[NSFW] Zombie's Got You (MG, X)

[Ottercat]

After a prolonged pursuit in the silent streets of your small town, you've run out of places to run. Under the light of the full moon casting its hazy glow through the clouds you see her: your undead stalker, lurching towards you as relentlessly as time itself. How exactly you wound up here is irrelevant; your pursuer has you cornered in this alleyway, and lurches forward with a growl and renewed vigor. You prepare to meet your maker as her hands grab you by the arms and force you to the ground, but when you open your eyes you sense a different potential in the gaze that meets you.

   

Is this zombie a suitor, or simply curious about her midnight snack? Your move, champ.

[Lysanderish]

I am going town on that undead pussy and once I've incapacitated her by making her cum a bunch, I am going to attempt to run away

[General Spritz]

Having been chased all around town, I'd be lying if I wasn't terribly cranky by the ordeal.

As soon as I can get the surprise on her, I'm going to shape change into my slime form, flow all around her body, and put her back-to-back while I got into a four-legged form. She'll try to thrash around, but she'll be helpless in my clutches, whether that's keeping her arms and legs tied in such a way that she can't get any traction to escape, or by passively massaging her amorous areas until she's fully docile while I draw orgasms from her at a rapid and constant pace.

Meanwhile, I'm going to go see where the hell she came from and what her deal is in the first place.

[Queen_Ari]

After a prolonged pursuit in the silent streets of your small town, you've run out of places to run. Under the light of the full moon casting its hazy glow through the clouds you see her: your undead stalker, lurching towards you as relentlessly as time itself. How exactly you wound up here is irrelevant; your pursuer has you cornered in this alleyway, and lurches forward with a growl and renewed vigor. You prepare to meet your maker as her hands grab you by the arms and force you to the ground, but when you open your eyes you sense a different potential in the gaze that meets you.



Is this zombie a suitor, or simply curious about her midnight snack? Your move, champ.

I wriggle a bit, anxious and worried for what is to come. "I'm uhh gettin some mixed signals here... heh..." I chuckle out nervously. I wait a bit, the sense of dread slowly leaving as i become more accustomed to the situation I find myself in. I take a moment, thinking over the situation in my head before making up my mind. "What the hell", I say to myself, as I wrestle her to the ground. I stare into her bright red eyes a moment, before planting a kiss on her cold dead lips. I bring my head up to her ear and whisper "How about I take it from here, huh?" as my hand begins to slide down her body.

[Ottercat]

I am going town on that undead pussy and once I've incapacitated her by making her cum a bunch, I am going to  attempt to run away

The mummy peers down at you like it's assessing the situation.

You don't give it time. "I know that look," you say confidently. "I know exactly what you want."

The creatures eyes widen as your hand thrusts directly into its shorts, fingers working their way skillfully to its crotch and warming up the undead pussy. Her eyes dart around the alley as if she's worried about spectators before looking down at you, confused with a sort of purple blush flushing into her face.

You are undeterred, but those pants are in your fucking way, so they've got to go. You undress her then and there on the street, one hand pulling down her clothes while the other enthusiastically rubs her clit. You can't get her shirt off, but those knockers swinging so close to your face are distracting enough without naked nipple being involved, and you've got a job to do, a plan.

You begin fingering the shit out of this zombie. You find yourself surprised at how wet her pussy is despite her un-unalive status, and there certainly seems to be a fair bit of life to her elsewhere as well, her expression melting into one of submissive lust, half-lidded eyes drifting back into her head as she seems to pant on top of you.

Excellent, you think. Now it's time for phase 2.

You grab her hips and pull them forward, dropping her down to her knees over your head as she lets out a startled grunt, the rest of her body dropping to the ground around you. You briefly wonder if you'll regret sticking a former corpse in your mouth, but then you remember: the plan. The plan is king, and you are the court jester. Or something. You're too focused for metaphors right now.

