Villagers check on Annette

"Miss Annette? Are you okay in there?"

The village elder's son called out to the priestess from outside the damaged door that had been left open. Moaning could be heard from the bedroom at the back of the house.

"Miss Annette..? W..We're coming in, hold on!"

Motioning two of the village militia forwards, they cautiously step into the property, checking corners and blind spots as they went. A wet splat sound startled the men as one of the guards lifted his foot and gagged at the pile of rot he had stood in. Using the side of his spear blade, he tries to scrape as much as he can off.

"God, this is fucking disgusting. Fucking reeks in here too!" the guard exclaimed.

What little was scraped off fell back into the immiscible puddle of thick yellow and clear watery fluid in the middle of the living room.

Reaching the bedroom door, the elder's son pushed it back slowly as it creaked open.

Before them, illuminated by the dawn's light pouring through the window, was the village sweetheart, the beautiful girl that no man had been able to call his own, fully naked and bouncing on what looked like a rotten pile of meat on her now-stained bed. Her ginger hair uncharacteristically unkempt and her usually pristine clear skin stained with yellow fluid and the brownish-grey hue of rotten flesh, speckled with tiny, wriggling, pale worms. Her stained hands grabbed her perky breasts as she moaned loudly smearing the rot and maggots all over her chest with her rough squeezing, riding the carrion cock of the undead flat on her bed. Her back arched in climax with the near-lifeless creature as a dark grey ichor bubbled out around her folds.

Catching her breath she turned to face the speechless villagers at the side of the room. Her facial features coated with the same dark, putrid goo that was just deposited deep within her quivering pussy. With a ruby-red flushed face, she gave them a smile before lapping up some of the sticky filth from her fingers.

Colour drained from their faces, a few of the onlookers struggled to keep the bile down as they ran out of the once-innocent priestess' home.

ENDING 01: An Unholy Matrimony

*Author's note: I hope you enjoyed the first ending of the story. I envisioned this as an 'instant loss' path, where Annette just puts up basically zero resistance to the undead. I'm also planning on having a sort of theme per smutty event, which is why this was largely an oral/kissing focus. I feel it's better this way and will avoid repetition in other events and makes the paths a bit hopefully feel a bit more unique. Anyway, let me know what you thought in the comments!

Check out Fried Shrimp's fan-art of this ending here: https://www.pixiv.net/en/artworks/133191869