FSE

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"No, NO! You don't know what you're talking about! The guy yesterday said that I could exchange this in with this coupon and the system would be 25% off. You're just dumb. I want to speak with a manager." A finger waggled over the space of the Gamestop counter, accusingly jabbing towards the human on the opposite side with a dull stare in his eyes.

"I don't know who this guy is," Nick thought to himself, "but if he doesn't shut up or leave soon I might strangle him. Seriously, this is just the most ridiculous display of customer stupidity I've seen in weeks."

Next in line, patiently waiting with a slight grin on his face with amusement at Nick's internal outrage, a hyena held a small stack of used discs in one hand and a plush in the other. Nick's eyes glanced to him briefly, chin giving the slightest hint of an irritated head shake before the customer in front of him demanded his attention again.

"What? What are you doing? Are you making faces at this guy? Who's this guy?" The customer's voice raised up another notch, exploding into the store with increasing upset as his judgemental digit swung towards the customer waiting behind him instead.

The hyena held up both hands, fingers still catching his items without his smile slipping from his face. "Don't get all huffy at me, I'm just picking up gifts for my girlfriend." For a moment, the hyena seemed to have the same bemused, yet irritated grin on his face as the human behind the counter, but Nick's slipped off once the seething shopper twirled back to him.

"Are you deaf or just retarded? I want to speak with a manager!"

"I can't do this. I seriously want you to just die-"

Before the man could continue his tirade, a blur suddenly clashed into with with an explosion of grumbling noise and the harsh nose of teeth clattering together amidst lewd slobbering. The bitter buyer crumpled under the weight of the attacker, and as the mysterious creature settled his broken teeth into the man's tender throat, sending a spray of blood across the carpeting. Slower in focused, yet frenzied eating, the enigma focused in Nick's eyes. Flesh flaked off from the structure of the man's white bone beneath, showing the side of his jawline and the line of jagged teeth, broken off to look as varied as a city's skyline. The skin cracked the rest of the way through, bruises and dried blood spattered over the pale, dirty forehead. As he ate, his snapped nose pressed to the bleeding customer's head, bent at a 90 degree angle yet that didn't halt the thing's eating.

"Holy crap. That...that's-"

"A zombie, yes. Let's take a closer look once it comes to petting zoos near you rather than now!" Before Nick could reply to the hyena's observation a shrill scream broke through the air from the back storage room where Gamestop housed another entrance buried amongst stacks of games to be shelved and filed and where Skye had been assigned to inventory.

"Skye!" Nick charged out from behind the desk, but the hyena overtook him easily to kick open the door that led to the back room to see Skye, bent back over the messy tabletop with her red hair spilling out behind her too much like the spray of blood from the crabby customer earlier for comfort. Pushing her back, hovering over top of her flailing frame was another of the undead. Though female, this one had decayed further with half her face slipping down into the cleavage of her rotting breasts, which appear to be eaten into like rotten apples with holes digging in to shoe her chest full of sloshing, unnecessary fluid. As she grappled with the young, living woman the zombie's teeth gnashed with a constant, ear-splitting clack.

Without thinking, the hyena lunged towards the woman, throwing her off of Skye's shivering body towards Nick who grabbed one of the Xbox One's perched on the shelf, prepped to go on display, and slammed it into the decaying dame's skull with a sickening crunch. Her neck broke under the force of the blow, sending her head flopping over at a broken angle while she still growled and thrashed forward towards Skye's ankles before another blow stilled her.

Skye launched forward, arms circling around Nick's neck and hugging herself flush to him with her face pressed into his neck, nuzzling fearfully into the skin with her shuddering, bursting breaths exploding against the skin.

"Shh... Shh..." Nick whispered, bending his head against her hair and pressing his lips along the curve of her ear. "It's okay. You're safe." His arms circled around her, one hugging down above her butt and the other tightly wrapped at her upper back. For a moment, only the sound of her increasingly slowing breath filled the room while Nick held her silently and the hyena hung back, peering down at the body with morbid curiosity. When she finally pulled back, lips lightly touching to his neck in a tender kiss, she looked over to the other customer, one she recognized from his frequent visits in the store.

"Thank you...for that." She nodded her head down towards the crumpled frame of the female flesh-eater and swallowed, taking a hold of Nick's hand and squeezing tightly.

Hey, not a problem. I mean, we did a great thing." He paused briefly, for emphasis. "That is, finally found a good use for an Xbox." A grin broke over his face, showing a splay of pointed, white canines before the smiles spread to the other two and a nervous giggle burst from Skye's pursed lips.

"Heh, you're right. Now, let's get the hell out of here."

As a trio, they slipped out the back door of the abandoned store, they started to hear the chaos building through the city. Sirens and screams mingled together in air filling with smoke and the scent of death. Faintly, voices of the terrified, agitated, and determined faded beneath the groans of the hungry undead.

"We should go back to the apartment, watch the news, and stay together. " Nick organized with Skye nodding beside him, but their companion shook his head.

"Not I. I've got to go back and protect my girlfriend. I just got one, the last thing I need is for someone to eat her!" He cracked them a brief mile then turned, disappearing down the street and leaving the couple standing alone in the back alley.

"Well, let's get home!" Skye urged, and that they did. While distantly, the city sounded chaotic, they found their way back to their nearby rented home without any pressing danger, though they could tell they hovered at the fringes while the inner heart of the city burned with turmoil. Flames of sudden fires floated through the skin, a sky thick with helicopters swinging reporters over the infested city. Once in the apartment, door and windows locked securely, they listened to the news, riveted, while they gathered supplies in the center of the living room.

"Are you sure we don't own a shovel? A shovel has tons of uses during the zombie apocalypse...It can be a weapon. It can dig for shelters. It-"

"Nick, sweetie, shut the fuck up. We do not own a shovel. Nor do we own a flare gun, a real gun, or hammer, so let's not ask about those again either. How about you go to the pantry instead and find all the lighters we have and some tin foil?" For a moment, Nick paused his pacing and looked over at his girlfriend with a unfamiliar stare taking in the sight of her in a pair of snug, but durable jeans with a tank top underneath a t-shirt that was underneath a long-sleeved t-shirt under a flannel shirt with a sweater tied around her waist. A bandana cinched her red hair up into a sloppy bun on top of her head and her makeup had smudged around her eyes just slightly, giving her a wild, prepared look that struck him for a moment.

"I love you." He blurted, smiling sheepishly, but she returned the smile warmly and leaned over from her spot counting granola bars and patted his arm. "I love you too dear, now go do what I said."

From the kitchen, Nick listened to her shoving granola bars, dried fruit, and other contents from the back of their pantry. Since they'd made it into the apartment, Skye had gone into survival mode, logically listing the supplies they'd want and somehow producing two massive duffle bags from her college years and a backpack for each of them. Their duffels had already been stuffed with a thick sleeping bag, blankets, toilet paper, additional clothes, and a collection of toiletries as they waited for news updates. So far, the safe helicopters had reported no-stop from the air, pointing out the least infected areas and where safe houses were being developed; however, all the safe houses had been miles from them and obvious traffic blocked the way, so they'd yet to leave.

Adding a fresh pile of goods from the kitchen while Skype shoved water bottles into the empty space of their backpacks, Nick suddenly heard something that caught his attention. "Miller Pharmaceutical company is setting up a large scale survival shelter in their manufacturing plant which due to its regular security was never breached in the start. All survivors are encouraged to head to the large building."

