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      Published: 2017-11-07 Updated: 2017-12-31 Chapters: 3/? Words: 19225
****** Rise of the Futa Zombie Queen ******
by Vapula
Summary
     Amanda Barns was a simple girl with a typical life. She was rather
     happy or ok with her dull boring life, until Zombies started to
     attack.
     She's bitten and raped by Futanari Zombies. She is then turned into
     one and her undead life truly begins.
     Warning: This story will contain sex, rape, bestiality, cannibalism,
     and attempted suicides or suicides.
     This is also re-uploaded as I deleted it by accident. Cause I'm an
     idiot.
     Don't like, don't read!
     Inspired by: Left 4 Dead, Left 4 Dead 2, Dead Rising, High School of
     the Dead, Resident Evil,
***** Prologue/Beginning *****
It started out like a regular day for her. Amanda Barns was sitting in the
classroom listening to the teacher talk like everyone else. It was a rather
nice day outside. Normally she'd wear a coat or jumper. But instead she simply
wore the white shirt, under a green blazer and grey knee length skirt, with
white socks and black shoes. Amanda was white skinned, with light brown hair
and light green eyes.
The sixteen year old was fine with everything, thinking it another dull day
like she was used too. But that was a mistake as she find out soon enough.
For sometime everything was rather normal. Then came the principles call over
the schools microphone. "Uh, students, staff, may I have your attention
please?" The man asked as the teacher quieted down.
"I have been informed of terrible... accidents. Everyone is to be escorted to
the buses and return home, um, immediately. Please leave in an ordinary
fashion, no loitering, please return to your homes and families and await
further instructions. This, can't be real." He whispered the last part more to
himself but everyone heard it before the microphone was cut off.
'What's going on?' Amanda asked herself as she followed the class outside.
Everyone else seemed just as confused as she was.
Teachers and students walked to the entrance of the walled off schools gate.
Everyone displayed an air of calm though confusion as both sides spoke to each
other in hushed tones. Amanda couldn't hear what the teachers said but did hear
the nearby students.
"What the fuck is going on?"
"Dunno, think someone done them self in?"
"Could be, but there's no cops or ambulance though."
"Think there's been a terrorist attack?"
"Doubt it."
"Then how do you explain the smoke there?" This time someone pointed towards
the distance, where everyone could see smoke and some flames rising out a
apartment building. It put people on edge as they waited at the nearby bus
stop.
Soon up the hill leading down to them was a white bus heading their way. Some
of the teachers waved it to them as the thing sped down the hill. In fact
everyone noted that it was speeding towards them. The clumped cluster of people
eyed it wearily as the thing seemed to refuse to slow down. This caused
everyone to take a few steps back as the teachers looked at each other in shock
and fear.
But when it became apparent that the bus wasn't going to stop they shouted.
"Everyone clear out of its way!"
For once the students obeyed without sass or defiance. They practically ran
over each other to get out the way of the white out-of-control bus as it
finally reached the bottom. The thing swerved as it bumped upon the road and
crashed into the schools gate, sending it upwards. People screamed at the
sudden crash of it falling onto its side, after destroying the schools gate,
sending them off the hinges.
The massive bus rolled onto its side and laid there as the wheels still turned.
Thankfully no one was hurt, though the teachers ran over to see if the driver
inside survived. And if so to question him.
"I found him!" Someone called out finding a broken body lying a little away
from the wreckage.
He had been thrown out when the bus flipped and snapped his neck. It was bent
at an angle and the teacher moved him onto his back. The man laid there staring
up with bloodshot eyes. Apparently he was still alive as his hands suddenly
moved up to the other man, as if hugging.
Amanada had to look away at the scene as the broken neck made bile rise in her
throat. Then the students around screamed in horror and shock. The sound made
her ears hurt and she looked back to find, the bus driver biting into the neck
of teacher, whom was screaming in pain.
Horror and shock coursed through her as watched the driver, pull his head away,
tearing the flesh off the other man. Blood sprayed out splashing the grass
crimson as everyone backed away. Other teachers moved forwards to stop the
driver and help their friend.
Soon they wrestled the man off as the teacher laid on his back being held by a
female one. They took the bus drivers coat and used it to try and stem the
blood loss, as best they could.
"Call an ambulance and police quickly!" Someone called out as they held the
thrashing driver them.
"I tried and can't reach anyone!" Another one replied as they had their mobile
phone out.
"Frank's not going to make it!" The teacher holding Frank shouted as she held
him like a baby.
But more shouts and screams were heard as all eyes turned to the bus. At the
rear of it more people crawled out and had pulled themselves across the ground
until they were at the legs and ankles of the students. From there they
attacked, clawing and biting into their legs. Many were taken down into the
horde in surprise, screaming the whole time as hands and teeth dug into their
flesh.
Amanda backed like everyone in shock and watched in morbid fascination. Soon
however another screamed as Frank turned his bloodshot eyes to the woman and
took a bite out of her left breast. Before pouncing atop her and eating at her
face.
That was the final straw as everyone fled, trying to put as much distance
between themselves and whatever the hell was going on. Amanda herself had
started running towards the school building, aiming to find a place to hide.
This must have been shared as most other students followed, while a few went
outside the walled school. Hopefully they would bring help.
She herself ran upstairs heading towards the principles office. Her belief was
that he had answers or at least had a way out.
Finding the office she charged through the door, bashing it open with ease. She
found the man behind his desk, with a knife at his throat. Though he cut
himself a little, at her dramatic entrance.
"S-Sir?" She questioned carefully.
"Barns." He coughed. "I, eh..." He wasn't able to form words.
"Sir, a bus just broke through the main gate, a teacher was... bitten by the
driver. He was suffering severe blood loss, only to bite another teacher
himself. Then more people somehow survived the crash and attacked a couple of
students. Now your about to kill yourself, what is going on?!" She didn't mean
to shout but it happened.
"Well, it's rather insane to be honest." The man told her.
"Considering what I've just seen I think I can manage." Amanda told him, though
something inside her thought otherwise.
The principle sighed and removed the knife from his neck, and he pulled out his
phone. He then played the message that he recorded.
"Principle Flanders?"
"Y-Yes, whom is this?"
"My name is George Lantern. I'm a general of the armed forces."
"... Um, pardon but I don't have anyone in our school with your last name. Are
you looking for a niece or nephew?"
"No sir. I'm telling you right now that there's an... epidemic in your city.
You are to send the children back to their families. Also you are to inform
them to stay indoors until help arrives."
"E-Epidemic? What kind? Ebola or something?"
"Worse."
"That does not comfort me."
"Nor should it. I'm afraid I can't answer that question, but I will say that
you should try the news. I'm sure you'll find at least one station reporting on
it." Then the call ended.
"Who or what was that?" Amanda asked the man as he ignored her question, and
went to the tv and played the recordings he had saved.
At first there was static until a news station come on. It started out like the
usual drawl they spewed, like always whenever they started. Until it changed to
show a woman reporting a traffic collision.
"Two cars collided this morning." She began explaining the shattered vehicles
behind her. "According to eye witnesses one tried to beat a red light and
crashed into the other vehicle. This resulted in both drivers and passengers
deaths."
Amanda seen body bags in the background on stretchers. Then one of the black
bags sat upright to the shock of the paramedics and people whom gawked. The
paramedics quickly unzipped it and were greeted by the person inside jumping at
them. Then blood flayed as screams rose up.
The footage stopped there as another news station was on. Two men sat beside
each other discussing todays weather. Things were fine at first, before a loud
scream tore through their rambling. The focus of the camera shifted to the
source where they seen a woman attacking someone, using her teeth much like the
driver and collision victim did.
Before the screen went black and more were shown. Each were the same, a
accident or calamity happened, then the supposed dead would get up again to
attack. It all pointed to a simple pop culture icon.
"Z-Zombies." She stated to the man.
"Apparently." He admitted. "I didn't believe it myself until I seen those and
then I called him back."
He played the next call. "General Lantern!?"
"I am here. Judging by the tone of your voice, you've been watching the news."
The man guessed calmly.
"Y-Yes. This is insane, like seriously fucking zombies!"
"I didn't believe it too until we caught some and shot them through the heart.
They didn't flinch at that sound or fall dead, until we placed a bullet in
their brains."
"What the hell do I do?"
"First off calm down. You "need" to remain calm and reserved. If you panic
everyone else will too."
"Y-Your right. So I just tell them to head home and await help?"
"Yes. The less civilians on the streets, the easier it will be for us to
cleanse the undead."
"And what if we become trapped in the school? Just because we have a wall
doesn't mean we'll survive a siege."
"Then arm and defend yourselves and prepare to fight. These creatures have no
remorse nor fear, do not hesitate as that will lead you to death. Or to become
one of them. Oh, and ensure your female students are well protected."
"W-What? Why? I mean I'm going too, but why signal them out?"
"Let's just say, these creatures crave more than devouring flesh. I need to go,
just send the students home, quickly."
"Alright, I'll do it."
"Goodbye." Then it was done.
Amanda looked at principle Flanders and asked. "What do we do now?"
"Well we either hope the army comes to rescue us, or we..." He trailed off
brandishing the knife.
"Sir, I..." She wasn't sure about what to say. "Really don't think you should
do that."
"Why not?" The principle asked back. "There's no guarantee that the army will
come to save us. And even if they did, they may just kill us instead."
The teen cringed at that. "Right, but we can't give up hope just yet. There's a
chance to escape."
He shook his head. "I'm afraid not. I heard the screams from here, you've
confirmed that they've entered school grounds. Please Miss. Barns, just go and
save yourself." He pressed the blade to his throat and waited for her to walk
out.
Amanda hesitated thinking she could stop him. But if she moved any closer he
would just draw the blade across his neck and she wouldn't be able to stop the
blood loss. There was really nothing she could do, so the girl backed away
slowly out the room and shut his door. Then turned away and started to walk
away from the office back where she came. Her thoughts haunted her as walked
slowly, paranoid things ran through her brain, along with disbelief that
zombies were real.
Right now though she needed both a weapon and her mobile phone. Her mobile
wasn't in her pockets and she must have left it in her locker at the gymnasium.
So she decided to make her way there for it, though she wondered if it even
mattered as earlier the teachers didn't work.
But better to have it than not need it, than need it and not have it.
As she walked she heard noises coming from a room close by. So the girl decided
to investigate to see what it was and if it was someone injured help them. She
kept herself low as she creeped down the hallway towards the classroom where
the sounds were being made. Her was ear first pressed against the door, which
wasn't locked, and opened slightly, startling her.
The was left ajar enough that she could peak inside. She did so and had to
muffle the gasp that arose in her throat at the sight she witnessed.
Inside the classroom, where tables and chairs had been cleared, were a group of
zombies and students. Instead of the zombies feasting upon them like they
should. They instead were engaging in... sex.
Amanda watched as female students were being gang-raped by zombies, whom held
their legs open as their grey coloured dicks fucked them. She watched others
being taken doggystyle, hair being pulled, claw like hands digging into their
backs. Amanda also seen a few boys being used too, though she took note that,
while some of them were being raped by male zombies, others were being abused
by female zombies, though they had cocks and pussies.
It was rather silly to the teen as she watched the orgy. Her own body reacted
to it, heart beating fast, face flushing and heat rushing to her groin. But she
was quick to regain control of herself, and after reasoning that she couldn't
help them, Amanda quietly left.
