On a dark, cold night, the only lighting is coming from the moonlight shining through the open window. Dull white curtains sway in the breeze. A thick layer of dust rests upon every piece of furniture. The floor is covered with clothes and other random objects that had been tossed aside in a hasty scramble to collect what was most valuable. An abandoned bedroom upstairs with a functional mattress on the floor is the closest to comforting a shelter has felt in a long, long time.

A girl in her early twenties with long brown hair and shining blue eyes is sitting on the musty mattress, hugging herself for warmth and comfort. Her cartoon T-shirt and jeans both have many holes in them from having survived frequent tussles with the undead. Her skin is pale, more so than usual, and her breathing is growing faint. The last encounter had not gone so well, and ended with her getting bitten on the leg. Bandages are wrapped around her thigh pointlessly. It wouldn’t be long before her time came to an end. “Please…you know I’m not going to make it. Let’s enjoy one more night together and then when morning comes…” I trail off, too depressed to finish my own sentence. Speaking took more energy than I had to spare, anyways.

As you walk into the room I can see the pain in your eyes reflecting my own. We both know what’s coming. Wordlessly, I let myself fall over to lay down. My exhausted and overheating body lands with a thud, sending a tiny cloud of dust into the air. You gently pull me back up to a sitting position and drape your hoodie over me. I manage to give a small smile, even while knowing my fate. I always loved seeing you in your favorite black hoodie, and playing with the strings like I was a silly cat. I wiggle and struggle to get it over my head and weakened body. At first it feels comforting and warm, but after a moment I sigh. Being dark as night made me blend into the shadows around me, which reminded me of how I’d soon be disappearing from this world. A single tear escapes my eye and rolls down my cheek. I let myself fall back over facing the window. The breeze feels nice against my red cheeks.

Lost in thought it almost escapes my notice that you’ve joined me in bed. I don’t look back at you but I feel your arm wrap around me as you scoot close to cuddle. The feeling of your body against my back and butt gives me some comfort. My own body feels more heated than normal revealing that I’m developing a fever. I whisper right before letting exhaustion carry me into a deep slumber, “Take care of yourself, please. I love you. So much…” and then I close my eyes for the last time…

A few hours later your loved one grumbles in her sleep. She shifts around uncomfortably and sits up. You ask if she’s okay, but get no response aside from her heavy breathing. Still facing away from you, she looks around the room and sniffs the air as if she’s searching for something. Confused, you sit up and wrap your arm around her. Her body feels like its cooled down to a normal temperature, which is a huge relief. Maybe she would be okay after all!

A moment later she turns her head towards you. Her long brown hair is covering her face, several strands stuck in her mouth. You brush the hairs out of her face for her and tuck them behind her ear and into her hood. Once her face is visible you instantly notice something is wrong. Her sky blue eyes appear to be more glossy than normal. She leaves her mouth hanging open and runs her tongue along her teeth. She looks at you not lovingly, but full of animalistic desire.

A deep growl escapes her throat and you pull your hands back to give her space. Is she upset at you? Is she still sick? She leans over getting onto all fours and curls her lips back to bare her teeth, glaring at you like you are some kind of prey. Without warning she pounces on you, throwing you backwards into the mattress. Her powerful hands pin you down by the shoulders and she stares at your neck. You flail back and forth, shoving her with your free hands, but your effort is of no avail.

She sits on your lap facing you and without breaking eye to neck contact, she grabs your wrists out of the air and slams them down next to your head. Her nails feel much more sharp than before tonight, and they dig into your skin, slightly piercing it enough to leave marks. She leans down and runs her nose along your neck, sniffing for the best place to sink her teeth into. Her warm breath tickles your skin, it could almost feel good if she wasn’t about to tear you to shreds for a meal. After finding her chosen spot she opens her jaw and let’s all her weight press down on you as she takes a nibble. However, she stops before letting her teeth impale your veins.

You wonder what stopped her and notice she’s shifting her pelvis around on your lap. It appears she’s noticed your cock, uncontrollably growing hard from the adrenaline rush of the situation. She releases her grasp on your left arm and lowers her hand between your bodies, feeling around for what’s caught her interest. Her fingers tickle your side, and run along your stomach, eventually finding their way to your bulge. Her breathing deepens feeling how hard you are and she moves her gaze back to your eyes. Her tongue slides across her lips, dampening them. Suddenly she digs her claw-like nails into your jeans around your lower stomach and tears away until she rips a hold In them. She backs up and releases your other arm. Lowering herself on your body she sits on your legs instead.