"That's not far." Nick said, eyes wide and dumbstruck. Skye zipped up their hefty bags and tossed the male a thick sweatshirt. "Let's go."

Together, they piled on additional layers, fearing the cooling evenings and hefted up their duo of bags per person before hurrying out to their shared car. Easing onto the road, four eyes scoured the landscape in front of them for signs of the undead, and they didn't wait long. Across the street, where an elderly couple had lived and tended a garden together, a pile of writhing bodies wrestled with large objects- limbs, spraying blood over the lovingly tended lilac bushes. Skye drove past the sight quickly, gripping the steering wheel till her knuckles paled.

"It's gonna be okay." Nick murmured, face grim as he scanned the horizon to see bodies clustered on top of a far off skyscraper, the hunched familiar figure of the zombies approaching a trembling mass of survivors before their shadows tipped off the side of the skyscraper, jumping off to their deaths instead of facing the incoming herd.

"Is it, Nick? Is it really? This isn't a videogame you know! Those people, those nice old people weren't just pixels! Jesus. This isn't Call of Duty, there's not gun upgrades and perfect head shots. We don't even have a gun!" Her voice wavered, stress cracking through.

"Hey, hey. I know that, Skye. I know that, but we're gonna be just fine. You know why?"

She glanced at him once, briefly, before her eyes flicked back to the road and her head gave a small shake.

"We're gonna be just fine because you're here, and you're a fucking badass girlfriend, no zombie could take this on." He cracked a smile, but then sobered again. "And I love you, Skye. Nothing is going to happen to either of us because we have something to live for, to fight for. I waited a long time to find you, some undead motherfuckers aren't going to take that away."

For a moment, just the soft crackle of the radio filled the car, before Skye's hand moved over Nick's, squeezing gently as she steered onto the main road only to find cars littered the road. Bodies, living and dead, coated the ground. A mix of survivors- huddling beneath their cars, and zombies roamed between the roadblock.

"We're not going to be able to drive any further."

"Nope. We'll have to fun for it."

"Back the way we came?"

"Yeah. Out of town."

"Are you ready?"

"I'm ready."

"I love you."

"I know."

Together, they threw open their doors and tore down the road back the way they'd come, heaving their bags along with the with the duffles strapped onto their shoulders like an additional backpack. A few of the closest zombies started after the in a variety of speeds, but with their energy fresh they easily outran the first pack, but by the time they reached their street again the zombies from the neighbors had wandered over and mingled in the street, sending the pair skittering towards the very edge of town where it faded into a sparsely filled woods.

"This is the completely wrong direction to the shelters!" Skye complained, a bitter pout on her lips as they trudged along, heavy breathing still lingering in her wispy voice.

"I know." Nick sighed, hearing a rustling behind them. "I know-"

On the second know, a lunging zombie exploded out of a bush. In a powdered blue dress, the young girl- maybe just reaching high school, carried a hand in her teeth, still gnawing off the tender flesh of the wrist. Blood coated her from her neck down with scars ripping open the flesh, young skin of her face.

"Oh my god!" Skye cried, staring shocked at the girl, before Nick pulled her away. The sight of the girl, looking too innocent to be ripping someone's arm off, yet...

"Oh my god. Oh my god..." Skye whimpered, hurrying beside Nick as the girl's lewd chewing faded into background noise, but soon enough more appeared. Now a pair of girls, dressed as if for a night club-probably caught on their way back home, stumbled towards them with their dresses ripped and tore, hanging off their decaying frames while their hairspray from the night before kept their hair perfectly, coiffed into voluminous curls around their makeuped faces, now smeared with blood over their red lipstick and sinking darkness around their mascaraed eyes. This time, Nick paused and rushed Skye ahead of him before thrusting a large branch towards the attackers, sending the wood through one of the girl's gray eyes, bursting the eyeball like a water balloon with a squirt of liquid.

Staring, wide-eyed at the destruction he'd caused her face Nick started to run again, pulling Skye along with him as they disappeared into the foliage with the zombies trailing slowly behind. When the daylight started to fade, sending a cloak of darkness over the trees, the two were deep into a jumble of trees, plodding along side by side.

"If it gets dark, we're dead. We can't see them coming in the dark." Skye whispered, looking over at Nick with just the faint glow of her eyes outlining where her stern face looked at him. Her tail, behind them, curled around his leg as they walked keeping him closer.

"You're right, I- Wait. Did you hear that?" Turning slightly, around a thick wall of overgrown bushes sat a squat cabin and from inside they could hear the murmuring of voices...

******

"What was that noise?" Maya looked to the door with wide, green eyes forming nervous quarters at the idea of being caught but gentle hands pulled on her hips until she turned back towards James, whose face mirrored back her own soft gray fur speckled with blues and greens.

Pressing to her, grinding his naked member to her thighs, James nuzzled into her neck. "It's probably nothing, Maya. Come back here. Brother has a bone for you." A nervous little giggle fluttered out of the female twin as her brother's fingers swept down her back, guiding her over his lap, but then the door exploded in ward.

With his scalp flaking off from the top of his head, the zombie spurted blood into the room like a tossed water balloon breaking onto the hot sidewalk of summer. The droplets of deep red clung to his beard, staining it the dark shade as he fell into the room- arms extended in front of him with fingers stretching, stretching out for the girl perched on top of her brother's lap.

"Oh my god!" Maya screamed, scrambling off the bed and falling onto the floor on the other side, opposite of the bed as James rolled the other way, grabbing for the samurai sword, purchased to a realistic Halloween costume and saved for the cool factor. Once his fingers curled around the smooth hilt, he dove forward to the attacker, slicing through the thick trunk of her neck, dropping his head off onto the floor.

The decapitated body fell into a heap of limbs while the head rolled another foot or so before stopping against the foot of the bed with its dull eyes staring up blankly.

For a long moment, Maya just stared over the edge of the bed with her eyes still stretched open wide until James cracked a small smile, "What? Didn't think you brother had so much game?"

The joke broke out a soft giggle from the girl before her face grew serious again, staring down at the dead man bleeding onto the carpet that 20 minutes earlier had been fair game for their tumbling, wrestling bodies to topple onto. "We need to get out of here, don't we?"

James swallowed, taking his own glimpse of the gruesome sight, but then nodded. "We need to be careful. If one got in, there could be more." Maya agreed with a small nod before she bent, collecting her discarded panties and silently slipping back into them while her brother and twin mirrored the same actions on the other side of the bed. "Let's pack some clothes and things first..."

Together, they moved from James's drawers to Maya's to fill half of a backpack each with fresh underwear and warm layers while they also got dressed, each wearing heavy, oversized sweatshirts. Then, they raided the pantry.

"Is hot cocoa a good travel food?" Maya questioned, holding up a fistfull of the packets as a rattling came from the kitchen window. She stiffened at the sound, keeping her eyes trained on her brother as he grabbed a dirty pan from the side board by the sink and crept towards the cracked window as a hand crept through, bony and with bits of flesh torn off and dangling beneath in a train. The pan dropped over the hand, urging a gurgle of pain from the zombie outside that it belonged to.

Turning, James nodded into the pantry. "Grab granola bars, cereal, things we might take camping. I'm gonna go get us some more thing." He hesitated a moment, eyeing the window only a few feet from where his sister bent over in the pantry, digging through their supplies, but then he ran up the stairs- taking them two at a time. Into a backpack, he shoved a collection of electronic components, spare parts, and other things he imagined he could rig into something, somewhere. Then, the family's oversized rifle he tucked under his arm before he started back down the stairs in time to see Maya, back flush to the pantry, with a butcher knife glinting from her hand as a zombie crawled towards her on its stomach, eye bleeding copiously onto the crisp, white tile.