Heading downstairs she tried to bleach that scene out her mind. Then she
thought about finding a weapon to use, however when she reached the bottom
there was a sparse horde of zombies. The undead walked around like confused
sheep without a Shepard. They swayed and shambled around, some stood still,
others walked up to a wall before sharply turning. Amanda stood at the steps
and stayed perfectly still, hoping they didn't see her. Some were looking
around but she noticed that although they looked in her direction, they didn't
advance towards her.
In fact, they seemed rather uninterested in her. Amanda slowly walked down the
steps towards them, she approached one to test out a theory. When she was about
a slap or punch from one she stood still. The zombie simply looked through her,
it's vacant bloodshot eyes simply staring through her, before it turned away.
They were blind, or at least nearsighted.
So with that in mind she took her time moving past them. Being careful not to
bump them or hit something that could cause enough noise for them to zero in
on. Still she managed to exit out the building where she seen more of the dead
scattered around, near the toppled bus. A few bodies and blood was there of the
victims whom didn't rise after being bitten.
Still Amanda instead turned and headed towards the gymnasium, where she hoped
that the storeroom wasn't pillaged already. She made her way across the open
field towards the lone building. Zombies milled around, though not close enough
to cause concern or threat. So she continued on towards the building until she
reached its battered open doors, which have her pause.
They were torn apart and lying off the hinges, as she got closer a stench of
blood overwhelmed her senses. She bit back a gag at the strong smell. Then she
pulled up her blazer over her nose to dampen the smell as best she could.
She entered into the gym stepping over the broken the door and stopped at the
sight before her. The large open room was awash in zombies, body parts and gore
as the dead feasted and bred the living. Students were being fucked by zombie
students, teachers and the passengers of the bus. The orgy of blood, sex and
death was chorus of gurgling moans and groans from the dead. And screams or
horrified wails from the living.
Amanda stood there at the entrance, shellshocked by the atrocities being
committed before her. Whenever zombies ejaculated they would then consume the
one they had bred. However it was noted that the female zombies, with dicks,
didn't, unless it was a male. Instead once they came inside a girl, they would
stop, smell, and lick the neck of the girls and touch them, groping their flesh
with their grey hands. Then they would snap the neck of them and move on. Like
they were putting them out their misery.
To Amanda that implied a higher intelligence and she made sure to keep away
from them, and out of their sight. So carefully the teen crept on the
outskirts, close to the wall and away from the centre carnage. Her shoes nearly
slipped upon the wet, slick wooden floors. She avoided any zombies and went
unnoticed by any surviving students as they were currently enduring emotional
and psychical trauma. They didn't notice her in the background as each were
starting to develop PTSD at everything around them. The zombies themselves were
simply content to eat and breed them.
Then a sudden hand grasped her ankle. It gripped enough force to stop her and
she looked down to see a student holding onto her limb.
They were a girl about her age with blonde hair, stained with red blood and her
blue eyes were hollow and empty. But her lower body was gone. From below her
waist was nothing but her spilled intestines, which left a trail from where she
crawled over to Amanda.
"He...lp, m-me." They said with a hollow, damaged tone. Their voice was parched
from screaming and the lack of water or liquid to quench it.
Amanda had frozen at the scene of her damaged body. It was impressive that she
was even still alive to her. But she couldn't wait or stay and after looking
around, tried to pry off the fingers around her ankle. The girls grip wouldn't
budge as she simply tightened her hold upon Amanda. This caused some pain as
her grip slowly became stronger and her skin started to turn dark grey.
Her eyes became blood shot and the once blue eyes were replaced with bright
crimson as the virus took over. There was a moment of calm and silence as the
girls life finally ended, and new one began.
A low groan or growl left her throat as she looked up to Amanda with hungry
clear in her eyes. Seeing her open her mouth and about to take a bite, the teen
kicked her in the head with her foot. The blow had little effect, until she
struck it a few more times and it's grip slackened enough, to remove her from
the zombies hold. However as she backed away she slipped and fell upon the
bloody wet floor.
But this altercation didn't go unnoticed.
The noise of her attacking on of the horde alerted the others. They each turned
to find Amanda backing away from the torso zombie and slipping on the floor.
Here Amanda soon became aware of the eyes upon her. She spotted the futanari
zombies looking at her with unhidden lust and desire. Fear and panic took over
as she tried to stand and run. But each time she fell to the floor as she kept
losing her footing.
Something leaped onto her back, the torso zombie girl. Her dead, wild eyes
stared into hers and she tried to yank it off, but found it difficult to do so.
Until the zombie was torn off by a futa zombie and thrown away. Amanda was soon
surrounded by five of them.
Each looked down at her with lust and hunger, but more of lust. They were all
female, but with raging erections that sprang out from under their skirts,
though Amanda could see pussies beneath them. With two even having testicles
along with a vagina.
They stared at her looking over her body. Eyes drinking in the sight of her
light coloured hair, her modest D-cup breasts and lovely green eyes that made
them almost reconsider turning her. But they didn't have that much freewill
anymore, and went to work.
Grey hands grabbed her legs and feet holding them in place. Amanda tried to
fight back or move, but the strength of the dead always overpowered the living.
So she was forced to endure it as her legs were opened and one of them ripped
off her underwear. They fell to the bloodied floor in shredded pieces as the
girl felt tears starting to well.
Her mind was going into shock as she fought to contain herself. 'This has to be
a nightmare! I've just fallen asleep after watching a zombie flick or
something!' She told herself.
Though deep down she knew that wasn't the case.
Soon a grey hard dick was pressing against her vaginal lips. It was cold like
steel, and probably just as hard, making her squirm. She had never been
penetrated before, and doubted these creatures would be gentle. For what felt
like forever, the thing kept its cock at her pussy. Rubbing it gently like
asking or teasing her for permission, not that she would give it.
Then with a sudden thrust, the thing was forced inside. Amanda felt like
someone just rammed a cold icicle into her cunt. She cried out in shock and
pain as her body involuntary reacted, by clamping down onto the ice cold dick
inside her. It became worse as the futa zombie began to thrust into her. It's
cold dead dick pounded her virgin pussy with vigour and force. She tried to
stop it, but with her hands and legs restrained, only her mouth was able to
really do anything. It stole and destroyed her chastity with each thrust into
her.
But that soon changed as a futa zombie, one holding her arms, moved its on
hardon to her face. She closed her eyes and gagged at the smell of decay and
death, that seemed to cling to its member. However her efforts went in vain as
the zombie grabbed her head and turned her to face its groin. Then covered her
nose so that she was forced to open her mouth.
Amanda's lung cried out soon after from the lack of oxygen. With great
reluctance she opened her mouth, to take in air, only to have it filled by the
futa's cold, hard member. She gagged as the thing was sent to the back of her
throat and further inside. Her body went rigid as it was forced in further, her
throat expanded as best it could, but caused her jaw and insides pain and
stomach to do flips. Muffled gags and cries were all that she could accomplish
in response.
Her groin was burning with pain, as was her mouth, as the zombies bred her
holes. The one at her mouth even took away its hands from her arm, to hold her
head in place, so that it may face fuck her. She didn't have the energy or
thought to use the free hand, instead she laid there limp and hurt as her mouth
and throat were used.
She was sure that she was going to die after this, and only hoped that it would
be over quick.
Soon she felt the one using her pussy pound her more roughly. It's thrusts
became quicker and more regular, as the thing even laid atop of her. It's dead
face above hers, staring into the sides of Amanda's head, who seen the futa
zombie out the corner of her eye. She had a good view of the dick in her mouth
sliding in and out. And that was enough for her to climax.
Human eyes widened as she felt the cold cock inside her tight cunt cum. It's
throbbing length soon unleashed a stream of cum into her pussy and womb,
overflowing it with baby batter. Thoughts of disbelief went through Amanda's
shattered mind as she felt the stuff flooding into her.
It got worse when the cock in her mouth also came. A singular thrust was all
that was needed as the dick there ejaculated into her belly. Sputtering, coughs
and gags were all that Amanda said in response as she felt the zombies cream
fill her up. It tasted foul to her as she was forced to swallow it, though the
rising bile made it difficult to do so.
The dick was removed soon after, allowing the girl to breathe and spit out the
foul taste of cock and cum. She was given moments respite, as her body was
overloaded with pain, shock, humiliation and terror.
Then they moved her. The two who were now flaccid and limp, their penises
hiding under their skirts, held her so she couldn't escape. Not that she could
as her body was still trying to comprehend everything.
A futa zombie laid on her back and waited. Amanda was moved, lifted up and then
moved over, and angled above her cock. She didn't protest as they lowered her
onto the dick, her creampied pussy accepting the frozen stiffy, with little
complaint to the broken teen. The other two held her up so that the zombie
below could thrust up into her. It didn't hurt as much but it still caused her
some discomfort and pain.
Another futa zombie moved behind her, squatted and pressed its cold erection at
her back door. It was sitting there probing her ring preparing to enter. She
didn't bother saying anything or doing anything. Instead she waited for it to
enter inside, which it did soon after. The frozen boner moved into her rectum,
passing easily through her pucker and deep into her ass. No words nor whimper
left her lips as her ass flared up with pain and cold. Only a numbness had
overtaken her senses, making her simply stay there, suspended by two futanari
zombies, while another two fucked her.
The cock in her ass was soon being pumped. It's rigid hardon pounded her rear,
tearing some of her anus and causing immense pain. But the girl only stayed
silent her mind numb and body limp as waited for all this to end. Dead hands
from behind reached around to grope and play with her still clothed tits.
Disgust and revulsion went through her, but like a doll she simply sat there,
staying still. She could feel the cock in her ass tearing it up as the
testicles of the futa zombie slapped against her, slight red stained ass
cheeks.
Then the final futanari zombie appeared before her, moving around to her face
and standing over it's lower brethren. She stood in front of Amanda, holding
her dick in a hand while her other hand groped her testicles. Amanda didn't
bother fighting back as they grabbed her cheeks and held her head in place.
Then they made her keep her mouth open and so that they could insert their
cock. The familiar feeling of her mouth being widened returned as she was
forced to accept another member into her aching jaws.
It moved inside her until the entire thing was pushed to the back of her
throat. This time her gag reflex didn't react as harshly as before, it's owner
simply giving in to everything. Cold hands on her head held her in place as the
zombie thrusted into her mouth. The thick dick slipping in and out, fucking her
mouth and pleasing the owner of it. As the balls of the thing slapped at her
chin, making her uncomfortable at the feeling.
Her lower regions were aflame in torment, as her body remained slack, in the
grasp of the two futa zombies. She hoped they would finish soon, so that they
may just end her.
The zombie below her, banging her pussy, started to thrust harder and harder.
Knowing what was coming Amanda waited and was greeted by it soon jolting and
creaming her sore pussy. She barely felt the thing cum inside her, as the
previous creampie remained.
Next she felt her ass being hammered harder than before, ripping apart the
walls in her anus. With a final thrust, the zombie came inside too. It's dick
shooting it's load into her anus, like a dam braking and unleashing a tidal
wave of white inside her. This zombie then pulled and her creampie flowed out
onto the floor. Red was mixed into the white as it created a pool beneath them.
