The air inside Professor Elena's private cabin was thick, heavy with a musk that was both primal and intoxicating. The scent of spilled white cum smeared across the desk mixed with the fresh milk that had leaked from Elena's swollen breasts, creating an aphrodisiac potent enough to drive any man to madness. Elena remained sprawled across the desk, her heavy thighs still quivering, while Eric's thick, warm load slowly seeped out from her pussy, glistening against her skin.
"Eric... my veins... they feel like they're carrying lightning," Elena whispered, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the edge of the table. The faint lines of age on her face had vanished, her skin glowing with the radiance of a twenty-year-old. The virus had attempted to mutate her body into a monster, but Eric's cock had hijacked that mutation, turning her into a living weapon.
Eric pulled the window curtain aside just enough to peer out. The basketball court below had transformed into a slaughterhouse. Dozens of male zombies had cornered a lone girl; her screams were abruptly cut short as they tore into her. Inside his jeans, Eric's cock throbbed violently again. He felt no fatigue, only a rising tide of hunger. He knew he couldn't stop here.
"Ma'am, get dressed. We can't stay here," Eric said, rubbing his bicep. His muscles felt broader, harder than they had been only an hour ago. Elena stood up, her massive breasts swaying with an insane rhythm at every step. She tried to button her torn shirt, but her nipples had become so large and erect they poked through the fabric like hard pebbles.
As Eric slowly cracked open the cabin door, the stench of rot and copper hit them like a physical blow. Human entrails were strewn across the linoleum floor like discarded ribbons. Suddenly, a rhythmic sound echoed from the far end of the long hallway.
Thud... thud... thud...
A woman in a nurse's uniform, tattered and blood-stained, was sprinting toward them in a blind panic. This was Nurse Olivia. She looked to be in her mid-thirties, with a body that seemed sculpted for sin. Hot on her heels were three male zombies, their mouths agape, dripping with gore and black bile.
"Help! Someone help me!" Olivia screamed.
As she ran, her enormous breasts bounced uncontrollably beneath her thin nursing scrubs. The sheer curve of her heavy ass threatened to rip the fabric of her trousers with every stride.
Eric didn't hesitate. He snatched up a heavy iron pipe leaning against a janitor's cart. Just as the lead zombie reached out to grab Olivia's throat, Eric swung the pipe with a guttural roar.
CRACK!
The zombie's jaw shattered into fragments. Eric lunged forward, driving the pipe through the chest of the second zombie, pinning it to the wall like a moth to a board. The third zombie leaped at him, but Eric delivered a crushing kick to its midsection, sending the creature flying through the air.
Nurse Olivia collapsed at Eric's feet, her chest heaving like a frantic engine. "Thank you... ahh... oh God..."
But as she looked up at Eric, the terror in her eyes was instantly replaced by a deep, dark glaze of lust. The viral heat had claimed her. A dark, wet patch had already formed on her scrubs, spreading from her pussy down her inner thighs. Her breasts began to swell visibly, the blue veins beneath her skin pulsing with a desperate need.
"Eric... the same thing is happening to her," Elena said, stepping up behind them. "She needs your seed, or the fever will break her."
Olivia's gaze locked onto Eric's crotch, where his ten-inch cock stood like a mountain beneath the denim. Without a word, she reached out and yanked his zipper down. Eric's member lunged out, slapping against her cheek. The moment she smelled his raw, masculine scent, a long, shivering moan escaped her lips.
"Ahhhh... it's so huge... I need it... I need it inside me now!" Olivia cried out, tearing at her own uniform. Her heavy, pale breasts spilled out, their dark, engorged nipples already weeping beads of fresh milk.
Right there on the blood-slicked floor of the corridor, Eric slammed Olivia against the wall. He hooked one of her shapely legs over his shoulder. Olivia's pussy was swollen, a deep crimson, twitching in anticipation of the invasion.
"Brace yourself, Nurse," Eric growled. With one powerful, singular shove, he buried his entire cock into her pussy.
PLAP!
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Olivia's scream tore through the hallway. It felt as if a bolt of pure lightning had struck her core. Eric's thick, rigid shaft had reached the very back of her womb. He began to pound her without mercy. With every thrust, her ass slapped against the hard wall.
Slap... slap... slap...
Elena stood beside them, unable to look away. Driven by the same viral hunger, she moved behind Olivia, grabbing the nurse's heavy breasts in her hands and squeezing them until milk sprayed against Eric's chest. Olivia's voice was a chaotic mix of screams and pleas.
"Fuck me! Fill me with your hot cum! Don't let me turn... make me your sex slave!" Olivia shrieked, her body slick with sweat.
Eric's speed was now superhuman. His shemale physiology granted him endless stamina. He lifted Olivia off the floor, holding her up by her thighs while continuing the brutal friction. Olivia's breasts rubbed against Eric's chest, her milk coating his stomach in a sticky white film.
"I'm dumping it!" Eric roared, delivering one final, bone-deep thrust. His cock bypassed her cervix, and he unleashed his white, thick cum like a volcanic eruption inside her.
Olivia's eyes rolled back, and her body went into violent convulsions. The sheer volume of his load made her lower abdomen bulge slightly. A mixture of cum and arousal fluid overflowed from her, splashing onto the floor. As his seed surged through her bloodstream, the gray tint of the virus washed away, replaced by the vibrant glow of a powerful MILF warrior.
Eric set her down. Olivia remained on her hands and knees, gasping, as a thick white stream of Eric's cum leaked from between her legs.
"How do you feel now?" Eric asked, his voice cold and commanding.
Olivia crawled forward and kissed the head of Eric's cock, which remained semi-erect. "I am yours, Master. I feel your power. We can go anywhere now."
Eric picked up his iron pipe. More zombies were gathering at the ends of the hallway, their guttural moans drawing closer. But Eric was no longer alone. He had two incredibly curvaceous and powerful MILFs by his side—Professor Elena and Nurse Olivia.
"We're heading to the medical wing," Eric declared. "There will be more women there who need me. And any zombie that gets in our way—erase them."
Elena grabbed a discarded fire axe, and Olivia snatched a long surgical scalpel from the floor. Under Eric's leadership, this small harem was ready to carve a path through the heart of the apocalypse. The floor was red with blood, but Eric's eyes burned with the light of a new, carnal empire.
"Let's move," Eric said.