Her long silver hair fell before her shoulders as she continued to squirm like an animal caught in a trap. The Head Girl could only struggle harder as she felt the cold clammy touch of dead flesh against her bare skin. Her feet were kicking against the zombie but it felt more like she was kicking a solid wall. The undead showed its strength once more by shattering the window effortlessly, showering glass down upon her hair and body causing it to twinkle in the moonlight. Now the thing was reaching for her head to get a taste of her brains that it hungered for.

The monster was rather clumsy though as it kept missing her head. Every miss made her feel the dead flesh against her shoulders and back until finally it grasped her bra and torn it off with one yank. Her luscious mounds bounced free from their confinement, giving the unknown cameras a full view her lovely cleavage. The zombie did not seem to know how to use its own strength as it stumbled backwards, freeing her momentarily. Thankfully the window gave and she was able to slip through. That is until her skirt was caught as well.

She did not care at this point. Vera forced herself to keep moving as she heard the fabric tear and be left behind as she fell through the window and to the soft earth below. The Head Girl managed some grace as she rolled immediately to her feet. Hearing the frustrated growls of the undead, the nearly nude woman had no choice but to keep running. The heavy brush kept her on a narrow path deeper into the jungle. She knew well enough about the island to know that this was going from bad to worse. But maybe she could at least lose the zombie in this area. Heck, she would rather be taken by a monster at this point. Never around when you actually had a use for them.

The Area Defense Zombie marvels at Vera's grace and poise as she flees from what she thinks is certain death. Most women he's taken waste time trying to keep their skirt before they abandon it for freedom. This Head Girl acts decisively. She is giving a magnificent performance and Gambo now expects an equally wonderful sexual performance from the terrified girl.

He decides to give her extra incentive to keep her running. Gambo and the cameras around him appear a short distance behind his leading lady where she cannot see him. He thrashes around and growls while moving towards her, somehow seeming to have moved with great speed. As the Head Girl moves from moonlight to shadow to moonlight, she runs into a fog bank. Inside the fog, sound echoes randomly and she cannot locate the zombie. She stops to figure out what is happening and the zombie casts a disorientation spell on the girl.

Now he allows her to wander in the fog. Gambo makes sure Vera hears branches crack and sees shadows or bushes that resemble zombies. No matter how far she goes she never arrives anywhere. This increases the Head Girl's fear and frustration. He wants her worked up before her final "escape" and ultimate capture. To prepare her for her final escape, he spooks her to get her running full speed again. He is playing with his food, a trait his fans love.

She swore the zombie had sped up as she heard it chasing not too far behind her. The air grew heavy as she found herself in a thick fog. Things were growing more and more eerie by the moment. Vera was now unsure where she was going. Sounds seemed to be coming from all directions as the zombie continued to hunt for the brains it hungered for.

The Head Girl's options were running low. She could use a light spell to try and burn away the fog. But that would give away her position, assuming the zombie was even using sight to find her. What other choice did she have? Running blindly would just make her more lost or worse bring her closer to the zombie still moving about in the woods after her. Things were growing hopeless at this point. She was in the middle of nowhere and not even the staff knew she out here.

Taking a deep breath, she decided to try and see what is around her. A thing whose flesh is rotting off was probably using something other than eyes to see. Vera began to channel as began to create a bright orb of light. Her body glistened with sweat and humidity as she continued to whisper the words of magic. Her eyes continued to dart about, watching the shadows that were moving as she continued to try and see through the thick fog. Perhaps she could at least see a path this way.

While Vera's light did not burn away the fog, it did help, to a point. Unfortunately, while the zombie did not need light to see the student, it could use her light against her. The shadows, that were nebulous and ill defined in the darkness, became more pronounced and, strangely, even more creepy with the light. More than once the Head Girl saw a grim visage in the fog only to have it vanish with a second look.

When Vera reaches a fork in the path, she sees the outline of a large object moving in the fog accompanied by the sound of branches cracking. She turns to take the fork and comes face to face with the zombie. He swings the back of his hand at her and knocks her back and to the ground, stunning the girl. Gambo walks over to the fallen student and pulls the shoes and socks off her feet in one, quick motion. He holds them in front of her face and growls, "no run!" Then he throws them off to the bushes. He seems to think he has found a way to slow her down.