Finally the zombie using her mouth. This one took a bit longer than the others,
but she was soon at the point of no return. With a growl and animalistic hiss
they came inside her mouth. The foul tasting cum was reluctantly swallowed, as
the slowly softening dock was taken out.
Amanda stayed in the grasp as the zombie below her moved out from under. She
was held up by under the armpits, on her knees while her body ached from pain.
Her only thought was to curl up into a ball and sleep.
But the futanari zombie, whom had fucked her face, stayed in front of her and
moved the girls chin up, to gaze into her green eyes. It was a pity as they
were lovely but they had chosen her. She sniffed her hair and licked her neck
then moved to her shoulders.
She took the blazer off and moved the shirt enough, that she could see her bare
white flesh. With a groan she bent down and bit into Amanda's skin, on her
right shoulder.
The teens eyes went wide as they felt the teeth bite into her flesh. Panic and
fear gave her renewed strength to fight back. But the grips of dead's, iron
like hands, made it impossible. She honestly thought the zombies would turn
into sharks and begin a feeding frenzy.
But it never came.
They simply watched as one of them infected the girl with the virus/pathogen.
Other zombies in the room were ignoring them, simply enjoying the meals or
pussy/asses they were gifted.
Once the pathogen was inside the girl, the zombie moved away from her, letting
go of her shoulder. Saliva, spittle and blood was all that contacted the two.
Amanda looked over to see the damage. She was surprised to find her shoulder
still in one piece. No chunks taken out, other than a bleeding bite wound, from
where her teeth had dug into her flesh.
Her arms were released and she dropped to the ground. She moved herself into a
ball and simply laid there, hugging herself. Knowing that the virus was slowly
killing her and taking over her body and systems. She could feel it coursing
through her bloodstreams.
The futanari zombies watched her for sometime to ensure that it was working.
Once they were sure, hearing the slowing of her heartbeat and breaths, they
left to find other prey.
Amanda laid there, slowly dying, as her life force was ebbed out. She was
ignored by everything else, as she felt her eyes become heavy and closed them.
Then sweet death finally took her from this world.
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2 Hours Later.
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She wasn't sure about when she awoke, other than her body felt stiff. But soon
enough Amanda awakened inside the silent gymnasium. Then she saw the blood,
severed limbs and gore inside the room. Everywhere she looked was like a
slaughterhouse as memories about what happened flooded back into her mind. The
bus, principle, her entrance to his office and the conversation. Then her
leaving to find a weapon and mobile phone, causing her to head to the
gymnasium. Where she was assaulted and bitten.
Amanda looked around in fright and alarm, but was alone. She sighed and looked
at her hands. Until she noticed they weren't Caucasian white. Instead her
fingers and arms were dark grey in colour. Shock and panic overcame her as
noticed her legs to be the same colour.
She needed a mirror.
So standing up, which took some effort, she started to carefully walk towards
the girls bathroom. Her movements were slow, sluggish and stiff. Her body
creaked and protested in response, yet she ignored it, though she didn't feel
pain. In fact her groin, mouth, throat and anus weren't burning anymore. That
only made her want to get to a mirror faster.
When she entered the bathroom, she looked into the mirror and gaped at the
sight of herself. Her eyes were bloodshot and crimson red, though with a green
tint, her skin was grey like the dead. It was honestly shocking to her.
'I-I can't really be one of them, right?' She thought.
In her mind she seemed to be alive. But was this what every undead seen from
their point of view? Themselves as still living beings? Or was she somehow
different/special?
An idea came to her.
With shaking hands Amanda covered her mouth and pinched her nose. But nothing
happened, her lungs never protested or cried out in pain. She simply stood
there facing the mirror with hands on her face. So she moved them to her neck
and squeezed her throat as hard as she could.
Again nothing.
She couldn't feel her body protesting or even discomfort she wasn't breathing.
But she still couldn't accept it just yet as another idea to test this out
remained. One that she didn't fancy all that much. But it would give her a
assured result, wither or not she liked it.
But first she needed that damn phone, and headed to the girls locker room. When
she reached it she went straight to her locker and opened it after entering the
combination. She found her phone lying in a bag, and took it checking reception
and battery.
It was about 54% full on its battery, which was good, though she couldn't call
anyone. It made her worry about her family but for now there was nothing she
could do.
So Amanda sniffled, put the phone in her pocket and started to make her way
back to the principles office. She went outside the building to find many
zombies still loitering about. Carefully she headed back inside the schools
main building, where she went upstairs and carefully avoided the undead down
below. Everything was quiet as she walked down the hallway to the principles
office.
Her body was rigid and her walking a shamble. She felt cold the entire time,
like she wasn't warm anymore and yet it didn't cause her discomfort.
Then she reached the office.
Shaking she pushed open the door with minimal effort. It opened with a almost
silent creak and showed the inside of the mans office once more to her. The
smell of blood entered her nose, making her feel strangely aggressive, though
she regained control and looked inside.
Principle Flanders laid face down in a pool of blood atop his desk. She slowly
approached him, being careful incase he awoke and attacked her. The knife was
lying on the floor next to his feet and chair.
She carefully bent down and picked up the bloodied blade with care. Looking it
over in her hands before moving away from the corpse.
It was now the final test. She put the blade to her neck and told herself to
draw it along her, and open her throat. But her hands refused to obey the
actions and she stood there in shock. Her hands shook and her head screamed at
her body to do it.
But she couldn't, fearing what if she was alive and she wasn't a zombie?
However she couldn't help but doubt that. She didn't feel alive, she didn't
warm or even exhaustion, instead she felt nothing but the cold.
So another idea came to her and she pressed the tip of the blade to her neck,
then moved to the wall. The handle was against the wall, while it's pointed tip
pressed at her throat. She still held the handle and prepared herself.
Hands shaking, tears about to well up again, she pulled her throat away from
the weapon and rammed herself back onto it. She felt the knife pierce her neck
and exit through her nape. Then she stood there, still and silent but alive.
No.
Undead.
A zombie.
She was a literal zombie. Her hands moved away from the knifes handle and she
moved away from the wall. The blade stayed inside her at an angle. But
otherwise it was lodged in there unless she removed it herself. There was no
pain, other than the metallic feeling of the thing prodding inside and out of
her neck.
'That's it then.' She thought removing the knife from her throat and seeing
coagulated blood, hers, on it's tip and a few more inches from where it entered
and stopped.
Her body felt no different as she stood there, trying to understand the gravity
of the situation. But then she fell to her knees and sat on her bottom.
This is when she got another unwelcome visitor.
She noticed a bulge, or tent bring pitched in her skirt. "Oh... no!" She cried
with a cough and some difficulty.
Quickly she pulled up the skirt and wanted to scream. There standing tall and
proud like a trooper, was a grey penis. It was prodding from where her clitoris
would/should be. Thankfully she had no testicles and she still had her pussy
and breasts. But that thing was rather distracting.
Then she looked between her knife and penis. She gripped her cock with a hand
and jumped at the feeling, as her hands made contact, it sent a spark of
pleasure through her. Amanda then thought it best not to cut it off as she
could "feel" it. She stabbed herself through the throat and felt only slight
discomfort, like having a small cough, but this might actually hurt her if she
tried to castrate herself.
So she didn't and instead thought of making her erection go away. But she had
never dealt with this before and wasn't sure about what to do, other than wait.
A few minutes later it was gone, reverting to the size of a small, but still
noticeable nub. But it was gone, for now, and that was what mattered to her.
Sitting there Amanda thought about what to do now. She questioned about what
was going on and why these things were happening. But more importantly she
needed to know about her family.
The new futanari zombie then stood up and started to head out. Taking the knife
with her, just incase some zombies attacked. Plus if her family was in trouble
she might need it.
With that we begin the Rise of the Futa Zombie Queen.
***** Annie & Cleo *****
Chapter Summary
     Amanda has a reunion and encounters a friend.
Her heart wasn't beating anymore.
Amanda hadn't noticed it when first awoke in the gym. Too shocked by everything
else that had happened and coming to terms with her new life. The teen still
couldn't believe it as she walked down the silent streets of the city, her
thoughts were clouded by what had happened. Her throat also felt weird whenever
the wind blew at the wound in her throat. It made her feel strange to have air
pass through the self-inflicted wound.
She was able to run again, after sometime of walking. Though she still had a
shamble to her steps, but she could once again run. Not yet ready to sprint,
but she was able to at least move faster than earlier. It was noted to her that
she didn't become exhausted by doing so. She had no breath and as such fatigue
and tiredness was nonexistent. It was rather bizarre to think she could run as
fast and long as she wanted without falling or failing.
Then The Hunger hit her.
A thirst for something to drink and growling of her stomach for something to
eat. Her mind would fog from time-to-time and this need to feed almost overcame
her. She was hungry for human flesh. It scared her more than anything, as her
thoughts of chicken or pork, turned into human livers and meat, while water
turned to blood. The thoughts didn't revolt her and instead only made her want
to seek out a fresh corpse, or den of prey.
But she clamped down on those horrendous thoughts and instead focused on
returning home.
It was honestly the only that was keeping her from snapping. The belief and
hope of seeing her parents and little sister again. She could only prey nothing
had happened to them.
Now Amanda wasn't delusional enough to think that they were still at home. But
she needed a new change of clothes and a shower. Maybe the hot water would help
her feel at ease. However she needed to reach home first and had to traverse
the wrecked city streets.
Bodies and zombies were around. Most of the corpses were picked clean of the
meat, leaving only the bones gleaming in the light. Amanda stayed away from
them and the other zombies, whom honestly hadn't bothered her do far.
Another change she noted about herself was her sense of smell and hearing. She
swore that they were sharper than before. Her eyesight didn't appear to have
suffered either, unlike the others. It made her curious as to what this meant
for her.
Was she a special kind of zombie?
Or was she a mutation?
The second one seemed more likely considering she now had a penis. That was
another thing that really messed her up. But so far it wasn't bothering all,
the thing remained dormant, leaving her in peace. Still she wished she didn't
have it at all. Her body felt so unfamiliar because of the virus running
through her system. Every single piece of her body felt rather foreign. It was
like she was discounted from herself. Unplugged or something similar.
Amanda soon reached her home street. They were deserted with no living thing in
sight. Her hearing picked up the sounds of zombies inside a few homes wandering
around. While her sense of smell got a whiff of blood gore, making her eyes
gloss over for a second, before she snapped out of it. Then she quickly made
her way to her house.
When she arrived she found the front door closed, but intact. It hadn't been
torn down or destroyed, nope it was in one piece and shut. She got her keys,
just incase it was locked. Then she pulled down the handle of the door and
found it unlocked.
It moved open to reveal the hallway. Everything was quiet and she couldn't hear
anything coming from within, nor smell anything out of place.
So she entered inside and searched the first floor. She didn't call out incase
her family was still here and hiding, the last thing she needed was for more
zombies to show up. But she couldn't hear any breathing or beating hearts,
though that last one was a bit of a stretch. Still she looked in the living
room, dinning room and kitchen. But found nothing, except a note placed on the
fridge.
Her fingers nearly tore it off and she looked at what it said.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
Amanda, if your reading this then we've already been moved and you've just
arrived home from school.
Sweetheart, you need to go to the nearest military outpost or officer, you can
find. Tell them your name and that your parents have been moved to camp Delta.
