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Robby walked up to the convenience store in the more suburban area of the city as he made his way out of the down town area. "Hello is anyone in there?" The store looked fortified and sure enough a girl's head popped out of one of the broken windows. "Who's there? What do you want?" The cheetah looked around. "I have been travelling alone for some time and was wondering if your taking anyone in?" "No go away!" Another girl's voice could be heard. "We can't just leave him out there, we should at least give him food and water." a guy's voice chimed in. "Fine, get in close, there is eight of us in here so don't try anything funny." The girl called out. Robby walked up to the fortified door and it opened, a girl and a guy stood there holding guns. "If you want in you'll have to pull your weight around here, we don't take stragglers." The girl said with a mean tone. She's a wolf with the attitude to match.

"We have been surviving this whole thing held up, how the hell have you been getting by?" She question him. Robby smiled sheepishly. "Just lucky i guess, i promise i can help out, I'll do whatever it takes." The wolf thought about it for a second and stepped forward. "Fine, but you gotta...ah!" A tentacle like tongue wrapped around her neck. "What the fuck?!" She cried out. Zombies came out from hiding as they rushed the entrance. The guy tried to pull the door closed leaving his friend behind but was stopped. "Nooooo!" The zombies pushed their way into the building and gun fire could be heard inside. Robby felt a hand on his shoulder, it was Cynthia. "Nice one Robby, these idiots always fall for it!" She said with a giggle and ran for the door to join the others, her big tits bouncing as she moved.

The once tough now blushing wolf screamed as she was pulled inside for the inevitable hot orgy. The fighting was short as the survivors were out numbered at least two to one. Guns were taken away, escapes were cut off. Hands clutched folds of cloths and tore at them. A guy screamed as he struggled with a zombie, a white eyed girl pulled his pants open and his big dick out, gleefully stuffing it into her mouth and started sucking him off. Another Survivor lay on his side trying to reach his gun as Zombie Gina sucked his hard cock while the zombie Mrs. Stewart sucked on his balls, once in a while running her wet tongue up his thick shaft. The sounds of ripping joined the cries for help as cloths were discarded, soft tits bouncing out exposed. One survivor seemed to have already given up. Between the thighs of a zombie girl on top of him, licking her wet pussy as the zombie returned the favour sucking his hard cock, another soon surrendered, between two zombies, her bare tits jiggling before her, holding onto two hard zombie cocks as she passed back and forth between them sucking them off.

The wolf was bent over check out counter pressing her breasts against the table which she could feel the tongue up her shirt squirming around and playing with them, licking and circling nipples making them hard. Tony pulled her pants down exposing her round firm ass and pussy. "Don't you dare! Don't you do it!" She called back to Tony through a blushed face. "I will kill you! I..... ki.....aaaaaaahhh" She felt the big cock push into her welcoming pussy. She soon started to moan as the zombie fucked her making her bounce as she felt him slap against her ass. Robby walked in and looked around blushing, the orgy was in full swing now as the group sex turned to moaning, squealing and cursing. Hard cocks filling and thrusting into wet pussies and welcoming mouths. The girls, both zombie and living bounced about moaning with pleasure as they were pleasured, their soft asses recoiling from the thrusts, their bouncing tits, heaving at different paces. Robby grabbed his hard dick through his pants and looked over.

The wolf, once proud, once strong, now squealed with the rest of the blushing, bouncing fuck girls. "Yes...yes.....yes,yes,yes,yes." She called out repeatedly as Tony fucked her faster. His long slithering tongue poked out of the bottom of her shirt pulling it up, letting her big tits to bounce freely. A zombie appeared in front of her on the other side of the counter and she instinctively grabbed his hard cock and pulled it into her open mouth and started sucking the big dick eagerly. Robby stroked his hard dick through his pants watching the moaning, thrusting, bouncing orgy. His attention soon centred on Cynthia who was bouncing up and down, moaning with pleasure through a blushed face. Her legs spread wide as her wet pussy slipped up and down a thick cock, her shirt untied as her big tits bounced bare for him to stare at hypnotically. Cynthia raised her arms over her head moaning as she free rode the cock, her wet pussy rising and falling faster as she screamed out. "Uuuuhhhh fuck!" her big tits bouncing faster with her, her hard nipples drawing circles in the air in front of her.

