"Shit, my other shoe!" Rachel cursed, as the heel on her shoe broke off.
Already one shoe had been ruined as she and her friends walked through the graveyard to where Ross and Monica's Grandmother was being buried, and now she may have turned her ankle as the heel on the second one snapped.
"Hey look, guys, you go ahead while Phoebe and I help Rachel back to the car. I have some crutches there," Monica offered, waving everybody else on.
As everyone disappeared from view, Monica had Rachel sit down on a tombstone so she could check her ankle.
"Oh no, you can't sit down on a tombstone; you'll be cursed! And it's the grave of a serial rapist, as if the normal curse wasn't bad enough," Phoebe cried out, stopping Rachel from sitting down on the tombstone.
"Damn, Phoebe, Rachel is hurt. I'm sorry, but we don't have time for your superstitions," Monica countered, making Rachael sit her sweet ass down on the tombstone.
Monica rubbed Rachel's ankle. "Well, it appears to be all right all, though you're going to have to walk there in your bare feet. And I suggest taking your time walking, but at least you don't need the crutches, Rach," Monica advised, helping Rachel to her feet.
It was as Rachel got to her feet that the earth shuddered and knocked her ass back down onto the tombstone with a meaty thwack.
A pair of hands reached up and pushed Rachel onto her hands and knees on top of the grave. The zombie that owned the grave tore himself free of his home.
Rachel breathed in a stinky green cloud of spores that came up from the grave; the prostrated beauty's dress started to strain against her chest as her now milk-laden tits grew larger, yet without any sag.
As Monica and Phoebe breathed in the spores, their tits grew just as big as Rachel's and just as full of milk. Phoebe looked down at her new boobs and ran screaming towards help.
"Grab that stick and hit it, Mon," Rachel screamed, as the zombie ripped the panties right off her, exposing her beautiful ass and shaved pussy.
Rachel saw Monica grab it, but was also attacked by a zombie and at that point Rachel decided to focus on freeing herself.
Rachel tried to crawl away, but a pair of zombie hands burst from the ground, to grab hold of her huge breasts, kneading Rachel's tits till to her embarrassment she started getting wet.
The hands then tore open the front of Rachel's dress, allowing her massive mountains to escape from their cloth prison. Feeling the dead thing's hands on her newly exposed breasts, Rachel's body betrayed her, the pleasure radiating in her milk melons causing her to thrust more of her mam meat into the tit-loving undead hands. Squeezing harder, the zombie's hands caused milk to squirt from her nipples, making her moan lightly.
The zombie was now free to aim its cock at Rachel's dripping wet snatch, rubbing its cock against her pretty clit and slit. Grabbing Rachel's hips, it impaled her on the full length of its immense green cock. As an added cruelty to its victim, the zombie smacked Rachel's sweet ass, indicating that it wanted her to fuck him back.
Rachel resisted at first, but eventually gave in, bucking against its cock aggressively.
Rachel's wet juices dribbled down the zombie cock, her eyes shut, lost in the sheer pleasure of the forceful fucking the zombie was giving her.
The zombie smacked Rachel's ass again, making Rachel fuck faster. "That's right smack that ass, smack my fucking ass, fuck my brains out you dead motherfucker, oh god, yes, fuck my goddamn brains out," Rachel screamed, almost sobbing with need.
Now the head belonging to the hands groping Rachel's heavy breasts popped out of the ground and an impossibly long tongue emerged from its toothy grin, licking her tit meat, tasting her warm milk. The sensation drove Rachel the rest of the way to a full-body climax, the zombie-fucking slut quaking in the awe-inspiring power of her orgasm.
Rachel's shame knew no end. Not only had she had an orgasm as that...that thing raped her, but it was the best fuck she'd ever had, her tight pussy having never felt so full or well-used.
Slimy jizz bathed the walls of her tight pussy, soaking them in zombie sperm. Rachel hung her head in shame as the creamy whitish-green sperm trigger another mind-bending orgasm in her well-fucked pussy.
The zombie pulled out of her tight slit and Rachel dared to think her ordeal was over. Rachel looked over her shoulder to see a long line of zombies waiting for their turn to rape her.
"God, no! Please don't do this!" Rachel prayed, struggling to get free, but unable to rid herself of the zombie hands squeezing her tits.
Monica was having problems of her own. She managed to use the stick to knock the head of the zombie that was attacking her towards the far end of graveyard, but that failed to stop it from grabbing her and forcing her arms behind her back.