They should take you there immediately and you'll be back with us soon enough.
Until then, take what you need out the fridge and stay out of sight. Weird
things have been going on and I can't really explain everything. Phones are out
as is the Internet, so don't bother trying to call us. We can't get a
connection.
Just stay off the streets and head to the town hall. There's a small outpost
there, you'll find someone to help at least.
Please be safe, love dad.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
She put the note back on the fridge and was glad to know they were safe. But
now she had two problems.
Amanda had no idea where camp delta was, nor did she think the military would
speak with her, considering her appearance. But she knew that she had no other
options left. So she made plans to vist the town hall, but first wanted to have
a shower.
The girl made her way upstairs and checked her parents, sisters and her own
bedrooms. Just incase there was something lurking around inside. Then she went
to the bathroom and turned on the shower. She checked the hot water to ensure
that it was warm, and her body tingled in response to the warmth.
It was pleasant to her chilly form.
Then she undressed and threw her dirty, bloodied clothes into the washing
basket. And stepped inside the shower naked. The hot water ran down her grey
flesh, taking the chill off her for sometime. Then she took a sponge and soap
and started to clean herself, rubbing her body down. Everything was tranquil,
peaceful and she forgot about the days events, as her red, green tinted eyes
closed.
Until the sponge touched her groin. It wasn't until it came into contact with
her nub of a cock did she jolt. The shock of pleasure was unexpected to her.
Then the thing started to grow again as she begged it not too. But it didn't
listen as grew to its full size, standing up at her, being tickled by the water
rushing down upon its exposed head. She glared at the offending thing, and
ignored it until it was gone.
But the thing was distracting. It stood there shaking slightly as her hips
moved from time-to-time and she thought about washing it. So she used the soapy
sponge to rub up and down the shaft. She whimpered at the unknown, pleasurable
feeling of stroking her length. A cheeky thought entered her slightly perverted
mind.
She wasn't stupid and knew how boys masturbate. But still she couldn't help but
be curious.
Looking to the door to make sure no one was there, she put the sponge away,
sitting in the sink near the shower. Then she took a hold of her cock, gently
gripping it like one would a television remote. A pleased sigh escaped her lips
as she started to jerk the thing.
The hood of the dick moved up and down, exposing and covering the glans. She
jerked herself slowly, savouring every touch and movement of her fingers across
her length. Never had Amanda ever felt such bliss whilst using her fingers on
her pussy.
Another idea came to her, as her free hand moved to her dripping, wet cunt. She
messaged her labia, touching the folds, like they were delicate, then she
inserted a pair of fingers.
Once her fingers entered her cock went rigid in shock at the feeling. She let
out a gasp of shock and awe as her dick became harder and she jerked it in
motion to the thrust of her fingers. Her body was sending out signals of
pleasure and excitement. Ripples of positive and pleasant feelings were sent
out over her skin. Her mind was dull with lust as she fell to the showers floor
and still played with herself. As her fingers explored her cold, dead vagina,
and her hand jerked her cock.
The hot shower water, and slippery soap, made the friction only feel better
than if she did it dry. Her hand played with her shaft, and she even moved
fingers up to the bulbous head. She gave the tip a little clockwork twist and
pinch, sending a shocking burst of surprising pleasure, which made the girl
groan in response. The cock was growing slightly bigger with the attention it
received and only demanded more.
A foreign need to breed soon entered her lust riddled mind. Her finger fucking
and pumping fist became more aggressive and fast, as her eyes dimmed, losing
control of herself. The hunger for flesh, meat, violence and sex made her eyes
light up with fire and fury she never had before. A burning need to go out in
the world, find something, then either eat it or breed with it.
Possibly both.
Although she didn't breathe, she still made panting like sounds as she neared
her climax. Her body heated up, or was that just the hot water? She couldn't
tell and didn't care, as she felt pressure building up just behind her dick,
and her floodgates filling up at her pussy. Then a inhuman screech, loud enough
to crack the shower glass and mirror, as she came at both points.
Her pussy squirted out her love juice onto the shower floor and glass walls.
While her cock shot its load out and at the walls. The feeling of cumming from
two places at once was an experience that overloaded every sense she had. She
sat there with her back to the wall as her body calmed itself down. It shocked
her that she could still feel sexual pleasure despite not feeling any pain. She
noted the damage to the mirror and shower door, making her blush a little at
how good it truly felt.
Maybe having a penis isn't all that bad.
Amanda sat there for a few moments, recovering her mind, before resuming to
clean herself off. Her cock shrunk back to a nub and she thought that maybe she
should just jerk it to get rid of it.
When she was finished she turned off the shower and went to collect a towel.
She looked herself in the cracked mirror and simply tried to fix herself up.
Though she noted how her teeth were a lot sharper. Especially the canines which
were like fangs, while the rest were simply pointed. Her tongue was also black
as she ran it across her jagged teeth. The teeth being sharp made sense as she
was supposed to be a meat eater.
Didn't mean she liked them.
Then she went to her bedroom to find some fresh clothes on. She simply put on
another, spare school uniform and fixed her hair a little. Then she thought
about how she was going to handle the soldiers at the outpost. Amanda doubted
she could talk them down, as they were more likely to shoot her first before
she could say anything.
Still she needed to head there anyway.
So with a little reluctance, she took the knife and mobile phone, then headed
out her home and started to make her way towards the town hall.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
Later.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
She was crouched low behind a charred car. Up ahead was the town hall itself,
with sandbags and some barbed wire blocking its entrance, up the little steps.
Amanda didn't see anyone other than zombies lurking around. They were walking
either towards the building or away from it. Though it appeared to Amanda that
a large battle had taken place here. The road leading up to the town-hall was
littered with the dead. Both zombie and human alike laid upon the ground. Most
were civilians whom were attacked during the early hours of the virus spread. A
few were military, but only a few as unlike the regular people they were able
to defend themselves effectively.
The girl started to slowly creep towards the building. She passed the littered
corpses taking note of the empty magazines and shell casings. Zombies close by
her shambled away with low groans and the shuffle of their feet. Her thoughts
weren't on them as she looked at the buildings windows and entrance. Nothing
stirred in them, nothing at least noticeable. Though she spotted a dead man/
woman in them from time-to-time, just walking past.
But there was no sniper or anything as she made it to the steps. The girl
passed the sandbags and corpses then headed inside to find something that could
help her. She entered the foyer where she had stairs leading up, plus various
doors on the ground floor leading to other areas. It was going to be a pain to
search this place, but she had to find something or anything, like a map or
even radio she could use.
So she started looking around the ground floor first, taking her time slowly.
She kept her ears open as they were sharper than her eyes at times. And sniffed
the air for anything as well.
Then she caught a fragrance.
A smell invaded her nose, making her slightly, light headed.
Fresh blood.
She inhaled more of the intoxicating smell, like it was perfume or flowers. Her
mouth seemed to water a it and she decided to investigate. To see what it was
and help them, is what she told herself as she headed upstairs, following the
scent.
Her thoughts were slightly foggy as she climbed the steps up. The smell was
faint, but it grew stronger, as she closed the distance. She felt her fingers
twitch, in anticipation as she walked down a hallway heading towards the
source.
The scent took her into a "empty" office. Her undead eyes scanned the room
seeing nothing. However her ears picked up the calm breathing and heartbeat of
a living human. Something behind a desk in the background moved, and the
breaths became a little more rapid, like their heartbeat.
Amanda entered the room fully and slowly made her way towards the hidden
person. It was being done automatically like her body was in autopilot. She
"did" want to go, but her mind was slowly being overcome by The Hunger.
She peaked around the desk and found a wounded male soldier. His gaze became
frightened as he spotted her staring at him intensely. In his mind she was
looking at a meal, which was partly true as the thought of snacking upon his
flesh entered her mind. But she simply ignored it, despite the growing hunger,
threatening to take control.
"H-Hello?" She began to ease his nerves.
His eyes went wide in shock as the zombie spoke to him. She noticed that he hid
something behind him and at first thought it to be his wound. However she seen
the bloodied bandage on his leg and wondered what he was hiding then.
Her thoughts were interrupted by the flashing of steel. Her eyes refocused as a
knife cut into her throat, severing the flesh and opening it up. She felt the
blade cut into her skin, though there was no pain, only the feeling of metal
cutting through her flesh. Amanda backed away in shock and fright as her hand
went up to the deep wound. She could feel the inside of it, the open trachea,
with her fingers.
Yet it didn't kill her.
She noticed the wounded soldier brandishing a combat knife. He waved it
threateningly at her, daring her to attack. Which she at first had no intention
of doing. But an emotion flowed through her: Rage.
She felt herself growl out loud, her fingers twitch and crack, herself moving
to attack. Despite in her head she tod herself mentally not too. Yet she
pounced aiming for the mans face. He ducked under her and she was sent overhead
to the wall. Her face crashed against it and he took advantage by stabbing her
in the back of the head. The knife went through her brain and out an eye. But
she still tried to get up, lost in hate and hunger as her mind went completely
blank and she tried to feed upon the man above her. Amanda roared with fury as
her head twisted around 180 degrees, snapping the knife, and tried to bite him.
Defenceless the soldier backed off her and attempted to simply limp away from
the scene, but found the way blocked. As undead, having heard the scuffle,
roamed inside to find their prey. They followed the scent and then found him
and another of their own. With hisses and growls they sprinted towards the
human who tried to throw them off only to be tackled down by many of them. He
hit the floor with a zombie biting into his legs, another on his chest and
shoulders. He was screaming the entire time.
The virus was being spread by multiple sources, and it would've turned him. If
not for the fact that Amanda recovered and being driven by The Hunger, started
to bite his face. His screams increased in tempo before they were silenced as
the dead ate him.
Amanda consumed the human flesh like chicken, drank his blood like water, and
sucked on his eyeballs like eggs. The wounds that she sustained also began to
heal. Though the knife still longed inside her head, made it impossible to
close and repair the damage. But she was to busy gorging herself to care, and
she felt her cock grow in response to the fighting. Blood and human body bits
caked her uniform and mouth as she swallowed everything. Never had she ate
anything and savoured the flavour before. Even his blood tasted sweet, as she
gulped down whatever she could. His heart, kidneys, liver and lungs were no
different to regular animals. Or so she thought.
When The Hunger subsided and she was able to recover herself, Amanda stilled as
the gravity of what she had done settled in. Guilt, nausea and panic dug itself
inside her as thought about the horrible crime she just committed.
She looked at her bloodied grey hands. Or tried to as vision in one eye wasn't
working. Her fingers moved up to find a sharp object inside her eye socket and
head. It took some effort but she managed to pull the blade outside her skull
and eyeball. Then she threw it away as vision slowly returned to her. Not only
that but the wound on the back of her head started to regenerate. She could
feel her flesh fixing itself, melding and mending itself, faster than a regular
human should.
Her fingers touched her neck and noticed the cut throat was gone. Her fingers
touched only flesh, with no hint of scarring.
It spooked her to think she should have died twice there, yet she remained.
Looking back at the mans corpse she spotted another zombie munching upon his
arm. An arm which had folder in it's hand. So she moved over to the zombie and
took away the folder, prying the stiff fingers off it, then opened it.
Inside she found a map of the city, as well as the location of the nearest
camp: Delta.