She quickly bolts back upright as your tongue digs into her surprisingly warm flesh, her juices hitting your tongue with a surprisingly sweet flavor. You don't have time to like it, however. You're on a mission. You're gonna get this bitch off and escape with your life, and by the way she's twisting on top of you, you don't think it's going to take much longer, the creature writhing, bucking and moaning like she hasn't felt another's touch in this way for quite some time. You almost feel sorry for it, except that you're pretty sure it wanted to eat you.

It takes a few minutes - she seems on the cusp more than once before adjusting her position and finding a way to lean into you further - but at last, with a twisting jolt and eruption of ejaculate shooting into your mouth, the zombie quivers on top of you before her knees give out and she falls to the side. She is satisfied, and you are free.

You wipe your face, stand up, and look down at your pursuer, giving a quick satisfied nod as she looks off into space, twitching and drooling bottomless in an alley. That's what you get, you think, and you dart off into the night victorious.

You get home, relieved to be safe and sound, but realizing a part of you quite enjoyed that. You wonder if you could have done more, but it may not be a mystery for long as you hear a bang against the living room glass and look over to see the zombie gazing in at you, moaning out something you begin to realize is actual human language.

"GIIIRRRRLLLLL...FRIIIEEEENNNNDDDDDD..."

You don't know if you should be afraid or flattered, but it seems this problem (?) isn't leaving anytime soon.

Horny Points: 800
Achievement Unlocked: DIBS!

[Fiery bird]

Mark as he was running did not get a good look at his pursuer, but when had been cornered on the ground he saw how drop dead(no pun intended) gorgeous she was. Now that his fear had dissipated somewhat, he decided to try his luck. "Well, seems like you caught me, and in an alleyway off the path too. I'm sure no one will interrupt us if we were to have a bit of fun, if you know what I mean?" He said, slowly and nonthreateningly reaching up to rub her right thigh, giving her a sensual look.

[Ottercat]

Having been chased all around town, I'd be lying if I wasn't terribly cranky by the ordeal.

As soon as I can get the surprise on her, I'm going to shape change into my slime form, flow all around her body, and put her back-to-back while I got into a four-legged form. She'll try to thrash around, but she'll be helpless in my clutches, whether that's keeping her arms and legs tied in such a way that she can't get any traction to escape, or by passively massaging her amorous areas until she's fully docile while I draw orgasms from her at a rapid and constant pace.

Meanwhile, I'm going to go see where the hell she came from and what her deal is in the first place.

As you are cornered, you begin to execute your plan, shifting from a humanoid shape into your pudgier slime form and wrapping around the mindless creature to demobilize it. Phase 1 is complete, and you feel quite proud of yourself as she struggles powerlessly to break free. You move on to your next step, shifting form and moving your weight to pin her down, her face hitting the ground with an irritated grunt. All is going to plan...

Until it looks back at you with a defiant glare and barks, "Is this your idea of a good time?"

You are somewhat taken aback, shocked that your seemingly thoughtless pursuer is capable of communication, but she doesn't give you time to respond before laying on her follow-up statement. "It's working for me. Keep going."

"Tell me why you were chasing me first," you snap.

She laughs, her breath steaming in the cold night air. "It's something about Autumn, drives zombies crazy. I smelt monster blood, and I'm basically in heat, so, uh..." She squirms around in your hold, looking at you with a startlingly submissive smile. "What's next, big guy?"

Horny Points: 300 (CR)
Crimes Prevented: A couple, probably.

[Ottercat]

I wriggle a bit, anxious and worried for what is to come. "I'm uhh gettin some mixed signals here... heh..." I chuckle out nervously. I wait a bit, the sense of dread slowly leaving as i become more accustomed to the situation I find myself in. I take a moment, thinking over the situation in my head before making up my mind. "What the hell", I say to myself, as I wrestle her to the ground. I stare into her bright red eyes a moment, before planting a kiss on her cold dead lips. I bring my head up to her ear and whisper "How about I take it from here, huh?" as my hand begins to slide down her body.