"Maya!" He shouted, tossing her the gun to which she quickly started to unlock, fingers flying into position before the muzzle pointed down towards the beast's skull, hovering in the air a moment before the trigger knocked back and the shot rang through the house and the monster stilled.

"Let's get the hell out of here." She slung the gun over her shoulder, the massive rifle looking ridiculously disproportionate to her frame, but James didn't request it back after seeing her cornered by one of the undead. He wanted the gun on her.

"I second that. Let's." They tightened the straps of their backpacks and then exited out of the back door of the house, carefully scanning in the dimming light of the evening for more of the zombies, they rushed out to the back hedges of their lot and began to walk just outside of the glow from the street lamps.

"Where will we go?" Maya whispered, looking up to her brother with wide, glowing eyes.

"I don't know. We're just gonna look for somewhere safe."

"Where will that be? Maybe closer to the city? Where there's more people?"

James tightened his lips, feeling the weight of his decision weighing on his shoulders along with the backpack overfilled with food and clothes and not a shred of home. He reached out for the girl's hand, feeling the familiar warmth of her fur against him before he sighed softly. "Sure, let's try there."

She smiled once, reassuringly, but then they silenced to focus on watching, listening for more as they trudged towards the city in the cloak of night. Though, the trouble with night is that it doesn't hide just them...

"James!" Maya's scream broke James out from his walking slumber in time to see her shoulder rock back as jagged, broken fingers grasped for her sweatshirt and the milky gray of undead eyes suddenly glinting in the night inches from his twin's face. "Maya!" He barked, stabbing forward with the knife he'd kept with him.

The arm fell onto the earth with a thud, and Maya's rolled the gun off her shoulder and blasted into the creature's face. As it fell, her lips started to tremble and she slumped into James's chest, grabbing for him with cold, shivering fingers. The cool wind of the night whipped against her bare shoulder, sweatshirt torn where she'd been grabbed by the brittle bone of the attacker.

"It's gonna be okay. Look! Look where we are!" She looked up, sniffling as they saw the main road into the inner city, though as they looked they saw the road moving. In the pale, flickering light of the evening on the fringe of downtown, zombies coated the main highway entirely making it seem to flow like a river as they shambled together.

"Oh my-" Maya's hand covered her mouth, eyes fluttering wide open before James pulled them back into the darkness around the corner. "Come on. We have to go back." He said, pulling her back, back the way they'd trudged for hours to backtrack through increasingly infested streets to tussle with more of the shambling shades. Maya grew quicker with the gun, keeper it cradled in front of her through the night until she grew too tired and it slung back over her shoulder as the twins walked together, slumped into each other's shoulders as they reached the wood.

The trees and brush slowed the undead, giving them cover to work deeper, but no spot stayed calm longer enough for them to feel safe to stop and rest. So, they kept walking and walking and walking...

"James? I don't think I can walk anymore. I'm so cold...and tired..." His arm around her tightened, holding her up as he nodded, sniffing himself in the chill of the night. "I know. I know...We'll find a place soon."

"Will we?" Disbelief filled her eyes and her bottom lip quivered- out of cold or fear he couldn't tell. James slowed, pulling her to his chest and leaning over her flushed face, kissing lightly at her furred cheeks and lips. "We will, Maya. We will."

She smiled at him, slightly, feeling the soft warmth of his kisses fading some of the chill that'd settled over her. Her fingers leaned up to rest against his neck, feeling the soft pulse of her heartbeat under her fingertips as she kissed him again. They paused, tucked back in the woods, and let the comfort of their secret, intimate affair mask them from the deterioration around them for a long minute before James stiffened.

"What was that?"

Maya spun around, her hand going for the rifle and expecting the glint of teeth showing in the moonlight, but instead she saw a flicker of light and then, slowly, the shape of a small cabin took place with thin strips of light leaking out of boarded windows...

******

"Kitty? Are you still there?" The phone line crackled and popped with increasing background noise between them.

Through the fuzz, a soft voice squeezed through. "Yeah. I'm here, what's wrong?"

"I-I think someone breaking in." A pound came from the window, shaking the wall that rested against the girl's bed, that held the frame. A flurry of noises followed, strange rustling and grunts.

The line went quiet for a moment, then a quiet voice. "I'm coming over." The line broke, and the sound of it died. The puppy stilled, fingers running nervously along her bare thighs where the fur was rumbled and wild from rolling in bed. A nail rubbed along the edge of her thigh-highs, smoothing it where the thick knit stockings had rolled over before the window shook again, and she burst out of bed. Standing in the dim light of the room, Pickles searched for a sweatshirt to cover the thin fabric of her black tanktop which reached just to the edge of her tiny shorts, leaving a small chunk of her golden fur showing before her stockings covered her legs into a dark green knit. Dropping a loose, baggy sweatshirt over her body and stepping into chunky combat boots, she crept to the front door and eased her face over the small window beside it only to have a face mirror back the same look- a face rotting from the inside out, with flesh oozing down off the structure of bone, and teeth gnashing together.

A yelp rang out through the house, echoing once before the canine turned away from the door. "Holy shit...Holy shit! Is that...a zombie?" Her feet clunked back down the stairs, grabbing for her flashlight and flicking the cell phone back on, re-dialing.

"K-kitty? Have you been outside?"

"Puppy. It's fucked up out here." His voice was strained, tense with what he'd seen.

The canine hesitated, as though worried for the answer but then the question fluttered out. "A-are you still coming."

On the other line, Jacob didn't hesitate. "Of course. Then, we're getting out of this town. I'm gonna hang up, pack some supplies and then be ready."

Pickles agreed, starting to sneak into the garage, turning on all the lights as she went and checking the locks on the doors and windows, fingers shaking when she did. In the garage, she tugged out the oversized camping backpack her father had bought her, another REI gift that she'd never thought she'd use. Then, she hurried back to her room, stuffing in blankets and toiletries and changes of clothes before doubling back to the kitchen, raiding the pantry for snacks and water until her phone beep and buzzed in her hand. "Kitty!"

"Pup, I'm about a block away. There's a lot out here, I'm just going to make a lot of noise, then do you think you can sneak towards the highway? I'll meet you there."

She nodded, gripping the phone tighter. "Okay, Kitty. Okay. B-but be careful okay?"

"You too." Then, again, the line clicked off and the canine looked across the kitchen, scanning for any last things before she suddenly retched open a small drawer, pulling out a sheathed chef's knife with the metal coated in a purple color. The canine, boots clunking slightly on the hardwood floor, crept to the backdoor of the kitchen's porch and peered out. Her eyes scoured through the darkness, trying to catch the shadows shifting to alert her to the undead ambling through the foliage at the edges of her yard. Near the neighbor's fence, a duo leaned against the wires as though testing their strength while their jaws gaped open and their white teeth glinted with the moon's cool light.

A tremor ran down her spine, making the fur on the back of her neck stand on end as she eased the door open on its slider. With the knife unsheathed, in one hand she stepped onto the porch and felt the rush of cold air whoosh in around her body, chilling the thin stripe of flesh showing where her shorts ended but her stockings didn't quite reach. Along with the chill in the air came the stench of death. A thick, cloud of the gag-worthy aroma wafted through the air from the rotting, animated corpses shuffling through her yard oblivious to her still.