Amanda couldn't believe it. She had found out where they, but first had to wait
for her erection to go away, as she found walking with it awkward.
But once it was gone she started to head there.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
Sometime later.
XXXXXXXXXXXX
She found it after awhile of walking. Amanda spotted the fenced off area in the
distance, it was now dark out and the moon was full, but it only brought her
comfort. She made her way towards the distant thing, taking care not to be seen
by the spotlight towers or their guards.
Amanda growled low as she closed the distance. Bodies of the undead littered
the ground near camp Delta, as it was just outside the outskirts of the city.
Tents were in it's centre containing people and other things necessary to keep
them fed, clothed, warm and healthy.
Her parents and younger sister were in there somewhere. She needed to find
them, and figure what to do considering her... condition. But first she needed
to get inside and avoid being seen by the military.
So she moved around the outer edges of the camp. Away from the spotlights and
human guards as she looked for a point shrouded in shadows and away from prying
eyes.
One such point was soon discovered.
She spotted an area where the lights didn't reach. Instead some guards passed
but never stayed as they wanted to be in doors as the air was rather cold for
them. Unbothered by this, Amanda waited until the lights moved away and made
her way towards the fence. She kept herself low as she reached the fence and
wondered how she was going to get through.
The fence had barbed wire atop it making it, well not impossible since she
didn't feel pain, but at least loud if she tried to climb it. So she thought
about simply tearing it open with her hands. This was something she hadn't
tested before, she was simply assuming she had great strength as she remembered
what the futa-zombies did to her. She couldn't escape their grasps so she
wondered if this would work.
Taking a good grip on the fence she started to slowly tear it open. She tore a
hole in its webbing as the metal snapped and sprang. She was careful not to
cause too much noise as she opened a hole wide enough to fit through.
Then the futanari zombie climbed in and started to search for her kin. She kept
to the shadows and between the tents, never crossing a open area or one with an
abundance of light. Her ears constantly listened out for familiar voices. Yet
so far she hadn't heard anything.
She peaked into a tent and found about three families chatting together. But
none were hers, so she left and searched various other tents.
Until she faintly heard her sisters voice in the distance. "Mom, has Amanda
arrived yet?"
"No." Replied her mother. "At least not yet. Don't worry she'll be here soon."
Amanda followed the conversation, carefully staying out of sight. Until she
found the tent where they were huddled inside together. Her sister, Annie, was
hugging her mother, while her father had them in a bear hug from behind.
They looked fine though a little shaken, but otherwise ok. Which Amanda was
thankful for as she thought about how to talk with them.
Annie noticed something watching them from outside. Her blue eyes looked to
find a semi familiar face, and strange crimson, green eyes looking at her
through the folds of the tent. When Amanda noticed her sisters gaze she put a
finger to her lips. Annie seen a grey hand, like the monsters, rise up to the
persons lips in a 'quiet' gesture. She found it strange.
But also interesting and said. "I need to go to the bathroom."
"Do you want me to come with you?" Her father asked, feeling defensive
considering everything that happened.
"No, I know the way." Annie told him as she got up and left. Then looked around
for the person.
She spotted them again giving a 'follow' gesture to her. Annie did so and seen
them enter inside a tent she hadn't been before. The eleven year old entered
inside to find it empty and she became confused.
Then hands from behind her grabbed and covered her mouth, before she could
scream. Panic and fear shot through her system as she was turned to face the
person she was following. And it made her silent as she got a good look at
them.
It was her big sister, Amanda!
Her sister looked really bad. Her skin was all dark grey and creepy like those
monsters, her eyes were red but with a little of green tint, and her hair
looked messy.
Annie stared in shock as she calmed down a bit though, hesitantly, something
just felt off. Amanda removed the hand from her mouth and said. "B-Big sis?"
"It's me." Amanda told her, her voice a little gruff and unpleasant to listen
too.
"W-What happened to you?" Annie asked looking her up and down, and pointing to
her arms and face.
"I got... bitten." Amanda told her, but obviously the child didn't understand.
"Those creatures out there, when they bite you, you... turn into them."
"Turn into them?" Questioned the kid. "Then your one of them?"
"Y-Yeah." Confessed her older sibling and the younger one squirmed a little.
She was afraid of her. The way she looked and how she grabbed her earlier, but
then again she might have screamed when she seen her. Then those soldiers would
have appeared and shot her. Is that what she wanted?
Her living eyes stared up into her sisters dead ones. They harboured no ill
will nor harm, only a sense of pleading from one sister to another. Asking for
help.
To show that she cared Annie hugged her, throwing her thin small arms around
her elder siblings neck and hugging her close. The action caused Amanda to
startle and a hiss almost arose in response. But she was quick to control
herself and immediately hugged her sister back. They stayed locked in embrace
each feeling secure in one another's comfort.
Annie felt happy that she could reunite their family as her parents have been
constantly worried about Amanda. She was glad that things might be better. She
pressed herself a little closer to her sister, whom felt a shift.
Amanda however felt something stir within her. Something shifted inside her,
not The Hunger, but something else she had felt before. And it scared it
slightly as she felt her groin start to react.
Then the younger sibling broke off the hug. She looked up to her elder sisters
eyes and asked. "What do we do?"
"U-Um, t-tell mom and dad you've found me." Amanda said with some difficulty.
"And bring them here to meet me."
"You ok?" Asked Annie noticing a change in her behaviour.
"Y-Yeah." Lied Amanda as heat rushed to her groin and her penis slowly started
to grow.
"Do you want another hug?" Was the innocent question that would shatter them.
"... Yes." Was the response that sealed it.
Annie then hugged her elder sister again. Amanda's head rested upon Annie's as
she did the same. Her legs were open with Annie between them as she herself
squatted down for her, as her hands gave little pats to her younger kins back.
Annie hugged back rubbing and patting her back, she had no problem with this as
hands rubbed her in small circles. Then they moved downwards until a hand was
at her lower back sending goosebumps and making the girl a little
uncomfortable.
Thinking that they should stop, she tried to pull away. But Amanda wouldn't let
her and she remained there, trapped in her sisters powerful grasp.
"A-Amanda will you let me go?" She asked as her sisters, false, breathing
became laboured.
Her head was still on her little shoulders as her hand moved down and gave the
girls right buttcheek a squeeze. This made Annie jolt in shock at the action
and she tried to push Amanda off. But the elder sisters grip didn't slack as
her hands began to roam the terrified girl. They stopped rubbing her and
instead began to grope and grab at her clothed, tender flesh. Claw like
fingernails dug into her making the girl screech in pain.
Amanda covered her mouth with a hand as she moved them until Annie was on the
floor. She pinned her beneath with her body on top of Annie's chest. Using her
weight to keep her sister in check as her eyes lost any warmth and compassion.
Annie noticed how her sisters eyes seemed to shine, she looked scary sitting
above her, her hair flowing free, and bloodied face.
Then a hand moved down to her trousers she had worn. A finger then started to
rub up against her girl bits, making the child squirm as a strange feeling
overcame her. She also noticed that a strange lump appeared in her sisters
skirt, which for some reason unsettled her.
That's when Amanda used her free hand to move her skirt up to show what it was.
A strange, grey thing attached to her body rested there. It oozed out a clear
liquid that made Annie wonder what it was. Then Amanda moved herself up and
moved the hand on her mouth to her neck.
She then pushed her dick towards her younger siblings mouth. Annie kept her
mouth closed as it's bulbous head pressed against her little lips. She
whimpered hoping her big sister would stop. But instead the hand around her
neck tightened until the air was cut off. This forced her to open her mouth and
then the cock was stuck inside to her shock, as the taste of salt was felt upon
her tongue.
Her mouth wasn't large enough to accommodate it, and her throat started to
blare with pain at being forced to deepthroat the thing. The cold flesh made
her feel ill as it started to move. Tears started to stream down her, puffed
cheeks as her eyes stared up into the lusty gaze of her sisters. She looked
down upon the human with sluty smile and some drool leaving her mouth. Her body
was hot, her dick hard and finally being used as it should. Never had Amanda
experienced a blowjob before and was keen on finding out what it was like to
plough some pussy.
The futanari zombie pushed her full length into the gagging, crying, choking
mouth of the girl below. She hissed out loud as her erection was being licked
at by the panicked tongue of her sister.
Then she started to thrust her hips into the sore mouth of the girl. Annie's
eyes went wide as the thing in her mouth started to back and fourth. She tried
to move her head back enough to let out fall out, but her sister quickly forced
it back in, pushing it really far. Her mouth and neck hurt as the thing started
to expand them, painfully.
She laid there defenceless as her sister fucked her mouth. They stayed like
this for a time as Amanda gave into the basic, primal desire to mate. Her
sisters mouth, brought her more pleasure than her fingers or palm could.
But she wanted more and pulled out the girls sore mouth, which she coughed up
and inhaled, before flattening herself against Annie. Amanda's body laid atop
hers, her burning hot erection against the smaller girls clothed tummy, rubbing
up and down as a hand moved down to cut into the clothes. The knife sharp nails
easily punctured the cloth and were torn open by Amanda's hand. Only little
pink panties remained and there was little effort needed to cut them away.
Now she was bare, her little virgin pussy just waiting to be ploughed, by the
aching grey dick. Amanda's cock was then resting against it. Her frozen thing
only seemed to become more agitated as she rubbed it up against her sisters
little cunt. Pressing its purple, angry head at the gates of paradise.
Annie felt the cold thing at her flower. It was as cold as ice cubes to her, as
she laid there in pain. Her mouth and throat still hurt and she couldn't talk
right. So she couldn't talk sense to her elder sister, whom was already gone.
Amanda was huffing and growling in inhuman like ways. Then she moved a hand
down to her groin where she pressed the pulsing hot cock head at her sisters
snatch. There was a moment of probing, were she simply pressed the thick tip at
the girls labia.
Soon she pushed inside, meeting early resistance as Annie's eyes went wide and
her body went into shock as the dick moved inside her. She felt the cold
intrusion push inside her, slowly passing her pussy lips, where it soon met
resistance. Her body clamped down in an attempt to stop and force it out. But
Amanda simply forced her way inside, pushing in until the she was at the girls
hymen.
Then she started to thrust moving only her hips, as Annie screamed out in pain.
Her groin burned with pain and shock as she cried, pleaded and begged for
Amanda to stop. The elder sister wasn't listening, simply lost in the lust of
fucking her kins virgin hole. She had torn apart the girls chastity with ease,
braking the barrier, and embraced the warmth and tightness of her valley.
She ploughed the girls virgin soil, fucking the life and energy out of her with
each thrust. Her screams continued and Amanda heard activity around the camp.
But her logic had been overridden, by the primal urge to mate with the closest
thing with a cunt or anus. She licked at her sisters neck savouring the warm
flesh upon her tongue as The Hunger wanted to over take her.
But Amanda wasn't going to. Lost in the lust and passion of her barbaric urge
to hump anything with a pulse. Her dick had torn up Annie's insides badly,
blood and other bodily fluid leaked out the girls pussy as she laid there.
Annie's eyes were bleak, red and puffy from crying. She felt drained and empty,
like she wanted to lie down and sleep forever. But the pain in her groin kept
her awake and the consistent thrusts into her didn't help, as she winced each
time.