A girl sucking a zombie cock suddenly felt a gush as it came in her mouth, she pulled back letting it cum on her face. A survivor was between two zombie girls, one was licking his ass while the other sucked his dick, he called out as he came, the zombie milking him, sucking the cum out as it squirted from her lips down her chin. A pair of girls side by side on all fours, one a zombie the other alive. They moaned with pleasure as they bounced back and forth as a pair of hard cocks fucked her wet pussies. The survivor girl turned and kissed the zombie as they shared their tongues, screaming into each others mouth as the hard cocks driving into them filled them with warm cum as it spilled from their pussies and across their soft asses. The wolf stopped sucking the cock and stroked it hard as it pulsated, shooting cum onto her blushing face, she gripped the table and screamed with pleasure as the big cock fucked her dripping pussy finally filled her up, hot cum started squirting from her pussy, the cock pulled out and shot across her soft wolfy ass.

Pussy juice dripped slide as hard cocks throbbed and shot their streams of hot cum into holes and on soft bodies like climactic fireworks!

Cynthia sat on the floor, leaning against the wall, her legs spread with a cigarette between her fingers. She exhaled as smoke escaped her lips and floated in front of her cum covered face. The other zombies relaxed in a sense of euphoria. Robby walked among the naked bodies trying to avoid the cum on the floor, with a blushed face his hands over his crotch. "I can't believe i agreed to do this, this is wrong Cynthia. This is the third group of people we tricked, can't we leave some people alone?" The panther flicked the cigarette away and stood, her big tits jiggled as she rose and walked over to the cheetah and leaned against him, her breast squishing up against his body. "Don't act like you don't get anything from this, your starting to sound ungrateful." She pointed to the stash of food and water in the corner of the store. "......and you get to watch, i know you like to watch." Robby's back stiffened up. "Nah i don't!" Cynthia reached down and forced her hand under his, grabbing his hard cock through his pants making his yelp. "Don't lie to me Robby, i see you. Are you sure you don't want to join us, it must be killing you that you just can't cut loose." She said while stroking him off through his pants. He was big and hard, being around the sex zombies was building inside him like a dam!

Robby pulled himself away from the cheetah zombie, his big dick making a firm tent. "I'm fine, I'm not ready to loose everything i am just to have some fun." Cynthia thought about that then smiled. "Your right, you know if you really want, you can always jerk off and watch." She said slyly. Robby was fisting supplies in a bag. "I'm fine........maybe next time......i don't know." What is one to do? This is a new world and Robby was the safest living person in it. The possibilities of live porn every day all day. How depraved was he willing to be? Should he just let go and run with the zombies like a feral child raised by animals? It was damn tempting, Cynthia felt sorry for him in a way, he really needed to come out of his shell, not be so shy, she felt everyone was past decency in this world.

She ran a finger up a breast taking the cum like frosting from a cake and put it in her mouth. "Hmmmmm......hey! Since i just quenched my apatite and I'll be good for a while, why don't we do something you want to do." The cheetah's ears perked. "You know, like, whatever you want. Anything you have ever wanted to do." He turned to face her and look her in her white eyes. "Really?"

The group of zombies and one person stood in front of the store that Robby picked out. The street was deserted, NEWS papers fluttered in the wind and at least one car was turned over, the sun dipped low as the day was about to come to an end. Cynthia had her hands on her hips and a look of confusion on her face. " You know, when i said anything. I thought you would pick something......i don't know. A LITTLE more wild." The sign said (Stardust Comics). "Hey you said anything i wanted." He walked up to the glass door and grabbed the handle to find out the place was locked. "Shit!" Cynthia walked up beside him. "Well, only if you promise me we will work our way up to more crazy shit O.K.? Gina! Come here." The fox zombie walked up seductively and smiled, the Fido collar jangling as she did. Suddenly Cynthia grabbed her by the hair and smashed her head against the glass door breaking it open, the glass burst and fell to the ground.

The panther let go and Gina fell back with a blush and a moan. She still didn't like the fox after what happened between them, but she enjoyed taking post revenge sometimes. "There you go, lets go in! You guys stay out here." Robby smiled. "OK that was kinda funny." Cynthia smiled back. "Right?" The two walked in and looked around. "This is a little gay man, i knew you were a nerd but come on." Robby looked around and eyed the statues of super heroines and the classics on a high shelf. "Don't you get it! No one is making stuff like this anymore, when the world gets back to normal, all this stuff will be worth a fortune." Cynthia frowned. "You think things will go back to "Normal?"" The cheetah nodded. " It has to, right?" Cynthia folded her arms pushing her shirt hugged tits up. "I'm not so sure man, this is not like anything before." Cynthia's mind wondered to the totality of what was happening, maybe it would be better to turn Robby after all, he will never have a normal life after all. It just occurred to her that if he hangs around her, he will basically be alone, with no other living person to be around. In all honesty Cynthia also thought of her own uniqueness, and how long it will last, if not forever, how long?

