The Zombie Zone

The fire that consumed most of the Martha Bowen building plumed smoke into the sky. It became a monolith that represented the current crisis in the town of Hansel. First responders had yet to arrive.

Students, staff members, and visitors on the Hansel Community College campus were in one of two places. Hulled up inside locked buildings and structures, or fighting to survive in the bedlam outside. There were two factors that contributed to the horrific deaths of hundreds.

Zombies were peppered throughout the campus. They spilled from buildings, rose from the recently deceased, and swarmed anything living. A majority of the zombies killed, shredded, and ate anything they could get their hands on.

A few acted differently. More sexual. These zombies were the faster and more lively ones. Many were slightly altered to have unique or alien genitalia, or larger size and body parts. Their spread of saliva and other bodily fluids sped up the zombie takeover. Their victims went from fighting against it, to slowly giving in, and finally a full conversion after liquid discharges.

You either died a horribly painful death and rose as a mindless husk, or were forced via violation to transform into a sexual monster.

The second factor was the living. Theo's group weren't the only ones on the move. The three-leveled car port, located behind the Martha Bowen building, was the worst of it. Currently, wrecked and abandoned vehicles made the whole thing a mess. Car alarms sounded, and coupled with the screams of those found by the undead or running in fright, the port was a discordant hell.

Outside the car port, the roads and parking lots weren't any better. The jet that crashed hit a parking lot first. Most of the debris and destruction was littered there, on the road, and all in front or inside the Martha Bowen building. Hectic driving and attacked vehicles jumbled everything up. The few who escaped made it to the outskirts of Hansel, and thus, to freedom.

Survivors on the run then had to deal with locked entrances. Those inside were not too charitable with so many zombies about. Desperation and the fear of death led many to irrational action.

Theo and Autumn hid behind the open front doors of a pickup truck. The truck's previous users hightailed it out of there when they ran into a zombie. The undead exploded, and caused the truck to stall out.

The two colleagues remained as still as possible, even with the cover. Their eyes were fixed on the same thing. The same thing that scooped up the driver of the pickup truck. The same thing Autumn forewarned.

Ahead in one of the small parks, perched on a fountain's statue, was a cosmic horror, flying creature. Its bat-like wings were folded in like a cloak. Its huge talons, four on each mutated human foot, dug like daggers into the driver's clenched body. The torso and head of the thing were one unit. Theo could only compare it to something like a seal or walrus. However, its mouth and eyes were abnormally large. Pupils the size of basketballs stared down at its caught prey. A lipless, eerily-long mouth creepily smiled.

"Heeelp meee..." the driver begged, though his punctured lungs made him strain.

The aerial monster didn't react. Either it was content to watch the man bleed out, or it enjoyed toying with its prey.

Theo peered through the windshield of the truck at the sports building. They were close, but in the path of the monster. A hundred meters never felt so far.

"Are they coming yet?" Theo asked Autumn.

His friend dropped low to see under the car on his opposite side. Autumn whispered from there, "Yeah, just about. Three, two, one..."

Theo cranked the stick of the truck to neutral when Autumn reached zero. They both pushed into the doors and, thanks to the slight incline of the road, the truck rolled forward.

Autumn fell prone and scooted under the car next to the truck. Theo stayed in a squat and retreated to a college charter bus. He rounded its front corner and rejoined Hanover. Her leg didn't hold up well with all the walking, and she leaned against the bus's side.

The truck picked up speed. The thing Theo and Autumn waited for was a zombie who'd been in the way. It chased after the truck, and so did any nearby zombies. The aerial monster unfolded its cloak. Its wingspan was probably ten feet long. It flapped after the truck and left the truck driver to spill blood into the fountain water.

"Now!" Theo supported Hanover and moved. They hobbled towards the sports building, and were joined by Autumn after he shimmied out from under the car.

Others hiding in the area took advantage of the distraction and ran. Everybody seemed to have their own designated places to go. Theo didn't see anybody sprinting for their destination.

The trio arrived at the doors that lead into the basketball gymnasium. However, they were locked. Theo beat on the glass, while Autumn peered through another door.

"Nobody's inside!" Autumn told them.

"Dammit!" Theo beat the glass one more time out of frustration. He used the tip of the broken broom, too, but it barely did any damage to the pane.