Soon Amanda's thrusts became more frequent as she felt a pressure building up
in her cock. With only a few more thrusts she came inside her sister. Annie
felt the cold cock throb and then squirt out its cum inside her. She could feel
the cold essence flood into her, like water running from a tap. But she simply
laid there motionless and limp as yelling from outside attracted the attention
of Amanda.
The futanari zombie looked up to find a bat aiming for her head. She was hit
and thrown back, taking her cock out the girls cunt, and sent to the floor. A
hiss and growl left her throat as she stood up to deal with the attacker.
Then she froze as she gazed upon the face of her own father. His, which was
once in sheer anger, was now in shock as he looked upon his eldest, undead,
daughter. He took in her appearance, the bloodshot eyes and her cock prodding
from her skirt which twitched angrier at him.
Control and calm returned to Amanda as the weight of what she had done just
settled itself upon her shoulders. Guilt and despair ran through her as she
looked upon the prone, catatonic form of Annie. Her clothes were covered in
dried blood and drool, her underwear torn and her pussy leaking out cum and
blood. It seemed to pulse in pain and shock. Annie laid there staring up into
the ceiling.
Amanda couldn't take it anymore and started to run.
She left the tent and soon encountered soldiers and survivors. When they
noticed her chaos ensured as the military attempted to turn their weapons upon
her and gun her down, while the undisciplined survivors panicked seeing a
zombie amongst them.
Using the confusion and with tears of blood streaking down her eyes, she fled
into the maze of tents. Taking twists and turns until they lost line of sight
of her, and she of them.
Her dead eyes searched for a way out, and she aimed for a nearby tower. With
inhuman speed she rushed up to it and quickly jumped over the side and back
into the dark streets. She ran, fast as she could, into the streets searching
for a place to hide and recover herself.
To come to terms with what she had committed.
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At some point she started to squat inside an apartment building. She hid inside
a room, just hoping that everything would go away, or her nightmare would end.
Yet it didn't, as she cried, tears of blood staining her uniform, and hands.
Then her ears heard something coming from outside the room. She stilled and her
body instantly prepared for a fight, fingers extended and her sobs becoming
silent. Before she heard the door opening. Her eyes flashed as they looked up
to find a pair zombie females.
No, not females, futa's like her.
They stood side-by-side like guards and it unnerved Amanda slightly. She knew
that futanari zombies appeared to be more intelligent than the regular ones.
Yet they weren't like her, they seemed to be simply drones being lead by
someone.
And someone walked inside.
A girl of about eighteen entered inside the room. She was grey skinned, of
course, with bloodshot eyes tinted blue and wearing a black suit and tie. Her
chest was flat and her hair cut short to her ears and was coloured black.
She smiled at Amanda, showing she was clearly different. "So your the one who
was crying." They said.
"Y-Yes." Answered Amanda. "Who are you?"
"I'm Cleo." Cleo introduced herself. "Futanari Queen of the Dead. Like you."
"Me? Futanari Queen of the Dead?" Amanda frowned and wondered what was going
on. "What are you talking about? Am I not just a regular undead girl, but with
a dick?"
"No. Your just like me a futa zombie, or more specifically a Futanari Queen."
When Amanda still didn't get it she sighed and explained.
"The virus has the habit of mutating. One of these mutations created a new
strain called: The Futanari. That strain creates a new breed of zombie, or
undead, one capable of not only thinking like regular human, to an extent, but
also breeding like them. You and I are a part of this strain, but there's a
huge difference."
"That we're Queens?" Guessed Amanda but also made it a question.
"Correct." Cleo smiled. "The Futanari Strain, has a one in a thousand chance of
converting a female human into a Futanari Zombie Queen. Unlike regular futanari
zombies, they retain their intelligence and personality. They also don't need
to eat, drink, sleep, piss, shit, or anything else living humans do. They do
however suffer from The Hunger, a common theme amongst the undead. Forces us to
feed and hunt the living for flesh. As I said you don't need it, but you'll go
into a frenzy until you find some flesh. But futanari zombies also suffer from
a heat cycle, like a few others. Meaning they need to fuck or be fucked."
"That, explains somethings." Amanda said after a moment looking down.
Cleo quickly moved over to her and hugged the girl, shocking Amanda at the
sudden actions. But then she hugged back and started to sob into the other
girls shirt. Bloodied tears stained the black dress shirt, as she simply cried
her eyes out into the cold embrace of her... fellow undead?
She wasn't sure about what to think anymore. She needed guidance and Cleo
seemed to be the only person able to help her, or do something.
When she calmed down she asked. "W-What do I do now?"
"Simple, you come with me princess." Smiled the Queen.
"Princess?" Amanda questioned.
"Your not a Queen just yet. But don't worry, dear I'm going to teach you
everything." Cleo rubbed away the blood on Amanda's cheeks. "Come on, follow
me." She told her.
Slowly and with arms linked, Amanda followed Cleo out the room. As they passed
the futa zombies she noticed that their eyes too were tinted blue.
She asked about it and this was the response. "Mark of ownership. Shows that
their mine to command, futanari queens are able to command all the undead. But
those they bite themselves, belong to them permanently, so you can't, for
example, tell these ones what to do. They only obey me. But the same rules
apply if you bite people yourself, just remember that the Futanari Strain only
affects female humans, males are unaffected."
"I-I understand, Cleo." Smiled the princess.
"Good, you never told me your name."
"Sorry, it's Amanda Barns, or just Amanda now."
"Amanda." Cleo tasted the name and liking it. "A pretty name for my little
princess."
A dark blush came to Amanda as Cleo laughed, while her mind thought of how
she's going to ensure that the girl becomes her bride.
Wether she likes it or not.
She has been looking for one quiet awhile now. This girl was new, only recently
been awakened from the dead, the virus was fresh, she could smell it. And she
wasn't totally aware of the ins and outs of being a futanari zombie. She would
be easy to manipulate and control, little effort would be required for Cleo
Queen of the Dead and her Bride Amanda.
Privately she wondered; what their kids would look like, and smiled as they,
and her futa zombie guards, made their way to her home base as she thought
about their future, together.
'We're going to make a lovely little family.' She thought pleasantly as she
lead her future wife to home.
***** Her Dominant *****
Chapter Summary
     Cleo teaches Amanda of her place in their little world.
'Why did her base have to be here?' Thought Amanda as she sat inside the
gymnasium of her school.
Teams of undead, both futa and regular, chewed on corpses or moved them away.
Amanda watched them as Cleo directed them with verbal orders, while munching on
a severed arm. Something which the Princess had polity refused to dine upon.
Cleo had noted Amanda's down mood and asked. "What's wrong?"
"This is where I was... turned." Admitted the Princess to the queen.
"I see." Cleo replied understanding her mood now.
"Why did you pick this school as your base?"
"Cause I just felt like it." Shrugged the queen. "Didn't see any other places
that looked good. And most of the buildings here aren't on fire or have broken
doors. Just smashed windows and that destroyed gate out there."
"Right." Amanda muttered and asked. "What are we doing exactly?"
Cleo smiled and turned to face her. "We're going to form a little kingdom."
"K-Kingdom?" Amanda questioned not expecting it.
"Yeah, you and I are gonna rule this city, then the country." Cleo told her
grinning.
"B-But I don't want too." Amanda replied in shock. "I don't want to cause
anymore suffering or spread the virus anymore."
"Technically no ones suffering, cause the virus kills you and takes away all
the pain, leaving only, pleasure." Was casual response from Cleo.
"You know what I mean." Amanda stated. "I don't want to attack people because
I'm hungary for flesh or fresh blood. I don't want to make anymore zombies
either, futa or regular."
"But princess, that's what you have to do." Cleo said with a concerned look.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean; you "need" to take command of the undead. Think of it like this, the
dead are mindless drones or workers that need orders from a higher power. If
they don't get them, then they simply just revert into a primal like stage.
Which involves killing, eating and breeding. By not taking command of them,
your allowing to wander off into the world causing damage on their own accord."
Amanda thought about that and it made sense. She had seen the zombies close by
working tirelessly under Cleo's directions and instructions. It did make her
wonder what they would do if no one was there to command them.
"So I need to order them around, otherwise they'll just do what I don't want to
do anyway?" Amanda asked to be certain.
Cleo smiled. "Yeah. Without a constant stream of orders they just follow their
basic instincts which involves, grouping up into a horde, then finding some
living humans to rape and eat. By telling them what to do and constantly giving
them daily instructions, you'll protect more humans than you think." The lies
rolled off her tongue easily as the princess ate them up.
"But what about the The Hunger and Heat Cycle?"
"That's why I'm stockpiling the corpses who don't rise. They'll usually just
eat them when needed and remember we don't really need food anyway. The frenzy
will be a problem, though it'll die down after awhile. As for the Heat Cycle,
well it's more of a Futanari Zombie thing. But don't worry about that, I'm here
for you." She smiled at the end as Amanda blushes.
"W-What do you mean?"
"What do you think I mean?" Cleo asks back. "Just so you know, I'm penetrating
you."
"How come?" Asks the princess feeling a little annoyed at things being decided
for her.
Without answering verbally, Cleo instead pulls down her trousers, exposing her
lower body. Amanda sees that the girls penis is in its nub like form, though it
appears bigger than hers. However she notices something else. A pair of
testicles dangling. Her pussy is behind them looking slightly wet.
The nakedness of the other girl makes her own body react and she feels her cock
starting to grow. She closes her legs to hide it as Cleo says. "As you can see,
I have balls, so I'm classed as the guy."
"And those w-without are female?"
"Yeah. But obviously I'm a female too, so refer to me as such, alright?" She
cleared at her.
Amanda flinched and said. "R-Right."
Cleo frowns at her, feeling a little bad and makes her way over. She's now
standing above legs apart, as best she could, with her cunt and balls in the
princesses face.
Amanda looks up to her and she tells her. "My balls, kiss them."
The girl looks at the grey, hairless sacks feeling a little conflicted. But
soon her cold lips touching them, pressing against the relaxed things. A soft
sigh is heard from above and she starts to kiss each ball sack, until her own
lust takes over and her black tongue licks at the things. Like a kitten
drinking milk from a bowl, she laps at each of them, her tongue licking around
in circles before she simply opens her mouth and inserts a testicle inside. Her
teeth nip them gently, not enough to brake the flesh, but enough for a
response.
She suckles on the juicy thing. "Fuck." Groaned Cleo as sharp teeth on her nut,
made her tingly, she patted the girls head as her own cock started to grow.
Her member quickly grew to its full size, and laid atop the head of Amanda. It
throbbed with energy as the girl beneath took in both balls to her mouth.
"Shit, your a good bitch, ya know that?"
Here Amanda let's her balls out her mouth. "I'm not a bitch." She said with
some difficulty as her own dick strained inside the fresh panties she had taken
from the lockers.
"Oh, you are." Cleo replied her eyes dark with lust as she down at the innocent
face of the futa beneath her. "And your my bitch for now on."
"M-Maybe we should stop?" Questioned Amanda as she thought that Cleo might be
going through a Heat Cycle. But the girl above her growled, or hissed and
Amanda mewled in response, making her surprised.
"Well, look at that." Cleo said. "Even the virus inside you knows that your my
bitch, princess."