It bothered her deep down that she couldn't control her sex drive. She looked out the of the store front at the zombies lingering about as if waiting for her command. "Hey, its getting dark, why don't you sleep here tonight huh?" She said in a protective sisterly voice. "Sure! It will give me time to leaf through this stuff, and tomorrow maybe we can go see a movie or something ya know?" He said casually making the panther's brow raised. Well i guess there is hope after all for you she thought to herself.

The two lay on the floor on make shift beds in front of the warm glow of a small TV they found, the only thing broadcasting was the NEWS and Cynthia switched to her favourite co-hosts, the sexy girls. "Gun shots can now be heard outside the studio as what we feared the most has happened. The monsters have laid siege to the building and we have been cut off. There is no telling how long we may have power but we are determined to give you all available updates." The blonde coloured fox said while looking over her shoulder, sweat clearly glistening over their necks and cleavage in a state of frustration. The snow leopard continued. "We have lost contact with fellow news stations in the following areas as of two hours ago. New York, Boston, Washington D.C., Raccoon City, and as far south as Houndton." Cynthia pointed. "Hey that's us!" "Shshshshsh" Robby slapped her finger away from the TV. The redheaded fox continued. "It is widely agreed upon that the epicentre of the outbreak is the city of Clydesdale, a city half way between Washington and New york. As this was the first major city to go dark."

"There is some speculation." The horned redhead continued. " That the outbreak really started in a small town called Shepard, if our viewers would remember, Shepard was destroyed by a Thermo-nuclear device by terrorist extremist some months ago, however some say the town was destroyed by our own government to stop this from starting in the first place. The connection is drawn after leaked police calls on the internet were exposed, referring to the sex fiends as to have came from Shepard PD" The Red headed fox concluded. * Writers note, read Return and Attack of the Sex Zombies for these stories.* The Snow leopard spoke next. "We now have a live feed coming in from Texas, there now." The screen changed to a female panda holding a microphone. "We hope this feed gets out to anyone that can receive it. I am standing here at the U.S. Mexico border as uncountable thousands are peacefully marching south, the people are mostly Spanish speaking and are believed by authorities to be apart of the some twenty two million illegal immigrants residing in the country. With me is a boarder guard from this port of entry." She moved the microphone in the face of the uniformed man who just held onto his belt staring bewildered at the throngs of people in an exodus from the country. "I.....uh....not sure what I'm supposed to do in this situation."

The screen cut back to the two sexy news casters. A female raccoon was seen on the set talking to the two, she had short shorts and a tight white T-shirt and a pair of headphones around her neck. Then she walked off. "This just in, a plane crash at Los Angeles international air port has revealed to be full of the sex crazy infected and are now running rampant through the streets of the largest city on the west coast." Robby turned the TV off. "I guess it's so much for things getting back to normal." Cynthia looked over at him, she couldn't understand what was wrong with him. "Hey now, as long as your with me, you will be fine. Now go to bed, we gotta move in the morning." Cynthia on her part never needed to sleep, she sat their flipping through the comics as the cheetah slept next to her. She wasn't really reading them but was looking at all the art. The pictures of the sexy and scantly clad female heroes drew her attention. She gasped a little and blushed feeling her heat rise and the tingle returning. She bit her lip and put the book down pushing a hand between her thighs. "Shit!" She cursed to herself. She looked around feeling herself get horny and her eyes setting on Robby. She licked her lips and rubbed her thighs together, one hand caressing her hard nipples through her shirt.

She bit her lip and reached for the cheetah when she suddenly stopped. She can't do this, she has to control herself. A sudden wave of pleasure shot through her body as she lost it, she could feel herself getting wet. "Not now." She whispered to herself. She stood up with her thighs together the fabric of the thigh high stockings making them glide together. She looked around and walked slowly to the back of the comic store.

Robby woke from his sleep hearing the sound of feminine moaning, he looked around. " Cynthia?" He whispered. He got up and followed the sound to the back of the store. He turned into the store room and blushed seeing the zombie panther masturbating. She was on the floor, propped against some boxes, her legs spread wide with her panties around one of her knees. Her tied shirt open with her big tits out as a hand squished and fondled them. Fingers running up and down a moist pussy, stopping to run circles around, playing with her clit. Cynthia finally noticed him. "Ahhh....what are you doing?..nnnnffff. Stop watching...uuhh you perve." She said but continued to masturbate in front of him, his gaze zeroed in to her spread legs. "I....uh...I'm sorry i didn't mean to..." His pants were notably tight, his dick getting hard fast. The zombie panther was actually getting hot and bothered by his presence. "You fucking aaaahhhh perve aahh your just going to aaahhh watch aren't ya? aaaahh." She bit her lip as her hands seemed to be out of her control, she pushed fingers into herself and started fingering herself as pussy juice dripped from the folds.