You assert dominance over the zombie, who briefly struggles until your hands start to slide from her arms to her chest, the creature's breath growing unsteady under your gentle touch. It exhales sharply, practically squeaking as you give its breast a squeeze and continue downward, and by the time you reach her stomach she's already submitted herself to you fully, breath heavy from what seems to be nervous excitement as she looks to the side while biting her lip.

You release her other arm, limp and lacking resistance as it now is,and use the freed hand to gently push her head back towards you to resume kissing, your lips locking as your hand slips into her pants and begins fingering her vagina. Her hips begin to rock and buck gently against your touch as she moves to embrace you, the creature gripping at your blouse against your back and moaning into your mouth as you pleasure her. She moves to fondle your ass, and gives a tight squeeze as you respond by intensifying your efforts.

Her bucking intensifies, her kiss pressed so tight against you that you can't imagine getting away, but you don't really want to. You rub against her clit with your palm as your fingers penetrate deeper into her, sliding in and out rapidly as the zombie grips your top so tight it begins to tear. As she cums, your night is sealed. You are now each others' playthings, and she seems eager to return the favor, barely settling from her own orgasm before pulling your pants down and pushing you onto your back once more, eager to give you one of your own.

As her head descends between your legs, you learn that zombies have a taste for more than just brains, and you submit yourself to the pleasures of her tongue.

Horny Points: 850

[Ottercat]

Mark as he was running did not get a good look at his pursuer, but when had been cornered on the ground he saw how drop dead(no pun intended) gorgeous she was. Now that his fear had dissipated somewhat, he decided to try his luck. "Well, seems like you caught me, and in an alleyway off the path too. I'm sure no one will interrupt us if we were to have a bit of fun, if you know what I mean?" He said, slowly and nonthreateningly reaching up to rub her right thigh, giving her a sensual look.

(OOC: I cannot stop thinking about Flynn Rider here. I'm sorry.)



(my post got fucking eaten and was almost done so I'll write a new one sometime when I'm done being sad about it)

[General Spritz]

(Zombie Girl and Slime, part 2.)

Spritz could only stare at the zombie girl in stunned silence for a moment, before giving out a defeated sigh. "Un-friggen-believable..." He looked back to her, a determined look in his eye.

"Alright, fine. I'll help you with your little "problem."

Before the zombie girl could respond, her world suddenly spun as she was flipped onto her back. She felt the slime flow around her, smoothly flowing down her arms and legs, and into her clothes. It was firm yet fluid, surrounding her breasts almost fully, and firmly pressing onto her already sensitive pussy. No sooner did she gasp at the sudden pleasure than another tendril of slime flowed into her mouth like a gag. It fit comfortably into her jaw and had the texture and firmness of squishy latex.

"But if we're going to do this..." She heard right next to her ear, and she saw the slime's mischievous visage dominate her vision. "We're going to be doing this MY way."

Before she could even process what was happening, she felt the slime start to firmly writhe all over her body. Her breasts were fondled and kneaded with persistent abandon, and the tendril on her crotch rub her labia in firm circles, taking care to only gently brush against her clitoris.  She could only instinctively clench her eyes tight and howl into her slimy gag. The slime was unrelenting, driving her pleasure hotter and hotter. After a blissfully long while that seemed to stretch far longer than normal, she was finally able to open her eyes...

...and saw that she was moving upwards.

Both of them were climbing one of the apartment buildings they had ended up nearby. They were already well above the top of the alley fence, and the tops of the nearby trees weren't much higher than her. She glanced at the ground, and a shock of fear shook her. She gave a frightened squeal and reflexively wiggled against her slimy bonds.

"Shhhh, shhhh... It's ok, I got you." Spritz cooed into her ear gently. The slime underneath her feet and her rear firmed up to feel more solid, and the slime in her hands formed into handholds she could hold on to. She could only stare into Spritz's face as she calmed down and her breathing slowed, his expression one of calming reassurance.

