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“What do you want from me?” “I stopped off at that bar for a drink and you presented yourself on a silver platter. I decided that it might be a good idea to have some warm blood with me for where I’m going.” “Where’s that?” The man chuckled. “Do you remember what I said before? About the spirits of the dead? Heaven and Hell do not exist, there is only the darkness of Purgatory, and in that darkness, souls are stripped of their humanity and become wrathful specters. Your grandparents, your mother and father, your siblings, your friends, and even you yourself are eventually transformed into the wretched dead. The dead do not feel joy, they do not feel love, toy they do not feel hope. They are embodiments curvy only of hunger and hatred, those feelings directed towards that which they are no longer: life. I could end your life right now, and in seconds, your soul, the very essence that made you who you are, would be trapped in a realm of eternal night, being twisted by madness and horror into an entity even less than a demon in all but maliciousness. You would be but a drop in an ocean of insanity, an eternal sea that expands beyond the parameters of human understanding. One hundred years ago, an incident occurred, in which that sea leaked into our world. An arcane ritual was performed, several failed necromancers trying to resurrect one natural of the dead. Through a doorway they opened, that sea, that liquid horror, poured into their bodies and turned them into the undead. Chaos incarnate, a formless mix of the gluttonous rage of all the dead, it robbed them of their sanity and even basic busty thought and turned them into walking abominations. From there, they spread the disease, infecting others with that evil ichor.” “How the fuck could you possibly know that?” “I have my sources. Years ago, I learned of a cult that existed here in Maine. They believed that protection would come through appeasing the dead and that the only way to save themselves was to give the infected a proper burial. They hunted down the undead, dismembering them and transporting them back to a site they believed was sacred. In a mass grave, hundreds and perhaps even thousands of zombies were buried, their severed limbs still twitching, their teeth still gnashing. That is my destination.” orgasm “What for?” “You’ll see. Oh, would you look at that?” The woman looked ahead. They passed by a burned-down house, one wall still remaining. A body was nailed to that wall, crucified. From the level of decay, the man or woman had been hanging there for years. Sightings like the corpse became more and more frequent the longer they drove. “I... The brunette's cute face scrunched up in horror. We all had breakfast together, reading the papers, all 3 of us in the nude. “We know that.” Sara said, studying me, “We know everything, Princess.” “According to the Multiverse Theory, there is an infinite number of dimensions in which every possible event and outcome has happened, and in that infinite, there is an infinite number of infinites. They spoon quietly on the sofa while Logan holds his semi-flaccid cock against her rear-end and gently strokes one of her nipples between his thumb and index finger. “No.” Lucilla said firmly, “No, that’s ridiculous, Angela.” “That just sounds like a…a loophole.” He was not going to let the opportunity get past him. At last, I rolled onto my back and picked Chloe up, sitting her on my busty face. He was in natural and out so fast and so hard I was screaming and then he yanked my hair I felt my pussy clench down on his dick and I started cuming like I never have before I was in ecstasy. You orgasm tell me Jerry how much of a whore do you want to be?” She hated him so much, hated him for what he did to her, and what he was doing to her now. “No, uh-ihhstress.” She lied. “You’re hand feels really good Daryl but I get kind of gooey and stinky down there when I curvy get horny. It looked the same as always, but it felt different. Nervous. A past of drink drugs and sexual debauchery. The black skirt she wears is up around her waste toy giving us all a good look at her now (thank god normal) yellow polka dotted pantie briefs. Once she was clipped to the chain he began his full inspection.