Robby couldn't respond he was hypnotist by how hot she was, it seemed like she couldn't stop fingering herself in front of him. She gripped her large breast hard, her fingers sinking into the fatty mound as her tits jiggled with her movement. "Pull out your dick!" She cried out between moans of pleasure. "What!? Why?" Cynthia fingered herself for a moment then responded. "If you...just going to....watch aaaaaahhhhh....at least you can....jerk off....don't make this....uuuhhhh...weird." The cheetah straightened up his pants fully tented now. "I don't....under..." "Shut the fuck up and cum on me you little shit!" She screamed at him in frustration through her moans of pleasure. Robby walked over, acting on instinct as if was yelled at by a teacher and struggled to open his pants. His pants dropped and his hard cock bounced up, it was bigger then she thought it would be. With a look of concern on his face he started stroking himself over the hot and moaning masturbating zombie.

Cynthia raised a heeled foot up high as she slid onto her back, doing a wide leg spread splits, giving the cheetah the best view of the fingers plunging into her wet pussy, her big tits squishing between her chin and arm as she balanced on her upper back. Robby stroked his hard cock faster, fighting every urge he had to cock dive into the blonde panther zombie, but he still understood the consequence of such an act. " Cynthia i can't hold on!" He told her. "Cum on me! Show me what you....aaaaahhhh have you nerd!" Robby was spurned on by this as he grabbed the long stocking covered leg that was in the air and pushed it further making the zombie cry out, he was directly over her now stroking his big cock excitingly as Cynthia returned the show fingering herself faster, pussy juice dripping down her soft ass.

Robby tried to hold it in as long as he could to get every ounce of pleasure from this but failed as he moaned his hard cock started throbbing shoot streams of hot cum showered down on the zombie. Cynthia moaned as the hot cream squirted her in the face and shot hard rounds into her mouth, the cheetah was so pent up he managed to cover her big tits too. Cynthia cried as her hips shook making her soft ass jiggle as waves of orgasms hit her one after the other like a tide of pleasure. Robby soon stopped and let go backing up as the half naked zombie lay on the floor in bliss, riding her orgasms smeared in his cum. By the time Cynthia regained control of her senses she found the cheetah with a towel from the bathroom holding out to her. "Here ya go, that was......fun." he waited to be yelled at as she took it. "Fuck man, you were backed up something fierce." She gestured to all the cum that came from him. Robby blushed and scratched his blonde hair. "hehehe yeah i guess it was about time i cleaned house huh." The zombie looked up at him with her white eyes. "Your welcome." After Cynthia cleaned herself their moment was cut short by the sound of engines revving in the distance out side. "Now what, more people?" Cynthia smiled. "I hope so."

The revving of engine sound got louder as whatever it is got closer. Cynthia ran outside with the other zombies and looked down the street. She finally saw what it was, a motorcade of motorbikes and a couple vehicles. They were louder then loud, honking their horns and throwing firecrackers on the road. "What the fuck is this then?" Cynthia yelled to herself. The bikers roared by and started to weave in between the zombies and circle them like sharks maliciously, swinging implements like chains and baseball bats at the zombies. It didn't take long for Cynthia to clue in that they were under attack! The zombies ran around after them trying to catch them, but the bikers were too fast for them on foot. One of the bikers slowed and sprayed a zombie in the face with a water bottle. Another biker stopped in the confusion and wrapped an arm around the white eyed Gina pulling her in close. "Hello sweet, why don't you come ride with daddy heh!" Another biker slowly rode by. "Hey don't fuck around like that, you wanna end up like them?" Gina stretched her arms out at the biker willingly wanting to hope on the bike with him.

As the zombies were being harassed and shot at by the bikers, the vehicles drove through the mess to pass through on route to wherever they were going. They were clearly not their target, the idea they were hanging around a comic shop probably stopped them from being long term targets had crossed Cynthia's mind. She watched in anger as a shaggin waggon van plow through some zombies as the occupants laughed and hit the gas. One of the bikers took a swing at her with a bat and she dodged it, the biker surprised at this as she reached and grabbed it from his grip. Cynthia gave a battle cry and swings smacking another biker from his bike as he hit the road. Tony lashed out with his tongue snagging a bike handle forcing it to turn sharply and fall to the road. Another biker ducked under the outstretched arms of a zombie, and neglected to tell his passenger, a biker chick on the bitch seat, who took the arm in the face and fell off the bike onto the road. The biker chick groaned from the fall looking up at the night sky, her eyes shot open wide as multitudes of hands of groaning zombies circled and closed in on her as she screamed.

