Desperate screams morphed into ecstatic cries. An orgy of men and women—zombies and humans—writhed before Ada. She watched in delighted glee as her minions went to work, spreading the infection.
The urge to help the efforts flitted through her, yet she didn't. It would be easy for her to overpower or manipulate anyone into her fucking them, but the idea didn't excite her.
Ada's eyes passed over all the mass of bodies, focusing on the undead's cocks. A shiver ran down her spine. The only thing she desired, craved, was the very thing that infected her, but that would only bar progress.
She shuddered at the thought of what it felt like to be filled with zombie cum. Nothing else came close.
Many of the human males were well-endowed, but they did nothing for Ada. All she yearned for was getting dicked down by her mindless drones.
Perhaps they had broken her mind or maybe she realized something about herself, but the notion of fucking a non-infected man disgusted her. She wanted to spread the joys of undead sex, but she didn't wish to be the one to do it.
The other women Ada turned didn't appear to have the same hang-up. They went about their work, joining their male counterparts in ravishing humans no matter who they were. Also, their minds deteriorated. While Ada held on to most of her faculties, with a little added twist, they only aimed to mate. She still maintained who she was.
Several ladies screamed in bliss as their partners burst inside of them, flooding them with mind-and-body-altering seed. Heat rushed between Ada's legs, and she rubbed them together. She stood naked as they were despite her role of non-participation. Arousal trailed down her thigh at the thought of the zombies doing what they did to the others to her.
Ada didn't understand why she was different. Her hand slipped down the front of her, and her fingers parted her drenched folds. A gasp escaped her as she pushed one, then two, digits inside herself. Perhaps all these years of being around these creatures and the various chemicals that made them or healed her changed her biological makeup.
Fingertips pressed to Ada's g-spot, and she moaned, loud and throaty. She needed to test her hypothesis. If her line of work did indeed cause this shift, she would have to capture another woman that experienced what she has and make her horde fuck them. Turning would prove her wrong while becoming like her would give her an ally.
While spreading the infection as Ada had was fun and thrilling, it would be slow work. She required someone who could explain the phenomenon and maybe come up with a way to speed it up. The only woman she knew of with any kind of medical background was Rebecca Chambers. Ada grinned. It would be easy isolating and infecting the poor girl.
Tightness coiled around Ada's fingers as she continued to pump in and out of her pussy. Once she got off and cleared her addled mind, she would plan her trap. Several groans surrounded her, and a fresh batch of zombified men circled her. Their ragging cocks stood tall, demanding attention. A shudder ran through her. Her new toy could wait.
Heavy breaths echoed off the tight, narrow walls. Rebecca dragged herself down the hallway, exhausted and in shock. Her left pant leg had been ripped to shreds. She had thought she put it all behind her after the incident, but it appeared that no matter what she did, it would catch back up with her.
Groans carried on in the distance, getting closer. Rebecca increased her pace. She couldn't believe she had made it out of there without a scratch. Any other time she had encountered zombies, they would have ripped her limb from limb. Instead, they seemed intent only on tearing her clothes from her body. Either way, she didn't want whatever they had in store for her.
Rebecca clicked the button on her firearm, and the magazine slid out. Only three more bullets. After everything she had been through, she always kept a gun on her. That didn't, however, equate to always having enough ammo. She cursed under her breath and popped the mag back in. A quick inhale. She could do this.
The incessant noises of her closing pursuers drove Rebecca on. She didn't want to sprint down the hall in case there were more ahead she might alert or run into. How had so many invaded the place without anyone noticing? She grit her teeth. As much as she wanted to try and find the others to save them, she needed to escape danger first.
"H-help," a feminine voice caught Rebecca's ears.
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