8 Chapter 2 - The RPD - GAMEOVER - RPD is Closed Today

*Warning, this chapter maybe disturbing for some readers.*

*Contains pregnancy*

"The police station..! Almost there..." Claire says to herself as she finally leaves behind the stairs and the rest of the nightmare filled horror behind her. She jogs past the cascade of empty cars. Luckily for her, there was a narrow clearing for her. She freezes in her tracks as a fat man sloppily staggers across the clearing. He disappears into the rows of cars unseen again. Claire drops her gun to her side and continues down the clearing until she sees a bus filled with more crazed men. One of them catches a whiff of her scent and begins clawing his way out of the window. She quickly turns the corner to find multiple people scattered around the entrance of the RPD. She makes a break for it, running past them all. As soon as she pushes against the metal gates, she slams into the gate and stumbles backwards. She quickly recovers and attempts to open the gate once more, rattling it like a mad man.

"Fuck!" She kicks the gate with all her might, but it does not give. The sound of zombies roaring behind her grows louder and when she does turn around, its already too late. A group of male zombies collapse onto her, pushing her onto the gate. The gate creeks at the sudden mass pushing against it, but the metal lock stands firm. Claire lets out a painful yelp as the bars on the gate digs into her skin. The zombies quickly claw at her clothing, shredding them to pieces of fabric that falls to the ground like withering leaves. One of them reaches for her crotch and tears open a hole in her tight jeans, exposing her panties to the now gathered horde.

Claire tries to squirm her way out, but they grip her by the head and force her harder against the gate. She tries to kick them away, but they grab her legs and spread them apart. She tries to scream for help, but they moan at her, laughing at her futile attempts to break from their grasp. It was over for her. They were going to kill her. But then she sees something she wishes she never saw. She wishes that her fate is not the same as that. No... That is worse than death itself. Claire's eyes freeze in horror as they soak in every single detail. There besides a bus lies a female human... or what was a female human. Her stomach bloated to inhuman proportions while white goop floods out from her nether. Black infected veins from her lower half trails up her body all the way up to her neck. Her eyes is dull as she lays there dead... no... she is alive. Her body was just abused by the monsters that she just lays there motionless, hopeless to whatever fate has planned for her.

Claire is too terrified to react... no... comprehend what the hell she is seeing in front of her. Her body is petrified with dread and does not even register the zombies around drooling all over her partially exposed body. Its only when one of them pushes his throbbing infected member inside of her that she finally comprehends what has happened to that girl. And Claire is next.

Claire screams in pain as a cum soaked dick enters her, brutally stirring her unsuspecting pussy. The invader thrusts his hips into her like a dog in heat, relieving his pent up urge to mate with her. Claire tries to fight back but all she can do is grip the metal bars tighter as waves of pain echoes throughout her body with each savage thrust. The decaying man's feral thrusts is not enough for him though. He grips Claire by the hips and push her down into him, synchronizing it with his animalistic pounding.

After a good minute of inhuman humping, Claire's vocal cord tearing screams hinted of pleasure. Her pain mixed with pleasure as her body adapts to the brutal fucking. Her eyes roll back, and her voice loses its resistance to hold back her pleasureful moans. With one final wicked thrust, the zombie pushes past Claire's cervix and Claire's drooling pussy contracts uncontrollably as the unwanted orgasm overrides her brain with overwhelming pleasure. The zombie throbs deep inside her, pumping out tainted seed into her inviting womb. Soon, her insides is creamed to the brim but the rotting man is not done. He continues dumping his spunk inside her already filled twat, forcing the excess sex fluids out of her pussy in a fantastic cascade of lewdness. The man finally pulls out, completely spent. Claire's brain is too overloaded as another chain of orgasms override her brain again, squirting a decent portion of cum out of her pussy. She goes limp to the ground falling unconscious with pleasure.

It does not take long for another zombie to jump on top of her unresisting body. One after another, the zombies pour their seed into Claire. Their assaults are relentless and give her no time to recover. Their grip on her leaves marks on her body. Her body is a puppet to them, and they are the puppeteer. They will use her until she is utterly broken.

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Hours later...

Her body is like a puppet without a puppeteer. Her eyes is drained of any sign of life. Her hair is clumped together due to the dried batter like semen all over her face. Her breasts sag down, and her nipples is swollen from the countless assaults they did. Her jaw is slacked open as glob of sexual fluids stream out from her unresisting lips. Her stomach is protruding out like a pregnant lady, overstuffed with their copious seed that cascades out from her well abused loose muff. Her prostate gaps open with a trickle of fluid that glides her sore ass cheeks.

Occasionally, her legs quiver as another orgasm breaks free from her overwhelmed brain. There is no moan of pain nor pleasure, her voice was long gone after the first hour. Her stomach warps around as something deep in her womb thrashes around inside. Her milky white eyes look down at her nether with a disfigured smile as the sound of a harrowing screech echoes its way out of her gapping vagina.

Game Over.