Coming back to the fallen student, he points to himself and says, "hungry!" Then he points at her head, fingertip tapping her forehead, and says, "brain tasty!" It's as though he thinks she will stop running once she understands that all he wants to do is eat her brain. Just as Vera begins to recover to the point of being able to move again, he grabs the front of her panties and starts dragging her towards the lab, waist in the air and shoulders on the ground. If she does nothing, he will take the Head Girl back to one of the rooms and rape her there.

But Gambo is sure that this outstanding specimen will sacrifice her last piece of clothing to escape. He has devised a simple plan. Once free, she runs along the path which ends with a circular clearing surrounded by thorny bushes, the classic box canyon with no way out except back towards her undead pursuer. Strewn along the clearing floor are fallen vines and other smashed flora. One of the vines trips the unsuspecting student and somehow wraps itself around her ankle, holding her until the zombie arrives to claim his prize.

As he drags the student, Gambo hums a tune. To Vera it sounds like more growling. But the zombie is quite pleased. Already he has felt the energy boost coming from her fear. Soon he will drink in the frightened Head Girl's sexual energy.

Even her magic was not enough to dispel the shroud surrounding her. Something was not right about this fog. Was it a spell? There was no time to figure it out as shadows were darting in and out of her vision. The sounds of the snapping branches seemed to echo inside the fog. She needed to get out of this fog or else she was a sitting duck. Using the light to at least reveal some of her path, she began to run in whatever direction was available to her.

She was completely lost in these woods. No matter how far she ran, the sounds seemed to follow her. At this rate she was never going to escape and get back to the dorms. A practically nude woman in the middle of the forest at night was just asking to be raped or worse. Vera turned at a fork in the road only to run right into the zombie she was fleeing from.

The woman had no time to react as the back of his hand made contact with her temple and sent her falling to the floor a few feet away. Her vision had exploded in blacks and whites leaving her completely dazed and out of it. "Uhhnnn.." her body was shaky as she tried to get up onto her hands and knees but slumped back to the damp earth. Stars flecked before her eyes as the zombie began to pull of her shoes and socks. He was growling something about running but everything seemed to be dinning in and out for the helpless woman. Before she knew it, she was being dragged across the ground by her panties.

Shaking her head slowly, she finally began to get her bearings again. The zombie was taking her somewhere but she would have none of it. Vera kicked the zombie. Of course it felt like she was kicking a wall but it gave her something to push off of as she kicked herself away from the creature. A rip sounds as the last of her clothing was life behind in the zombie's grasp. Not looking back, Vera stumbled to her feet and made a dash down the path. The Head Girl found herself at a dead end and before she could try to find a way out, she tripped and found her foot stuck in some vines. "Ugh! Not again!" she hissed as she tried to free her leg as quickly as possible.

Gambo shows his anger at his prey having escaped yet again by letting out a horrifying roar. Furious, Gambo takes after the Head Girl. Visibly upset by the student's third escape, the zombie moves quickly to catch her. (Well, as quickly as a slow moving zombie can go.)

He reaches the clearing to find the Head Girl still struggling to free her leg. Gambo moves with purpose and determination that says the naked beauty will not escape again. He shambles next to her and grabs her hands as she throws them up to defend herself. He leans over Vera and says, "stay!"

Since she doesn't seem to understand, Gambo tries to explain to Vera what he wants. He points at himself, his finger tapping his chest, and says, "hungry!" He then points at the student, his finger tapping her forehead twice, and says, "brain tasty". He then starts searching the ground, his free hand sweeping through the foliage. He says, "need rock", then makes a motion with his empty hand to demonstrate how he wants to crush the Head Girl's... head... with a rock.

Not finding a suitable rock, Gambo growls his disappointment. Originating only inches away from the student, the growl is terrifying. He gets a pained expression on his face (at least as pained as a zombie can express) as he seems to be thinking. "Rock near ocean." The zombie grabs and squeezes one of Vera's breasts with his free hand. He says, "Get later. For now, snack." He opens his mouth wide, exposing a wealth of extremely sharp teeth. He moves his mouth ever so slightly towards the Head Girl and stops.

