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    djinbu

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    Jill had never stood a chance. She had escaped countless undead by simply running or hiding. Their slow wits and dead senses made using any ammo on them a waste Even in the event that she had to get by them, any basic tool would work; a hammer, a wrench, a crow bar, and one was dispatched with a simple knife to the eye. Hell, the infected had mostly just been more of an annoyance or inconvenience ever since the shock of the event wore off. Hell, she had even joked as she eliminated a few and even lead a few in circles for her own amusement.

    Her frivolity, however, would gain her some attention as the horde moved towards the sound of her laughter. Hundreds of undead moved toward the sounds of her laughing; more than she realized had been around. Perhaps because the undead did nothing other than wander. Or perhaps they were led here in another manner; it didn't matter. What mattered is that she had been pushed down the streets by superior numbers. She had been led into a building she hadn't caught the name of. Luckily, the building was easy to secure. It had a door with several latches and locks which could hold off the advancing horde who pounded in futility on the walls and door begging her to return, but she would not. She would enjoy that breath of relief with just a chuckle and a minor awareness that, maybe, she had gotten a little careless in her fun.

    Her breath of relief did not last long, though. It was immediately taken by the sound of a growl behind her. She turned slowly, hand reaching for her pistol, and found multiple dogs, some of which had already been at least a partial meal, greeting her, not just with fangs and hostility, but long, thick red slabs of meat hanging below them. Anxiety spiked at this site and she fired three rounds into multiple dogs, hoping that would scare them off before she sprinted for a closed door on the other side of the room. Only one of the dogs fell from the burst, and none of them seemed detered - but more shocking than any of that is that they moved with more speed than any of the undead out there. Jill had never anticipated that whatever was happening here might affect animals differently, and in her sadistic enjoyment of the mostly non-threat of undead, she had never bothered to think too much on the exceptions and unknowns.

    Jill barely made it to the door before the dogs got hold of her from behind. Her skirt was off without her realizing it. She hit the ground hard on her chest, unsure of how she even got there. She tried to get up to run, but her chest was forced back down with immense strength. She tried to struggle, but the strength of the beast behind her forbade her freedom. She hadn't even realized she had been stripped until she felt something prod against her tight cunt. Horror filled her mind as she begged an absent god that her clothing would protect her, but the absent god had allowed her cunt to be provided practically in a dog bowl without her knowledge or consent. And with only a bit of prodding and convincing, her hole opened up to allow the beast inside her. She gasped in both disgust and surprise as the beast's member practically stretched every ounce of her insides, only to surprise her even more when his knot sunk into her, establishing that she could, albeit painfully, take more. Another of the beasts took advantage of her open mouth and sunk his member into her, forcing it down her throat with no regard for her protests. She tried to bite, but the sheer size and girth would deny her any real pressure as the beast moved his disgusting, hot, engorged member in and out of her throat like it was nothing more than a flesh light that smelled of spoiled meat and tasted of salty sweat.

    For thirty minutes, they used Jill as nothing more than a fuck toy, filling her continuously as she choked for breath and hope; neither of which would come with anything more than enough to barely sustain itself. Until, finally, the two shoved themselves as deep as they could in their chosen hole and holding themselves there as they poured what Jill could only assume was gallons of cum into her. Luckily, the dog using her mouth was blowing his load right into her stomach, so she couldn't taste the fluid that was so thick she could literally feel it slide down in a sticky manner and finally hit her stomach with the density of a lead weight. On the other end, she knew her entire uterus had been filled and felt it building pressure inside her between the canine's member so thick it made a seal in her even NASA would be envious of. But soon the pressure grew too much - long after it had grown painful, but cum came pouring from the seal of her cunt and the dog, and hit the floor between her knees with loud clops even as the dogs both kept filling her.

    Ten minutes of the dogs filling her with the viscous goo, finally they retrieved their knots from her with little concern for her cries of agony as they literally ripped them from her. The one in her mouth was even decent enough to leave her a taste of this salty, thick goop that coated her tongue like cold molasses, but with the heat of a ghost pepper. She tried to spit it out; she tried to swallow it, she tried everything, but the stuff was so thick and sticky, she might as well have been trying to choke down a quart of peanut butter without a drink.

    Thankful this humiliating and disgusting event had finally ended without them trying to eat her as the undead outside had done to each other, Jill gained the motivation and ambition to get up, only to find more dogs ready for their turn. Perhaps it was the infection converting her. Perhaps it was survival instinct. Perhaps she was just a slut now. But she presented herself to the wanting pack and allowed them to use her. One after another. Until finally she was nothing but a pack bitch; a prized possession of the undead dogs. A trophy of their victory. And she hoped that whatever changed them would allow her to carry their babies.

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