The Z-end Times

This story was the first story on CHYOA I ever wrote; I've improved a lot since I made this, not only in writing ability, but also in chapter pathing. So please bear that in mind as you read this weirdly written story. Also, this story is looking for new chapters! Feel free to write. The story is public.

Before you continue, please be aware that this story contains both straight and gay chapters, sometimes a bit of both, as well as chapters that may be uncomfortable to some (though still abiding to the CHYOA rules). Please keep this in mind if you are not a person that enjoys kinks or fetishes that are a little bit more "out there".

Otherwise, enjoy!

The year is 2017. A plane coming in from Madagascar landed at Heathrow Airpot, and a certain woman disembarked; the catalyst of future doom. She carried a virus in her bloodstream not known to medical science.

She is known only as Patient Zero.

Soon it spread, slowly and quietly at first. Doctors brushed it off as some sort of new 'harmless' strain of the common cold. But then it changed, mutated. Perhaps it was the weather, or change in temperature, or perhaps even radiation from a stray sun flare which somehow snuck in through the ozone, but whatever the reason, this highly contagious virus awoke from its benign state, changing those that caught it into gray skinned, sex addled zombies, with only one thing on their mind: fucking.

You however were lucky. You had the foresight to stock up and bunker down in your apartment in case of a public quarantine, but even you couldn't see it coming; the depravity and the destruction this kind of apocalypse would bring.

Now...

((Authors note: Both paths, male and female, are WIP. The Female path is just currently with less content.

Oh, and one last thing. Please message me with any typos or mistakes you may find in the story. I will fix those ASAP.

Sit back, keep one hand on the mouse, and enjoy!))