She leans her head down and grasps the loose denim between her teeth, yanking and expanding the hole she’s created. Another quick bite and tear rips a hold in your boxers, exposing your cramped boner. She slides her tongue under the materials and along your shaft, pulling your cock towards the opening. It slips out and stands straight up, fully erect. Your love wastes no time taking you into her mouth. It becomes apparent that in her new form, she has no longer has gag reflex. She slides every inch of you into her until the tip of your cock rubs against her tonsils, tickled by her uvula. Her teeth remain uncovered which hurts, yet the act somehow still feels good from how deep she’s able to take you in. Her lips rest against your balls and she closes her eyes.

For a moment she struggles to not chomp down. After she fights against her own temptation, she lets you slide out of her until she’s almost off of you. Her tongue swirls around your tip and she let’s out a moan of desire. She looks up into your eyes, appearing flustered. Her warm, heavy breaths can be felt down your whole length. Not a second later she shoves you back inside her mouth, taking your cock in just as deep as the first time. She matches her head motions to your heart beat, speeding up as your heart rate increases. Drool drips down her lips as she salivates from desiring the taste of your cum. The feeling of her uncovered teeth scraping against your sensitive skin causes you to make a noise of pain. Somehow she realizes she might not get what she’s after unless she forces herself to be more gentle.

She lifts her mouth off of you, leaving your dick wet. The cool breeze blowing through the open window feels nicer against your exposed skin now that things have been heating up. She hides her teeth under her lips and returns to what she was doing. With each motion her tongue slides along your shaft and her moans are almost completely muffled from how deep you are inside. When she feels your cock beginning to throb she gets impatient. Her head motions speed up and more drool seeps out from between her lips. Her moans almost resemble whining from her cravings. Knowing at any moment she would have her mouth filled with your cum, she sucks in harder, which tightens the inside of her cheeks.

You reach your hand up and rest it on her head to guide her motions, but she doesn’t like it. Without interrupting what’s she’s doing, she begins to growl angrily. The vibrations from her throat feel nice which sends you over. Your cum starts spurting straight down her throat. She stops her motions and let’s the warm, sticky semen fill her mouth, pump by pump. She swirls her tongue around to taste your flavor on every part of her tongue before pulling away. Just before she closes her lips to swallow you catch a glimpse of her entire mouth filled with whiteness. There’s so much it completely submerges her bottom set of teeth. Taking a huge gulp she closes her eyes and moans in pure bliss. Not a moment later she brings her head back to your cock and frantically licks your head, then down your length, then across your scrotum. She’s trying to get any single drop of leftover cum she can find.

Now that the sounds of your lovers aroused moans are no longer present, you notice groaning noises coming from outside. Paying closer attention you can distinguish six or seven different voices. Apparently the noises of her pleasure were loud enough to catch the zombies attention outside. It doesn’t seem like any have managed to break in, but it would be a good idea to go make sure they weren’t working at the barricaded windows. You rub the back of her head as she desperately licks away at your still erect dick. You want to get up and go have a look out the window to make sure you both are still safe.

As soon as you try to sit up, your lover growls in protest and grasps your thighs. She digs her fingers into your flesh, enough to pierce the skin. A small amount of blood trickles out of your punctures, rolling down your legs to drip onto the mattress. With how gentle she had been, it slipped your mind that you were technically already dealing with a dangerous zombie. Frozen in fear, you have no idea what you are going to do. You don’t want to take out the woman you love. Even if she had transformed, you are still in love with her, especially after she had taken the time to be gentle and pleasure you. Surely that must mean she still has feelings for you, in some way, right?

Glaring into your eyes, her own looking furious, you are sure you’re about to meet your end. However, after a moment of you ceasing resistance, she calms down. She loosens her hold on your thighs and her growling returns to heavy breathing. She leans down and teases your cock with her tongue once again. You can feel heat emitting from her rosey cheeks. You wonder how long she will keep searching for a taste of your cum, and what will happen once she’s given up. Feeling more relaxed now that she’s calm, you reach your hand up and rub her back. Suddenly she looks up at you, still appearing as if she’s starving for prey. Before you have time to prepare yourself for an attack, she roars and pounces forward. Once again her powerful arms hold your shoulders in place against the mattress.

Her hair falls out of her hood from the momentum and drapes over your face. Her soft, clean hair still holds a sweet fragrance. It hadn’t been long since you and your lover showered together. The water in the abandoned house was still running, so you had joined her to help wash her wounds and hair. It was cold, so you had held her close, sharing warmth between your naked bodies. Even injured and sick, she had still flirted with you, offering to please you as a thanks for helping her clean herself. You denied it at the time, focusing on taking care of her, but now that she was gone from what she used to be, you realize just how much she loved you.

Your lover begins grinding her clothed body against your lap, snapping you out of your daydream lost in memories. She wasn’t trying to kill you, at least not yet. Until now you had thought zombies only acted on their survival instinct to feed, but she must still be experiencing feeling horny. Just the sheer thought of her desiring you so strongly gets you excited once again. It feels wrong to be horny for the undead, but at the same time she’s still your lover. Her flesh is still healthy and clean, she still desires you as much as she used to, so it cant be that bad.

