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The Video Gamer's Sex Stories
Volume 17 - Resident Evil 2 - Secure Place


    With amazing agility, the lithe Sherry Birkin clambered over a 
brick wall at the end of one of Raccoon City's many alleyways. She had 
been running from zombies and killer dogs for days, ever since Chief 
Irons had been slain protecting her. Cast out of the safety of the 
police station, it seemed only a matter of time before she too would 
join the soulless masses.

    Now more than ever, it appeared her brief flight was near an end. A 
group of canines let off futile barks at being denied their prey, which 
only served to attract more former humans to her position.

    Caught in a maze of winding passages, Sherry sped up and down the 
back streets, dodging any that echoed with the tell-tale shuffling of 
the undead. In a panic, she suddenly realized that an imposing 
barbed-wire fence was blocking the path forward, and another moaning 
humanoid had just cut off any means of escape.

    "Come 'ere, kid!" a ragged voice suddenly called out, at last 
breaking through when the young blonde understood it was not coming 
from a monster, but a healthy-looking male lawman instead. Elated, she 
raised her arms so he could pull her through an open window, the angry 
shouts of thwarted zombies fading away distantly as gunfire erupted 
from her savior's pistol.

    "We're lucky we found you when we did!" a redheaded boy commented 
as she emerged in a large, well-lit room, looking as green to the force 
as she was.

    "Yeah... sure are." said another in the shadows, a beefy 
dark-haired man with an extensive gut. The hushed excitement in his 
voice made Sherry feel a little uneasy, but the handsome male who had 
swiped her from harm's way suddenly broke in.

    "Hate to rush you," he said, looking up and down at her ragged and 
torn clothes. "But it's not safe here anymore, and we need to head back 
to the resistance soon. Why don't you go downstairs and freshen up? 
There's still running water in this part of town, and it'll be your 
last chance for awhile..."

    Sherry blushed noticeably at his gaze, realizing that more of her 
adolescent body was on display than she would have liked, but the 
allure of the caressing water quickly washed away any hesitation. 
"Sure!" she replied cheerfully. "That'd be neat!"

    For the first time since her mother had confessed what was going 
on, Sherry thought she might actually escape this madness alive.

***

    Following the stairs down to the basement of the outpost, the young 
Birkin child took great comfort in the pains made to keep this place 
safe from the ravenous horde. It appeared to be an abandoned athletic 
facility, doors and windows boarded up securely so the policemen could 
not be snuck up on from behind by the zombies.

    Rounding a corner and finding gleaming tiles staring back at her, 
the little girl was suddenly struck with how long it had been since 
she'd been able to enjoy such luxuries. Without stopping to check if 
any of the men upstairs had followed her down, she pulled off her shirt 
and let her skirt and panties drop down to the ground. After laying her 
golden pendant reverently on the pile, she strode into the showers as  
nude as the day she was born.

    The first blasts of warm liquid were like a heavenly blanket, 
immediately rinsing off the grime accumulated from many nights of 
sleeping outdoors. For awhile, Sherry simply stood in the gentle 
waterfall, relishing the feeling of being allowed to be so defenseless 
once again. The petite female didn't know how long she'd been standing 
there, or even when the falling water had lulled her into closing her 
eyes, but the distinct sound of wet footsteps brought her attention 
back in an instant.

    "Thought we could use a little rinse, too!" the heavyset one 
sneered, watching as his confused voyeur looked straight at lengthy rod 
extending from his crotch. "Hope you don't mind sharing with us..."

    "Oh!" Sherry gasped, instinctively attempting to cover her 
privates, and managing to do so only because her hairless crotch and 
flat chest were so underdeveloped. "I don't think I should let you see 
me like this..."

    "Come on!" he barked in a mysteriously annoyed fashion. "After all 
that you've been through, you're worried about letting us see your 
pussy?"

    Sherry immediately turned red. She was not at all used to people 
using such dirty words in front of her, and even less accustomed to 
them referring to her own exposed genitalia. More out of sheer 
intimidation than anything else, the pint-sized preteen reluctantly 
acquiesced, letting her hands fall away. Her entire body was once again 
on display, and she could feel thee sets of lewd eyes absorbing every 
minute detail of her flesh, almost as if they were emitting a physical 
manifestation that was eagerly probing her naughty bits.

    The dirty man eventually returned to his own bathing, and this time 
it was Sherry who couldn't keep her eyes from roaming. Regardless of 
any embarrassment, she *was* aware that there was something forbidden 
only a few feet away, and the tiny blonde couldn't help making 
occasional glances at the man's erect penis

    "Go ahead and touch it..." the fat man said seductively, noticing 
her curiosity and flexing his groin so the stiff member bobbed lazily. 
"It won't bite..."

