Chapter 59: Erotic Show
"This must be a joke, right?" Junk said out loud. Not that he minded. This wasn't the issue at hand. But the fact that the answer to everything in order to save themselves against the undead was to give them a show to experience wasn't exactly what he thought he was going to have to do. Still, he listened to his demanding Witch Queen.
"I would never joke in such a dangerous moment," she said.
"Oh! I thought she was going to say that she wouldn't joke. Period," April said, finding a way to be amused by the stern and serious, even at the worst of times. September gave her a mean look.
"There is no time to be wasted. Junk. Strip April naked," she commanded him, as the undead covered in pink flowers continued marching into their direction. Junk didn't hesitate one moment, as this was clear that September thought that it was the last option they had on their hands. The Minotaur quickly turned to April, grabbed her purple nightgown, pulled on it as hard as he could, pulled on it so hard that he ripped it off her back into a dozen pieces. The next moment, April found herself wearing nothing but her heels. She was naked other than that. April gasped as she was savagely undressed.
"And then what?" the Minotaur asked his witch. This was a valid question. What was next? Junk still remembered that he was told to have sex with her, but he had never done such a thing in front of zombies. The sheer amount of undead surrounding them didn't help either. It was a lot for him to bypass and ignore.
"Fuck her and let's see how they react to it," September said. The undead kept marching toward them. No one but April was certain of this. April was still looking around, feeling like they were going to be murdered by all of these zombies. There were too many of them. Even the forces of the three of them combined couldn't possibly be enough to defeat all of them. There were at least thirty of them in this massively large room underneath the foggy marsh.
"Are we sure this is a good idea? Shouldn't we run away or something?" April wasn't feeling it too much. She was always up to getting fucked by her precious Minotaur, but never when she was frightened like this and that her life was threatened on this level.
"Let's do it!" These were the last words Junk shouted before picking up the elvish girl with the gorgeous dark skin and placing her on top of his member. The Minotaur had just had enough time to push it out of his armor through the large hole in front, built exactly for that one reason. Alright, perhaps there was at least one more reason for the existence of this opening in his armor, but that was beside the point. Without wasting another second, Junk dropped April on top of his cock and penetrated as soon as possible. The deadly zombies were so close to gaining access to them that September looked behind her and spotted one of them that was attempting to grope her ass, reaching for it with one of his hands. This was the last drop for the former Witch Queen. She immediately avoided the hand of the zombie behind her. Climbed in the strong back of the Minotaur, using it as a ramp to get as high as possible.
"Hey? What are you doing?" Junk asked the Autumn witch.
"Don't mind me. Keep having sex with her," she mentioned to him as she jumped in the air after climbing on the back of her loyal subject and came drastically close to reach the ceiling of the underground room. September still had her scepter in the palm of her right hand. The mouth of the jack-o-lantern at the tip of the scepter suddenly opened up. It moved. The sharp teeth of the jack-o-lantern bit and then anchored themselves to the moist ceiling. September was now protected against the zombie, hooked to the ceiling. She could see the entire room from up there. She could analyze the situation.
"It's such a shame, Junk. I am still pregnant, which means that you won't be able to re-impregnate me again," she said to him.
"April. I believe we have more urgent problems right here," and then, the Minotaur proceeded even though she was already pregnant. This wasn't changing anything for him at this point. He held her against his chest and moved his hips back and forth, so he could fuck April as fast and as hard as possible, hoping it would satisfy the undead as September believed it would. Now, the only thing Junk and April could do was believe. Believing it was going to work. At this point, that was the only viable thing to do.
Even though the fucking had only begun and that it was as basic and as primal as the beast holding her in his arms and blasting her delicate pussy… All of a sudden… The undead stopped marching toward them. They stopped moving. They watched. And listened. Carefully listened to April moaning as the animal of her life was making her feel like a woman again. Her wet, long, and pink tongue was sticking out of her mouth, she was feeling so great right now.
"Is it working, Junk?" April noticed that she was being watched a lot. Not just because the zombies were interested in them, but because they were actually getting a kick out of it, it seemed.
"I don't know. Let's just keep doing it," he mentioned to her.
"I'm going to come, Junk! I'm coming already! I feel like I'm always reaching my orgasms much faster when I am pregnant!"
"I'm about to ejaculate as well! Even though you are already pregnant, I'll shoot everything inside of you!" he shouted at her. She moaned louder than ever before that day as she successfully reached her orgasm and was filled up by Junk. By this time, the undead had mostly begun touching themselves. Jerking off as they continued to watch. Naturally envying Junk, but not doing anything to replace him, which was strange.
"They are satisfied enough for now! We can escape!" September gave them a heads-up.