"I won't let you fall, ok? You can trust me." The cat slime's smile never wavered as she grew more accustomed to her situation. The zombie girl looked around some more, then closed her eyes for a moment before giving a small nod. Spritz's smile grew a little at that, before he started to resume his motions in earnest. She could only squeal in pleasure once more as the tendril on her pussy slipped inside her and started rubbing her G-spot and clit all in one go. Her breathes came and went in shuddering flickers, as the gag in her mouth kept her silent, to the benefit of the sleeping people that were just inside. The pleasure was mounting higher and higher, and she felt like she was going to give at any moment.

"Hey. Open your eyes for a sec." Spritz whispered into her ear.

Fighting against the pleasure, she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw stunned her. They had finally made it to the rooftop, and they must have been at least 5 stories up. They were sitting right on the edge, with her feet dangling over the side of the building as the slime kept her supported as if she were in a flying chair. Her shorts had been slid down her legs to reveal her most sacred treasure, but she couldn't tell if anyone was on the street below to see her. The rest of the town was spread out beneath her like a grand display, and it felt like she was flying on a pool of water. She felt Spritz lean closer to his ear, and in a breathy whisper, said in a solid and heated voice:

"You've given me quite the scare, chasing me like that. As punishment, we're going to be here until I get rid of your heat, and the whole town will get to watch me breed you."

She felt the slime lick her ear sensually, and the combination of fear, embarrassment, and lust drove her over the peak. She arched her back and howled silently, the tendril in her pussy wriggling all around her canal, as if it were trying to drink it all in.

Time felt meaningless in that blissful moment, but she eventually slumped back into her slimy chair, breathing heavily after her thunderous orgasm. The slime in her mouth moved back to let her catch her breath. As she laid there, she felt the burning in her loins start to slowly build up again, and she knew it was only going to get hotter. She heard Spritz chuckle, and she turn a tired eye up to look at him. His smile was somehow ever wider, and there was a mischievous wrinkle in his eye.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed that. I'm only just getting started with you, after all."

The gag suddenly moved back into her mouth, and the tendril moved deeper into her pussy, growing longer and firmer until it felt even bigger than the dildos she had back at home. The newly formed slime penis started to knock into her, and she could only groan in delight as the slime started to fuck her. She felt Spritz lean closer to her ear again.

"Hope you enjoy yourself. We've got another hour before we're done, and I'm going to make sure that every... second... counts."

[Ottercat]

Mark as he was running did not get a good look at his pursuer, but when had been cornered on the ground he saw how drop dead(no pun intended) gorgeous she was. Now that his fear had dissipated somewhat, he decided to try his luck. "Well, seems like you caught me, and in an alleyway off the path too. I'm sure no one will interrupt us if we were to have a bit of fun, if you know what I mean?" He said, slowly and nonthreateningly reaching up to rub her right thigh, giving her a sensual look.

The zombie swats Mark's hand away with a quick slap. Her eyes narrow as she glares down at him, a guttural rasp coming from her throat, as if she is remembering how to speak. She grips his hand back down to the pavement as she bares her teeth and leans in close to his face. As if straining to form words, she finally growls, "No."

Mark is scared, but also can't help but think about how the creature's bosom is resting against his chest. She is warmer than expected, as is her breath he can feel on his face. There is no rotten smell, Mark notes, though from what he can see of it even her tongue is a discolored sort of pale green.

With a deep inhale the zombie leans back up, sitting now firmly on Mark's lap, his pitched tent resting right in front of her groin. She loosens her grip as she rises, hands trailing down Mark's body and up his shaft. Her jaw twitches for a moment as she finds her words.

"I... in charge."

Her hands move up to grip Mark's pants, pulling them down gracelessly. His cock springs upright, now freed from its prison, growing with its owner's nervous excitement. The undead woman licks her lips in anticipation as she begins working Mark's member, stroking it gently but with a firm grip, urging its growth forward until it presents itself fully. She watches Mark as she continues rubbing his cock and balls, smiling as he shudders underneath her, and noticing as his gaze drifts south towards the breasts swaying in her shirt.