A bit of "saliva" flows from his mouth and lands on the Head Girl's breast. With an evil, twisted smile, the zombie looks his prize over from head to toe and says, "make juicy. More tasty."

Seems Vera's time had run out. The zombie approached her fallen form as the woman gave up on the root and tried to raise her arms to prepare another spell. The undead man grabbed her and growled simple words and commands at her. The thing thought she did not understand what it wanted but she knew quite well what this thing wanted from her. Her brain was not on the menu as far as she was concerned, not that the zombie would listen to reason if she tried.

The Head Girl winced slightly at the demonstration of what would happen to her head if he ever managed to find a rock. She could have gone without that explanation of how she was going to be eaten. The woman tried to pull away only to be reminded that her leg was still bound by the root in the ground. The thing was growing annoyed, growling its frustration at being delayed in eating her. Vera was too busy trying to think of a way out of this to be afraid at this point.

Her thoughts were interupted by the rotting flesh now touching her bare breast. The hand had no body heat and she yelped in a mixture of pain and shock as he squeezed the luscious orb. The thing growled and showed its many teeth. Drool dribbled down onto her body chest causing another shiver to run down her spine. She had no idea what this thing was talking about but she did the only sensible thing that came to mind. With her free leg she kicked the dead man in the chest as hard as she could. "Get away from me!" she hissed in anger and fear.

Gambo smiles inwardly. This specimen is reacting wonderfully to stimuli. And her little kick was so cute, the audience will love her for it. She can't do anything to him physically no matter how hard she kicks. He considers binding her free leg with another vine but decides that her kicks make for good cinema. If the Head Girl knew Gambo's full power, she would likely have a different perspective on her situation. He didn't need a rock to eat his captive's brain. But he wasn't about to waist such a fine catch that way.

He takes his hand off her breast to grab hold of her wrists, one in each hand. Gambo maneuvers her hands behind her back till the wrists meet just below her shoulder blades. Uncomfortable to start with, he can lift them to a painful level if she misbehaves. And the position accents her chest nicely, forcing her breasts closer to the camera. He holds her wrists with one hand while his other has a better use.

It's time to start guiding the Head Girl to her first orgasm of the night. He enjoys her fear but really wants to start feeding off of her sexual energy now. And by now the audience's appetite would be moving to see another kind of performance from the silver-haired beauty.

Gambo tweaks each nipple in turn between his finger and thumb. As they respond, he lowers his head and alternates between sucking and licking each of the student's breasts. He gives her a few moments so the cameras can record her likely disgust. Then he uses one more spell to ensure his costar gives a fine performance. The zombie's hand, mouth, and tongue now send bolts of intense pleasure wherever they touch Vera's body.

Gambo is curious how the girl will react to this attack. Whether she fights to get free or succumbs to the intense pleasure will tell him much about this stunning girl. While he plays with one nipple with his mouth, his free hand begins to explore the rest of her body. He moves it down from her breast to her stomach and around her waist and ass while it moves towards the prized target between her legs.

The Head Girl continued to struggle for the show she was not aware she was in. The zombie was completely unphased by her useless attempts to fight back. He proceeded to pull her arms painfully behind her back causing her impressive bust to thrust outwards. The cool night air and the lack of body heat from the dead man caused her pale body to shiver. Already her nipples were becoming erect due to the cold, making them easy prey for the clammy fingers.

"Nngh!" she squirmed but with her arms bound behind her back, she was left pinned close to the undead man. The drooling undead continued to play with her nipples before leaning down to take on between those decaying lips. "Nngh! Stop! N-No!" she struggled more but it only causing her breat to press further against the licking and suckling tongue. The cold wet feeling made her shudder in disgust. This dead thing was groping her. It was an incredibly vile experience.

"Oh!" She suddenly gasped as the zombie channeled another spell. Vera could not explain this feeling. The rotting fingers were making her nipple pulse and throb with hot blood. His fingertips left a wild tingling sensation as it gently traced down her smooth skin. Her body arched slightly as her other nipple was pulsing much the same as each lash of the dead tongue sent jolts of pure pleasure through her luscious orb. "Uhnn.. St-Stop it! Don't touch me!" she struggled more, afraid of what she was feeling. This feeling only revealed more of what this zombie was trying to do. She had been fucked by aliens and monsters. Was the dead going to do the same?