You reach between your bodies to try to undo her jeans button. Her rough humping motions make it impossible to keep your grip on her pants so you try to add a bit more force. This angers her causing her to let go of your left shoulder and scratch at your hand aggressively. Even though only a few hours had passed since her death, her nails grew long and sharp, honing even more as time passes. She leaves claw marks across the top of your hand and fingers, drawing a fair amount of blood. It hurts so you pull back and grasp the ruffled blanket in hope of alleviating the pain. Your blood oozes from your injury, dampening the mattress. She growls warning at you, never stopping her motions.

Apparently her attack had ripped a hole in the crotch area of her pants, because you can feel a few hairs tickling against your cock with each of her thrusts. Slightly bucking your hips, you hope to slip inside her clothes’ hole. Feeling impatient, she whimpers revealing she’s craving the same thing. You take a risk and bring your injured hand back to where you tried to help before. You hesitate from fear of her lashing out again, but it seems she understands what you’re after. She stops humping and lifts herself off of you just enough to make room for your hand.

You slide a finger into her clothing hole and tug at it. It makes a tearing sound as it enlarges. When it seems big enough to slide into, you bring your hand to your dick and rub the head against the tear until it slides inside. Once underneath the denim, the tip of your dick rubs against her wet lips. You can feel that all of her short hairs are drenched from how much she desires you. She lets her weight back down on top of you, forcing your dick to enter her pants more roughly. With how dripping wet her pussy is, your dick easily glides across her entrance and slips inside.

Her damp, warm walls squeeze around you and she let’s out a loud, surprised moan of pleasure. Her body weight hurts your scratched hand and you pull it away, returning your grip to the blanket. As soon as the pain eases your entire body fills with pleasure, being able to focus on the feeling of being inside of her. She resumes riding you, slamming all her weight down with each backward thrust to force you deep inside of her. A slopping noise, muffled by both sets of clothing, can still be heard.

After a minute she speeds up, digging her claws into your shoulder to hold herself in place. Her free hand wanders along your side, up your chest, and rests on your neck. She doesn’t apply pressure to your throat, so perhaps this was meant to keep you from escaping. You wouldn’t want to escape, though. Her newly powerful muscles also include those in her vagina. She tightens up around you, so much that it gets difficult to keep thrusting into her. You let your body relax as she takes over doing all the work.

After a few minutes of hasty riding she starts panting between moans from her body overheating. Another minute passes until she cant stand it. She stops thrusting and releases your neck, using her hand to slash across her own chest. She tears a hole in your hoodie to ventilate and cool herself down. After resuming her hold on your neck she leans back to rest. Sitting up straight causes your cock to shove even deeper into her. When she hears your sounds of pleasure she gets excited and begins riding you again, just as fast as before. Her jiggling breasts inside the hoodie accidentally slip out of the large slit she made and begin to bounce freely out in the open.

You notice that her light pink nipples are hard and cant resist playing with them. Reaching under her arm you manage to catch one of her boobs and begin to massage it. This fills her with even more pleasure and her moans become higher pitched. You can feel her body shaking as all her muscles tense up in preparation to orgasm. Squeezing even tighter around your dick feels so good that you realize you’re close to finishing as well. You force yourself to thrust into her despite the friction from her muscles’ grasp. She synchronizes her speed to match yours. It feels so overwhelming that you let go of her breast and grab her hips, shoving her into you as much as you can manage.

The moment she can’t physically get any deeper, you release your cum inside of her. It shoots out in several pumps, each one feeling just as amazing as the last. Her eyes shut tight as she is sent over the top from feeling you fill her up. She lets out an extremely loud moan of pleasure, lost in pure ecstasy as she squirts all over your dick and pants. She slows her motions but doesn’t stop yet, enjoying the amazing feeling and catching her breath.

For a moment, laying there with her on your lap, staring at each other lovingly, everything feels normal and right again. You forget your wounds, the blood soaked mattress, the zombie apocalypse occurring around you. You sit up and wrap your arms around her, pressing your lips against hers, and you both close your eyes. It feels like she’s returning the kiss, with the way her lips pucker as she gently presses into you.

Both your and her breathing slows and your heartbeats synchronize. Everything in the world feels comfortable and happy again, as if both you and your lovers problems have all disappeared. You pull away from your kiss and whisper to her, “I love you.” She replies with growling and you realize that she will never say it back. Despite a glimpse of romance, the woman you loved is gone forever, replaced with this horny hunter. Her stomach begins to rumble, almost as loud as her growling, and you whisper to her once more, with tears collecting in your eyes. “Goodbye, my love.”

THE END