In careful, quiet steps she crossed the deck and began down the steps, watching the closest zombie that walked close enough to snag the loose bits of flesh from his face on the rough wood of the deck's support beams. The wood glistened with the leaking, brown fluids of decomposition while the zombie seemed prickled, poked with small splinters of wood. The canine paused a moment, bristling and shivering at the gruesome sight then stepped onto the final step of the stairs, letting out a short squeak of old wood.

Her eyes shot open, wide and dark green in the dim light before seven pairs of eyes suddenly locked onto her. The pair at the neighbor's instantly swiveled around and began to shamble closer, fingers outstretched and reaching. On the opposite side, at the next neighbor's a trio appeared from beneath their overhanging porch, with their bodies and clothes covered in burrs and clinging leaves. Then, the woody zombie from beside the porch noticed her, groaning out just as a broken, crawling body appeared from the plants alongside the house. Broken tomatoes splattered onto his face with a collection of blood stains in the different shades from the dark stain of dried, old wounds and the glistening, rouge of second hand splatter.

Chills raced down her spine, no longer from the breeze, but from the sudden threat of the undead closing around her. However, they were slow and only one was close enough to be a threat. Her fingers tightened on the knife, feeling the familiar give of the handle before she lunged towards the deck zombie, stabbing it its throat and wrenching it through the thick meat of his neck with the sickening sound of ripping through the barrier of flesh, tearing through the comparatively thin bone of the spine and the faint pop of the knife escaping out the other side leaving the head to fall- teeth stiff gnashing together hungerly against the grass.

Pickles stared, fingers shivering on the blade of the knife before she started to spring towards the bike path that wound behind the house and crossed alongside the highway, leading her to her rendezvous point with Jacob. her long legs pumped onto the concrete, knife flinging clinging bits of tissue off onto the pavement until she spotted the highway and a hunched figure just over the striped middle line.

"J-jacob?" She hissed out in a whisper, frightening to raise her voice and attract more than those already aware of her, invisible but always increasingly close in the dark shadows of night.

A hand waved from the shadowy figure, beckoning her over and she took off, launching herself into the white feline's arm. Her body crashed into his own, feeling the hard edge of thousands of steel rings beneath his leather jacket. Her arms encircled around his neck, clinging onto the thin, but strong feline as her face burrowed into his neck. "I'm so glad you're not a zombie."

"Oh but I am.." He purred, nibbling her neck once before she pulled back, swatting at him. "Now is not the time to be horny."

He smoothed his long, white hair back from his eyes to look at her. "I don't know, I think sex with you might be worth it." Then, he cracked a small, cheeky smile which earned him another swat against his thigh before she started to pull him along the empty road.

"Come on. We need to keep moving."

So, they did. They walked towards the nearby movie theater, expecting maybe the large building had been secured for protection, but instead finding a plethora of buttery stained undead meandering in the parking lot. Then, they'd continued on towards the elementary school further away as the sun started to stretch up in the sky after the first breakout centered nearest to them in the heart of the city, not yet reaching those further out. However, the school only held shorter versions of the same hungry shamblers with their backpacks still on and smeared with blood while their high pitched groans filled a chorus in the air.

"That's fucking creepy." Pickles muttered, urging them further from the large buildings and out towards the edges of town. They followed the roads to the edge of the suburbs then further. The sun rose. Afternoon hit. They walked. The sun started to sink. The sky filled with reds and orange with a striking sunset while smoke started from the inner city with the beginning of the heightening chaos. They walked. Zombies burst out of cars and bushes, but between the two of them Jacob demobilized them before their heads were left rolling on the pavement from the puppy's knife.

Eventually, night fell. The moon rose up and fattened in the sky as they crossed into the woods near the edge of town where houses were few and far between, and they wove through the brush and trees until finally, finally! their sore feet were rewarded with the sight of a small cabin with the door cracked partially open.

"I'll go check it out. you stay here." The feline instructed, lightly pushing the canine back as he moved forward, but her footsteps trotted right behind him. His eyes turned back, glaring. "You are not coming. You have a little knife! I have a shield and a freaking sword!"

She pouted, waving the knife in the air. "This is not little! Yours just happens to be much bigger!"

"Well, there you go. Stay." Then, he went into the house. Pickles stayed dutifully on the porch, listening as a groan emanated from inside and then a sharp thud and the dry slice of the sword through brittle bone. Minutes later, the feline dragged the body out while kicking the animated head with the toe of his boots.

"It's clear inside. If we board up the windows well and reinforce the door from the inside, this little place is perfect. It's got one bed, a tiny camping kitchen, and a fireplace. This should be easy to defend." The canine nodded along with his assessment, but the mention of a bed sent her mind racing with daydreams of laying down and finally relieving the pressure on her feet to hold her up, to keep going. Her body swayed at the mere thought of getting to sleep, which Jacob saw clearly.

"Go lay down. I'll board up some stuff lock the door, and join you." He smiled once reassuringly and nudged her inside. She only hesitated briefly before thanking him and heading to find the simple king sized mattress raised up from the floor on wood bricks. She slipped out of her boots, tugged out her blankets, and passed out on the mattress into a long, deep sleep for the remainder of the night. As the second day of the outbreak started, she woke to find the catboy splayed out beside her minimally covered by the blanket she'd been hoarding to herself. His long hair fell over his face, hiding his closed eyes but leaving the slight pucker of his pink lips visible.

For a moment, she curled into his side feeling the slight warmth of him beside her soothe the stress that had built up since she'd run out of her house and into the night. Now, she draped an arm over his slender frame and snuggled in till her chin rested in the crook of her neck and her nose pressed to his neck, breathing in his soft scent. "Mmm...kitty." She murmured, but he remained still and sleeping.

Sitting partly up, she kissed his cheek and then lightly on his lips, admiring his innocent expression as he slept, worn out from their journey before. "You know...if this wasn't the apocalypse and all, I could have a lot of fun with you..." She mumbled, mostly to herself as she leaned towards her bag and dug deep into one of the side pockets with a coy, amused smile before a small item rested in the palm of her hand. Then, she hooked a leg over his chest and sat up, straddling over him as her hand guided the egg-shape into her shorts, pressing the small, soft ears of the bunny vibe to her clit with a sudden gasp.

"Who ever said a bunch of zombies was going to stop me..." She grinned and flicked on the vibe, sending a hum into the air as she rolled her hips up to the boy's chest. Her eyes fluttered slightly, closing as the buzz strummed through her groin, but then popped open when a moan escaped into the air to watch the sleeping boy's face- anticipating the moment he'd hear or feel her over top of him.

Two fingers sunk alongside the toy, pressing the two ears of the egg tighter around her clit while she clenched her thighs tighter, bucking up to the rurring device. A moan burbled into the air, light and shy while her tail started to wag behind her. The thick tuft of soft, caramel tan tapped lightly to Jacob's stomach with every move, but still he didn't wake.

"Humph..." She pouted, suddenly grinning with an idea before shimmying up so she straddled over top of his face, hovering her pussy lips over his. The vibrator continued to throb through her crotch as another finger teased down into the tight hole of her sex, pumping in with a bent finger to grind up to the soft, fleshy patch of her g-spot until liquid dripped out onto the feline's lips, dotting his white fur with wet freckles. "K-kitty?"