Yes. Like all the other monsters the Head Girl has faced, the dead man also will penetrate this sexy girl. And given her wonderful performance, Gambo books her for the rest of the evening. Her obvious disgust at the zombie actions delights Gambo. She makes the most adorable face when she's disgusted. Perhaps the next time the two meet, Gambo will coax that cute face for an even longer appearance.

Gambo repositions the girl for the next step. He moves her to allow the best camera angles for the reaction shot. With the girl properly positioned, he slides his fingers in from her hips till they reach his target. Still sending intense pleasure through them, he slides his fingers over her slit. He takes his time and slides them slowly. Once he feels moisture within, he plunges two fingers inside of her, searching for the most sensitive spot. "Juicy. More tasty", the zombie says again. She likely wouldn't feel any fear in her current condition. But Gambo still needs to set up their final scene. Movie makers call it foreshadowing.

He plans to release her hands soon. Once her pleasure reaches a certain level, she won't try to escape anymore. And the zombie has a job for her hands when he finally gets around to using her mouth. In the meantime, Gambo keeps himself busy by tasting her succulent breasts and massaging her womanhood as it grows wetter and wetter.

"Ahhhhnnn!" her entire body arched as those magical fingers slid right over her womanhood. She bit her lip hard as she cursed herself for crying out like that. But she could not explain it. The decaying flesh dragging over her puffing netherlips was sending a wealth of heat and desire rippling up her passage and into her loins. Vera kicked her unbound leg, trying to escape this thing's vile touch. But struggle as she might, the fingers continued to stroke her sex until they glistened with her sexual juices.

"St.. Oohhhhhnnn!" her body jolts and shudders as the two fingers invaded her body. The pleasure seemed to seep into every cell of her dripping passage. The Head Girl could not hold back all the gasps and moans of pleasure as they began to relentlessly churn her insides into mush. Her inner walls tightened, clinging to the magical fingers as they brought forth the most wonderful of sensations to her. Hips trembled as Vera did all she could to resist bucking her hips with the stroking digits. "Oh god..." she gasped, "Please... Please stop.." She did not want to be taken like this but her body was saying something entirely different.

What a performance! The Head Girl is exceeding all of Gambo's expectations. After her free breast hits his cheek, the zombie pulls back to allow both to move freely for the cameras. They glisten from the coating of the undead man's saliva and bounce and sway with her struggles. His cameras now get a full view of the girl as she bucks and squirms under his attack. Soon he will be able to release her hands and he has a much better use for them.

Gambo notices her hips moving ever so slightly. It's not enough for the camera so he needs her to lose control. He knows that she cannot hold out much longer so he begins moving his fingers back, coaxing her to move her hips. It takes time, but the Head Girl eventually succumbs and starts thrusting her hips in rhythm with his fingers. Now it is time to get her hands and mouth into the game.

Needing use of his hand, Gambo thrusts his hand sideways, making a snapping sound. As he pulls it away, the two fingers remain inside her, thrusting as though still attached to his hand. With a single motion, he throws his pants to the ground. He sets his huge cock between the Head Girl's breasts.

He pulls her hands from behind her back and puts them beside her breasts. The zombie casts the pleasure spell on her hands. Then he pushes them so that her breasts circle his member. Now tremendous bolts of pleasure flow wherever her hands and his cock touch her. The combination of her hands and his member rivals the pleasure he is giving her pussy.

The zombie begins the final step in this complex maneuver. Gambo grabs the back of Vera's head and lifts it so that her chin rests on her chest and she faces his mammoth member. His other hand returns to his fingers, reattaching them, and continues to stimulate her womanhood. Finally he begins pumping his member, intensifying the pleasure around the Head Girl's chest. Each time the head of his cock touches her lips it hits her with a bolt of pleasure and a promise of so much more. Even more pleasure awaits the Head Girl if she accepts this attack.

