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Cynthia burst into the drug store, cursing to herself, looking around frantic. "Hello? Is anyone here? I need help. I think I'm sick." Her please were met with silence. Her mind was so frantic she ignored the eerie lack of civilization and rushed to an isle. She rummaged through the shelves knocking bottles to the floor and grabbed some she would always get after a bender. Soon Cynthia sat on the floor holding her legs in front of her with open bottles and pills around her. She suddenly stopped and perked her head up. Why was she so calm?, her body didn't feel as excited as she was. She placed her hand on her chest feeling nothing, no heart beat. Why isn't this bothering her? She feels like she should be scared but her body was relaxed and calm. She stood and walked over to a makeup mirror gazing into her dead white eyes. The shock was slowly fading. She suddenly heard something behind her, she turned seeing a half naked guy appear at the end of the isle, he had dead white eyes like her and a raging hard cock in front of him.

Not again she thought to herself and slowly slink down the isle away from him. Another one of them, he didn't seem to notice her but she didn't want to take any chances, if this guy was anything like that nerdy rabbit. Her mind got suddenly distracted thinking of that, the hot sex, the big cock filling her, a wave of heat filled her body and shot down to her crotch. Cynthia turned the corner biting her lip, are you kidding? Why is she getting turned on? This was not the time. She made it to the next isle as she slowly backed up she suddenly hit something making her snap around. Two more zombies stood there staring her down. She back up against a shelf as the zombies stepped closer sniffing her, as if waiting for her to do something, they were partially dressed in uniforms with the name of the drugstore on them. She grabbed onto a shelf behind her, were they going to attack? Were they going to ripe her cloths off and double team her. The thought of hot fucking filled her mind making her hot and blush, she could feel the pleasure shoot down her body, her pussy getting moist.

Why? She should be scared, but all she could think about is fucking, the fabric of her cloths rubbing against her hard nipples was driving her nuts as she rubbed her thighs together, the heat making her pussy tingle. Just then the zombies turned away and started walking away to the front door. "What?" She said out loud making the zombies looked back at her, their hungry stares turning her on, her hand rubbing her crotch in front of them, she blushed feeling the tingle in her hard nipples and clitoris. Her fingers started working rubbing her pussy through her short shorts, her other hand rubbing her belly. The Panther gasped a little letting her fingers turn her on even more. Cynthia felt like she should be embarrassed but her hands were out of her control and all she could think about was what the zombies could do to her.

Her hands slid up her body and cupped her large breasts, pushing and sliding them together, the tips of her fingers playing with her hard nipples through her shirt, making her moan softly. She closed her eyes feeling the pleasure jolt through her tits and down her body, only to look at the zombies who were still watching her. As if entranced by the weird behaviour of one of their own. Cynthia, leaning against the store shelves she looked over seeing the third zombie walked back and saw her playing with herself. She pulled her tank top up letting her big tits bounce out in front of them. Her audience turned her on. She squeezed and played with them moaning with pleasure, lifting her left breast and licking her hard nipple sending pleasure through it as she squeezed her thighs together. She was wet and now she didn't care anymore.

She quickly reached down and pulled her shorts open and plunged her hand inside, her fingers found their target and she bit her lip and looked at her on lookers through her blushed face as she ran her fingers through her wet pussy folds. Pleasure over powered her in a way she never felt before, feeling weak in the knees she slid down landing on her soft ass with a thud but her fingers never stopped working. She moaned with pleasure as she pushed two of her fingers into herself and instinctively spread her legs apart, the toes of her shoes just touching the floor, her free hand now grasping and squeezing a large breast as the other jiggled slightly with her movements. Of coarse she has masturbated before but this was strange and strong, something she has not felt before. Her hips moved slightly as her fingers moved faster, she was moaning loudly now unable to stop herself.

Her body bounced in a stronger and stronger rhythm making her big tits jiggle harder in front of her as she screamed. She was close, so close. "Oh fuck! Are you....watching boys?....you like this..." She could hear herself saying, maybe it was her inner stripper but she was really into it. Finally waves of intense pleasure washed over her as she came, she screamed out in lust her zombie eyes wide as she arched her back and convulsed feeling the pussy juice flow from her. Then Blackness and a strong sense of euphoria.

