrence were members of the National Guard for a bit before they went into other jobs. Lawrence became a photographer for the local newspaper while Carolyn was a clerk for the shooting range. You remember that when you went into your adolescent years you had a bit of a crush on her and you would even fantasize about her when you masturbated. And you just saw her get fucked by something that wasn't her husband while making out with her. If you didn't get your ass fucked by a zombie it would be a perfect wet dream. And then you realize something, if she had to deal with this for a week, then so did your parents and Mabel!

"Mom, Dad, Mabel! Are they alright!"

"They're fine, I'll take you to them." Carolyn took grabbed a box of clothes and walked back to the front door where the horde from earlier was still there.

"Wait! We can't go that way!"

"Relax! An upside to getting fucked by zombies is that their cum will make the other zombies leave you alone for about an hour." Exactly how many zombies did she fuck in order to know all this? You thought a bit worried, especially with how Lawrence was taking this, if he new at all.

"Really?"

"Trust me." Carolyn removed your makeshift barricade and opened the door. The zombies went inside but they seemed to forget why and just shambled around. Carolyn walked out casually and you followed her, on the way to your hometown.