Amanda stilled as her body refused to obey. She wanted to get up and run, but
for some reason she couldn't. Her body stayed where it was in submission. There
was something strange going on, and when she breathed in Cleo's body scent she
felt rather lightheaded. And her pussy began to moisten up, as her legs opened
a little wider for Cleo to enter her.
Her body was submissive to Cleo. She wanted Cleo to mount and take her, she
could feel it inside as every fibre of her undead being wanted to be fucked by
the Futa Queen above her. To spread her legs and have her loins ravaged by the
dominant animal before her. Whom saved her and who's balls she kissed and who's
dick laid atop her head, in her hair.
She didn't want to fight or flee Cleo, no she wanted to be taken by her. Her
body was responding in a way she had never before experienced and it frightened
her slightly.
So licking her lips she opened her mouth and took in the tip of Cleo's cold
member. She did so slowly, until she remembered that she doesn't breathe
anymore, and then started to deepthroat the thing. All the way did she force
the thing into her throat, until her was at the other girls balls. Then she
sucking upon the length, her head bobbing along as she felt her own body heat
rising.
Her groin began to moisten and her cock was fully erect. She could feel ever
single cell inside her, telling her to obey Cleo and allow the other to have
her. Her sharp teeth grated across the grey skinned member, causing the owner
to growl and hiss at their submissive.
Cleo panted as her princess sucked on her dick, bobbing her head back and forth
like she's done this before. Her balls filed of sperm slowly started to rise,
that pressure building over time. But she wouldn't release herself just yet.
Instead, she took ahold of Amanda's head, and thrusted into her mouth. Her
pelvis moving forwards suddenly made the other girl stop herself from moving,
and instead let her Queen fuck her mouth.
It felt good to Amanda, sitting there with a large impressive cock slipping in
and out her mouth. She could feel every inch of seven inch member, sliding down
her throat. It's size and taste made her whine as her pussy cried out for its
entrance. Her sex was on fire, burning with desire to be ravaged by her owner
and dominant. She can feel the slapping of Cleo's nuts against her chin. Those
heavy sacks, full of vigour and life? She didn't know if she can get pregnant,
and that thought both unsettled her and filled her with pride.
The idea of carrying Cleo's young in her womb, didn't disturb nor disgust her.
Instead she had a strange sense of looking forwards to it.
She didn't care as Cleo fucked her mouth with a growing growl. Cleo could feel
the need to take her almost overwhelming all her senses. It was only her
experience and self-control that stopped her from going further.
Then suddenly she pulled out her cock, dragging her length out Amanda's mouth,
until her lips touched the crown. She kissed them gently, with them slick with
precum and her saliva. Her gaze turned upwards to the Queen, whom stared down
with bloodshot eyes, almost darkened completely with lust.
"On your knees." She growled out, making the princess shake and whimper.
Amanda turned over, her back to Cleo and laid her chest to the dried, bloodied
floor. She raised her rear up and willingly offered her ass and quim to her
Queen. Cleo moved behind her, enjoying the sight of her short skirt not
covering enough of Amanda's ass or underwear.
She pulled down the panties seeing her, smaller, erection and cunt. Her juices
flowed freely from both areas to the joy of Cleo as she breathed in her scent.
The natural smells of Amanda made her pant, and she mounted her like a dog.
Her burning cock head was pressed against her entrance. The engorged mushroom
head, rubbed at the pussy preparing her. Amanda whimpered and whined as she
felt it against her bare sex. Cleo enough pushed past her pussy, rubbing
against it with her length, until the tip of her dick brushed against her own
cock.
"P-Please." Amanda begged, feeling the shaft rubbing at her exposed lips and
touching her own member.
"What?" Whispered Cleo against her ear.
"E-Enter me." Amanda told her rubbing her vagina along the shaft, trying to
move it in herself.
Strong hands and arms wrapped around, to stop her attempts. She stayed still as
Cleo breathed in her neck, her tongue licking her gently. Then Cleo pulled
back, dragging her cock away, until the head was at the entrance once more.
And she thrusted inside soon after.
Amanda let out a cry of shock at the feeling of her hot rod ram into her. The
cock was thrusted inside, with little effort of pain, leaving only a shock
pleasure that shot through her. She was then graced with the Queen's mad
thrusts as she pounds her hole. Her Queen's thrusts have her balls slapping at
the underside of her belly, making a wet sound with each hit.
Her gasps of shock are soon replaced with husky breaths and cries of pleasure
as her Queen fucks her. She feels the dick thrusting into her, each thrust
bringing bliss as she finds herself ramming back onto Cleo's length. The only
thoughts running through her head, is one to replicate the hard strokes Cleo
appears fond of. Cleo sits on her knees, behind her as she thrusts. Her grey
dick is being tightly squished by her inner walls, she's panting from behind,
groaning the whole time.
One of her hands moves across Amanda's arse. She feels the supple behind of her
bitch/princess giving it a good whack. The sharp blow, causes her to whimper
and look back at her dominant. They glare at them, telling silently to turn
away which she does. And is rewarded with some more of her cold palm, spanking
her round rear. Her claw like fingers even scrape the skin, leaving marks
behind. They don't cause any pain and instead seem to only feed the primal
urges inside both zombies.
Then the hand moves to her puckered hole, here her thumb teases her. Thumbing
her rosebud gently digging a nail inside, without braking skin.
"No!" Cries out Amanda. "W-What... are y-you, doing?" She questions.
"What. Ever. I. Want." Responds the Queen with each thrust.
"P-Please leave... t-t-there." She begs and feels the thumb and hand move away.
But they quickly take ahold of her hair, and roughly yank her up, as she yelps.
Cleo stops thrusting, as she pulls up Amanda to her chest.
"Listen here princess." She hisses. "Your my bitch from now on. If I want to
fuck you in the ass, mouth or pussy, you'll let me without a thought. So shut
the fuck up and accept it, slut."
Amanda is nearly crying at her harsh words, but her virus and groin demands her
to be bred. She feels her lower body involuntary move. She's now fucking
herself on Cleo's dick, while still being held up. Those move up and grope her
chest, making her shriek in shock.
"Fucking big titted bimbo." Mutters the Queen. "That's what I'll make you, my
cumdumpster and baby maker. You'll be the mother of a new race, and if your
lucky I'll let you breed with others, princess. But only if your a good girl
and do as I say."
She's unable to respond. Her thoughts are distorted and unclear, she can't
think straight as Cleo let's her hair go, and pushes her to the floor. She
submits letting her Queen do as she pleases. The hand and thumb return to her
anus, this time she says nothing.
The thumb prods at her pucker, which clenches in response. Though it doesn't
matter, as they don't feel pain anymore, only a slight discomfort.
So it enters inside, to Amanda's slightly surprise. But no pain is felt and
instead a strange feeling washes through her, mixing and mingling with the
already present pleasure. The discomfort and uneasiness is replaced as the
thumb is taken out, and the index finger is entered instead.
"Oh!" She moans to the chuckle of Cleo.
"See? You like it." Cleo says as she adds another two fingers.
These three in her ass cause her cock to straighten and shake. It has been rock
hard, every since Cleo entered her and was now ploughing her from behind. But
these added fingers suddenly made her floodgates become nearly overflowing.
She can feel her inner chambers, needing release, but she holds it in. Her cock
and pussy are both sending out signals of pleasure, as her body is rocked by
waves of feelings. She wants to cum, she wants Cleo to fuck her, she wants to
be used by the Queen.
This feeling of submission is rather frightening for her.
Her body is burning up, a fire in her groin is slowly growing. The fingers in
her ass aren't helping much, as they thrust into her, seemly going deeper into
her. Cleo's thick cock is bashing at her womb, she can feel the imposing head,
touching the entrance.
All of this is driving her crazy as she fails to warn Cleo.
Amanda's hands move to cover her mouth, as she cums. Her cock throbs and shoots
out a splash of cum, while her cunt does the same. It clamps down on Cleo's
member, to her surprise as she feels Amanda cumming. Her body goes rigid as she
orgasms.
Hers is soon joined by Cleo's, whom lets out a inhuman howl of ecstasy. Amanda
then feels a flowing river of white, speeding into her womb. Cum is shot into
her, warm and wet it enters her womb, flooding it full of white as Cleo's cock
pulses, shooting out more. Her testicles are strained, emptying ever drop of
seed into the princess, in an effort for her to bare their young in the near
future.
The two then collapse to the ground. Here Cleo rolls them onto their sides,
with them spooning. Amanda at first tried to move away, but the Queen's grip on
her tightens. She pulled into their cold embrace, her back against their flat
chest. At first she wanted to run, but her body refuses to move, sinking into
comfort and security that Cleo offers her.
Cleo lies there on her side, still inside Amanda. Her breathing is husky before
she stops, and listens to the princesses, whom is slightly tired. She knows
that she doesn't need to sleep, but she would like to, out of habit.
Then she feels the cock inside her move out. The thick shaft is pulled out her
pussy, bringing with it a flow of cum, that leaks out as Cleo lies on her back
with a sigh.
"That was good." She said aloud.
Amanda doesn't respond, just laid there.
It didn't go unnoticed. "What, upset about what I said? Calling you a slut and
being only good to slate my lust and pleasure?"
Again no answer.
"I'm sorry princess. I was lost in the moment, the virus makes you lose your
sense of logic or reason at times. I was like an animal, only wanting to breed
with another. I meant nothing." She lies, partly.
Though Amanda can't tell. She herself is forced to admit, that yeah she wanted
to be used by her, and the idea (at the time) to be shared with other infected,
only made her more horny.
"It's fine Cleo, I get it." She responds as she snuggles over to her.
They smile and kiss her head, lovingly before shouting. "Oi! Fuck off, back to
work!"
Amanda looks to find a crowd of undead had gathered. They stood staring at the
pair, erections in the males and futas trousers. Faintly, Amanda smelt the
fluids leaking out the few female undead, it appeared their activity made the
horde horny. Though they appeared more in control of themselves, which
surprised her, as they left the two alone and resumed work.
"Idiots." The Queen muttered and put away her softened prick. "I'm gonna secure
our new home, stay here and rest, eat a corpse or two."
The other girl turns a little green at that, and shakes her head. "I'm good
thanks."
"Hmm, well see ya princess, be good." She then bends down and pecks her on the
head.
Amanda lays there as the Queen's dark lips touch her forehead. A fuzzy feeling
flows through her, a strange sensation, at the attention she was receiving from
her dominant. It was an odd feeling of pride and submission, as the attention
given to her from the Queen made her seem and feel like a puppy.
Then Cleo left her alone, heading out the gym with a few guards. The other
undead continued the task of pilling up the corpses and nibbling on a few.
For sometime Amanda sat there alone, thinking about what just happened. It
honestly scared her to think Cleo had a power over her. That the idea the
pathogen made her submissive to the other girl made her wish there was a cure.
Then again, Cleo was helping her. She could've easily left her alone, exposed
her hideout to the military, or even just killed her.
Yet she didn't, she took her here and pledged to teach her about being a
Futanari Queen. It was something she didn't want to do, but clearly Cleo didn't
care. Now it turned out she was a type of submissive in their little virus
state and that unsettled her.
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3 Days Later.
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"The zombies are being sick outside." Amanda commented as she looked out the
window. She watched as she seen undead males and females spewing up pink vomit.
"Really?" Questioned Cleo and looked out the window, to see them doing so.
"Nice, we can start our Brood."