He stirred slightly, whining in his sleep, but his eyes didn't open. A needy, impatient set of golden furred fingers glided down to the boy's head, running through his silky hair and lightly tugging his head up to her. His lips grazed into her lower lips in a lewd sort of kiss, leaking her glistening sex onto his mouth before his eyes suddenly popped open to see her pussy spread over his face. Her bright pink clit throbbed and pulsed between the buzzing sides of the toy. His fingers tugged on his hair, gentle but impatient. "Kittyy..." She whined again, voice straining with the slight grouse of arousal.

He stirred, gently grabbing onto her thighs and squeezing his fingers along the thin slice of her thigh where the skin remained bare between her thigh highs and her shorts. Her hand tightened against his head, cupping him beneath her as she grinded down to his lips with another impatient cry.

"Puppy?" The feline mumbled, peering up between her legs to where she looked down with a cheeky grin before he poked his nose forward into the toy. "Your house is surrounded by zombies, the apocalypse is literally upon us, and you thought to pack a vibrator?"

She eased her hips back slightly, grinning down to him. "Of course I did. It's essential!" A soft, carefree giggle escaped before she felt wet lips press up to her sex and a moan burst out. Jacob's arms looped up around her lower body, rolling her further onto his lips.

"So, you thought with zombies swarming around us you'd just climb up and take my face for a ride?" A soft, airy quality filled the tone of his voice with sock chuckles escaping against her sex, rushing hot breath over her flesh. A giggly squeal rang out into the air, coaxing out a return gurgle from outside the walls from the spattering of zombies who'd tracked them. Their groans, while spooky, only made her giggle harder and clench her thighs on either side of his face. She grinded harder onto his mouth, clutching his head. "K-kitty!"

"You know how naughty you are? Bringing a sex toy to our safe house! You're too noisy! You're going attract all of 'em out there!" With every sentence came another draw of his tongue over the hot, sensitive flesh of her pussy right up between the vibrating toy. Her hips shuddered over top of him, leaking the glistening wetness onto his chin and lips. "K-kitty!" Her voice echoed louder, bringing a larger chorus from the undead outside whose bodies thudded and pushed to the walls, pounding against the wood boarded over the windows.

Her hand tugged on his hair a bit harder while her hips bucked harder, grinding to him with growing impatience. Her toes curled into the blankets strewn across the mattress while she moaned louder into the air, overpowering the voices outside as her pussy tightened, squeezing tight and spasming with building orgasm.

Jacob tried to speak, but his words were muffled into the girl's sex and couldn't escape from her eager grinding until she stiffened, squealing once more with the gush of cum that splashed over his face. Then, she collapsed to the side, clicking the toy's button once to shut it off.

"Mmm..." She sighed, peeking over at the feline with a dopey smile plastered over her lips at the sight of him licking off his messied lips. He returned the grin before rolling over top and kissing her, tongue snaking between her lips before a sharp splintering sound broke through the house.

"Fuck!" Jacob shot off the bed, grabbing for his discarded sword and rushing out of the tiny bedroom towards the main room where one of the window's boards had cracked at the middle with a bony hand stretched through searching, reaching. He jabbed through the opening before covering the break once again in time for Pickles to pad out of the bedroom, long sweatshirt drooping to the tops of her stockings.

"We're safe." Jacob assured, opening his arms for the groggy canine before a sudden squawk from outside shifted their attention.

"Help! W-We're normal! We're human!"

The two in the cabin glanced to each other and rushed to the door, undoing the heavy wooden worked over top as a second lock. As Jacob pulled back the wood piece, Pickles eased open the door to the sight of two canines with the same soft gray fur and blue and green speckles coating over it. They starred in at her, floppy ears mused from the tussle earlier, sweatshirt drooping down to the tops of tall knit stockings. "Come in! Come in!" She urged, widening the crack of the door for the pair to shuffle in just as another pair burst from the tree line five feet from the door. Their hands waved madly. "Wait! Wait!" The red haired panda came into view first, dragging a human in her wake.

Once the straggler had passed the threshold, the door slammed shut and re-latched quickly leaving the 3 pairs of strangers all clumped together, staring at one another until the golden furred canine waved one paw in the air with a chirper yip. "Hi y'all. I'm Pickles." Her finger waggled over to the feline before she trotted to his side, lightly rubbing at his hip as she did so. "This is Jacob. Who're you?"

The red-haired panda stepped forward with her massive plume of a tail swishing behind her once before she gave a small wave. "I'm Skye." A small, shy smile curled her lips up before she tugged lightly on the hand gripped in her own. With her encouragement, the human nodded and offered up a relieved smile himself. "Nick."

The slightly taller of the twins, the male, offered a tired smile to the group. "James here. That's Maya." Maya gave a small wave, her own tail starting to wag along with Pickles as the girls surveyed the small group of six.

Pickles gave a short nod. "Well, I'm sure you guys are tired, right?" The four freshly arrived heads bobbed in unison. "We've got a single bed, but lots of blankets and things." The key board 'bed' seemed to perk up both pairs of newcomers. Maya's drooping eyes flashed with a glint of relief while Nick seemed to relax visible, shoulders slumping, at the mere mention. Pickles smiled with a mixture of amusement and nurturing understanding. Her arms spread out, and she ushered the others into the small bedroom filled up with the massive bed still strewn with blankets and the sweatshirt balled into a blob that Jacob had used as a pillow.

"Feel free to rest easy, Jacob and I will keep watch out front for any...bodies that might have followed you!" For a moment, the canine hovered in the doorway, leaning on the frame with her sweatshirt sleeves pulled down over her fists and a caring expression of worry wiggling her lips in a juxtaposition of child and mother in one figure, but then she gave a curt nod and exited, closing the door behind.

In the hazy light of the dim room, that left the two pairs awkwardly shuffling to opposite sides of the bed. First, Skye leapt onto the bed fearlessly, claiming one of Pickles's blankets for herself and Nick before he joined her beneath it, instantly sinking into the mattress. Then, Maya and James crawled in together, gingerly lifting up their blanket and sliding beneath with a shy silence. James's hand lightly touched his sister's hip beneath the covers, pulling her in closer to his sturdy chest as her chin nuzzled into the crook of his neck. For a few minutes, the soft creaking of the bed filled the room along with the rustling of blankets while the four settled in, but by the five minute mark, Nick's breathing had settled into a soft puff through parted lips while he laid stiffly on his back while Skye used his chest as a pillow and her body as his blanket, stretched mostly over top of him. Her thick tail twined around her lover's leg, keeping him warmer than any blanket.

On the other side of the bed, sleep didn't come so quickly. James felt Maya still stiff and tense with the strangers around them. He stayed awake, petting along her slender back, feeling glimpses of her silky fur beneath where her shirt had been ripped. "Shh..Relax..." He murmured almost inaudibly right into her ear, but he never felt the little puff of deeper breathing on his neck that meant sleep had taken her. So, his fingers cupped down around her chin and pulled her face up from his chest to see her green eyes staring up at him with a melancholy droop.

"What's wrong?"

She pouted, lip jutting out with genuine sadness. "Nothing feels right here. It's weird. Like sleeping at grandma's house..." Her forehead wrinkled at the thought of being trapped sharing a bed with a bunch of cousins she never remembered between reunions, strangers she was expected to love. The twinge of disgust scrunching up her nose brought an amused grin to her brother's face.

"The only reason you don't like that is because we can't play around them!" He teased, letting the hand on her back slide lower down, cupping the pert shape of her ass with a playfully suggestive squeeze.

Her mouth dropped into a little O, "Not true!" Then, she pouted again this time while trying to roll away from him only to squeak with surprise as a hard lump it her hip.