Soon enough her eyes focused and found herself on the floor, her soft tits leaning against the floor off centre, and her hand still down her shorts, with a couple fingers snuggled inside her pussy. She managed to sit herself up and look around. The zombies that were watching her apparently moved on to something else after the show. How long has she been out? Good lord that was amazing, she never came like that before. Her dead white eyes snapped to the front of the store as she heard a commotion. Cynthia quickly corrected herself pulling her shirt down over her soft heavy breasts, her hard nipples still poking through.

The zombie panther walked outside and saw a small host of the sex fiends all travelling down the street at a stalking speed as if drawn to something. Men and women with torn cloths, half naked or even mostly naked, all with the dead white gaze and once more they seemed to ignore her. She was one of them after all. Cynthia didn't make the mistake of speaking out loud again in fear of causing confusion. One zombie bumped into her, She was a cop, or was. Uniform ripped open, her tits exposed for the world and her pants were missing, a night stick dangled from her loose grip, she didn't look past the panther, just through her. Cynthia got with the program and started moving with the crowd. She folded her arms pushing her tits up as she looked about, feeling her immunity was some sort of sick joke and they would turn on her in a flash. But it never happened. She could hear what was drawing them, the sound of gun fire off in the distance, automatic, maybe military. Suddenly a pair of A-10 warthogs flew overhead close to the city skyline and a rush of excitement filled her body, which was quickly satiated when they dropped something in the distance. Loud yet far off explosions rocked the streets blocks away.

She felt like she had to get out of there, forge her own path, shes smarter then these thots. She turned down the street away from the gun fire and explosions and as she picked up her pace she noticed that some of the others noticed as well and were following her. Cynthia didn't have to slow down for them, they were faster then they seemed, one girl came up beside her. A dog or sorts, judging by her cloths, or what was left of them she worked in some sort of office. Her bare tits jiggled in front of her as she walked eloquently in her high heels, her short skirt pushed up around her hips exposing her wet pussy, hair in shambles. Well here goes nothing. "Hi, I'm Cynthia, whats your name?" The girl snapped her neck and looked at the panther quickly with a soft moan, the others reacted too by moving closer to Cynthia. She smiled. "Easy guys, easy. You stick with me, old Cynth knows how to have a good time." She looked back at her knew acquaintance. "You look like a Judy, can i call you Judy?" The dog seemed to stare at her perplexed with her white eyes and Cynthia returned a look of glee from her own white eyes.

After some time a small group of people suddenly appeared down the street and the two groups stopped as they spotted each other. "Lets get the fuck out of here!" one shouted. "What about the rest of the food?" Another called back. "Fuck it, can't eat if we're dead!" They had large back packs and suddenly bolted for some bicycles as some of the zombies took off after them. Cynthia felt a tingle run down her spine and legs in a sense of anticipation as if wanting to give chase with the others, but this was moronic, they couldn't catch them. Oh what she would do to them if she could catch them. Cynthia blush and felt a wave of heat in her body. Judy stopped dead in her track as her high heels scraped the road and looked back at the white eyed panther. Cynthia was frozen in her own struggle, she seriously wanted to give chase, why? The thought of hunting people down for her own desires filled her mind. She could help these idiots, and they could help her.

They are stronger in numbers after all. Judy and some of the others circled her and soon Cynthia snapped out of it realizing her fantasizing was leading her to unknowingly play with her tits in front of the others. She was turning herself on again. She stopped and hunched over with her hands on her knees. She looked around with a blushed face. "Sorry guys, i blew it." Why was she apologizing about this? She felt like she needed to fuck something bad and didn't care who she would find. These thought were crazy, she even looked around as if maybe to find some unsuspecting fool that could fill her apatite. Apatite? This felt like an addiction, she knew if she didn't get her mind on something she was going to loose control again. Even that turned her on as she rubbed her thighs together, why not just let her rip, knuckles deep right in the middle of the street all these white dead eyes watching her.