She presses her arms closer together, exaggerating her own figure, presenting herself to him with a warm coo. "You... like?"

Mark gulps, his nostrils flaring as he gives an enthusiastic nod.

The creature smiles, gripping her prey's dick tightly with one hand. "I like... this."

Her other hand unbuttons her shorts as she rises to her knees. The zombie's motions reflect a growing mental clarity as her bottoms are removed with shocking grace and fluidity, her hips swaying eagerly side to side over Mark's throbbing meat. Her pussy drips warm fluid over him, mixing with his swelling pre-cum and lubing up his shaft as the lips of her sex start pressing and rubbing against him. The creature pants with lust as her body moves against his, her breath steaming in the cold night air.

Finally, satisfied with her foreplay, she positions herself over the dick, aiding its aim gently with one hand, and slides her sheath over Mark's rigid sword with a whoreish moan. The man's back arches in a pleasureful writhe as he gasps at the sensation of being inside of her, the walls of her vagina squeezing and milking at his cock as her hips begin to twist and buck on top of him.

He looks up to see her red eyes fixated on him as she squeals in unrestrained pleasure, her mouth holding an ecstatic smile as her heavy breaths dance in the moonlight. Mark struggles to pay attention to his impromptu partner's expression for long though, his own gaze gravitating towards her tits as they bounce freely under her shirt, nipples poking against the fabric like wonderful little temptations.

She laughs down at him, enjoying the attention. She slows her riding, resting one hand against Mark's chest while trailing the other sensuously up her curving body, grabbing the bottom of her shirt in a playful tease. "You want... to see?" Her voice sounds a fair bit clearer, as if the dust from her throat has cleared.

Mark can barely contain himself, pressure swelling inside of him. "Oh God, y-yes."

The woman giggles, leaning her head back as she pulls up her shirt just enough to reveal a fair amount of the undersides of her breasts. They bounce against the fabric as if in defiance of his graving, seeming to be held back by nothing if not some cruel spite of the universe itself from releasing and revealing themselves in full glory to him as she begins bouncing with increasing intensity. She giggles and moans as she watches Mark's eyes plead with the gods to see the rest of her, to receive his prize.

Cruelly, she releases the shirt, letting it fall over her figure once again. Mark whimpers in want, but barely finishes making a sound before she has once again leaned forward over him, hands sliding past his shoulders to the ground around his head. Her playful grin has been replaced now with a sort of pleading of her own, the steam of her breath wafting over her unwitting mate's face as the glow of her eyes reflects off his skin.

Suddenly, in the midst of that heat, she leans in for a kiss. A rich groan echos through her throat as they lock lips, her body pressed into his, and Mark swears he feels the undead creature's heartbeat against his chest. Without thinking, his hand starts running up her thigh to squeeze her bouncing ass. No sooner has he dug into her cheek than she pushes him away again - more gently, this time, and without a scolding, but still looking down at him defiantly as she arches her back up above him, tits swaying in his face.

"I told you," she huffs, vocally clear now, though struggling to form words for obvious other reasons, "I'm in charge."

Mark moves to apologize, but can't get a sound out before she grabs his hand and pulls it up to her chest.

"And I... want this."

She slides his hand under her shirt, his palm cupping her rigid nipple as he presses into her soft flesh. He finds himself both more excited than ever yet far less concerned with cumming as he squeezes the tit, his other hand forcing into her top without waiting for permission. She giggles and hums, not seeming to mind the groping or the increasing eagerness of Mark's thrusts. For the moment, she's letting him have his way... so he takes that for all he can, moving to lift her shirt off of her completely, which she aids him in doing, offering no resistance and moving her arms to allow it to leave her body.

Her melons sway freely now; plump and bouncy, reacting to each party's every movement, hanging in Mark's face like fruit. He needs a taste.