"What is it?"

Her hand snaked down into the blankets, feeling the cool surface of the small object against her palm before she raised it out to hold near her brother's nose which instantly crinkled. The strong scent of female arousal clung to the little device- a small, rabbit-ear vibrated with the faint stickiness of recent use still coating the silicon. Maya blushed at the realization of what she'd shoved against her brother's sensitive nose. His cheeks soon mimicked hers, feeling heat rush to his groin at the earthy smell of a woman, despite his exhaustion.

Against her stomach, the girl soon felt the growing shape of his boner between them, prodding gently out from beneath his pants. The sensation made her giggle, an airy relaxed sound that instantly relaxed the concerned, male twin. "What is that?" She teased, smirking at him as she squirmed closer, rubbing her soft body over the closed shaft.

"Oh, I think you know what that is..." He retorted, leaning down till his nose rubbed into the familiar shape of his twin's until their matching muzzles parted in a long, tender kiss shielded behind James's shoulder from the other couple, though they were both obviously down for the count. The kiss deepened, with tongues writhing forward between their mouths as James pulled the girl flush to his chest. The shape of her small breasts pressing into his chest thrilled him every time. Her hips squirmed to him as heat grew between her thighs. Despite years of hidden romance and veiled sexual encounters, not a moment passed that it wasn't exciting- a mix of love and lust covered in a hearty dash of the taboo appeal.

His lips broke from hers, moving down onto her neck with darting, teasing kisses while just outside the bedroom door, the armored feline suffered the same teasing...

"Puppy! I thought you wanted me to board the windows again!" The feline complained, cheekily ignoring the affectionate touches repeatedly falling to his hips and stomach and instead striding over to reinforce the lock of the door again.

"Kitty!" She hissed, grabbing him more forcefully to press his strong, but slender frame to the wood of the door and nip at his neck. Her sharp, pointed canine teased against his tender, velvety-furred flesh before she bit down in a claiming love bite. Instantly, a moan burbled from the feline's lips, a girlish gaspy cry. The girl grinned against his throat, pressing her own hips against the shape of his pert ass, starting to grind and hump against his clothed butt while a hand curled around his body. "I want to play with you before everyone wakes up, Kitty. Now stop being a tease!"

Again, her teeth nipped at his throat, this time with a soft, accenting growl against his pointed, white ear before she pulled away. He shivered with the taunting, pressing his butt back to her grinding hips to feel the heat of her sex growing and radiating to his bum. "I-I don't think I'm the one teasing now."

A long tongue licked through the fur of his neck, lewdly crossing over the tender patch where she'd bitten him and sending chills down his spinal cord before her hand grabbed to the growing bulge in his pants. Gently, she squeezed her fingers around his trapped package and rubbed him from outside his pants. "But it's not teasing if I satisfy you..."

He whimpered, starting to muffle quiet moans behind his lips as he felt the slight vibration of zombies just outside the door they leaned against, wanting in. Yet, the girl on the opposite side of him dry humping eagerly to his butt stole his attention away, drawing out a sudden cry of delight as her hand abandoned its muted teasing to slide down into his pants, searching out his naked shaft with her supple, furred fingers.

She flicked his pants out of the way, starting to pump her soft fingers along the length of his cock, taking time to gently squeeze the most sensitive tip against her soft palm before she sunk down to the base. Her teeth continued to tease along his throat, nipping and gently tugging on the soft flesh of his neck and letting her lips wander up to whisper and murmur into his tall, triangular ears. "How's that feel, Kitty?" She crooned in a thick, lustful voice that tickled at his ear with the puffing air from her lips. His tail wiggled back, teasing along her thigh in a gently, tracing touch.

Her fingers squeezed tighter, feeling the barbs of his shaft tickle at her palm, even tugging at the skin slightly before she started to feel his knot swelling- an addition to his cock that made it practically heavenly for the horny puppy. "Mmm... I can feel you swelling up. You horny kitty, are you horny for mistress? Are you going to cum for me, kitty? Is my little bitch going to cum?" Her hips suddenly pushed to him harder, humping into him as though she had something to stuff between the pert, full ass cheeks she grinded into and her hand flew faster down his length.

He felt the cum churning in his balls, building with her teasing as girly moans escaped. Outside, the zombies seemed to have gathered near the point of the noise, shuffling just through the barrier inches away from them, but the puppy's panting, breathy voice filled his ears instead of their hungry cries. "I want you to cum for me, Kitty. I want to see my bitch's cum all over." She bucked harder, moving one hand to roughly grab onto his butt before her other hand sped down his length, massaging down every inch like a spasming, milking pussy.

He lost it. His body began to shake and shiver against her. His knot thickened a bit further before a face suddenly filled the hole where the door's corner had worn away. One, grey eye filed the crack with a guttural cry of "Braiiiiins!" At the same time, Jacob exploded with a spray of white jizz that splattered onto the decaying flesh with thick globules oozing down the surface of the creature's face.

Instantly, Pickles choked out a laugh. "No! Not brains! Semen!" Jacob shivered, driving his boot into the disgusting image before he swiveled towards the girl, grabbing her hips forcibly. "I can't believe you made me do that!" Then, he tackled her back onto the wood floor, hands wandering to her teeny shorts.

Back in the bedroom, James's own furred fingers slide along the curve of his sibling's ass, teasing along the shape of its rounded form before she squirmed and sent his fingertips down into the wet mess of her pussy. He teased to her opening, bringing a gasp into their shared kiss, muffling their noises while their hands explored. Her own dainty hands grasped onto his shaft, pumping from tip to base in a sensuous, teasing glide. The sleeping couple continued to breath heavily in the their dreamland wanderings, assuring the two still awake they wouldn't be caught in the increasing affections. They had pulled the blanket up high, disguising their tugged down pants and their tangling tongues beneath the fabric. Their tails both wiggled ideally as they kissed, rustling beneath the covers like leaves reaching the cool ground of autumn earth.

The female twin started to grind harder to her brother's fingers, humping into his hand forcefully with growing lust. The soft, velvety skin of her small cunny lips rubbed to his fingers, smearing her liquid excitement over his fur and spreading her scent in the air beneath their blankets to fill his nose when he sucked in air eagerly. Her lips pushed to him harder, with an urgent passion that had the male in return bucking himself to her pliant hands that massaged down his cock in twisting grasps, teasingly cupping his balls in random bursts. Suddenly pulling back, her lips grazed to his chin. "Can you be quiet?"

James's eyes widened, feeling her sex suddenly align with the leaking, pointed tip of his red shaft and her meaning suddenly sink into his mind. Without words, his head bobbed quickly and he rolled over her, eagerly pressing himself up into the lithe teen. Her mouth dropped open into a soundless moan, forming a big O that his tongue dove into. In the living room, other tongues were doing their own diving.

"Ahh! Kitty! T-that is naughty!" The canine shuddered hard against the wood of the floor as the feline's wet tongue rolled round the tight pucker of her ass, sending chills up her spine. His fingers curled into her cunt at the same time, pressing to the fleshy patch of her g-spot with a steady pressure and circling massage. His tongue shoved forward into the tight hole, making her gasp and whimper into her sleeve, biting to her lip to be quiet.