She then saw an electronics store with lights on and T.V.s playing. She pointed at it. "Over there guys, maybe we will find some people there!" How is she saying these things and think its totally wrong at the same time!? The misfit ghouls and their leader walked up to the store and they lunged at the front door with a speed that cracked the glass but didn't break and Cynthia winced at the sound. Judy pressed her tits against the window making a squeaking noise as she palmed the glass. "Guys, guys! Look." Cynthia pulled two of the boys apart and grabbed the door handle opening the door outwards. Her white eyed friends filed in and the panther, blushed, hot and bothered smiled at them. "There you go Judy, Bob, Alice......Steven, don't look at me like that, you know you done stupid!" Feeling satisfied with her actions she placed her fists on her hips. "We are in agreement then? I'm in charge here."

The dead went into stalking mode as they moved rapidly through the store, Cynthia with a hand on her breast pulling on her hard nipple followed at a walking, more seductively gate, as if to lay a trap. " Let me know if you find anyone, Don't be greedy!" In the back of her mind she was disgusted by that, she felt like an 80's rape villain with her gang of thugs, But this wasn't a movie, this was her life now and she had an over powering urge to find someone, and her friends are going to help her. Cynthia made her way to the large T.V.s and grabbed a remote changing the channel. A NEWS feed showed a scene from a protest in the streets of some city. A pair of slovenly dressed girls were in front of the camera with a microphone in their faces. The protesters chanting behind them "Hell no we won't go, zombie rights are people rights!" "Like, why does the military industrial complex think it NEEDS to fight the zombies! They have rights too, they are entitled to their truth!" One girl said, another spoke up after her. " The zombies wouldn't even be doing this if they weren't oppressed by OUR living normative socially constructed society. WE ARE THE OPPRESSORS AND WE WILL FIGHT OUR LIVING PRIVLAGE!"

Cynthia cringed and changed the channel. A fat sweaty cat behind a desk and was ranting waving papers over his head in hysterics. "YOU ALL LAUGHTED AT ME WHEN I TOLD YOU THE FROGS WERE TURNING GAY. THESE IMMORAL SEX CRAZED FIENDS ARE THE RESULT OF THE LIBRAL ELITE GLOBALIST AGENDA, THIS IS THEIR DOING!" Once again Cynthia cringed and changed the channel. The next channel was a live feed from a battle. Soldiers and police against the growing horde of sex zombies that poured through a blockade like a torrent at an aggressive and agitated sprint. In the back ground fighter jets streaked the sky and fired missiles at a highway over pass which had throngs of running figures on it as it exploded. Where they zombies? Or the others she thought. A tank rolled slowly forward as a heavy machine gun rattled off its seemly endless rounds into the horde with little effect as the zombies spread out.

"Retreat! Retreat!" a soldier called out as the zombies over took them. Cynthia wanted to be there, it looked like a buffet of lust and pleasure as she slipped her hand down her shorts wedging her fingers between her wet pussy lips and moaned softly with her thighs tight together, watching. A cop was over run as he screamed, multitudes of hands grabbing him and ripping his cloths. A female cop with her pants and panties around her ankles was bend over the hood of a car screaming as a zombie fucked her in front of the camera, her soft ass jiggling with the rapid thrusts into her. The zombie grabbed her hair bun pulling on her hair as she screamed, her uniform burst open showing of bra cover bouncing tits. A female soldier was on the ground face down who tried to get away. She still gripped her rifle. Her naked ass up in the air as zombie held onto her hips and fucked her pussy as she protested with curses through a blushed face.

A guy in a ripped uniform trapped under two white eyed partial dress cheerleaders flailed with his arms as one grind against his mouth while the other rode his dick with her hands on her bouncing ass. The camera panned to a female soldier in distress. Her uniform ripped open showing off her big tits as a zombie gripped her helmet and forced her to suck his big cock as she blushed moaning her tits jiggling, hard nipples bouncing in circles. She looked into the camera and moaned as the cock slid between her lips and across her drooling tongue. Suddenly the zombie filled her mouth with cum as she opened her eyes wide. The cum spilling from her lips, as the zombie pulled out it shot hot cream across her face in front of the camera. It dripped down onto her curvy tits. Cynthia watched with glee, her hand tucked between her thighs down her shorts, her two fingers probing her wet pussy, her free hand pulling on one of her hard nipples through her shirt. This was amazing, she wished she was there.

