Fink had stolen her products, her technologies, and her company out from under her, and turned it into the BimboTech Company, BT as it is known to the...public. To say Tittiefuck had been dumbed down would be an understatement. Now the only thing she was an expert in was being used as a fuckdoll. Tittiefuck bounced in front of Mr. Fink, not hiding her excitement to see her master. She now sported enormously fake boobs. Her tight, bright yellow mini dress with a plunging neckline. Her rock hard. Her eyea the colour of Onyx, slightly hooded from lust.She walks towards me smiling in that cat like way. The door closes behind me...I step back in reflex and her body anticipates and pinns mine to the door.Her face moves to miine and she whispers in my ear."I hope you have had a goods night sleep becuase dont think you'll be getting any tonight." Just the whisper of her breath against my neck made my body tingle. Before i can even respond, she kisses me on my neck and my body arches into. Why don’t you put the kettle on for some coffee?’ Sara beamed at her husband. She tried to look genuine, but inside was a pent coil waiting to spring. She had to get him out of the room. ‘Okay. Won’t be a second.’ As soon as he disappeared through the door Sara jumped up and went across to Ricky. She grabbed his head and bent to kiss him, but he pulled back. She stared at him in surprise. ‘You may be horny, but I am the one that decides when anything happens. Do you get it now? Tomorrow I want. They moan and limp slowly towards our little camp. I move my hands slowly to grab my baseball bat. They didn't notice because zombies have extremely bad eyesight and have a keen sense of smell instead. However, the zombie's keen smell won't usually work due to their own stench of rotting meat.As they got closer i examined them, there were 3 normal rotting zombies and another zombie with a broken leg crawling on the ground. I silently planned an escape path as the pathetic zombies closed in.The.