Robby watched from inside the store as the fighting in the street unfolded before him, he watched with concern as Cynthia was in the middle of the fight swinging her weapon back at them shouting obscenities freaking the bikers out. A biker in goggles and a face mask stopped and looked right at the cheetah who made eye contact with him. "Oh shit!" The biker revved the engine and turned on him as Robby booked it for the back of the comic store, and the biker had no problem giving chase. Smashing through the store and expertly drove down the isle after the cheetah. Robby burst out of the back door, which were wide double doors, much to Robby's dismay knowing the biker was right behind him. He could hear the engine coming up behind him, he turned on a dime down an alley, coming to a sudden stop seeing a couple zombies blocking his path. They were clearly being drawn to the sound of the battle. He turned seeing the biker revving his engine, holding his arm out letting a chain drop from his fist.

"Shit shit shit!" The zombies groaned and made a B-line for the cheetah, when suddenly a gunshot rang out as the zombie on the ground twitching, then the next, and another as gunfire dropped the zombies attacking Robby, who was on the ground with his hands over his head. This really frightened him, this was the first time zombies actually attacked him. Demonstrating how much real influence Cynthia had over the other zombies. The biker spun the bike around and peeled away with a loud roar from his engine. Robby, shaking kept his nose to the ground as he could hear the clicking of heels on the cement, soon a pair of high heeled shoes stood before him. He looked up seeing a girl's hand reach down. "Uh....thanks?" Robby said to the stranger. "Come with me if you want to live."

Back at the battle the bikers had their fun and peeled away to follow the other vehicles as the zombies moaned, packed in clusters on the street, taking the bikers that fell in battle. A voice cried out as Cynthia raised her head from the cluster, her lips covered in cum as she looked back wiping her mouth. "Robby!?" Cynthia and a group of zombies followed the path of destruction to the back of the store. She tied her top closed as she thought to herself, knowing if she didn't find him he would get himself into deep shit. "Robby! Where did you go?" Nothing. She turned the corner stopping, seeing several zombie bodies and spent shotgun shells on the ground. She bent at the hips giving a zombies behind her a nice up skirt view of her thong and soft ass, picking one up. At first she thought he was gunned down, but there was no body. Did someone take him? Where did they go? Cynthia continued down the back street and saw more zombies, some of them taken down with more shotgun shells. Whoever took him clearly needed a path to escape the roaming zombies in the streets.

The zombies were travelling in a single direction, presumably in the direction of any fleeing living. Cynthia followed them seeing a path of put down zombies and spent shotgun shells, then nothing. At this point the panther was depending on the other zombies to lead the way. The streets were empty, the power was still on but the only real movement were the undead, the quite was almost haunting, the only real noise was the subtle sound of moaning that hung in the air like a freaky ambiance. After for some time travelling Cynthia's attention was grabbed by flashing lights, they were from police cars in the middle of the street set up in a blockade. Beyond the blockade on a large hill in the middle of the suburbs was a large church surrounded by fences and a graveyard.

Cynthia smacked Tony on the chest and looked at him. "I think that is where we are going Ton." Tony gave an approving gurgle. The group of zombies made it to the closed gate as the zombies started pushing up against the fences and stretching their arms through the iron bars moaning. Cynthia placed her hands on her hips, her short skirt fluttering in the warm breeze. "Hope your in there you idiot." She whispered to herself. The church looked like it was fortified, wood and rubar metal stakes lined everything with dead zombies impaled on them and shot. She walked over to the iron gate and pulled the latch, and started pushing the gate open. She suddenly heard the sound of a wire cord being drawn and she looked down seeing it being pushed by the gate. "What the fu?...." A small explosion burst! Blasting the gate of its hinges sending Cynthia and the other zombies flying and burning. Cynthia hit a car in the street hard, indenting herself into it, shattering the windows. Her cloths were flayed, her big tits bounced free wildly from the ripped shirt. Her soft body was shredded with cuts from debris. "Oooowwweee" She hissed to herself with a dead pan face.

A ringing filled her ears as she looked around seeing the other zombies who were now scattered or on the ground burning. She shook her head to get the ringing out and eased herself out of the ass shaped dent in the hood of the car, feeling her bones pop as they corrected themselves. "Pull yourselves together guys, we are better th...AAAAAHHHHHH!" Cynthia screamed as she tried to point she saw her forearm hanging limp from the elbow. "What the fuck!" How did she not feel this? She grabbed her arm and popped it back into place, feeling control return to it. "Wow, shit!" Suddenly gunfire rang out as rifle rounds passed through zombies dropping them. Cynthia ducked behind a bush. "I'm getting pissed!, whoever is in there is going to get their asses fucked hard!" She grabbed Tony and others and urged them forward. The zombies charged forward under gunfire as they made their way into the graveyard.