He pulls himself up into her bosom, lips wrapping around the first tit he can clasp on to, one arm supporting his weight and the other hand pulling into the zombie's back to urge her towards him. She sputters and chirps broken syllables in response to the sensation, her pussy clamping tightly around him as her body tenses from the newfound sort of attention.

She lets Mark play with her tits for some time, her vocalizations building, until she suddenly pushes him flat onto his back against the pavement and leans back against his legs. "You... me...! Cum, now!"

She doesn't wait for an answer, her naked body bucking forcefully against Mark's own thrusting pelvis, head thrown backwards and chest swinging in full display for him as her voice echos through the alley with no regards to who might hear. Mark himself is barely more restrained, the building tension inside of him coming to a head as the creature eagerly milks his throbbing meat, his teeth clenching as he tries to hold on long enough for his partner to achieve her climax.

With a sudden squeeze and lustful moan, she pushes him over the edge, his voice catching in his throat as he unleashes his spunk inside of her, bursting out in spurts as her pussy grips his sensitive shaft, urging more out of him than he knew he even had. As her own orgasm subsides, the zombie rubs against Mark gently, coaxing yet more juice from him as he struggles to catch his breath, his whole body twitching with every motion she makes.

She doesn't stop, simply slowing to a gentle twist against him, his twitching dick as deep inside as she can get it, a light dribble of cum still finding its way out as bits of his load begins to trickle out of her. His cock is sore, but he doesn't want to stop, and Mark senses the zombie doesn't either as she leans in to kiss him again, her hair draping over his head.

"You, mine now." Her voice is clear, perhaps even beautiful, and Mark's heart skips a beat as she works her arms under him and rolls them both over. "I, yours."

Mark blushes down at her, her figure somehow even more appealing in the full light of the moon as she goes limp under him and looks up into his eyes with a sort of faux innocence.

"Now you're in charge."

His dick springs to life inside of her with newfound vigor and she giggles in delight.

Mark is eager to have another round, but a question nags at him. "Do you even have a name?"

She ponders for a moment, wriggling her shoulders playfully as she does, before a hint of sadness crosses over her face. "I don't know... but..."

In an instant, her legs are wrapped around him, pulling him into her with a loud lap. Mark groans, still sensitive and sore from coming, but enjoying the sensation all the same.

She grins at her plaything. "Maybe you can help me remember?"

HORNY POINTS: 950

(OOC: sorry this is taking so long, losing this the first time was a real blow to my momentum and pride ig lol)

[Ottercat]

(Zombie Girl and Slime, part 2.)

Spritz could only stare at the zombie girl in stunned silence for a moment, before giving out a defeated sigh. "Un-friggen-believable..." He looked back to her, a determined look in his eye.

"Alright, fine. I'll help you with your little "problem."

Before the zombie girl could respond, her world suddenly spun as she was flipped onto her back. She felt the slime flow around her, smoothly flowing down her arms and legs, and into her clothes. It was firm yet fluid, surrounding her breasts almost fully, and firmly pressing onto her already sensitive pussy. No sooner did she gasp at the sudden pleasure than another tendril of slime flowed into her mouth like a gag. It fit comfortably into her jaw and had the texture and firmness of squishy latex.

"But if we're going to do this..." She heard right next to her ear, and she saw the slime's mischievous visage dominate her vision. "We're going to be doing this MY way."

Before she could even process what was happening, she felt the slime start to firmly writhe all over her body. Her breasts were fondled and kneaded with persistent abandon, and the tendril on her crotch rub her labia in firm circles, taking care to only gently brush against her clitoris.  She could only instinctively clench her eyes tight and howl into her slimy gag. The slime was unrelenting, driving her pleasure hotter and hotter. After a blissfully long while that seemed to stretch far longer than normal, she was finally able to open her eyes...

...and saw that she was moving upwards.

