Sexual Zombies [Obviously fiction!]

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Nurse Jane Goodwin was on her knees. Doctor Thyme was watching her bob up and down on him.

"Yes... oh! you're good!"

Both scientists were in the broom closet, working each other up. The nurse had opened her blouse, exposing an ample cleavage. She didn't usually wear bras. The two of them had waited a few hours before allowing their passion to submerge them. Now, the good nurse was indulding her partner by giving him the best blowjob she had ever done.

"Oh! God! Don't stop!"

Nurse Goodwin had been thinking of the doctor's manhood ever since she had left the observation room that overlooked Jessica's chamber. As for the doctor, he was used to being turned on, but it was nice to actually be able to have something done about it. The good doctor sensed himself ready to come. Moments before he released, he gasped for air.

"Oh!... Jessica!"

He realized the name he had just pronounced, but by then he was too late. He shot his load straight into the nurse's mouth. She greedily swallowed everything up, licking him a while longer before pulling away.

"Did you call out my name at the end?"

She hadn't heard. Doctor Thyme felt more secure.

"Yeah... you were wonderful."

They kissed. But in his mind, doctor Thyme thought only of the still moving pregnant cadaver in their lab. He would have been surprised to know that his lover, nurse Goodwin, also had her mind focused on the same idea.

Meanwhile, back in the lavatory, the older doctor Roberge shot his load onto the mirror. This had become his daily routine, ever since he started working with Jessica21, as he called. He had come to accept that this entity had some kind of sexual influence on him, and as long as he allowed himself a release once per day (sometimes more), he would be fine.

He wiped the mirror, exited the lavatory and returned to his work. This new mystery fascinated him. How could a creature made of undead flesh first, harbor a living human being and second, sustain it when it was inside it despite all the efforts the scientists made to kill it? The baby she wore was human, yes, but it must have been more... more than human. And that was where the mystery existed.

Doctor Roberge had a theory, and if so, it would revolutionize not only modern science but every conception between life and death. But for it to work, he needed a sample. And the only way to get one was to enter the subject's chamber. Normally, he would for doctor Thyme, but ever since that new nurse had come in, doctor Thyme was always trying to find excuses to shirk his duties. Never mind him; doctor Roberge would get the sample on his own.

He went into the decontamination room and climbed into the isolation suit. He retrieved the syringe he would need for the extraction and activate the elevator which took him to the chamber level. From there, he opened the security locks, careful to seal them behind him of course. He entered the room where the subject, Jessica21, lay resting, tied to the bed by the strongest substances known to man.

One quick syringe inside her belly and the job would be done. Yet, doctor Roberge could not look away. He made his move towards the body, only to find that something was happening, something completely unexpected. As he neared the naked figure, he saw the lumps of decaying flesh regenerating under his very eyes, the necrotic tissue being eaten away by a new flesh.

In mere moments, he did not have a zombie woman before him but the most beautiful human being he had ever seen, her round belly full of life and almost ready to give birth.

At that moment, doctor Roberge knew he had made a mistake. But it was too late. His isolation suit could no longer protect him from the supernatural effect of the new creature in front of him.

That would be his undoing.

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The intervention team made its way into the main hall. Five hours earlier, a containment breach had been reported in the top secret laboratory. Now, the elite army team had broken into the compound, ready to eradicate whatever threat came upon them.

There were five of them. Lieutenant-Colonel Tom Ellis, specialist in highly sensitive operations and field leader; Major Julia Bergen, second in command and tactical operations; Major Greenfield Jones, explosives and weaponry specialist; Major Connor Baker, scientific consultant; and Major Laura Carpenter, communications officer. This was not their first outing. They had been part of the containment team that had swept into New Mexico and cleaned the place up after the incidents of two years ago. Now, they were again going into the demon's lair.

"I don't see why we can't nuke the place."

Major Jones was a pratical man. But Ellis understood politics.

"There's some very important information the government wants to retrieve. We get the information and the samples, and we get out."
"And if we encounter resistance?"

Despite being the youngest at 25, Laura Carpenter knew her stuff. Bergen provided the answer.

"Kill everything that's not living."

The group proceeded into the hall, their proximity sensors on high alert. As they turned a corner, Baker saw movement from the corner of his eye and opened fire. Bits of flesh tore themselves from the undead body of doctor Roberge, splattering his guts across the floor. As the gunfire stopped, moans were heard elsewhere in the complex.

"This place has been contaminated, it's confirmed."
"I can't reach the surface!" Carpenter cried out.
"These buildings are too damn old. We keep moving."