"Guys..." Hanover, haggard, warned of two zombies coming their way. They were in the middle of the road. One stammered about like a classic zombie, while the other moved with better cognition. Its pants were ripped off, and its tank top dangled ajar from its slumped shoulder.

"Yahoo!" a howl came, but was immediately drowned out by the roar of a car engine. A Jeep soared down the road and nailed the zombies. The impact eviscerated them. The driver, a man who looked 40 or so, leaned his whole upper body out of the driver's side window. Either due to all the gore on the front window, or because he seemed crazy. His long, dark mane flowed behind him like a cape, and his giant grin matched his wild eyes' energy. His pearly whites shined beneath the grime that coated his face, neck, and overalls.

"Who is that?" Theo gawked. They watched the strange man barrel down the road to a split where the exit waited. He didn't take the exit, though, and instead chose the road that looped back around to the east side of campus.

"I don't know. I've never seen him before," Hanover didn't have an answer.

"We need to get inside," Autumn said with a new foreboding fear.

Though the wild man and his Jeep wiped the road of the oncoming zombies, it caught the attention of the aerial monster. Its saucer-sized eyes were locked in on Theo and company. It bounded from car top to car top in a very feline way, with only brief pauses in between.

"Theo!" Hanover cried.

Theo stabbed the window over and over. Try as he might, the glass held true. It got to this point his whole hand was numb from the impacts.

"Hit the corners!" Autumn yelled.

Theo listened and struck. Nothing. He slammed a second time. The glass shattered into hundreds of tiny pieces.

Autumn reached in and held the push bar down. He swung the door out for the others. His body flinched with each metal bending jump of the aerial monster. Theo hoisted Hanover into the gymnasium. Autumn swiveled inside and slammed the door shut. The monstrous beast slammed into the door the next moment. It frightened Autumn, and he fell backwards to the hardwood floor.

The broken glass framed only a sliver of the monster's torso. It had to be nearly twelve feet tall. It lowered its stance, and one of its huge eyes looked through. It didn't blink or breathe. The trio stared at it in frozen horror.

It moved out of frame. They heard it stomp away before flapping its wings and taking flight. Each of them released their held breaths.

"That's not a fucking zombie," Theo grumbled, his body dampened by cold sweat.

Autumn tentatively moved next to the door. He yipped and backstepped. A zombie growl came through the window, and its body met the barrier. The door rattled, and the zombies pushed, but it was locked into place.

"Okay, no dead are coming in," Autumn couldn't stop shaking.

Theo noticed Hanover's body heat was greater than before. He put the back of his hand against her forehead. Damp with sweat, it also registered a fever. Theo informed Autumn, "She's burning up."

"They have to have a first aid kit here. Let's look for that," Autumn said.

"And any survivors," Theo held out hope. He wanted to find Hank, who hadn't responded to his and Susan's texts yet.

Theo mapped the sports center out in his head. It was split into fives parts. The basketball courts were in one front corner, across from the fitness center, and the front lobby sandwiched between them. The indoor pool was ahead of the front lobby and was the exact center of the building, with the locker facilities sandwiched between those. The back corners and side rooms were for additional recreational purposes, fit to work with any program or sport. They were large studios and multipurpose rooms.

Autumn pulled out his phone. He tapped and scrolled, and reminded Theo that he couldn't quite use his. He asked, "Hey, do you have internet?"

"Yeah, it still works."

"What's the news on Hansel?"

Autumn scrolled and read as they walked. He opened articles and socials. His expression soured in the meantime. Theo asked Hanover, "Do you have your phone?"

"It was on my desk. It's probably buried at this point," Hanover said with no energy.

"I don't think the police or first responders will be here anytime soon," Autumn said. He held out his phone to show footage taken from a helicopter. It hovered over the main highway outside Hansel. The whole thing was congested. Zombies roamed about, and wreckages clogged up both sides.

"Jesus..." Hanover sighed, and Theo could feel their hope fading.

Autumn went on, "The college put out an emergency warning to stay inside and keep facilities locked."

"That explains a lot. Screws over anybody outside, or who were chased out," Theo snorted.

"Hansel is officially under a state of emergency, per the mayor," Autumn continued to rattle off facts as he discovered them.

"What about the rest of the world?" Hanover noticed the isolation.

"Hansel's the only place experiencing it. At least, that's what is being reported. Its only been about an hour," Autumn shrugged.

