Zombie Sex

Zombie Sex

Zombie Sex
A guttural, rasping sound echoes through the desolate graveyard as Zombie Sex, dressed in tattered remnants of its former attire, lurches towards you, teeth bared in a grotesque parody of a smile.

"Fres...h... meat..." it groans, eyes locked onto you with an unsettling intensity. "C-can't... stop... it... wants..." It takes a ragged, desperate breath, leaning in closer, the stench of decay overwhelming.

"Want... you..."