Chapter 1 - News from the outside

Madison leaned up against the bus window, watching the people pass go by. A pair of black head phones stuck out from her ears. She had left her backpack in the seat next to her to prevent any unwanted company. The bus jostled as it went over a bump in the road. She hid her sea green eyes behind a pair of dark sunglasses. She kept her long blonde hair pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a dark grey jacket over her white buttoned up blouse, a pair of denim shorts, a pair of converse shoes with knee high black socks. Madison pretended to not to notice the middle school boys, that  sitting across the aisle, ogling her ample bosom.
            One of them whispered quietly but not quietly enough, "I bet those are C cups" 
            Another one, the one wearing a red cap whispered, "No way they gotta be D cup, my sister has boobs like those and she is a D cup."
            Madison took a deep breath and let it slowly. "They're DD's, you snot nosed brats," she thought to herself.
            The bus slowed to a stop in front of a building with a sign that read "Artie's Drugstore" hanging over its window. Madison stood and slung her backpack over her shoulder as the bus door swung open with a hiss of escaping air. She walked onto the street as the bus door closed behind. The bus pulled off from the curb and turned down a side street. Madison noticed that the street was deserted on her walk home, there were no people out on the streets and no cars drove by. She walked up the steps to her house and noticed of her parents' cars parked in the driveway.
            "That's weird, Mom and Dad are never home this early from work," Madison thought to herself as she pulled her keys from her jacket pocket. She heard faint moans and a wet slapping sound as she opened the door. She walked inside to her dad slumped over the back of the couch with blood gushing out from a wound in his neck painting the cushions crimson red.  A man in ragged clothing had her mother pressed down over the kitchen table. The back of her pants had been torn off and the front of her shirt and bra had been ripped open, freeing her tits that were now squished on the top of the table. The man held onto her mother by her love handles as he repeatedly thrust his erect cock up to the hilt into her pussy. Her mother's pussy juice flowed freely down the sides of her legs. The man pushed himself up to the hilt and laid onto of her back. Madison saw white globs of cum seep out from her mom's cunt and drip onto the floor.
            "Mom," Madison shouted stepping over to the fireplace. She picked up the fire poker and charged the man. "No Madison, get away from here," her mother screamed as Madison drove the poker deep into the man's back. He grunted but he did not react as blood oozed out from the wound.
            "Madison run," her mother cried as she threw her head back, he long mousy brown hair spilling over her shoulder. 
            The man pulled out from her mother with a wet plop. Madison knew that he was dead as he turned to face her. His cold white marble eyes stared her down from a rotting face. The skin had began to peel and Madison could see the muscles underneath twitching and moving. Madison backed away from the man, bumping into the couch. The dead man lurched towards her with its grubby hands raised looking for her. Its manhood stood at fully erect with a glob of its baby batter dripping from its tip. Madison stood paralyzed with fear as the zombie grew ever closer.
            "Madison run, forget about me," her mother screamed. She threw her arms around the zombie, knocking the two of them to the ground. They landed in a heap on the floor. The zombie climbed on top of her and plunged her cock up to the hilt in her pussy.
            "Go get away from here," her mother said in between moans of pleasure. The zombie pushed her to the ground and pounded her cunt.
            Madison inched her way to the door when a warm hand grabbed her by the wrist. She turned to see the corpse of her father had reanimated. Her father pulled her closer and Madison despite pulling back felt her feet sliding across the wooden floor. Madison tried to pry her father's finger but they remained wrapped around her wrist. Her father grabbed her left tit and dug his fingers  deep into her tit flesh. She gasped and moaned as he tugged on her breast. He pulled her close and pushed her cold wet tongue into her mouth. She pushed up against his chest but she could not break free. She slid her hands across it stomach and unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his flaccid cock.
            "God I hope this works," Madison thought to herself as she began to beat off her father. His soft penis hardened and grew erect.
            Her undead father let go of her wrist and she felt his hand travel down her stomach to her groin. His fingers slipped through the waist band of her shorts. She let out a faint moan as her father's fingers pushed into her cunt through the fabric of her panties. Madison blindly reached behind her and grabbed the table lamp beside the couch and cracked across her zombie father's head. He fell to the ground with a heavy thud. Madison jumped over the couch and grabbed the keys sitting on the coffee table. She burst through the door going back to the street. She frantically pushed the unlock button on the fob and the lights on her mother's small white sedan flashed as the car unlocked. More zombies flooded onto the street, they lumbered towards Madison. She ran over to the car, jumped in and slammed the door shut. She locked all the car doors as the zombies pounded on the car with their grimy fists. Madison twisted the key in the ignition and the car roared to life. She put the car into reverse and floored it, the car ran over the zombies as it zoomed onto the street. She switched to drive and peeled off going down the street. She pushed through intersections, ignoring the red lights. A zombie crashed onto her windshield smashing through the glass. Madison swerved the car and smashed into a another car. Zombies swarmed around the car, reaching through the shattered glass. Madison passed out in her seat. A hand grabbed the sleeve of her jacket. Panic grew in her chest as the zombie pulled her closer to the window. Madison slipped out from her jacket and climbed over to the passenger side. She jumped out of the car and ran.