Ellis was not one for long debates.

"We know twenty-two people were inside the building. If one has been compromised, we must assume that they've all been compromised. Terminate everyone."

It was not an easy decision to make, but so far, no one had come up with a solution to revert the zombie status. The team proceeded down the hall very carefully, opening fire only when necessary, taking down the zombies before they could get to them and keeping a head count. They got up to nine killed before coming to an impass: the elevator was shut down because of the emergency and they needed to get to the lower level. Baker hardwired the control for the stairwell and opened the door, when suddenly a zombie jumped into his face and tried to bite into him. Fortunately, he only bit into the suit of armor, tearing a chunk off it.

A blast burst open the zombie's head, bringing the count to ten. Jones returned his handgun to its holster.

"Next time, be more careful, will you?"

They proceeded down the stairs, taking down two other zombies as they made their way towards the archives. Again, Baker hardwired the door, but this time made sure he would not be surprised. No one was there. Carpenter moved to the computers and started downloading the information they were asked to recover. Jones covered her flank.

In the hall, Bergen and Ellis shot down three of the approaching undead.

"Fifteen."

From inside the room, Carpenter's voice came through.

"Done. Samples now."

That was Baker's job, in another part of the complex. The team headed down the corridor, encountering no resistance and no difficulty as they progressed to the storage room. They opened it, took down the zombie hiding inside it and then realized it had been ransacked. But Baker was stunned.

"Somebody took something out of here..."

In the corridor, a blood trail led away from the door. The team cautiously made their way tracking it to a closed door, leading into a research lab. Baker, his flanks covered by Carpenter and Ellis, while Jones and Bergen kept watch over the corridor, opened the door.

Inside the research lab, the team witnessed the most amazing sight they had ever seen, and something utterly unexpected. In the room, there was a young woman, the most beautiful creature they had ever seen, and she was cradling a beautiful baby in her arms. The team members raised their weapons towards the woman but couldn't fire.

Captain Ellis felt his entire willpower being sapped away, as his penis rose to the occasion. Baker was not faring any better; as for Carpenter, she felt her nipples stiffen and her sex become moist. The unnatural hormones as much as the unearthly sight was having its usual effect.

It took a moment for Jones and Bergen to look into the room; by that time, it was too late for them as well.

[molten man]

excelellent writing!!!

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[Hi... Just had some inspiration and two hours to kill so I thought I'd indulge my readers a little. Hope you enjoy.]

Official Report of the Hyacinth Complex Incident
C.O. General Blake Mortimer

When the inspection team finally made its way into the complex, several hours after the intervention unit was reported missing, they did not know what to find.

The first thing they identified were the slain bodies of the zombies; all the employees were accounted for, but it was obvious that the subject Jessica had vanished from the premises, though no one knew why. Her restraints were not broken, so it was assumed someone had freed her. They found the drained and mummified decaying body of doctor Roberge next to the bed; there were signs of sexual activity from his cadaver, which was not inconsistent with previous incidents involving zombies from that type.

The most astonishing surprise was the discovery of the intervention team, still alive (though some were injured in various ways), albeit in a state of shock. It took a while for the team to reconstitute the events, but from the physical evidence and testimony of the survivors, they managed to reconstruct the scene.

Connor Baker, scientific consultant, had been the first to enter the room. He had spotted the subject Jessica, but somehow her physical appearance and some sort of chemical compound that seeped through the sealed suits of the members of the team overwhelmed the scientist's mind. He froze in his tracks, and his body began displaying immediate signs of sexual arousal.

The communications officer Laura Carpenter and team leader Tom Ellis tried to raise their weapons and fire at the female figure holding a child, but whatever affected them overpowered their instinct for self-defense. They lowered their weapons.

It is known that the other two members of the team, Julia Bergen and Greenfield Jones were also taken over upon entering the room to investigate the silence of their colleagues.

The team members first started removing their suits, and then methodically started to remove their uniforms as well. It did not take long for everyone of them to get naked, at which time they proceeded to have intercourse between them.

It should be noted that, according, to their profiles, none of the candidates for the intervention were prone to sexual promiscuity, nor were any of them homosexual or bisexual. For the sake of completeness, we will include the details of their sexual encounter.

Baker first moved towards the subject Jessica; she spread her legs and he dove right into her sexual. From the samples gathered from his mouth, we can tell that the subject carried with her a variant of the zombie plague first identified in the New Mexico incident; it is still unclear how the mutation prevents the flesh from decaying but the samples have been sent to the Nevada laboratories. After performing oral sex on Jessica, Baker then proceeded to penetrate her as she lay on her back on the table, still holding on to the baby.