    "No thanks..." she responded curtly. "I really shouldn't..."

***

    She had seen many cocks in the past few days, of course - it seemed 
that zombies almost never turned a girl before raping them, and Sherry 
had inadvertently witnessed a good deal of these assaults already.

    Upon first exiting the police station after days of isolation from 
the main city by the adults, she was shocked to find the most 
debaucherous scene of her life waiting outside. One of the STARS 
members was holding a lady clad in red and black against the stone 
staircase. His pants were around his ankles, and the shocked kid had a 
good guess as to what he was doing with her.

    "Please, help me!" the violated girl called out, struggling so that 
the vee between her legs became visible. Sherry let her mouth fall open 
in a gasp as she watched the misshapen shaft that once belonged to Brad 
Vickers pierce the woman's vagina with ease.

    "Unnnngh!" Claire Redfield cried, shutting her eyes as the 
unwelcome lover ripped her shirt in two, letting her shapely tits out 
into the night air. "Do something!"

    Even had Sherry the power to help the defiled female, her slender 
body was totally bereft of will. She was mesmerized by the scene in 
front of her, especially the large breasts that would soon spring from 
her own chest. The astonished scientist's daughter was also amazed by 
how much she could make out of the ravaged, but hitherto 
well-maintained slit, which was still framed by more hair than she had 
at all below her head.

    At last, Claire seemed to realize the futility in resisting, and 
simply lay on the cold steps, letting Brad take her by force. Sherry 
continued watching, unable to pull away from the erotic scene. She made 
sure to look around every few minutes, in order to make sure another 
zombie didn't sneak up and do the same thing to *her* cherished 
virginity, but at the same time wondered what it would feel like with 
unusually depraved interest.

    In only a few minutes, the dishonored Redfield sister let out a 
moan of revulsion, wincing as the undead phallus twitched inside her 
passage. The nosy blonde watching on saw Brad pull out with a grunt, 
leaving behind a gooey white mess in his poor victim. Seeing him turn 
to her with the same voracious leer was all the incentive needed, and 
in a flash, Sherry Birkin was running as far away as her spindly legs 
could carry her.

    If she had been running back home instead of further into the 
chaos, she would have noticed her panties were mysteriously damp. 
Unfortunately, the evidence dried before she could ever find out, and 
her first proof of sexual arousal went completely unnoticed.

    After that, there was no end to the opportunity for the young girl 
to spy on more perverted acts of procreation. Although she was able to 
make good progress in escaping the doomed metropolis during the daytime 
when the predators were lackluster and sluggish, at night it seemed 
only building rooftops were safe enough to hide. The downside, though, 
was that those vantage points made it impossible to ignore the 
violation of Raccoon City's females.

    She tried to drive the horrible sounds away, but they even began to 
pervade her dreams, especially the worst ones. Quite a few times, 
Sherry had seen youngsters who could not have been older than herself 
have to endure the horizontal dance much earlier than expected. Now 
that most of their parents had sacrificed themselves to the horde so 
their fragile offspring could escape, the entire area seemed to be 
populated by scampering children.

    The panther-like licking monsters seemed to have an affinity for 
juvenile redheads, pinning their tiny bodies atop car hoods, store 
fronts, or even the hard concrete before ravaging their tiny cunnies 
with vicious thrusts. Dogs went after the brunettes and dark-haired 
kids mostly, often gang-banging traumatized preteens two or three at a 
time before leaving them to become zombies as well. Malformed humans, 
of course, took to pillaging the vestal chambers of blonde minors, much 
to Sherry's horror. She almost couldn't believe they would stoop to 
such levels of depravity, but the countless screams of her peers losing 
their cherries to the monsters was plainly apparent.

***

    Unlike those lecherous fiends, the man standing in the next shower 
over had thick, massive phallus. It was much more pleasant to look at 
than the deformed snakes protruding from a zombie's trousers, even if 
its owner had made her feel a bit uncomfortable. Sherry almost felt a 
tinge of excitement upon looking further down the line to her left, 
seeing two more penises bobbing happily. The man who'd pulled her to 
safety and his redheaded confederate looked immensely pleased at being 
able to showoff their manhood to such an immature audience now that law 
and order had pretty much evaporated.

    "I still feel a little funny doing this with grown-ups." Sherry 
announced abruptly, grabbing a nearby bar of soap to commence cleansing 
herself. "Are you sure this is alright?"

    "Yes, of course..." the good-looking one countered stepping over to 
the empty space on her right. "We can't bring you back to base without 
being totally clean. Now, do you want us to help you wash? I'm sure we 
can all get it done quicker together..."