"This is what you get for teasing, naughty puppy!" He pulled back, gently folding the girl's puff of a tail over to get a better look at the rosy hole, that clenches and relaxes in pulsating beats as though wanting and fearing his tongue returning. Eventually, the girl looks back at him with impatient, glowing eyes. "You started! Don't stop now!" Then, her butt forcibly pushed back towards his face, leading him to nuzzle to the soft fuzz of her rounded cheeks before his tongue suddenly returned, making her cry out without constraint.

"A-Ahh!?" She yelped up into the air, back suddenly arching before she's pushing back onto his tongue again, forcing the tip in past the clenching, spasming muscles of her hole. Her leg's spread wider, trying to work his tongue deeper. The little sandpapery bumps of the feline's tongue tease her further, sending chills up her spine and adding to the dribbling mess of her pussy as his fingers slosh inside her, working idly into her and sending little sprays of juices out with every three-fingered thrust in.

His tongue writhed inside her, easing out and circling around the tight hole before diving in again as she squirmed back to him. Soft, needy puppy-dog whines fill the room. "K-Kitty! Stop teasing me! Take me! Please!"

For a moment, he hesitated, considering teasing her further, but instead he pulled back and drove his cock into her wet, needy pussy. Again, she cried out into the air, no longer containing her noises as she practically howled with the sudden fat girth filling up her impatient sex.

The sudden noise reverberated through the entire cabin, making every zombie outside return the moan with their own chorus of hungry cries. Then, the sound filled the small bedroom, waking up the corpse-like human and his splayed red panda with similar grunts of confusion. In unison, they glanced over to the twins, but the pair had frozen still in the midst of their quiet mating and beneath the blanket's shield looked like sleeping lumps.

"Do you think they're okay?" Skye asked, starting to untangle herself from her spot on Nick's chest as he grunted again, trying to roll over and sleep. A hard jab of the panda's fist into his side woke him up again, eyelids fluttering. "Huh?"

"I think you might be a zombie." Skye teased, shaking her head at him before a hand pulled on his shirt to guide him out of bed. Together, they trudged out of the door, sneaking out so not to wake the twins they wrongly assumed were sleeping only to freeze just outside of it.

In front of them, Pickles's hunched over on her knees with Jacob balls deep in her from behind. Her eyes were closed, but her head tipped but with gaspy, needy whines while Jacob noticed them and glanced over with an aroused, but sheepish grin. "Good morning, you two."

At his voice, Pickles's eyes popped open and she looked over, blushing good naturedly. "Hey! Sorry about that! Was I loud?" Behind, Jacob choked back a laugh. She paused briefly to glare, but then grinned at the pair again. "Why don't you join? Nothing takes the stress out of the apocalypse like a good orgy, right?"

Instantly, Nick started to shake his head and crinkled his nose, but Skye perked up. Seeing Nick's response, she turned to look at him. Her wide, warm eyes softened with confusion and curiosity as she leaned into his chest slightly. "You don't want to have a threesome or something?"

He peered down, eyeing the way her breasts mashed into his chest before he refocused and shook his head. One hand cupped the panda's soft cheek, stroking the white line beneath her eye. "Babe, I love you. I don't need anyone else. I don't even want anyone else. You're everything." The girl softened, cooing into his lips for a moment with a soft kiss before she pulled back and gently tugged on him. "Come on, it'll be fun. Plus, maybe it's something to scratch off the bucket list before the windows starting popping in and stuff." She gave a little shrug, winking at him playfully before she turned, hips sashaying and tail lifted to show the curve of her butt before she started to ease her pants off to show the slit of her sex and the velvety fur that covered it.

"You joining?" Pickles yipped with excitement, easing off of her lover's shaft before she held her arms out to the female with growing excitement. Her little tail wagged madly, spasming behind her with eagerness to have a female playmate in addition to the feline. Conspiratorially, the canine pulled the red panda closer to her and down onto the smooth wood floor. "So, he's human. Have you ever felt barbs? A knot?"

The red panda felt her skin flush beneath her fur at the blunt question and the sight of the other man's cock bobbing in the air, glistening with the golden canine's juices with the barbs flared out and the knot partly inflated, fat and rounded at the base. She glanced back at Nick with a glinting excitement in her eyes that finally convinced him and he hurried behind. His hands moved down her hips, rubbing to her naked bottom half as he listened to their conversation with silent anticipation.

"W-well no." She admitted, feeling the blush deepen.

"You have to! Kitty? Will you?" The feline nodded, earning him a wet kiss from the canine as she pulled him closer, peering up for a moment before her lips pressed to his tip, suckling for a moment before she pulled off with a pop. "...Tease."

She merely laughed at him before she pulled Skye closer again, cupping her side affectionately and winking once at the human before she kissed the anthro's lips hungerly. Her tongue teased to Skye's bottom lip once before their mouths parted, starting a tangling wet kiss. Nick's eyes flew open at the sight, watching as porn seemed to come to life in front of him. The golden girl's fingers stroked down the panda's body, striping off her heavy layers until her full chest came into view and Pickles mirrored the stripping act to let them mash their breasts into one another. The canine's were much smaller, letting the red panda's lush breasts press over top of her own. Then, her fingers worked down to tease the girl's sex to find her juices already glistening wet on the soft fuzz of her sex. "Mmm..Horny girl.." Pickles teased, smirking as she nodded to Jacob who'd laid back. "Come, take him for a ride. Nick, you come on to. You're not just gonna watch are ya?"

He shook his head once, chuckling with sudden relief as some of his stress about the experience vanished with the bubbly canine guiding them into it as though it was a buffet line and everyone was going to try everything! As he turned, Jacob had fished a condom from his pants pocket, trying to tear the foil package only to have the rolled condom skitter across the floor within inches of the door where a bony hand reached in, blindly searching.

"Well, guess we're going bareback!"

And so, with some bossy instruction from the wet canine, Skye ended up sinking down onto the virgin experience of a barbed, knotted anthro cock while her fingers lovingly guided her own mate's cock between her full bosom, guiding him into her hot lips as he watched her body work over the other male's dick. Then, the canine pounced onto the feline's face again. "Kittyy! Can you multitask?" He didn't get a chance to answer before her horny sex lowered over his lips, leaking her juices into his mouth as he dug his tongue up roughly into her cunt. His teeth nipped at her clit, leaving her crying out into the air again as Skye joined her, moaning with buzzing lips around Nick's cockhead from the gently tug of the barbs on her inner tunnel.

The red panda's tail flared out behind her, a plume of luxurious red the swished on the floor beside the long, slender feline white of Jacob's. Pickles's small tail stayed a blur of happy wagging that hit against the kitty's forehead as he lapped up into her with his rough tongue. Down his body, Skye sunk down onto his shaft with increasing speed, starting to adjust to the tickle of the barbs inside and the dragging sensation of them as she pulled back off him till just the tip sat inside her hotly squeezing sex and she'd sink back down, riding him leisurely and doubly working her breasts along Nick's shaft while she lapped down on the tip when it jutted out between the pillow's of her breasts.

A chorus of noise started to fill the room: Nick grunted with every thrust between the soft furry flesh of the girl's breasts, feeling his orgasm building and churning in his balls; Jacob moaned and slurped against the girl's pussy, relishing the sensation of her needy fingers tugging on his hair and her hips grinding down onto his face impatiently; Skye moaned with every drop down onto the feline's barbed length, starting to feel the bulge of the knot kiss to her pussy lips as it inflated; and Pickles gasping and moaning and squealing with every teasing touch to her hypersensitive pussy and clit from teeth and tongue alike.