Meanwhile, Ellis started to make out with his second in command, Julia; she performed oral sex on him for a while, then they switched roles and he performed oral sex on her. From their statements, a part of them fought these urges but they were overwhelmed and could do nothing but act on it. (Side note: Julia told her therapist that she experienced multiple orgasms during the incident, more frequent than humanly possible. Blood tests revealed nothing in her organism so it is suspected it is a side effect of the toxins released in the air by the subject Jessica.)

Greenfield and Laura proceeded to have intercourse, with Laura getting on all fours while Greenfield mounted her from behind. Greenfield ejaculated into Laura; samples collected later showed he had indeed impregnated her, even if she was not ovulating at the time the mission started; it is suspected that somehow the toxins made her ovulate at the start of intercourse and sped up the reproductive process.

Once Baker had himself ejaculated into the subject Jessica, he collapsed for several minutes. We believe the subject Jessica is collecting biological samples inside her womb, but the exact ramifications are still unclear. Ellis was drawn to Jessica and proceeded to penetrate her in the same fashion; meanwhile, having lost her partner, Julia moved towards Greenfield and Laura and, placing her sex near Laura's head, proceeded to have her perform oral sex on her. Greenfield then penetrated Julia while Julia performed oral sex on Laura.

It is known then that Baker recovered his senses and proceeded to get behind Greenfield and performed anal penetration on him. (Sidenote: it is intriguing to say that Greenfield, despite the incident, had since developed a taste for that kind of sexual relationship, but he is not traumatized by it.) We know that Greenfield did not ejaculate inside Julia.

Ellis ejaculated inside Jessica and then collapsed. Jessica then laid the child on the table (it was apparently sleeping through the ordeal) and proceeded to perform manual stimulation on both Laura and Julia, while being rear-mounted by Greenfield, who finally ejaculated into her as well.

Jessica then had Julia and Laura perform oral sex on her, while she performed oral sex on the three men.

All five members of the intervention team eventually collapsed from exhaustion. It is believed that the excessive physical activity tired them. They were found unconscious and naked by the inspection team and rushed to the medical and scientific facility for treatment, decontamination and analysis. All five members now show an increased sexual drive, which cannot be medically controlled, though they show no biological signs of the contamination. They are currently being kept under observation.

As for the creature Jessica and the child she was carrying, the inspection team believes that she could have escaped because of the blackout caused by a power surge in the complex. She is considered highly dangerous and a top priority for the government. She may not carry the zombie plague in its initial form, but she surely represents a threat to the American way of life.

I only pray we find her in time. So far, the scientists are still trying to understand the mutation she has suffered. It could be that this new strain of the virus may be even more potent that the initial strain, as it may be carried airborne.

I pray to God we find her in time.

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Laura Carpenter has never fully recovered from her ordeal. She has spent three years under careful examination, from medical personnel, psychologists, psychiatrists. She has been secluded from everyone she ever knew and relocated to a small town in Missouri. It took a while for Laura to adapt to her new life, but after two additional years, she has finally managed to reintegrate the community, to some extent at least.

Today, the patrons at the bar are packed. The show is intense and the girls are into it. Laura Carpenter uses the pseudonym Vampira, and in her leather corset that hides practically nothing, she makes the show for everyone. She dances on the pole and on the stage, then proceeds to masturbate to completion for the onlookers. Tonight, she's using a toy. She slides it in and out repeatedly, completely oblivious to the cheers of the onlookers. None of them know the ordeals she has gone through. This is her only refuge. For the two years she's been here, she has been unable to hold on to a relationship; once she sleeps with a man, she cannot stand him anymore. She has tried many of her patrons, many out-of-towners as well. The pay is good, and the sex is better. Laura had only had one sexual encounter prior to her ordeal in the Hyacinth Complex. She can barely keep count anymore. She's even had experiences with some of her fellow dancers; she once had one of them mount her on the stage with a strap-on.

Once her show is over, once she reaches climax, she gets up, bows to the crowd and retreats back stage, where the demons come back to haunt her. She teases herself to bide her time until her next show.

"Damn girl, don't you ever get tired of doing that?"

Her stage name is Cherry. She wears a red riding hood costume; Laura imagines herself as the big bad wolf, eating her...

"No. I'm insatiable... want to help me?"

Cherry laughs.

"Can't honey. Show to do. Besides, you have the situation well in-hand."