Her good time however was interrupted when the camera man started shaking the camera around as he started running with the others. "Come on hold still." Soon the camera man must of fallen over as the image hit the street and went to fractured pixels and shattered images. The NEWS feed then cut back to two women on a fancy studio couch holding papers. "Bring it back you idiots." Cynthia exclaimed, then was fixated on the two beautiful girls, their faces slightly blushed. One was a blonde coloured fox with long blood red hair and horns, freckles dotted her cute face. The other a snow leopard with short blonde hair. They wore dress shirts and short skirts, their beautiful legs folded, tipped with elegant high heels. The fox was the first to speak, her dress shirt hugging tightly against her large breasts. "That was the scene from down town Springfield. The battle rages on across the eastern sea board as an unknown phenomenon of sexual deviancy sweeps the country." The snow leopard continued as an image of a map of the country appeared behind them. "This phenomenon is believed to be caused by an unknown virus that spreads like a sexually transmitted disease. It is not know where this virus came from, if it is natural or man made."

As the short skirted girls droned on it was the earlier statement that caught Cynthia's attention. A virus? Is that what happened to her? Why is she so different then the others? The dream, something happened, what was it? She couldn't remember. Her train of thought (and unconscious masturbating) when she heard a cry for help on the other side of the store. She quickly pulled her hand from her shorts and instinctively ran in the direction of the commotion. "get away from me! You hear me, you people are nuts, leave us alone." Cynthia rounded the corner, the heat in her body over powering. She skidded to a stop when she saw Judy had some guy, a deer on the floor, fighting with him, his pants around his ankles. Judy's head locked in his lap his growing dick in her hungry mouth. Behind them the other three zombies smashed at a breaking door and the sound of girls screaming could be heard inside. She knew in the back of her mind she should stop this, this was wrong, but what she really wanted was to join them. This was frustrating, a constant battle between her civility and her savage. A losing battle the way her body was treating her, she was so hot and horny even this was hard to think about.

Cynthia quickly moved towards Judy and dropped to her knees pulling Judy off this poor guy, he was wearing a shirt for the store, some nerd. Judy's lips slid off his now hard cock that bobbed back and forth covered in drool. "Judy, we.....we ha......" The panther tried to speak through blushed cheeks and a hot pussy. "Lady, get your friend off me, help us!" Cynthia looked down and saw that she unconsciously grabbed his cock and started stroking it, Judy's spit making her fingers slide easily. The panther bit her lip in frustration as she watched Judy crawl on top of the deer to hold him down against his protests, the dog settled her soft ass on his face as she took the big cock in her mouth again as Cynthia continued to stroke the shaft feeding the zombie dog who sucked him off. The other zombies finally broke down the door and reached into the nondescript room pulling out a screaming bunny girl by her black hair, another bunny girl with brown hair soon followed screaming as the three over powered the two. Groping their breasts and ripping at their cloths, they too wore shirts with the logo of the store. "No, no, no, no. Stop please!"

Cynthia surrendered to her lust and joined the zombie with her as the two white eyes girls moaned with pleasure, sharing the big cock between them. There wet lips and tongues sliding up and down making contact with each other as they. Judy sucked the big cock again then surrendering it Cynthia who sucked on it hard while moaning, like she was trying to suck the juices out of him making him groan, his struggles getting weaker. The black haired bunny cried out as she was on all fours, her tight pants pulled down as a white eyed female ran her dripping tongue, licking her pussy, the male zombie grabbed her by her hair and pushed his cock deep down her throat, turning her cries into muffled please as the zombie fucked her mouth. The brown haired bunny was helpless in the other zombies arms, her work pants around her knees showing off her red panties. Her shirt lifted as the zombie squeezed and played with her tits, then moving a hand down into he panties rubbing her pussy focusing on her clitoris. The bunnies moaned trying to resist.