Grave stones burst with the rifle rounds as the zombies continued to be gunned down, some getting back up to press the attack. The zombies made it to the end of the graveyard to a second metal fence. Cynthia dove for some bushes and rolled onto her back, her big tits jiggled. The zombies hit the second fence moaning taking the rifle rounds as they tried to force their way through the fence. Cynthia examined her body seeing the lacerations already healing. It would seem whatever it was that was keeping her moving was also doing a good job at keeping her together, although she didn't want to test this with dismemberment. Cynthia looked seeing another gate, but it had a thick chain holding it shut, she cursed and looked up. "Up and over guys, over!" Cynthia grabbed the fence and vaulted herself over the fence as she hit the other side several bullets hit the dirt at her feet making her dart for the church as fast as she could run, occasionally changing direction in a zigzag pattern, she may look stupid but it made her feel safer.

The eye looking through the scope blinked watching the blonde panther zombie dodge her shots. "What the....?" Cynthia burst through the large and heavy front doors of the church with a triumphant cry as if winning a race. She looked around with her dead white eyes gazing over the interior of the church. The light that she confused for electric was actually a multitude of candles, the pews were either scattered or smashed which appeared to be used as fuel for an ornate fire place burning to one side of the large structure. Religious statues and symbols adorned every corner and facet of the interior of the building. Used cans of food stacked against a wall near the fireplace, and it was there she saw the cheetah she was looking for. "There you are!, do you have any idea what i had to do to get here you little dink!"

Robby perked up. Looking at her, her cloths were shredded, big tits exposed, her short skirt almost disintegrated. " Cynthia! Now hold on, don't do anything crazy." Cynthia's face twisted in anger. "Crazy!? We get attacked and you bail! And who the fuck was shooting at me?!" Robby recoiled in fear. "I was chased and...." Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a pair of heeled feet power walking down the hall adjacent to the main room. Cynthia squinted and clenched her fists seeing the figure coming into view. She was a lioness, powerful, rigged and determined in body and movement. Her attire was something to be gawked at, leather strapped high heels, a leather thong leotard that hugged her curvy body exposing her long naked legs with a long zipper running down the front, pulled down showing off her jiggling large side cleavage. Two belts wrapped around her hips filled with shotgun cartridge and box magazines, she also was wearing fingerless gloves. The only hint of a religious presence was a gold cross hanging from her neck that hung between her large breasts, and a nun's cap draped over her head coming down to her shoulders, with a strand of deep amber hair hung in front of her furious yet beautiful face. She clutched a Spaz-12 Shotgun which was tethered to her upper torso with a lanyard.

"Cynthia, Sister Marie, can we just talk about this!?" The lioness nun stopped at the door drawing her shotgun. "How dare you step foot in this holy place you disgusting fiend!" Sister Marie called out with a powerful commanding voice. "I'm disgusting!? Who the fuck dresses like that and kidnaps people sister slut!" Cynthia shot back. The lioness was shocked at this, she was hard pressed to hide it. "You....you speak?" The white eyed zombie flapped her hand in dismissal. "Oh no, a talking zombie, that's so weird" She stiffened up and pointed out the door. "That's right, i talk! I can make threats too, like when me and my boys get done with you, you will be pumped so full of the good stuff there will be nothing left of you to come back!" The zombie panther looked outside seeing the other zombies still struggling with the second fence. "For fuck sake, over the fence you iggets, OVER!"

Two of the zombies stumble over the fence and hit the ground on the other side. "Hehe, you see, we're coming to get ya!" Sister Marie's face looked thoroughly unimpressed, pumped the shotgun and pulled the trigger, a loud shot rang out in the church as Cynthia grunted flying back hitting the floor, the bitch shot her! She felt the shotgun pellets dig through her soft body as she was forced off her feet. The force making her big tits ripple. "Ah shit!, your going to pay for that!" Cynthia called out from the ground. "Girls! Stop this, there is no need to fight each other! Sister, this is the one i was telling you about." Sister Marie walked toward the zombie panther, her heels clicking on the floor. "You neglected to mention she was a sex fiend, and by the grace of god i will put you in the ground where you belong! You will not taint this boy." She now stood over Cynthia with the muzzle of the shotgun pointing down at her. "Speak or not, you may asked for forgiveness by saint peter."

