Commission Zombies Are Quiet Sexy

Zombie x f x f Vore gross filth mindbreak

Description: A Princess and her protector, a priestess, must investigate a town. It turns out to be infected with zombies and ghouls.

Tag: Princess, Priestess, zombie, vore, gross, filth, mindbreak,

"It's too quiet," Maeve said as her and Ashana approached the village. The only sound to be heard was the clinking of Maeve's plate armor as she walked.

"You always say that," Ashana said, her head on a swivel. For as many reports of occult activity and abominations in the area, there hadn't been a single sign of anything amiss since they entered the county.

"It's midday. People should be on the road. Farmers should be in the fields. Artisans at work. You ever walked around the city where you couldn't hear Gerald hammering away in his shop?"

"Maybe the village does not have a blacksmith? I don't doubt that something suspicious may be happening in the area, but you are too quick to jump to conclusions," Ashana said, the tension high between the two women. Maeve was not wrong. It was odd they hadn't encountered a single traveler, hunter or farmer in two days, but that didn't necessarily mean anything. This was a secluded region of the kingdom, and merchants didn't have good cause to frequent the area.

"It's never the wrong time to be vigilant. The reports were vague. We have no idea what is happening out here. I swore my life to protect you at all costs. I do not intend to ever break that vow."

Ashana smiled to herself. Ever since she started doing field work for the church, her own personal paladin had been assigned to her. Maeve was uptight, militant, and not quick to humor or light-heartedness. But she was thoughtful, brave, strong, and loyal. Nothing scared her. She never backed down. After a year together, Maeve began to feel like Ashana's big sister always watching over her.

"I trust in your ability, but we have seen no signs of danger yet. You're much too concerned over nothing."

"I'm concerned because there is nothing apparent to be concerned about."

The two friends entered the village proper only to find a phantom town. The stalls, fences, and houses were all maintained, but there was not a soul in sight. It was like some malignant force had disappeared them off this plane of existence. Ashana moved closer to Maeve knowing how bad of a sign this was.

"Where is everyone?" Ashana asked.

"That's what we're here to find out. Don't make any noise. Don't shout. We'll check the houses one by one. There must be a clue."

House by house and shop by stall they investigated, Ashana practically sewn to Meave's hip. Each empty building filled her with more dread. This was not the first phantom village they had ever encountered together, but it was the first one with no obvious signs of a cause.

They continued their search until they reached the church at the center of town. Unlike every other build, they church was boarded up tight. The front door was nailed shut with many boards, as were the tall windows.

"Think we found our first clue," Maeve said as she crossed the small square in town. Ashana's head constantly swiveled on the look out for danger. The pure crystal around her neck gave no sign that remnants of dark magic were nearby. No bodies and no magic only made the possibilities even more terrifying because they were impossible to imagine.

Maeve stood in front of the tall church doors and examined them for a moment. Ashana practically bumped into her she was following so close. She had the strangest sensation they were being watched, that whatever had caused this was studying them like a hawk might study the movements of a rabbit before it struck.

Maeve tried to peek into the windows, but it was too dark inside. Before Ashana could ask what to do next, Maeve spun her flail and smashed in the front door. Two more strikes, and the door was splinters. The two women waited for some horror to emerge from the church but nothing did.

"Come on," Maeve said, stepping over the broken door then holding out her hand to help Ashana in. The inside was quite dark with all the windows boarded up. Ashana waved her hand over her crystal staff head, and filled the room with a brilliant white glow. Even with her light magic, the corners of the church were as dark as night.

Not satisfied, Maeve smashed two of the windows open to let in more light. The windows revealed all the pews and furniture piled against a doorway as if to keep someone in or to keep something out.

"Hello," Maeve called out to no response. Like a war wagon, Maeve smashed through the pews until the doorway was open. No one and nothing emerged. Inside was another pile of furniture. After more destruction, Maeve revealed a cellar door. Instead of smashing it, she hesitated.

"Whatever happened here is clearly in that cellar, and you know very well it's our job to deal with whatever it is. We can't chicken out."

"I know, Maeve. This is why we're here. Let me buff you first." Ashana waved her staff, increasing Maeve's power and agility for the next several moments.

"Stay behind me, keep me healed, and we'll keep each other alive, okay?"

Before Ashana could answer, the cellar door exploded open, and a wave of ghouls poured forth. Completely caught off guard, Maeve was trampled by the horde as Ashana screamed. She hesitated between fleeing the abominations and rescuing Maeve. Soon she was caught by the menacing ghouls who moaned their horrid moans as their cold, fleshy hands fell on their bodies.

In the light of her staff, Ashana could see the flesh decaying from their faces and exposed skin. Their eyes were glazed in yellow slime, and their noxious breath made her eyes water. Wandering hands pulled at her pristine white robe, tearing it open and exposing her petite body covered by nothing more than a gauzy shift. The shift tore like parchment, exposing her small breasts and bald slit. Restrained, she could not cover her shame as the ghoulish hands fondled her smooth, pristine skin. Cold dead fingers slid inside her, and horrid corpse hands fondled her breasts. Ashana crumbled before the living nightmare.

