summary: you’ve barely been surviving with your childhood friend during the zombie apocalypse, so when he gets bitten you’re ready to die along with him. But instead of eating you, he fights the urge to spread his virus… and instead pins you down and spreads his seed.
warning: dubcon, breeding, very rough sex, pregnancy hinted at the end
Human beings are social creatures. Living alone for too long can drive one insane, so you would imagine losing the last person you loved during a zombie apocalypse can really break your spirit.
It had been a normal scavenging trip. Lately the zombies had become slower and rotted faster due to the summer heat, so it made moving through town without harm a lot easier.
It was unfortunate though, the zombies trapped indoors were in much better condition than those exposed to the elements. This wasn’t something you had planned for, and it cost your friend his life.
The two of you had been searching through a grocery store, one that had been surrounded by zombies before. Now, only a few skeletal bodies remained outside the doors.
You knew you probably wouldn’t find much, but you both hoped for at least a few canned goods and powder milk…
While searching the store, you were suddenly shoved, a sickening crunch heard behind you.
“Go, run!”
You watched as your friend held off a zombie, his arm being bitten…
“No…”
Tears welled up in your eyes, your mind filled with images of life without him. You wouldn’t make it, you’d surely lose your mind with loneliness and go insane!
He was able to fight the zombie off and bash its head in, panting from the stress. All that movement caused his blood to pump faster and the virus to spread before he could yell for you to run again.
His mind felt fuzzy, his heart slowing before stopping completely. His limbs kept moving without his control, and he was approaching you, shambling.
‘Why isn’t she moving?’
He was stuck inside of his body, unable to do anything as he pinned you down. Tears were running down your chubby cheeks, and he could barely make out what you were saying…
“I won’t leave you! I don’t want… to be all alone!”
Drool fell from his dry lips, his pupils dilated as he stared down at you. Was there nothing he could do?
Memories played through his head, everything moving slowly as if he was pushing through something gelatinous.
He could picture you in your school uniform, the two of you skipping class to hang out at the arcade. He watched as you sobbed into his chest after discovering your parents were dead, and how you weakly pushed him back when he tried to kiss you a week ago.
Although he was now undead, his entire being ached for you. Since you were kids, you had always been someone he cared for, adored to no end. You held his hand, smiled at him, made his days so much brighter.
Of course he would push you out of the way when a zombie threatened to take your life… to take you away from him.
He loved you… and that was just enough for him to hold himself back from sinking his jaws into your soft flesh.
A low growl escaped his lips as he buried his face into your throat. He needed to do something, the urge to spread the virus and infect you was pulsing through his veins…
It’s when you whimpered that he regained some control. His body no longer had control of itself, so the erection he’d been barely holding back every time he smelled your sweet scent was pressing into your crotch.
“Please… don’t go… I don’t wanna… lose you…”
You were crying, his sweet girl that tried your best to keep a smile on your face even at the toughest of times was crying.
And it made him almost… feral.
He snapped his jaws around the strap of your backpack, needing to bite down on something as he rubbed his bulge against you. He was humping you like a horny mutt, the veins in his face visible through his now pale skin.
“M…m…ine…” he growled, struggling to get the word out.
Hearing your soft whines and embarrassed moans made his chest rumble with some strange, satisfied purr, and his fingers were down your pants and in your panties, fumbling around with your pussy lips before sinking into cunt.
It wasn’t great, he could barely control the speed and way his fingers moved, but you were wet enough that he felt he fuck you without hurting the most precious person in his life.
Or well, death.
He ripped your pants off, not having the mobility to elegantly pull them down. Part of him felt bad, he knew you didn’t have many pairs now that the world ended, but this was a matter of life or death.
His cock was now large and swollen, a purplish tint to it. His engorged tip pressed against your tight hole, and he was unable to hold himself back from fucking into you.
For years he had fantasized about taking your virginity. In his head, he had imagined it would be somewhere romantic and he’d kiss your head, being as gentle as he could be.
But in reality he was rough, groaning as his hips jerked forward into yours. The pace was uneven, leaving you whimpering out and begging for him to be more gentle.
He wanted to be, god he wished this could feel as good to you as it did for him, but the virus was telling him to breed, to fill you up until you were close to bursting with his cum.
It lasted so long, too long. By the end you were a mess of tears and snot, your face flushed with embarrassment after orgasming so much.
But part of you was happy. Your friend seemed a bit more lucid after pumping you full of his hot and sticky load. His fingers awkwardly traced over your bulging, chubby belly, his head resting on your chest.
You didn’t go home alone that night… instead you still had your friend, and another member of the family along the way in your belly.
You’d do anything to keep him with you, after all… he did care for you, didn’t he? The two of you had been friends since you could remember… and if having to sit through a few hours of rough sex meant you could keep him by your side, then you’d do it.
Humans are social creatures after all.
If you want more, send me a Kofi! I really like this concept and would love to expand on it with my thoughts on how the relationship would progress :3
I honestly had to look up what these monsters are because I have never heard about them until now. But I greatly thank you for the introduction because DAMN!
So if yall don’t know as well, Jiangshi’s are known according to Google as Chinese hopping vampires. It’s a type of undead creature that’s featured in some Chinese legends and folklore.
Other websites describe them as being a combination of a vampire and a zombie which I think is freaking sick as fuck!!! Like they’re so similar but different which makes mixing them together so fascinating!
I love their designs and how they’re usually featured, I honestly think they have a beauty to them that a lot of vampires do. The history behind their designs is also really cool. Apparently they’re usually always seen wearing funeral attire. And their hair and nails continue to grow, unlike western vampires.
The origin of where this all comes from is lowkey kind of heartbreaking. At least from the things I read about them. Because I may have gone on a little research binge about these guys because of this ask lol.
I totally wouldn’t mind writing for these guys if it was culturally ok to do. I think it would be very interesting to explore how their personalities differ from western vampires. Jiangshi x vampire?? 👀
trying this "taking my zombie boyfriend on a date" thing but he used to be famous in his first life, so people were like "is that so-and-so? that actor?" and asking for his autograph. so women were asking him to sign their cleavage and men were taking off their shirts to get THEIR tits signed.
but he heard the lub-dub of their hearts and got really horny (he doesnt eat brains, he eats boypussy) so he had to grab me by the afro and throw me into the back of the car and rip off my pants and devour my dripping cunt cuz he had a raging zombie boner. it happens! 🤷🏽♂️