"Either way, it looks like we'll be on our own for a little while. At least this building isn't on fire. Let's find that first aid," Theo stayed focused. His company agreed, and they made their way to the opposite side of the gymnasium. The zombies outside continued to knock. Their growls became distant echoes.

The lobby remained pristine, aside from the furniture moved in front of the entrance doors. With the mayhem on the outside, and the locked doors, nobody pounded from the other side. Theo and Hanover moved over to one of the untouched couches. Hanover laid into the backrest, but did her best to not move her leg all too much. Autumn rushed over to the reception desk and searched.

"Anything?" Theo asked.

"The first aid kit isn't here," Autumn flipped something against the desk's counter. It sounded like a metal clip.

"Would they have one in the pool gymnasium? For drowning?"

"There should be one in each room. In case anybody is injured during practice or play," Hanover informed.

Two open archways on either side of reception led into the lockers and showers. The little signs above the archways denoted which were for men or women. If they went straight through the locker rooms, they'd enter the pool gymnasium or the side hallways.

"Let's go through," Theo nodded. Hanover took to his shoulders again, and Autumn took the lead. He entered the women's locker room, and Theo couldn't help but laugh to himself how natural Autumn acted. Considering the apocalypse, it didn't really matter at this point.

Except that it did.

Before they rounded the barrier wall that shielded the locker room from the public lobby eye, the trio heard a collection of lewd noises. Soft sighs of relief, wet slurps, and pleasurable moans. Autumn paused when it became clear, and turned with bugged eyes. Theo's mind went straight to the undead humpers. Hanover quietly detached from Theo. It allowed him and Autumn to cautiously edge closer to the corner and check where the monsters were.

A middle-aged man sat on one of the central benches. His clothes weren't removed, only consisting of jeans, the college's baseball team's purple jersey, and a matching team ballcap. However, his cock and balls were out of his unzipped pants and erect. The greys in his beard and short, curly top were one indicator of his age. Another were the slight wrinkles on his forehead and the crow's feet in the corner of his eyes. He gritted his teeth, and wasn't a zombie.

A black college student sat next to him, but her body leaned over his lap. Young -- way younger than him -- and with a stylized pageboy haircut. Her plump lips covered half of his boner, and her head bobs serviced the tip and shaft. She wore a baggy t-shirt over presumably the college one-piece swimsuit. Most of her was hidden by the shirt, but her asscheeks were huge glorious distractions that the shirt easily slipped up over. Her hips rocked throughout the blowjob. She did so gently, as to not disturb the other college student.

The second, a plump woman with a curtain of blonde, was nestled on the floor in between the man's widened legs. Her mouth suckled on his hairy, hanging balls. Her nose pressed into the base of the cock, and took in the blunt force that was his musk. The glasses she wore were knocked askew by the oral treatment. Similar to her colleague, she wore a shirt that hugged her plus size and rested atop her big buttocks.

The man was transfixed on the double blowjob, "'Atta, girls. I knew you two were a couple of freaks. All that teasing you've done really worked me up."

Name: Skyler Ashem

Height: 6'2 Weight: 189lbs Age: 46

Hair: Peppered, short, and curly

Body: Lanky, but slightly athletic

The blonde pulled away, and it dragged his low-hanging ballsack with her. Ashem bit his lower lip and glared. The suck released with a big pop and his balls bounced with saliva drenching them. The blonde smiled up at him and giggled, "I've always wanted to service the coaches while on my knees. You older ones are so hot."

Name: Neptune Bard

Height: 5'8 Weight: 182lbs Age: 18

Hair: Long, straight, blonde

Body: Plump, well-rounded

"Shit..." Ashem flinched. His cock twitched a couple of times, and his balls cinched up with each flex. The black student held still in surprise, and a small amount of cum spilled out from the corner of her mouth. Ashem steeled himself, "Ah, I came a little after that compliment. Sorry, Samantha."

"Aw! Lucky her -- I need that," Neptune pouted.

Samantha tilted up and swallowed the small amount of cum. She licked what dripped out the corner, and grinned, "Damn, teach, your cum tastes good. I don' mind."

Name: Samantha McNeal

Height: 5'2 Weight: 136lbs Age: 18

Hair: Black pageboy

Body: Average, with junk in the trunk

"Scooch, scooch," Ashem shooed Samantha. She hopped to the end of the bench they were on and made room. Ashem jerked off and used a finger to lure Neptune up, "You want my cum, baby girl? Get up here and show me that pussy. I'm going to pump it up."