That's when a putrid ghoul cock appeared before her face. The tip was purple, and the shaft was ashen gray. Ashana screamed as it was pushed into her mouth. It tasted like the putrefied fish the monks would ferment over months to preserve them. It was the worst thing she had ever tasted in her life.

The ghoul humped her mouth as more cocks pushed against her face like dead, rotting snakes. Ashana screamed with a mouthful of ghoul cock as maggots crawled from a urethra across her cheek. Unable to resist at all, the ghoul came in her mouth. The taste was like the spoiled mead a young monk had made incorrectly which had left the entire monastery sick for days. Ashana coughed off the cum only to find wriggling maggots on her chest in the splatter of ghoul cum.

Terror turned to tears as another cock appeared before her face. This one looked like a bit had been taken out of the head. She could see green mold growing in the missing chunk just as it slipped past her lips. The taste was like sour dough bread only infinitely worst. Her thoughts swirled as she couldn't believe what was happening to her. Naked, humiliated, violated. A severed hand massaged her slit which began to grow warm and wet. Some part of her brain was enjoying fellating men even if they were dead, like an animal part of her wanted to please themsexually.

Just before her mind broke, Maeve appeared with a battle cry, smashing the ghouls into foul sludge with her heavy flail. She grabbed Ashana in her arms and pushed for the door. Though the ghouls were quite weak, there were so many of them and only Maeve to fend them off. Ashana coughed only to realize the ghoul cock had broken off in her mouth.

"I'm going to get you out of here!" Maeve declared as she pushed for the doorway. But before they could escape, Maeve stumbled forward and was piled by ghouls. Her armor was pried from her by groping hands, revealing a powerful woman in chainmail. Maeve fought valiantly, but there were simply too many, and eventually she was exposed naked too. Her body was muscled, and her breasts were much larger than Ashana's. Ashana had never seen a naked woman before, let alone had sex.

Maeve continued the valiant fight until cold, dead heads groped her naked body, cupping her beautiful breasts, and massaging her between her legs. Fight soon turned to submission as Maeve dropped her flail and let out a moan of pleasure. Ashana could not believe it. She had never seen Maeve enjoy anything in her life, but now she was giving into these awful ghouls?

Ashana barely realized the ghouls were on her too, masturbating her and groping her butt and breasts. She let out a little moan and was fed another disgusting cock that tasted foul and unwashed. Ashana watched as Maeve was also forced to perform oral as well. The friends could only watch each other as their soft tender bodies were violated by the undead.

Then a cold, hard participle entered Ashana from behind, taking her virginity. It was cold, and stiff, and somehow wriggled inside her. Two ghouls were inside her. She was a stuffed pig on a pit, helpless between two cocks. Maeve watched, eyes wide, pleasing a cock with her mouth, but unable to intervene. Ashana felt ashamed to be seen in such a humiliating position, but the shame soon turned to arousal. She was being turned into a whore, just like the gorgeous woman she could hear moaning whenever she walked by the pleasure house. Theses ghouls were turning her into a real woman.

Ashana's fantasy was short lived though as the ghoul came in her mouth, feeding her a nest of maggots which she spit up. It felt surreal to be caught between so much lust and disgust, that these monsters could bring out a feeling she suppressed for so long.

The nightmare was only getting started though as Ashana was pulled into the ghouls lap as another ghoul entered her mouth, this one tasting of these horrid moldy cheeses from other lands. Then she found herself stroking two cold, dead cocks which felt like preserved sausages cold and stiff in her hands. She was the center of attention, sexual attention at that, something she had never experienced before.

On all fours like an animal, Maeve was fucked from behind as she watched Ashana eyes wide. Her heavy breasts swayed and bounced with every thrust. Ashana found herself jealous of Maeve's physique, wishing her body had more to offer men. Her eyes went wide as Meave's mouth and pussy were filled with bright green cum. For a moment, the cum drooled out of her holes, then she approached Ashana and planted a nasty kiss on her mouth. The taste of putrid come was unbearable, like the rotten fish mongers threw back to the sea. But the touch of Meave's lips was worth it. Quickly, her small hands found Maeve's heavy breasts and fondled them. Maeve rubbed her little nipples as the two kissed.

Ashana let out a squeal as she came on the ghoul's cock. It was the first orgasm of her life and felt like it changed everything she knew about herself. Maeve began to massage her clit as the ghoul continued to fuck her. Then another ghoul took Maeve from behind, mounting her like an animal, making her udders sway. Both girls were on all fours now, their mouths tasted like the sewers, but they were overcome by heated lust. The deepseated lust she had always felt for her big sister figure came pouring out just in time.

Maeve collapsed as the ghoul finished inside her. Braving the smell and taste, she ate her bigg sister's pussy, licking up the green cum and maggots, her mind completely gone.