    "Um... okay!" Sherry squeaked, hoping the others didn't notice the 
shimmer in her eyes. The fat one came off as foul and immoral when he 
talked, but the other suitor made her feel warm and fluttery inside. 
"Just try not to touch my... *thing*."

    Grinning cockily, he did just that -- for a time. As the heavyset 
male and his younger partner stole looks at the show, Sherry handed 
over the soap and allowed herself to be lathered up, trying to conceal 
an horny smile. She'd gotten awfully worked up thinking about what had 
happened to all those poor girls in Raccoon City.

    "Wow, you must've been on the streets for awhile..." the man said, 
now hunkered down and using both hands to caress and restore her skin 
to its natural state. "How does it feel, getting cleaned up again?"

    "It's... oooooh! Nice!" Sherry sighed, allowing him to rub her 
unblossomed chest. She lifted her arms without question, shivering when 
the strong fingers teased her underarms, moving down towards her butt.

    "Does it feel good?" her elder partner asked, using the utmost 
restraint to resist feeling up her pouty honeypot. "Like when you touch 
yourself at night?" He knew it was a longshot, but it would be worth it 
to listen to a ten-year-old confess to masturbating.

    "Yeah..." the tender blonde replied dreamily, confirming his 
wildest desires. "But I know I'm not supposed to do that..."

    "Hey, it's perfectly natural." the suave cop soothed. "Everyone 
does it, so you wouldn't mind if I played with it, do you?"

     This was the moment of truth. If she didn't consent to at least 
this, he knew there would be nothing stopping his two associates from 
taking her hidden treasure by force. Both of them were watching the 
scene with lustful stares, anxiously awaiting her answer. Were she to 
agree, the little girl might be able to at least get off before they 
had their way with her.

    "Okay, then!" she shot back warily, much to the relief of her three 
onlookers. "Just... be gentle..."

***

    Ever so innocent, Sherry let herself be coaxed into a sitting 
position with her back against the wall, legs spread wide enough to 
show all she had. Without wasting any time, her elated partner made his 
hands slick with soap, then shoved one into the vee of her girlhood.

    It was quite pleasant, far better than anything she'd ever 
experienced using her own clumsy digits. Within seconds, her loins felt 
as if enkindled by a blazing fire, and the naked child could barely 
contain her joy in mere guttural sounds.

    "Mmm... that's really nice!" she lauded truthfully, letting loose 
muffled sounds of passion as her bare vagina was teased in the most 
gracious of ways. The titillating sensations were so intense that 
Sherry could barely stand to watch her hairless flower fluttering 
wildly, and let her head rest on the cool tile. From this angle, she 
could see both the young boy and his perverted companion had moved 
close to her, abandoning all pretenses of showering now.

    The rubbing continued for several minutes, and by then, Sherry was 
so far into the new and wonderful feelings, she didn't offer a word of 
resistance when the heavyset man knelt down as well, spreading suds 
over her nonexistent mounds. "Keep doing it..." she moaned seductively, 
knowing her tiny nubs were becoming excited and erect. Soon, the young 
boy had gotten involved as well, caressing her extended legs with the 
look of a rabid dog who has at last been given a scrap to eat.

    Her mind muddled with a flood of eroticism, the preteen female did 
not even see the runaway train that was her very first climax coming. 
Sherry's speech had degraded into disjointed fragments by now, spotted 
with groans that were far beyond the pleasure such a young body was 
meant to encounter.

    "Don't... stop..." she panted, face crimson with the magic building 
up inside her crotch. "Rub me, please! I think... something's 
happening... it's.... OH!"

    Totally lost with sexual abandon, the blonde girl leaned forward, 
grabbing the hunk in front of her without thinking. Sherry was crying  
with delight, nearly screaming as her virgin hole exploded with 
orgasmic glory. "Oh my God!" she yelled into his shoulder, eyes 
involuntarily slammed shut. "It's so good!"

    A wicked smile appeared on the man's face as he continued to stroke 
her clitoris, even while the oversexed kid female was coming all over 
his hand. "Yeah..." he comforted, kissing her gently on the forehead. 
"I thought you'd like it."

    Even when the endorphins flooding her brain had long since ceased, 
Sherry was still hugging her lover right, bucking her thin hips on his 
hand, which was now motionless.

    "More... please..." she begged, insatiable for more of what had 
just happened. "I want to do that forever..."

    "Well..." her mate responded, suddenly sounding quite formal. 
"Seeing as we just made you feel really good, it would only be fair if 
you let us get off too..."

    "What... do you want?" Sherry asked innocently, still woozy from 
the gratification.

