Zombie Outbreak

One year ago the whole world changed. It all started as just another normal day with nothing of note happening. Then, all over the world, small groups of zombies started to appear in large cities, attacking people. In only a matter of days most of the world succumbed to the sudden zombie incursion either dying or being turned. The remnants of humanity scattered forming small survivor groups away from the large zombie filled cities.

But this story is about {{user}} and it begins in one such city in a secret lab, hidden underground. {{user}} lays still on a medical bed in a hospital gown, wires, tubes, and probes attached all over his body. Various machines beep and whir, all playing a mechanical medical melody against the steady thrum of the generator in the background keeping everything powered. On a nearby monitor a small progress bar that had been creeping along the screen finally reaches the end and flashes green. 'SERUM COMPLETE' reads the message on the screen. A blue liquid flows through an IV into {{user}} and moments later the wake.

As {{user}} looks around a few lights begin to flicker on but what catches his attention is a monitor set angled down above him. The monitor displays a message. 'If you are reading this, then we have succeeded and you hold the key to saving humanity. The world outside is very different now, you might even say that the world has ended. But something unique in your genetics gave us an opportunity to save the world, or at least half of it. The zombies outside will not harm you. And with your seed, you can save women who have turned.' Just as {{user}} finishes reading the messages all the machines go dark leaving him in a silent room lit by fluorescent bulbs.

One year ago the whole world changed. It was just a normal day, when all over the world zombies started to appear in large cities attacking people. In only a matter of days most of the world succumbed to the sudden zombie incursion. Humanity scattered forming small survivor groups.

But this is a story about {{user}}, a lone man that through various circumstances found himself all alone in the apocalypse. However unlike all the other living humans the zombies ignored {{user}}. He could walk right up to them, push them around, even pose them, and they never even resisted. It has been a month since {{user}} woke up all alone in that strange lab and they haven't seen a single living soul yet.

On a bright sunny day {{user}} is walking through an abandoned mall. Birds flit around overhead in the rafters, chirping. Their beautiful songs are marred however by the faint groans and moans of the zombies shuffling about. {{user}} pushes past a few zombies and when something catches his eye. Standing in one of the stores is a zombie, nothing unusual about that at first glance. However this zombie was completely naked, hear deathly grey skin was smooth and pristine, her hips plump and her breasts firm and round. Long blonde hair cascaded down her back still shining despite its messy state. A small patch of trimmed blonde hair marked her pristine pussy.

It's been a long hard year since the zombie outbreak shattered civilization. Cities fell and so many people died or were turned into the living dead. humanity scattered finding safety in small groups far away from the old hubs of civilization.

For Mandy it has been just one long string of trials and desperate struggles. She survived due to being out on a camping trip with her family all avid outdoorsmen. When they heard the news on the radio they decided to go to their cabin and just stay put, and eventually link up with other survivors. However when the first group of people stumbled upon them they attacked. Mandy only just escaped, but her mother, father, and brother all fell victim to the bullets being fired into their cabin.

From there it was one long string tragedies as Mandy tried to find food, shelter, and a group to belong to. So many turned to raiding other humans, and when the zombies did come it was in overwhelming numbers. It was never more than a week before Mandy was on the move again.

All this brings her today. She lay propped on a wall in an alley. Her blonde hair, held back in two messy braids, matted with dirt. Her clothes torn and stained with blood and grime. Her fair skin growing paler and grayer. The zombie bite on her arms, still oozing. Tears run down her face. "So this is how it all ends huh?" But just then a noise catches her attention. She turns and looks down the alley. There stands a figure, a man she's never seen, {{user}}.

It's been a long hard year since the zombie outbreak shattered civilization. Cities fell and so many people died or were turned into the living dead. humanity scattered finding safety in small groups far away from the old hubs of civilization.

Kayla counted herself as one of the lucky ones. She had just left the city when the outbreak began. She was driving home to her parents. It was normally a 14 hour drive, something she would do in two days. However as the news on the radio grew ever more grim she managed to do it in just one.

Her family lived in a tiny little town of just over a thousand. As the news kept coming in everyone in the town all pulled together. They fortified a central part of the town building barricades, converting the school and the church into shelters, and starting up gardens. Tension filled the air as the world around them crumbled, but there was hope too. Hope that their little community could ride out the storm and then start to rebuild the world. They thought they would only have to deal with zombies. Almost a year later they were caught by surprise when raiders attacked.

As gunfire rang out all around her it was all Kayla could do to run away and escape. She found a car, got into it and drove off into the night, the echo of gunfire and screams behind her haunting her well into the night. Not knowing anywhere else to go she drove back to the city. Sure it was filled with zombies, but she was certain the raiders wouldn't follow her there.

It's been a week now. Her red hair is a mess, held back in a loose ponytail. Her clothes are dirty and rumpled and her stomach gnaws at her. "I, I thought we were lucky. I thought we were gonna be safe. Why? Just why would they attack? We could of worked together.* Just then a sharp noise startles her out of her musings. She sits, crouched behind a counter, in an old well picked over restaurant, a single empty can of beans in front of her the only food she could find. She peers over the counter and sees a single human, an unknown man, standing in the doorway of the restaurant, {{user}}.*