Suddenly the canine leapt of the boy's face, stumbling blindly towards the bedroom. "I'm gonna make the panda cum!" She shouted back, going in search of her vibrator. She threw open the bedroom door to see the blanketed mass on the bed thrashing with soft gaspy cries filling the air: "James! James! Faster! Fuck your sissy faster! Oh! Oh! Ah! Oh! James!"

"Oh my..." Two heads popped out of the blankets, cheeks filled with red hot blushes and eyes wide as saucers. "Come on you crazy fuckers, we've already got a party going on outside." Pickles winked, snatching her vibrator off the covers and waving them into the other room. The two followed, though looking sheepishly at each other as they trotted behind the leading canine as she pounced back onto Jacob's chest, waving her butt briefly at his face before she hunched lower. She guided the buzzing toy to the red panda's puffy pink clit before her tongue reached out, slurping to the girl's opening as it sunk down over the feline's cock, grazing his plump knot as she popped on and off from it.

"Ohh! Gosh!" The girl's lips teased to the needy clit, closing over it and starting to suckle mercilessly. At the same time, Maya and James crept closer with growing curiosity. The golden canine's butt waved in the air as she slurped over the red panda's clit, feeling it pulse heatedly against her tongue.

"J-james?" Maya mumbled shyly, looking unsure at the sight of the mass of bodies but Jacob nodded to them, sticking his tongue out and waggling it playfully. She glanced once at her brother, who nodded encouragingly and trailed behind before she shyly shuffled to straddle the feline's face. At first, he gently drew his hands down her thighs, petting his way to her small rump as James came in behind her, rubbing his tip to the tip pucker of her ass, making her gasp softly.

Playfully, Jacob tipped his head back and up to lick wetly over the girl's tailhole, starting to tease at the tight star till it yawned open for the other male to rub his tip into. The sudden toying on her ass flopped Maya forward, finding herself starting at the wagging tail of the canine.

"A-ah!" Skye suddenly cried again, moaning loudly into the air as Nick bucked up into her mouth harder. His own balls pulled up hard to her body, churning and starting to spit the first rope of cum out onto the roof of her mouth as her pussy spasmed around Jacob's barbed, knotted cock.

"K-knot me!" She cried, spraying cum out onto her breasts and Nick's crotch as he came down onto the soft expanse of her breasts, sending globs of white onto the backdrop of his red. Then, Jacob bucked hard into the girl, driving the plump knot forward with a pop!

Then, she screamed into the air. For the pair just joining, her noises flushed their cheeks with an eager red. Pickles continued to suckle at her clit, letting the vibrator tease against the edges of her lips at the lesser tender spots. The girl spasmed, shaking between the three working over her body, Nick's hands having joined on her sensitive breasts with teasing, suckling lips over a messy nipple. She clutched at his head, moaning down into his ear as her orgasm finally crashed into her and cum spurted out onto Jacob's lap, filling Pickles's nose with the tangy scent of female arousal.

Then, she slumped forward, trapped on his knot but eager to return the favor of the helpful canine. A hand snaked up to the girl's pussy as Maya's did the same to her butt, still glistening with spit from Jacob's teasing. Beneath, Jacob's working tongue dove into the female twin's pussy, making her fingers shake as they started to circle around the tight pucker. Above, Nick watched as his girlfriend eagerly fingered the canine before she glanced to him, nodding down to her ass with a devious waggle of her eyebrows and a little whisper, "Be gentle."

He dove back to her butt, spitting onto his fingers and starting to copy Maya's motions to stretched the panda's tight hole as James's did the very same to Maya's own bum. Pickle's moaned with the double teasing while Jacob felt Skye's sex still squeezing down over him, clenching so tight he knew he wouldn't be relaxing soon.

From behind his sister, James drew his cock tip to the tight hole of her pucker that gleamed with the wet spit from Jacob's oral teasing. He could see the slight gape of it from his tongue forcing inside, letting it ease open for a moment before clenching shut. His tapered tip rubbed over the hole, easing forward into the extreme tightness of her ass clenching around him. His hands clenched at her hips, feeling the shivers running through her body from Jacob beneath. His rough tongue, textured with the sandpapery nubs of any feline, rubbed along the tender flesh of her young pussy, focusing on the bright pink nub of her clitoris, making her cry out into the air.

When Jacob leaned up and took her clit into his mouth, suckling and nibbling lightly, James thrust forward into the girl's ass, filling her fully and sending a scream into the air. "Ahh! B-bruder! Kitty cat!" Her sweet voice spurred the others, making Skye finger her female lover harder, sending juices squirting out on to Jacob's tummy as another finger pushed into her ass, rubbing her tunnels from both holes and sending her own puppy-dog whines into the air, howling, gaspy cries echoing from the walls.

Behind Skye, with her tail folded gracefully over her shoulder to expose the supple expanse of her ass, Nick plunged into her spit-covered tailhole with a groan. Hunching to her back, he could watch as her breasts jiggled with every motion of her body over Jacob's cock and her fingers pistoned into the puppy girl's leaky pussy. Her ass clenched around him, tighter than he'd ever experienced and she clamped down on him like a vice. "Ohh! Nicky! Fuck me harder! Fuck my ass!" She shouted, earning whoops of encouragement from the others.

Jacob's voice, though muffled into Maya's pussy, cried out in girlish agreement while James's voice seemed to have sheepish amusement embedded in it's tone. Breathless and heavy with arousal, Pickles added her two cents. "Fuck her good! Nicky! I wanna see her shake! Come on!" His hips trembled, but he answered their calls and slammed into her tight ass, making her rock forward on Jacob's cock again and sending fresh jolts of pleasure through his body which in turn buzzed his lips around Maya's little pink clit. She squealed with the buzzing tease and tightened on her brother's cock buried in her ass.

Their moans overlapped. Cries echoed off the walls. The pounding of flesh clapped through the air louder than the thumps of the undead outside, slamming on the wood to get in. Their screams of pleasure overpowered the groans of hunger. The scent of sex and cum filled the air with the tang of sweat and heat radiated through the cabin, covering the stench of the dead and the chill of the night.

Voice chorused together, riding their individual highs as a group.

"Oh god! Maya! Maya you feel so good on brother's cock!" James clutched her hips tighter, feeling his balls pull up and his orgasm hover at the edge.

"Maya, faster! Fuck my ass faster!" Pickles cried, feeling her body hovering at the edge of pleasure. "Faster Skye! Please! Please! I'm so close!" Her entire body shook, squirting her building juices over the feline's body beneath.

"Mmph! You gonna cum for me, girlie?" His own voice muffled into the girl's cunt, Jacob felt her pussy tightening, spasming around his tongue with mere moments before her orgasm crashed down.

"Nicky! God! Nicky! You feel so good! I'm gonna cum! Are you gonna cum for me!? I want you to fill my ass!" Nick's sudden groan covered his girlfriend's voice as cum flooded her ass, hot and copiously stuffing her full of cream and Pickles suddenly went over the edge along with Maya and, in response to his sister's spasming bum, James, and in response to Skye's milking pussy, Jacob. All six bodies shuddered together with a prime, carnal rush of pleasure. Screams mounted up in the cabin. Juices spurted, sprayed, leaked, and dribbled over everyone. They lingered to their orgasms, awkwardly starting to slump out of position once they began to fade, only to shuffle to a new part, a new pairing, and finding new places to test out as outside the night faded into a fresh day in the apocalypse.

The dead would keep coming, nothing would stop them from continuing to build outside, echoing back their moans with their own. The zombies will keep coming, but so will we.