my bff (its NOT ME) told me she haz fantasys baout zombeys. she waches zomby movies n touches herself wile she thinks about zombeys ataking her, rapeing her and eating her flesh until she dyes.

is this normal 2 think about? shuld thots liek this make me, er, her great times?

nah, thats normal

Ima a zomby. Rawr. Want pix?

I LUV NEKRPHILIA !!!!!11

Taco Posted:

Ima a zomby. Rawr. Want pix?

YES PLZ! i mean, ill send them onto her. LOLZ

RAVENPUPPY Posted:

I LOEV NECRFPHIIA!!!11!!!1!1 (GR345ATE)

LOLZ u luv it dubbles. u n my frend shuld talk sumtime. LOL!!!!!! Log in to see images!

The zombie gripped his fingers under the front edges of Lara’s shorts and yanked at them. The bumon snapped open and the zipper was quickly unzipped. From there, the zombie continued yanking, and Lara’s shorts were soon pulled down the length of her long, sexy legs. He then brought his hands back up and tried to pull her black, cotton panties down, too, but they got tangled up while they were still high on her thighs. The zombie fumbled with the panties for a short time, then simply tore them apart.

Now Lara was as naked as the zombie, with the exception of her boots, socks, and her shorts, which were pushed down around her ankles at the tops of her boots. The zombie began crawling on top of Lara’s prone form. Knowing the chances of escape and survival were dreadfully bleak, Lara thought that a reflection of how she had come to this point was appropriate.

That very morning, Lara had received a request from the Umbrella Corporation. They had asked her to break into one of their own facilities and steal several vials of different chemicals. Apparently, there had been an accident at the laboratory and all the employees had been transformed into zombies and also other more dangerous creatures had been released. Umbrella was ready to firebomb the entire place, but they needed the vials before they could. Lara didn’t like the idea of doing a job for a company that would put their own employees at such a risk, but the large amount of money they were willing to pay put her morals in the back seat.

Now she was going to pay for that lack of morals with her life. But even that wasn’t going to be as cut and dry as simply having a zombie tear her throat out. She was going to be humiliated and raped by the corpse first. As if to drive this fact into her head with complete certainty, the zombie plunged his rock hard male reproductive organ into Lara’s tight woman's genitals. She arched her back and let out a scream as the zombie drove deeper and deeper into her. It filled her up completely and then began humping, pulling out and driving back in ferociously. Lara’s tight woman's genitals and the zombie’s very long, thick rod caused her a lot of pain, but at the same time pleasure.

Tired of using its hands, the zombie began to move its head down to Lara’s gut to eat more. As it did, a gunshot sounded and the zombie’s head exploded, sending brains and skull chips flying in all directions. From the doorway of the lab stood Albert Wesker. He was holding a smoking Magnum in one hand and tucking the vials into a pouch with the other. His eyes observed the scene from behind his dark aviator sunglbumes. It was a pity that Lara hadn’t made it. Wesker had been looking forward to spending some time with her after the mission. He considered an idea for a few moments, then headed towards the table.

Wesker unbuckled his pants and pulled the dead zombie off of the young woman’s corpse. He turned Lara over and hung her rear over the edge of the table, her limp legs dangling. He spread her cheeks to get a good aim at her woman's genitals from behind and pulled out his erect male reproductive organ. He positioned himself, and thrust forward. Wesker was lucky, her body hadn’t even finished cooling. As he pushed back and forth into her, he could see blood pooling around her stomach. Knowing he didn’t have long to waste, he picked up speed and quickly shot his own load into her to mix with the zombie’s.

Just as he was pulling out, Lara let out a moan and her body began to move again. She lifted her head up, her eyes milky. Even though the majority of her stomach was eaten, she felt a hunger forming. All of her humanity was gone, and all she knew now was that she wanted flesh. Wesker drew his Magnum again and put it to the back of undead Lara’s head. Her eyes narrowed in confusion as she felt something pressed against her skull. Then Wesker pulled the trigger and the front of Lara’s head exploded, once again showering the room with gore. What was left of Lara’s head fell back to the table, and she didn’t move again, except for the occasional death twitch.

Wesker did his pants back up and left the lab, hoping to make it out of the Spencer estate. He wondered if he would come across any of the female S.T.A.R.S. in a similar position. He smiled, cruelly. He hoped so, especially that Rebecca. She had a nice bum.

The End.

my bff luved it. i watched her great times as i red it allowed to her.

what colour does a zombie-chick-nipple have anyways ? green ? do they taste like spinach ? ... think if u try to usck em u should take care note to rip em off cause rotten tit is ript quite easily

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nope cant ask her right, she still has a hangover because she was out with ur DAD last night.

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