Madison ran through the street, overlooked by tall apartments. She gave a quick glance over her shoulder to see hordes of rotting zombies chasing after her. Madison noticed an alleyway between two of the buildings. She stopped short and sprinted down the alleyway. She ran into a tall wooden fence blocking the end of the alley. Madison turned around to see the zombies pouring in down the alleyway. A cold sweat ran down her body, she looked up  spotted a rusty, old fire escape ladder hanging over a dumpster. 

Madison hoisted herself on to top of the dumpster. She walked along the Madison leaped and grabbed hold of the edge of the ladder. The ladder dropped slightly leaving her dangling over the mass of the undead. They reached clumsily for her feet. She felt it shaking as she pulled herself up onto the next rung. Madison felt something cold  grab onto her ankle, it’s weight pulled her down, she grabbed on to the bottom rung as her body dangled from the ladder. She looked down to see a zombie dangling from her ankle. Madison pulled herself up to the next rung and heaved onto the next. She interlocked her arms with the ladder and rested for a  moment. The muscles in her arms throbbed in pain. She felt It’s cold, wet tongue slid up her calf.

“That’s so gross, you sick bastard,” Madison said as she tried to jerked her foot loose from the zombie’s grip.
The zombie’s grip loosened but it held on. Its other hand reached up to grab a hold of the waistband of her short denim shorts. The zombie’s finger dug in underneath her shorts, and pulled itself up. Madison felt the fabric straining as she thrashed about wildly. The shorts ripped, revealing Madison’s pink panties. The zombie fell but it wrapped its arms around  her legs to stop its fall. Madison’s arms and fingers burned, she felt them slipping from the ladder rung. She readjusted her grip as she pulled herself and her passenger to the next rung. The zombie buried its face into Madison's crotch, she squirmed as its tongue slid across her panties. 

Madison looked down to see the horde of zombies clambering underneath her. Some fell but others climbed onto of them and managed to climb on top of the garbage dumpster. She felt her fingers slipping from the weight of the zombie. She gripped the rung of the tightly in one hand as she let go with the other. She at the zombie’s head, trying to get its head away from her vagina. It looked up and growled at her as it swiped at her with one of it’s hands. Madison pried one of her legs free and kneed the zombie in the chest. The zombie’s grip slipped and fell to the ground. It crashed into the other undead, knocking them other in the process. Madison climbed up the ladder, she looked over the railing down to the ground. She saw the zombies circling like a pack of wolves. Madison pulled the ladder up away from the prying hands of the undead.
Madison turned to see a window leading into an apartment room. Madison pressed her face up against the glass to see clothes up turned furniture scattered across the floor. There was a door frame but she could not make out what was inside.  She noticed the window had been left unlocked. She lifted it up and climbed into the room, she stood still for a moment, listening for any sounds of other people. She looked through the clothes for a new pair of pants. She found a miniskirt, it was too small so her bottom of her bubble ass stuck out. 

“It’s not great but it will have to do,” Madison said as she tried to pull the skirt down cover her butt. “Well time to see what we have here,” she said to herself. She placed her backpack up against the wall by the window. The mattress and frame had been laid up against the door. A crank radio sat on top of the dirty mattress. Madison picked it and flicked the power switch on. White noise roared out from the speakers, Madison fumbled with the volume turning it down till it was little more than a whisper. She tuned the frequency till she heard voices.  She flipped through the channels until she came to a news station.