Neptune made a squeal. She crawled up onto the bench and positioned herself between her bedfellows. Her ass faced Ashem, and he took a stance behind her. He tugged aside the strap of the swimsuit that covered her pussy, and revealed a moist mound that begged for attention. He wiggled his tip across her pussy, with occasional bumps and presses. The residual cum from the blowjob smeared over the slit, and made it stickier. The bulging head then split the lips and entered. Neptune let out a wispy gasp, and her upper body fell forward on the bench. Ashem dove in.

"Woah..." Autumn gawked, but barely made any noise. He didn't want to be rude.

Theo was at maximum levels of confusion, and he grumbled to himself, "What the hell is up with everybody being horny today?"

"What's going on over there? Are they the sex zombies you mentioned?" Hanover whispered.

"Ah!" Neptune cried.

Ashem performed a ten out of ten dip that hit the right spot. Her body swayed to each thrust. It rippled and shook. Ashem's eyes and hands explored the curves and softness with a deranged smirk. The man was completely taken by the thrill.

Neptune barely raised her head, "More! Give me more!"

"Wouldja quiet down, Neptune? Ya gonna get us in trouble. Here..." Samantha laid back on the rest of the bench, and positioned her groin under Neptune's face. She spread her legs like a V, and pulled her swimsuit aside to expose her own wet pussy. It puckered for Neptune's embrace. The big blonde moaned before dropping her face right onto it. Her nose smooshed the clit and her tongue ravaged the crease. Samantha deviously gawked, and guided the blonde's head with a hand. Soon, for better control, she wrapped her legs around Neptune's shoulders.

The threesome picked up pace. Ashem's thrusts were full and quaking. They nudged Neptune so hard that Samantha could feel it vibrate against her pussy. Neptune's moans were muffled and forced out. Samantha's shifting expression matched the veracity of Neptune's tongue. She leered up at their coach. The man couldn't take his eyes off her and the cunnilingus. Samantha gripped her breasts over her shirt. She groped and played with them for Skyler's entertainment and arousal. The tease made the man's thrusts more barbaric and less precise. He plowed into Neptune with wanton lust. He was on the edge.

"Coach Ashem!"

Hanover's shout reverberated like the judgement of heaven. It made the girls bolt up off the bench. Their movements flopped Ashem's cock out. It weeped like crazy from the blue balling. The juices that glazed Neptune's lips shimmered in the light. All three went wide-eyed and gawked at Hanover, who stepped out from around the corner, unbeknownst to Theo and Autumn. Regardless of her wound, she stood with her hands on her hips, disappointed and enraged.

Neptune and Samantha screamed and dashed away. They ditched the coach and struggled with adjusting their swimsuits into place. Coach Ashem didn't fend so well on his own. He stuffed his wang back into his jeans and tried to dart away, but he bumped into a locker and tumbled to the ground. He hissed in pain and pity.

"What in heaven's name are you doing with these students?!" Hanover barked.

"You're one to talk..." Theo grumbled. He stepped out to make sure Hanover didn't fall over. Autumn joined them, curious about Theo's comment. It wasn't elaborated on.

Ashem remained on the ground, baffled by the three's appearance, "What the...where did all of you come from? We just locked this place up!"

"We arrived from the science building. It's hell outside, and you're committing misconduct with the students? During an emergency?" Hanover wanted to stomp, but her leg didn't allow it. She swayed, and Theo clutched her arm to steady her.

"It's not...we...look," Ashem jumped to his feet. He adjusted his cap, groomed his hair, and tried to compose himself, "Who cares about all that? You're survivors! We should head into the pool area; everyone is gathered there. We have to know what's going on outside. Oooh, I bet you have lots to share."

The weasel appeared too nervous to stick to his sin. He nervously edged towards the back of the locker room, to the pool doors. Theo, mainly annoyed by his behavior, pointed at his crotch, "Your zipper is down."

Ashem gasped, and closed up his jeans. His expressions shifted between nervous, annoyed, angry, and a feint of kindness.

Hanover sighed, but kept the sharpened end of her tone, "How many are here?"

"Two instructors; eight students for each. That includes me and Coach Connor."

"Let's go, then. We'll discuss your behavior after we get something for my leg," Hanover took charge.