Cynthia sucked the big cock deeply rapidly bobbing her head, then broke contact lifting her head in a gasp of pleasure a line a drool hanging from her bottom lip. "Oh my god!, i can't stop" She leaned back and pushed herself away. The zombie Judy took advantage of this and quickly spun around on the defenceless employee and effortlessly pushed his cock into her wet pussy making the zombie moan with pleasure, stretching her back making her tits jiggle. The zombie dog wasted no time riding the big cock, pussy juice squirting with every slide down. Cynthia tried to stand. "I cant, i cant......take it." her white eyes fixated on the moaning zombie's bouncing slapping ass with glimpse of the cock being devoured by the hot pussy. The panther caved and struggled to pull her short shorts down, wiggling her hips and they slid down her log sexy legs, the heat in her hard nipples and pussy over powering. She rushed back to the action bottomless. The panther sat on the deer's legs behind the other zombie, wrapped her arms around her soft body.

Cynthia pulled on the zombie Judy's hair forcing her into a kiss and the girls moaned with pleasure sharing their tongues, the dog still bouncing of the hard cock. They soon broke their kiss and the panther pushed the dog forward off the hard cock and Cynthia replaced her, lifting her top letting her big tits bounce out as her wet pussy sank over the hard cock making her moan with pleasure. Now it was Cynthia's turn to the ride as her hips moved fast. She reached around the zombie, grabbing a breast and reached down, pushing fingers into her wet pussy. The zombie girls bounced and moaned with pleasure together.

The other five have evolved into a daisy chain of hot sex, the black haired bunny continued sucking the hard cock now using a hand to stroking it, her tits bouncing with her body. Legs spread and tangled with the female zombie, their hot pussies pressing and rubbing together. The female zombie's head is turned locking lips and tongues with the other bunny who moaned into her mouth as the last zombie slapped against her ass fucking her pussy from behind. Heavy breathing, moaning of pleasure and feminine squeals filled the store. Big tits bouncing, the sound of slapping against soft asses, hard cocks filling wet pussies. The daisy chain was the first to go, the zombie fucking the bunny's mouth faster and soon filled her mouth with hot cum, the cum squirted from her lips and flowed down her chin. This made the bunny moan in a gargle making her body quiver with an orgasm. The pussy juice flowed making the female zombie cum in turn. As if on cue the zombie fucking the last bunny picked up the pace and filled her up with pumps of jets of hot cum. Making the bunny break her sexy kiss with the zombie to cry out as the zombie continued fucking as cum squirted down her thighs.

The deer was now in full control of the zombie dog's tits, squeezing and pulling on them and Cynthia rode the cock fast and hard screaming, while using her hands to figure the pussy and clit of the zombie girl. The white eyed Judy shook as she came and the panther heard the deer call out. "Oh shiiiiit" suddenly feeling a repeated rushes of hot cum filled her with shot after shot until the cum squirted across her soft ass and dripped down the shaft that was still being devoured by her cum filled pussy. Cynthia soon followed with her own orgasm as she pressed her big tits against the zombie girl and screamed in lust, her blushed face and white eyes in a state of euphoria as it all melted away, she seemed more relaxed now. She slouched forward with the zombie girl Judy as they rode the high of their zombie orgasms, shivering and panting through their blushed faces, ignoring the fact that their victims died and will soon join them.

Cynthia soon came to focus, she was on the floor by herself, mostly naked with her top rolled up over her exposed big tits. She looked around with a more clear head and she noticed that she just wasn't on the floor alone, she was completely alone. The others, even the store employees seemed to have left. She sat up and saw her short shorts with her dead white eyes not far from her. Wow, that was amazing she thought to herself. She felt relieved, it was the greatest fuck she ever had. She was beginning to see the benefits of being one of these so called sex fiends. She got on all fours and crawled to her shorts her hips and ass wiggling as she moved, her big tits dangling under her. She stretched like she just finished the most refreshing nap and gave herself a smile. Just as she reached for the shorts a high heeled shoe stepped on them. She looked up with a confused expression seeing a younger fox in a school uniform. High heeled black shoes, leg warmers, a short plaid skirt not hiding her naked legs and a white shirt with smaller breasts. Topped with blonde pig tailed hair. She was sporting a large revolver in one hand and a smile.

"Good morning sunshine." She beamed down at the mostly naked panther zombie. "Good night!" A male voice heard from behind her and suddenly she was struck in the head. Then Blackness.

End part 2