The zombie was patient and continued to wear away at the woman's body and mind. The clammy rotting fingers should have been making her retch but instead that brought for such wonderful feelings, her body could not resist them any longer. Her hips soon found themselves rocking against the deadman's hand. Despite feeling so good, she continued to moan out soft protests though her trained body had already accepted her fate.

The loud snap went ignored by Vera. The fingers inside continued to curl and stroke her most tender of places. Combined with the magic flowing into the sensitive bundle of nerves, the Head Girl was writhing in pure bliss. "Uhhnnn.. Stop.." she groaned as the sound of squishing fluids filled the cool air.

Gazing up at the zombie, she could only gape at the huge erect cock that was now lying between her breasts. She continued to moan as she tried to squirm away from the rotting meat. But she was no match for the undead's strength. Her arms were pulled forward and she was forced to push both her luscious mounds around the man's rod.

"Ahhhnnnnn! Oh god!" her head reared back as she cried out from the sensations flowing directly into her well aroused tits. 'What is wrong with me?!' Her mind screamed inside her head. This thing was a decrepit dead guy. His fingers were broken off inside her but her body did not care. Vera's body just kept telling her mind how good she felt right now. The magic was now in her own hands causing the silver haired woman to begin squeezing and fondling her own breasts. She found herself slowly rolling her lovely cleavage around the cock just as he began to thrust.

Her entire body arched as the cock sawed between her tight cleavage. The ripples of magical pleasure was causing her entire body to jolt and shudder as if being electrocuted with pure bliss. Vera's mouth hung open as she groaned out loud, unable to hide the pleasure she felt. The last semblance of resistance came when the cock reached her lips. She pulled back on instinct but the cock was so long and so large that it continued to dab and tease her lips with its vile magic. The fingers pumping away at her insides while her own hands were mauling her heavy tits, each thrust wore away more and more of her defenses. Slowly her lips part, tasting a bit more of the rotting tip. Her tongue dabbed it lightly. Before long, the cock was invading her moaning lips sending magic directly into her melting brain. Her eyes fluttered and began to cloud over, unable to fight this sort of attack even from the most disgusting of creatures.

In contrast to Vera's writhing and groaning in pleasure, Gambo seems unemotional as he calculates his next move. He wants to force her to climax so he can drink in her energy. But his masters have made his desire to put on the best show the top priority. Even though he could force her orgasm at any time, he delights his audience by delaying.

He withdraws his member ever so slightly causing the lust filled Head Girl to chase his cock with her mouth. She curls as she lifts her shoulders and hips off of the ground, driving the zombie's fingers and member deeper inside of her. As she mauls her own breasts, the audience clearly can see that she is doing all the work. Despite the disgust Vera showed earlier, she obviously sexually desires this vile, rotting creature.

Gambo plays with his toy for several minutes. He doesn't allow her to climax as her struggles are by far the better show. Finally he speaks to the Head Girl, not for her to hear but for the entertainment of his audience. "Cum, slut!", he commands just before he triggers an orgasm in the shuddering girl.

Vera did not seem to notice the zombie was teasing her. Her head and lips followed after the retreating member, suckling the vile meat wantonly. Her hips continued to twitch and jolt from the pumping fingers inside her. The magic was stimulating her g-spot causing her to let forth muffled squeals of delight and lust. Her inner walls clenched around the rotting fingers, showing how much her body loved them inside her.

Despite all the magic flowing into her breasts, mouth, and sex, the tension in her body never released. Even as she reached her breaking point, nothing seemed to happen as the fingers kept pumping. The Head Girl's entire body was soaked in a light sheen of sweat but despite the exertion her body just kept going. Her hips thrust harder against the fingers, wanting them deeper inside her so she may finally cum. All she received was more pleasure but no release. Her eyes had long since clouded over. Her own aroused libido was now in full control. She would have fucked anyone and anything in this desperate state.

~Cum, slut!~

The command would have received a glare but none of that mattered anymore. Her wish was granted as she felt all that tension melt into pure heat. The heat rushed forth, filling every part of her body with pure ectasy as her entire body arched off the soft earth. A muffled scream sounds from Vera's throat. Juices explode forth from her now climaxing folds. She twitched and spasmed in pure seizures of bliss. Despite her screams, she continued to suck on the zombie's rod, feeding more pleasure and tension to future climaxes.