Both of them were climbing one of the apartment buildings they had ended up nearby. They were already well above the top of the alley fence, and the tops of the nearby trees weren't much higher than her. She glanced at the ground, and a shock of fear shook her. She gave a frightened squeal and reflexively wiggled against her slimy bonds.

"Shhhh, shhhh... It's ok, I got you." Spritz cooed into her ear gently. The slime underneath her feet and her rear firmed up to feel more solid, and the slime in her hands formed into handholds she could hold on to. She could only stare into Spritz's face as she calmed down and her breathing slowed, his expression one of calming reassurance.

"I won't let you fall, ok? You can trust me." The cat slime's smile never wavered as she grew more accustomed to her situation. The zombie girl looked around some more, then closed her eyes for a moment before giving a small nod. Spritz's smile grew a little at that, before he started to resume his motions in earnest. She could only squeal in pleasure once more as the tendril on her pussy slipped inside her and started rubbing her G-spot and clit all in one go. Her breathes came and went in shuddering flickers, as the gag in her mouth kept her silent, to the benefit of the sleeping people that were just inside. The pleasure was mounting higher and higher, and she felt like she was going to give at any moment.

"Hey. Open your eyes for a sec." Spritz whispered into her ear.

Fighting against the pleasure, she slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw stunned her. They had finally made it to the rooftop, and they must have been at least 5 stories up. They were sitting right on the edge, with her feet dangling over the side of the building as the slime kept her supported as if she were in a flying chair. Her shorts had been slid down her legs to reveal her most sacred treasure, but she couldn't tell if anyone was on the street below to see her. The rest of the town was spread out beneath her like a grand display, and it felt like she was flying on a pool of water. She felt Spritz lean closer to his ear, and in a breathy whisper, said in a solid and heated voice:

"You've given me quite the scare, chasing me like that. As punishment, we're going to be here until I get rid of your heat, and the whole town will get to watch me breed you."

She felt the slime lick her ear sensually, and the combination of fear, embarrassment, and lust drove her over the peak. She arched her back and howled silently, the tendril in her pussy wriggling all around her canal, as if it were trying to drink it all in.

Time felt meaningless in that blissful moment, but she eventually slumped back into her slimy chair, breathing heavily after her thunderous orgasm. The slime in her mouth moved back to let her catch her breath. As she laid there, she felt the burning in her loins start to slowly build up again, and she knew it was only going to get hotter. She heard Spritz chuckle, and she turn a tired eye up to look at him. His smile was somehow ever wider, and there was a mischievous wrinkle in his eye.

"Well, I hope you enjoyed that. I'm only just getting started with you, after all."

The gag suddenly moved back into her mouth, and the tendril moved deeper into her pussy, growing longer and firmer until it felt even bigger than the dildos she had back at home. The newly formed slime penis started to knock into her, and she could only groan in delight as the slime started to fuck her. She felt Spritz lean closer to her ear again.

"Hope you enjoy yourself. We've got another hour before we're done, and I'm going to make sure that every... second... counts."

It turns out that slimes and zombies are immensely genetically compatible for reasons nobody really wants to explore too deeply. You and the zombie are slimething and wife now and have six children. I don't know how zombie children work, but neither to either of you, and these ones are half slime anyway. You raise them with love and manage to make at least one more every time your bride goes into heat. You'd use protection if you even knew what that would mean in this context; you've tried a couple things, some of them quite enjoyable even, but you keep knocking her up anyway. She seems to enjoy it.

Perhaps to your benefit, the slime half of your children render them fully grown and independent by age 5, so they've already started moving out, which gives you a lot more time to make more of this new species you've created together. You live in a lovely cemetery just outside of town where there's nobody to bother with your sensual moans besides the dead, who, as it turns out, are pretty into the whole idea and looking for slime lovers of their own now.

HORNY POINTS: 900, how dare you invoke breeding like that, that's hot as hell, fuck you
ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: Someone's Been Paying Attention

[Ottercat]

Scores tallied 10/11/22