Cynthia who was playing wounded to lower the the lioness's guard suddenly shot her arms out and grabbed the shotgun pushing the muzzle away from her head and pulled on it hard out of Sister Marie's grip. The lanyard pulled tight from this pushing Sister Marie's soft breasts together forming a nice thick cleavage and squeezing them hard making her blush and cry out. "Ha, got ya bitch! Who's going to be asking for forgiveness?" Robby tried to interject. "Girls stop, we are all on the same side here, we don't need to fight each other, Cynthia she saved my life!" Sister Marie pulled a large knife from one of her belts and cut the lanyard from her body as the zombie panther fell back with the shotgun, which she promptly tossed aside. Cynthia scrambled to her feet as the nun was distracted, huffing trying to loosen the grip of the harness from her squished large breasts. The cheetah watched on as the two girls seem to not pay attention to what he was saying, and he was getting frustrated.

"Dirty sex fiend creature! You'll pay for...." Sister Marie was interrupted by the zombie panther. "Yeah? Who is the sexy sex fiend here sister slut." Cynthia grabbed the nun's thong leotard and pulled it open, the zipper shot down with the zipper rip noise. Sister Marie watched with a blushed face of embarrassment as her big tits bounced out in the open, her nipples jiggled in circles. "Bitch!" The lioness called out and slapped Cynthia on the face making the zombie cry out and recoil. "Who you talkin to?!" The zombie slapped the nun back as she was trying to push her soft tits back into her cloths making her cry out and big tits bounce loose again. Sister Marie cried out a war cry and jumped at Cynthia as the two girls fell to the floor and started wrestling, insulting and slapping each other, this would be sexy if it wasn't serious.

Robby watched feeling helpless, they seemed convinced to end each other to protect or rescue him, and sooner or later one of them had to lose. The cheetah's eyes soon fell on the discarded shotgun and he bit his lip, he had to end this, time to stop being a wimp! Cynthia and Sister Marie tussled as they fought, each girl trading the dominant spot after the last as they rolled. " One way or the other you will leave this place undead slut!" "I hear a lot of talk coming from a bitch with her tits out!" "That was your fault!" "Cry to Jesus about it!" Suddenly the two heard a loud pumping from a gun and they stopped. They looked up seeing Robby with the shotgun pointing at them. Robby stared back at them with shaking hands, Sister Marie was on top as the girl's big tits pressed together forming the perfect double cleavage that he thought for a split second of just diving his dick right in there. "Robby? What the fuck man?" Cynthia's face was confused. "Robert, put the gun down before someone gets hurt!" Sister Marie had an equally confused look.

"You bitches need to stop!, One is trying to protect me from the other that's trying to rescue me. Do you not see how fucked up that is?! Your fighting for nothing, and I'm sorry Sister Marie i didn't tell you Cynthia was a zombie, but aside from a few problems." Cynthia made a dirty face at the word problems. "She is actually nice, she just sometimes can't control herself." Sister Marie looked down at the blonde zombie panther who was looking up at her with a blush on her face, she could feel Cynthia's hard nipples against hers. Sister Marie broke contact with her and sat up with a blush on her own face using her hands to hide and squish her exposed tits. "Are we cool Sister?" Robby pressed her. The lioness looked to one side in a dismissive manner. "Fine." " Cynthia?" "Like the other side of the pillow........ as soon as Sister Slut gets her fat ass off me." Sister Marie growled with a primal noise.

The zombies outside wondered around the church in a passive state as Sister Marie barred the front door, Robby examined the shotgun that was never taken away from him. The sound of feminine moans of pleasure echoed from down the hall way. The nun blushed and looked at the cheetah. "Must she do that here? Its.....disgraceful!" Robby smiled a sheepish smile. "Like i said, she can't control herself, she suffers like the other zombies." "Ooohohhh, yes.....mmmmhhh fuck yes, ah ah ah ah!" The voice echoed. "She doesn't sound like she is "Suffering"!" The lioness retorted. "She probably got turned on by your fight, that's good, it means she really likes you!" Sister Marie folded her arms pushing her breasts up. "Disgraceful!" She said with a growl. Robby just chuckled. "You got anger problems just like her too!"

In a change room of the church, Cynthia discarded her destroyed cloths from the fight and was naked in a chair. Leaned back, her legs spread wide and feet against the adjacent wall as she worked her fingers, two slipping deep into her wet pussy with a come hither motion stroking her G-spot. Her free hand grasped and squeezed her soft breast as she moved her hips into her fingers. "Oh shit! So fucking good! Yis yis yis." The hand gasping her squishy tit joined the other hand between her thighs as she thrust her hips, her big tits bouncing slightly with her. Her naked body shook as waves of hot pleasure passed through her as orgasms rolled through her curvy body down to her hot pussy. A long cock stiffening scream filled the church and then to Sister Marie's relief, silence. After some time passed Cynthia walked out where the other two were, she had found new cloths. Robby smiled seeing the blonde zombie.

