The hands were very big and wrapped around each knee. The hands pulled my knees to my chest then spread me wide open.I screamed into the rotting hand ...hat covered my mouth. I thought to myself, 'Why is this happening? What is going to happen to me?'Then I heard a low moan. I looked up between my legs and there it was - the zombie. That hellish grin came across his face as he looked at me. Then he moaned out that familiar word, "Pussy."The two hands that had torn off my blouse and bra began. Every once in awhile he would stop and add another ball, until he had five going at once. He put on quite a show for me, ending in a bow that brought his face only inches from mine. I don’t know quite what happened next, but somehow his face was on mine, kissing me hard, as I grabbed him and pulled him on top of me. His greasy face paint was smearing all over me as he began to franticly pull at my clothes. He left a trail of paint from my lips down to both of my full tits and all the way to my. Then he backed away and life like severed arms came into view. They were writhing on an office chair, reaching out for Korbin’s neck with clenched fingers, exactly what she thought her arms were doing under the table. Korbin backed up farther and stopped to stand between two sections of a headless, armless mannequin. The mannequin had glowing blue rings around the thighs, exactly like the rings she still felt around her thighs… “Is that mannequin wearing my clothes? That’s creepy even for you,. Much to my chagrin, every move I made, seemed to rub the cotton over my now incredibly tender boobs and as I glanced down, I thought the nipples might actually cut right through the material. The sudden realization of just how hard they were made me shudder and I closed my eyes. When I opened them again, Brian was standing there, in about two feet of water just staring at me like a man who had been starving for the meal set right before him!!“Would you stop?!” I said to him, and he blinked.