Both girls laugh. Cherry climbs on stage, leaving Laura to her devices. She loses herself in the moment again, allowing another orgasm to overtake her. Sometimes, she can make herself come ten or twelve times in a row. This feels like one of those nights. This is only her third set of the evening. She still has at least five more planned, and who knows how many encores... and then possibly private shows, if she's lucky. She wants a cock right now.

All of a sudden, a scream from the other room brings Laura to her senses. She rushes to the drapes and peers in. A creature has leapt on stage and has started biting into Cherry's leg, drawing blood.

"No! Not again!..."

But Laura's mind is gone, shattered by the memories resurfacing. She falls into a catatonic state...

She awakens much later, still alive apparently. She is lying naked in the middle of the stage, on her back. She tastes blood in her mouth but can't tell where it's from. She hears the familiar hum of the undead prancing about the room. She stares. Hundreds of them are gathered. She is alive, but they are not attacking her. They are not trying to feed on her. Instead, they stare at her, waiting, wanting.

Laura's mind first goes to her own body, her own sexual urges resurfacing. Her eyes wander to the bodies made of decaying flesh; she notices the moist lips, the wet vaginas of the women, the erect shafts of the men. She stares, bewildered at the excitement the situation provides her. Slowly, two male zombies make their way up on the stage. Their tattered blood-soaked clothes fall off, revealing hard shafts of dark gray flesh. Instinctively, Laura grabs one zombie's member, while she places her mouth over the other and starts sucking on it. Another zombie climbs onto the stage; Laura positions herself so the zombie can penetrate her wet sex. As one zombie shoots its unnatural load inside Laura's mouth and she swallows it, the creature collapses to the floor, breaking apart, drying up, leaving nothing but dust. A female zombie makes its way towards Laura, setting itself on its rotting behind, exposing its glistening sex to Laura. She dives into it.

The other two male zombies both come; one shoots his dark stained load into Laura's hair; the other fills her pussy with his unearthly seed. Both zombies collapse into dust, as did the previous one, and two other zombies move up to take their place, to fuck Laura senseless, release their juices and experience the orgasm, only to collapse into dust.

Laura looks on at the hundreds of zombies gathered in the club, waiting their turn, and realizes there are hundreds more outside, trying to get in. Yet she doesn't mind - she revels in the sensations these undead corpses are providing her.

Soon, Laura is too engrossed to understand what is happening, as she begins to fuck into oblivion every single zombie in the vicinity.

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Doctor Vincent Marshall puts down the naughty magazine and wipes the semen that shot across his desk. Things haven't been so good for him since he moved here. This is his time. As he reconnects his phone line, he sees that he received a message from his colleague, doctor Renton. How he longs to fuck her, but she won't let him near. The message is for him to meet her in the main lab. He pulls his pants up, disposes of the tissue and makes his way there.

As he opens the door, he is stunned by the sight; she is sitting at the edge of the table, legs apart, no panties, sliding a plastic test tube inside her pussy, experiencing much pleasure from it.

"I know what it is..."

She screams the words as she orgasms. Doctor Marshall is too stunned to react or join her. He simply stares as she pulls the plastic tube from her vagina and recomposes herself.

"Doctor, what are you?..."
"It's a vaccine, Vince."
"A what?"
"A vaccine. That's what Jessica's body was producing. It attacks the virus that creates the mutation; the sexual stimulation is a side effect, nothing more."
"A cure?"
"Yes... anyone inoculated with it can't contract the disease. Not only that, but their own reproductive fluids can attack the zombie's metabolism, breaking down their DNA structure..."
"That's great."
"It's not perfect, mind you. It only affects certain people..."
"That's why Jessica was collecting genetic material. She is adapting the virus to each genetic material. That's why she's having intercourse with everyone in her path."
"This calls for a celebration."

Doctor Renton leans in and kisses doctor Marshall. He seems surprised.

"I thought you didn't love me."
"Just because I don't love you doesn't mean I don't want to fuck you. Besides, we need to get you inoculated..."

Doctor Marshall smiles. Things are definitely looking up now!...

[THE END]

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I hope everyone enjoyed this little foray into the horror genre. It was fun to write. Don't expect a sequel, though.

[Jarvis]

I found it VERY interesting. I'd say you definitely met the challenge of incorporating zombies into a sexual story. Bravo!

Now that you met the challenge, you'll have to let us know what revenge you set out on the challenger!

[molten man]

nice story!! I long for more!!

[Male Master]

Very enjoyable story! Thanks!

[firebat180]

As weird and creepy the story was, I think you did an awesome job, no wonder why you won 2008 writing award, if the stories you write thise year are half as good as this one, you´ll win 2009 too.