 A deep voice said, “I am here to announce that due to the deadly virus has spread to New York City. It has now been added to quarantine. No one is allowed in or out. Food and medical supplies will dropped into the city two times a week in Central Square Park. We will be bringing you more updates as the story progresses.”

“Shit, there has to be a way out of this city,” Madison said to herself as she stood up. She looked to see a closed wooden door was to her left. She tried the door handle but it was locked. She bashed she shoulder into the door frame, the door rattled but it did not break. She slammed into the door again, the wood crack and the door opened an inch. Madison looked in to see a bathroom, it had a tub and shower. The floor was lined with white tiles. She then noticed a dried patch of blood on the floor. Madison stepped back and smashed into the door, breaking it off of its hinges. A man’s body lay up against the tub, there was a bullet wound in the side of his head. The gun was on the ground beside him, still gripped in the palm of his hand. Madison pried his fingers off of the gun and she took it. She checked the bullet chamber and saw that there were two bullets loaded. She popped out the empty cartridge onto the tile floor. Madison noticed a Polaroid photograph taped to the bottom right corner of the mirror. The picture depicted a family of four at a beach.

A loud bang on the door to the apartment, shook Madison out of her daydream. The banging continued and low deep growl could be heard from behind the door. Madison ran back to the main room to see the zombies trying to break down the door. It had only moved a couple inches due to the furniture pushed up against the door. A pale arm reached out through the opening, it pushed at the furniture. Madison slammed the door down the arm, the arm flailed around smashing into everything till it latched onto one of Madison’s tits. The arm tore open her white button up shirt, scattering the buttons across the floor. and its cold fingers slipped under the cup of her white lace bra. It pinched and pulled on her nipple. Madison gasped and moaned as she felt a strange sensation growing in between her legs. She cried out as she orgasmed, warm fluid trickled down her legs. 

A thump against the door brought Madison back to reality. The zombie pushed his head through the Gap and he pushed the door back further. Madison smashed into the door and slammed shut, severing the zombie's head and arm. The arm crawled along the floor, spewing black liquid from its wound until it seized up and ceased moving. The sounds from outside the door ceased and Madison heard the zombies walking away. She sighed with relief as she sat down, leaning against the door.

Static from the radio crackled as the announcer said, “We have a message from the military officials in charge of the quarantine to any survivors still living in the city. saying that they are running an evacuation. They will pull out in two months on March 14th. You will need identification to confirm your identity. The army will be waiting on the bridge to Brooklyn. That is all we have for you now, there will be further updates as we go on.”

The radio returned to static. Madison flipped the off switch, cutting off the noise. She pulled a folded up map and a black marker out from her backpack and laid it down on the carpet. She circled the Manhattan Bridge. Madison chewed on her lip and said, “So I am here” and circled a block of apartments within Southampton. “And I need to get to over here.” She drew a line, making her path the bridge. Madison replaced the marker's cap and dropped it beside the map. Madison sat down upon the mattress and laid down. A heat remained in her nether region. She pulled her skirt up and pulled her panties down to see damp spots dotting her underwear.
“I can’t have possibly gotten horny just by getting fondled by those walking corpses,” Madison muttered to herself. The desire remained, she bit her lip. She experimentally ran a fingertip across her pussy. A shiver ran down her spine, a strand of her pussy juice clung to her finger tip. She paused for a moment with her hand hovering over her cunt. She flexed her fingers before she stuck two fingers into her slick pussy. She quivered and a soft moan escaped as her fingers pushed her pussy lips apart. Madison played with her clit, massaging it with her index finger  as she slid her fingers into her pussy. She unbuttoned her shirt and slid her free hand under her bra. She massaged one of her breast, tugging and teasing her nipple. The feeling in her loins grew as she sped up, increasing her speed.  The feeling felt like a fire burning until an orgasm washed over her. She gasped as she came. Madison laid back onto the bed  and stared up at the ceiling as Sleep washed over her, leading her into unconsciousness.