Another zombie joined it, ripping the front of Monica's dress open, her gigantic tits bursting free. The zombie's tongue extended from its mouth till it wrapped itself around Monica's soft tits, savouring the taste of the raven-haired beauty's tit meat.
The headless zombie meanwhile was ripping the rest of Monica's dress off her, taking her panties with it, leaving Monica naked, but for her jewelry and her black high heels.
"Please, please stop," Monica moaned, shocked that her breasts were responding to the tongue of the zombie.
The zombie tongue grew longer so that it could shove its slobbering tongue between Monica's massive mounds of tit meat, fucking her tits with its evil tongue.
As Monica opened her mouth to complain, the tongue shot inside, soul kissing Monica while it fucked her tits with growing speed.
Monica could even taste precum from a slit on the zombie's tongue, a salty sweet taste, making her both nauseous and wet.
The headless zombie smacked her ass, indicating with a gesture that she should blow the zombie's tongue.
Monica's mouth bobbed up and down the zombie's tongue as her juices soaked her pussy. She loathed herself for getting wet, but it drove her on to sucking harder and faster, her head a blur of blowjob artistry.
It was her finest blow job and as such, Monica was rewarded with a mouthful of whitish-green zombie cum. Monica swallowed every drop as the tongue fucking her huge milk tits had the audacity to make her cream, sending titgasm after titgasm shooting through her hooters in a cornucopia of pleasure.
The headless zombie let go of Monica, who fell backwards onto her bum, so that it could find and reattach its head.
The other growled and gestured that Monica was to spread her legs wide. Looking over at her best friend Rachael, who was being raped by her second zombie, Monica knew what was going to happen to her.
Staring at the zombie's sharp teeth, Monica did as she was told, deciding that being raped was better than being lunch. Spreading her legs with a sob, Monica gasped as the zombie lowered itself on top of her, its dick pressing against her pussy.
The zombie's hands slipped between their bodies so it could squeeze and grope Monica's firm tits, before thrusting inside her.
Monica's tits jiggled enticingly as the zombie buried its huge throbbing undead dick inside her wet and welcoming pussy, making Monica cry out at the violation.
Letting go of Monica's ample charms, the zombie sat up straight and grabbed her hips, and started fucking her in earnest. Monica's tits swayed in circles thanks to the furious pounding the zombie was dealing out to her tight little pussy.
Monica clawed the ground as there was little else she could do while the zombie fucked the living shit out of her. "God yes, give me your fuck meat, shove that big cock into me, give me a royal fucking," Monica begged, delirious from the brutal fucking she was receiving from the zombie.
Monica's cum strained the zombie's cock as it plundered her treasure, her tight pussy slurping away on the mighty beast between the zombie's legs.
Monica instinctively snapped up as her climax hit, shoving her big breasts into the zombie's face as she came all over its cock, marinating the zombie's dick in her juices. Monica bounced up and down on its dick as waves of orgasmic bliss stole her sanity away.
When she had returned to her senses, Monica was utterly horrified by what had occurred; she actually had an orgasm on the zombie's large greenish-grey dick.
The zombie squeezed painfully hard on her tits until she resumed bouncing on its cock, the massive man meat bringing her off again, before shooting its load deep inside her.
Monica lay back down, deciding to rest quickly before the next zombie took its turn. Monica opened her eyes as she felt a new dick pushing against her pussy, but it wasn't a zombie that was about to fuck her, it was a wolf a pack of them in fact all on the leash of the woman behind the zombie curse Elvira, Queen of the Dark.
Phoebe ran like a maniac. She knew she should help her friends, but she'd warned them about sitting on the tombstone; it was their own fault.
Still she felt guilty. Seeing her friends being raped by those things shouldn't get her wet, but she was soaked, her panties absorbing enough of her pussy juices that it wasn't running down her legs, thankfully. But still, it was shameful, Phoebe decided.
Phoebe felt something slithering up her leg. Having gained a great amount of distance from the zombies, Phoebe reached for what she assumed to be a snake.
Phoebe's shriek was ear piercing when her hand came back up from under her dress holding a huge moving cock, with balls still attached, but no owner that Phoebe could see.
The dick moved of its own accord, fucking Phoebe's hand. Phoebe tossed it away, but she felt dozens more of other zombie cocks, moving up her dress, ripping it to shreds in the process, all searching for a hole to rape.