"B-Brood?" Amanda asked looking over to her.
"Yeah, as Queens we need to make a little Brood. It's our little nest or hive,
where we make children and live then rule together." Cleo smiled.
Her princess blinked. "I'm going to need details."
A sigh. "Of course. We Queens are capable of reproducing with almost anything.
But first we need to develop a hive to start our Broods. The regular undead
don't shit or piss, as such whenever they eat meat they just carry it around
for three days. On the third day they begin to vomit up a substance that I
call: Creep. It can be used as both food or as a building material. We're going
to collect the stuff and use it to infest this school and it's grounds, the
stuff actually moves on its own, hence why I named it Creep. As long as you
have enough of it, it will keep growing until it infests every living thing. I
should also mention it spreads the pathogen. It's the more common way, and a
easy way for it to cross the long distances."
"We're going to use zombie.... vomit, to build a home for our... f-family?"
Amanda couldn't help but think it crazy.
The Queen shrugged. "Yeah. It's not technically vomit, more of a hard mass of
the virus itself, moulded into a blob like entity. Along with flesh, meat and
blood mixed into it. Which, as I mentioned earlier, we can exploit as food or
building blocks."
"... That's fucking weird." Stressed Amanda looking at Cleo with disbelief.
She only shrugged. "Hey, it works."
Amanda only stared and then rubbed her head. "Right, so what now? Do we still
go through the classrooms or do we head downstairs and start building?"
The two had been combing through the school for the past three days. Both were
searching it of anything of worth or viability. They had found money, keys,
paper and other such things. Amanda found some condoms, which she pocketed for
when she and Cleo go at it again. Though they hadn't touched each other since
the gym. And she wasn't sure if she wanted her too.
"You can search the school if you like. I'll start building our little hive
myself, then we'll begin our Brood." Smiled Cleo at the thought of impregnating
her, seeing her belly swell with their first kid, another futa to be sure.
Or a girl.
She kinda hoped it was, just so the two could commit incest. Maybe she could
practise with Princess, until then? She felt herself becoming half erect at the
thought of Amanda calling her: Mommy.
"Is it really possible for you to impregnate me?"
"Honestly, anything has a decent chance. Just needs to carry sperm and with
some effort, you'll have a child. Now depending on the father, you'll either
have a futa or a girl. It's impossible to have a full male, unless your
impregnated by a living human guy. But doubt many men will want a undead chick,
right?"
"R-Right?"
"What is it?" Asked the Queen with a sigh.
"C-Can I mount y-you sometimes?"
"No." Was the flat reply.
"Why not?!" Demanded Amanda.
There was growl of warning from her dominant. Cleo marched over to her and she
backed away until she was at the wall. She shook as Cleo stood before her,
standing over her. Neither spoke as Amanda shuddered, her submissive side
kicking in to tell her to submit to her dominant.
Then she felt Cleo nuzzle her head and hair with her nose. It was kind and
affectionate, sniffing her hair and scent again, as she pulled the other teen
into a hug. Amanda smiled at the her cold embrace, feeling caler than earlier.
A hand then touched her breast, making her squeak. Then it moved downwards,
until it went under her skirt. Those fingers then rubbed at her nub, through
her underwear. Teasing her dormant member, until it started to awaken.
After it did, Cleo stopped nuzzling and groping her and then turned to a female
zombie who was outside the classroom. "You, come in."
The zombie obeyed walking inside with a sway. She was a older woman, a teacher
of this school, with dark dirty blond hair and grey skin. Her bloodshot eyes
were bright crimson, and she wore a gaping mouth. The woman wore a dark, blood
stained shirt and coat, along with tattered trousers.
"Bend over that table there." Cleo told it, pointing to a desk nearby.
They did as instructed, laying herself atop the teachers table and waiting with
their rear end showing. Cleo moved away from Amanda and headed over to the
zombie. Once she was close, she shredded off her trousers and panties with her
claws. Her grey pussy was shown to Amanda whom looked at it with hunger in her
eyes.
"I'll let you fuck other undead, but only with my permission, understood?" Cleo
told her.
"Y-Yes." Answered Amanda without thinking, as she took position behind the
zombie.
Her cock poked out the skirt, with it already leaking out precum. She wasn't
fully in control of herself, but was more aware than usual as she went behind
the groaning woman. Here she pressed her hot dick at the cold lips of the
undead. They only groaned in response, neither telling her off nor encouraging
her to go ahead.
Amanda began to rub her dick up and down the woman's cold pussy. She hissed at
the touch of her labia against her glands, this was the first time she'll be
entering someone. At least being conscious about it, though she can feel the
primal heat in the back of her mind. But she was in control, more so than last
time.
So she gently eased herself inside the corpse. Her mouth letting out a pleased
sigh as she entered into the cold valley of the dead woman's birth canal. It
was tight, devoid of warmth normally associated by a human body. Yet that
didn't disturb nor distract Amanda, as she pushed herself fully inside.
"Oh my God." She groaned as she was right inside.
A laugh was heard behind her. "First time entering someone?"
There a short pause as Amanda debated a response. "Yeah." She lied.
"Well princess, that feeling your experiencing? That's what I fealt the first
time I entered you." Cleo smiled from behind.
Amanda blushed and was thankful Cleo couldn't see her face. So instead she
focused on slating her own lust and started to move her hips. She moaned as she
dragged her dick back and then slid it back inside. This feeling of pleasure
was completely foreign to her. As she had been the receiving over giving, and
it felt good to have changed that.
She was slow and gentle in her strokes. Her hips did the work as she thrusted
slowly at first to get used to the idea of being on top. Then she started to
quicken slightly, experimenting with slow, fast, and hard thrusts into the
zombies pussy. Amanda was quickly growing rather attached to the idea of being
the dominant partner, something which Cleo was starting to take notice of.
Cleo had moved around, to get a better angle of her Princesses dick moving in
and out. But she seen a look on her face and gleem in her eyes. A look only
reserved for a Queen, not her little Princess, she needed her meek and
obedient. Amanda was only here, to be her Brood Wife.
So she moved quickly behind her and fished out her cock. Her balls were also
thrown out the front of her trousers as well and she threw up Amanda's skirt,
to their chagrin.
"Cleo! What the hell!?" She shouted in alarm, then stilled as a growl arose
from her Queen.
"I've been watching you fuck her." They said pressing their erection at her
pussy, as they laid atop her back. "I need you, I want you."
Then she thrusted inside, roughly and quickly. That made Amanda's hips buck
forwards in shock, and sent her own cock inside the zombie again. Then Cleo
began to pound her from behind, her hard rough thrusts making Amanda fuck the
zombie in front. She felt overwhelmed as the cock in her pussy plunged inside
deeply, just as her own cock penetrated into the woman.
Cleo's hard thrusts and panting, possessive breathes were to much for her. And
soon she came inside the zombie, creaming their inner walls and womb with her
seed. The thought of making them pregnant hadn't crossed her mind, instead she
felt herself feeling vulnerable as she came. Her knees shook and would've gave
out if not for the raft she laid atop the zombie. Cleo was pressed above her,
licking her neck and earlobe to her dismay as she felt the pointed tongue enter
instead.
It felt gross, but there was a sense of sick pleasure at the Queen's intrusion.
Though it was her own pussy that experiencing more of it. She didn't feel tired
after coming, nor did she want Cleo to stop. Instead whimpered and mewled in
response as the Queen whispered in her ear.
"My little Princess." She nuzzled her neck. "Your going to be a great a Brood
Wife. A perfect breeder for our kingdom of the dead. I'll protect you, I'll
love you, and you'll love me in return."
Amanda couldn't answer, the words were sweet but held something sinister to
her. She didn't know what a "Brood Wife" was, but had a clear idea. That fuzzy
feeling returned and she found herself snuggling up against Cleo, whom hugged
from behind.
Her claws tearing through her shirt and blazer, then bra. Here her tits jumped
out, grey in colour but with black nipples. Cleo roughly massaged and groped
them, rubbing them in circles. Her claws bit into the skin, drying little blood
and no pain. In fact Amanda felt a tingle of pleasure at them cutting into her
flesh, which she managed to bite back a moan.
The thrusting of the Queen soon increased, her heavy balls slapping against
Amanda's rear. They hadn't been emptied in three days, so it was about time
too. She kissed the neck of her prize, her black lips upon their grey flesh,
until Amanda looked to her.
They stared at one another for a short moment, before Cleo attacked her with
their own. Her lips crashed against there's, her tongue shot into their shocked
mouth and started to wrestle. Cleo's aggressive, dominant tongue won out
against Amanda's shocked and timid one. Forced into submission and feeling her
cunt starting to ready to cum once more, Amanda broke off the kiss and said.
"N-Not, inside."
"Why?" Growled out her Queen.
"Don't... want t-to... c-chance... gett-ting p-p-pregnant." She said.
There was a short chuckle from Cleo. "It's harder for two futa to get one
another pregnant. That's why I'm starting early, I want that belly of yours
carrying my child, for the next nine months. Then after you birth them, we'll
start all over again. So shut up and accept my seed." She hissed.
And began to plough into Amanda harder. They whinnied at her hard thrusts into
them, but it didn't matter. Soon enough Cleo's balls clenched and a roar of joy
left her throat, as she came inside. Amanda followed just after, her pussy
creaming onto their cock, as she felt that steamy liquid being pumped into her
once more. She accepted the load, feeling her submissive side rear itself
again, as the cum flowed up.
Cleo grunted as her testicles emptied themselves of her semen. Then she slowly
slid out her Princess and sighed. Amanda followed along with her and sat on the
ground, as the zombie stood up and began walking away. Strands of white leaking
out their cunt.
"You ruined my clothes." Amanda groaned at her shredded blazer and shirt.
"There's literally hundreds of them in this school." Cleo replied putting her
junk away. "I'm gonna go and start our hive building. You sit here and look
through the schools stuff. I'll do all the heavy lifting, in fact I'll even get
a proper bed for us. So we can lie together and fuck properly."
"R-Right." Answered her ward, with a little hesitance.
Seeing and hearing this, Cleo pulled her into a passionate kiss, one her hands
rubbed her belly as she muttered. "Soon." To Amanda's discomfort.
Cleo then noticed the wounds on Amanda's breasts and said. "I'll have zombie
bring you up some flesh or blood. Then later on you and I will go hunting."
"Hunting?" Questioned the Princess.
"Don't worry, we're not going to hunt humans." The Queen calmed her. "We're
going to see if we can find other Strains of the Pathogen. Then we'll recruit
them, together like we should."
There was a hint of possessiveness that unnerved Amanda, but she nodded
dutifully as Cleo smiled and left her alone.
Once she was gone, Amanda looked down between her legs. White liquid leaked
out, like blood from a wound and she thought about what Cleo said. The girl
wanted her to be a mother to their children and the idea both disturbed and
pleased her. That also revolted her, to think she wanted to be made into a baby
factory for her possibly insane friend.
But, Cleo did say it was difficult for two futas to reproduce together. So
maybe she'll get bored of her before then? That thought made her whimper at the
idea of Cleo abandoning her to find another, more fertile undead. This thought
then turned into a desire to birth her mates children. Which then made her
uncomfortable once more, before she tried to distract herself.
Amanda sighed and went about finding clothes to replace her destroyed ones.
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