She was now wearing a pair of knee high heeled boots, a small black leather thong and bra. Her thick cleavage exposed and only barely hidden by a fish net shirt that stopped at the top of her belly like a crop top, but extended to cover her hands like gloves. "Wow Sister Slut, you girls know how to dress for business behind closed doors." Sister Marie's face twisted in annoyance and blushed. "That is not what that is! A couple months back we took in and reformed some prostitutes, they belonged to them. I only took to wearing such things because i learned very quickly it is not a good idea to wear loose clothing around the sex fiends...... Also stop calling me that!" Cynthia smiled. "Sorry sis, you look sexy is all." The lioness turned her head in her typical arrogant fashion. "Whatever."

The trio stayed in the church for a couple days, the debate was between Cynthia and Sister Marie. Cynthia wanted to leave and travel, she didn't say out loud that she wanted to find people, she missed the hunt, she wanted the orgies, she hand a hankering for a cum bath. Sister Marie on the other hand wanted to stay in fulfilling her self imposed mission, to lay to rest the zombies she comes across. Cynthia didn't understand why she herself was staying, she could just leave the two behind and go with the zombies and hunt, live out her new life, or unlife rather. She was forced to pleasure herself and some times she would drag Robby along to cum on her when the nun wasn't looking, which only made the cheetah beam with delight, it was their little secret.

During the night Cynthia rummaged though some personal effects that was left behind among the pews while the other two slept. One of the advantages of being a zombie is you never really needed to sleep. The thought also crossed her mind that if she tried to sleep, she wouldn't wake back up, that is to say her savage zombie would take over, and everything would be gone. She found a cellphone that still had a charge, and swiped her thumb across the screen, to her surprise it unlocked. The blonde panther looked to see if anyone was watching her as her dead white eyes scanned her surroundings, then back to the phone. She dialled a number she had not dialled in a long time, since she left home in fact. Cynthia didn't have the greatest life before, she supposed that was why she was so willing to adapt to her new life. She made a lot of mistakes in her former life that all started with one decision, she left home in anger.

She hit send will little to no expectation of anything, but there was nothing to loose by trying. Then someone picked up. "Hello? Who is this, i don't know this number." For the first time this all started Cynthia felt a pit of grief in her gut as her dead heart sank. "Hello? Is anyone there?" A female voice with a southern accent spoke through. "Ma ma...." " Cynthia!? Cynthy baby is that you?" ..... "yeah ma ma it's me. Hows it going?" Fucking stupid question. The world is coming to an end and she starts with "hows it going?" fuck me she thought to herself. " Cynthia where are you?" The voice got distant for a moment. "Steve its Cynthia she called me!" Then came back. "Are you safe?" Cynthia bit her lip. "Yeah yeah, I'm fine, i just.....wanted to make sure you were OK." "Your father and I and heading to the mountains with other people, the national guard and the local folk are keeping us safe, where are you? Can you make it to us? We are going to...." Cynthia cut her off. "No don't tell me, it's not safe." "What? What are you talking about? Are you OK sweety?" Cynthia's shoulders sank. "Yeah, yeah. It's just not safe for me to travel, don't say anything....." She thought fast. "Bad people could be listening...." Static started to over take the clarity of the phone call. " Cynt....a....why are....sim....full...safe..."

Then the call disconnected. Cynthia lowered the phone to her lap looking at it, if she could cry she might be doing that. Suddenly she felt a hand on her shoulder which made the zombie jump and yelp slightly, she turned seeing the lioness nun. "What the fuck are you doing!?" She blushed in embarrassment. Sister Marie shushed her "Calm down, it's just me." Cynthia pressed. "How long were you standing there?" The curvy nun sat next to her. "Long enough." Cynthia looked away from her folding her arms. They sat in silence for some time before the lioness spoke up. "Look.....i may know someone that might be able to help you, if she is still alive." Cynthia turned and looked at her with her white eyes. " All of this is.....unnatural and...unholy to me, but she has.....experience in these matters." Cynthia raised a brow at this. She noted the nun was looking at her different, like she was a person, not like the others. "I now realize that you need help, your like a....crackhead or something." Cynthia narrowed her eyes in disdain. "You had to ruin it didn't you Sister Slut."

"So you guys going to make out now?" They heard from across the room. Cynthia blushed at the thought as heat filled her body, she squeezed her hands between her thighs and moaned softly. Sister Marie looked at the cheetah in anger. "Robert!"

end part 4