    "You know..." the large man butted in. Looking over, she noticed he 
was holding his dick with one hand, fingers curled into a fist and 
rapidly pumping up and down the length.

    "No... not that!" she pleaded, understanding how horribly wrong 
this was going. She should have known it was too good to be true. Even 
after doing such marvelous things to her body, the one thing they had 
all intended on doing was sticking their big cocks in her little pussy.

    "Sorry, baby..." the handsome one said, raising her up by the 
armpits and pinning her small mass to the wall. "We've been lonely for 
a long time. So, if you want our protection, you'll need to put out."

    "You can't!" Sherry countered in a high-pitched voice, watching as 
he positioned himself perfectly underneath her naked orifice. "I'm too 
little! It won't fit!" After so long a period of arousal, the man's 
penis did indeed look obscenely large below her small cunt, but there 
was no doubt in anyone's mind now that the little girl was soon going 
to be riding atop the meaty pole whether she liked it or not.

    "Then you'd better hold those legs open more, sweetie..." he 
continued, dropping her just enough so that his engorged manhood began 
to spear her labia. "Because I'm coming inside you."

    Sherry yelped as he let her go, forcing the entirety of her eighty 
pound frame onto his stiff prick. Still being unsullied, her opening 
was extremely tight, and kept the man from rushing all the way her womb 
in one go. Unfortunately, gravity could only pull the uproarious female 
one way -- compelling the tiny female to accept more and more dick in 
her stretched opening.

    "Please, don't do it!" she bemoaned, feeling him ram even further 
inside with every slight movement. "I promise I won't tell anyone if 
you just stop... OW! Please, you're hurting me!"

    "Uhhhhhh..." her rapist grunted, blown over by the thought of 
banging this small child until she was leaking his seed. "How... could 
you not like this? Look how sexy you are... I can't stop! Not now!"

    Still fighting, Sherry tried to push against his chest, hoping to 
extricate her sensitive hole from this undesired intrusion. Her feeble 
muscles, though, were not match for his built frame, and the effort 
only served to hasten the demise of her maidenhood.

    "Can't... wait..." he groaned, holding her to the wall with his 
chest. "I want to fuck you... so bad!"

    "No!" Sherry shouted in vain. "I... don't... want to!"

    A series of final squeals punctured the din of the running showers 
as her partner brutally stabbed her hole, forcing her vaginal walls 
further apart until at last breaking the hymen. With a satisfied heave 
of relief, he leaned back with her in his arms, relishing the faces of 
him comrades. The two other men had a mixed look on their faces -- both 
wonder at how the diminutive female could have taken such a large rod, 
and anticipation at the prospect of being able to discover the answer 
for themselves.

    Sherry had opened both her mouth and eyes wide when she was 
defiled, emitting a silent scream of anguish. Now, though, the pretty 
blonde was silent, holding onto the man who had done it only to keep 
from falling to the ground. "You're so lucky..." he announced 
haughtily. "Getting screwed so early. It must make you feel proud."

    "It feels like you're splitting me open..." she said with a sniff, 
seemingly devoid of any fighting spirit. "Just do it quickly..."

    "You have such a nice body.." Sherry's lover replied mockingly, 
lifting her up by the hips and shoving his tongue in her mouth. They 
kissed for a few seconds, and then he slammed her entire body back onto 
his phallus, evoking a muffled "Uummmph!" from the terrified preteen. 
"I don't think I'll be done for quite a bit..."

    True to his word, the handsome man continued to assault Sherry's 
virile pussy for some time, occasionally interjecting with dirty talk 
he knew would embarrass her. "I bet you never thought you'd get to have 
sex so soon.." the pervert whispered into her ear, idly fondling her 
nude features with a free hand.

    "No..." blubbed Sherry ineffectively, still wheezing each time the 
crown of his tool bumped her cervix.

    "So, do you like it?" he continued, gaining momentum at his own 
words. "Does my cock feel good inside you?"

    "No..." Sherry repeated, blinking away a tear. "I wish you'd just 
hurry up..."

    "Don't you worry about that!" her forced lover said with a laugh, 
continuing to pump past her inflamed vulva. "You'll be full of my cum 
in no time!"

    The young Birkin daughter soon enough found herself pushed against 
the wet tile wall again, knocking the wind out of her small lungs. She 
could feel his knees spreading her legs wide, and arms moving to hold 
her hands high above. Spread-eagle, Sherry finally felt the pistoning 
rod in her belly tingle. She knew what was next.

    "Uhhh..." her debased molester burst out, bucking into her feminine 
passage with renewed vigor. "I'm cummin' in your twat, little girl. Oh, 
it feels great!"

    Sherry couldn't help moaning out loud when she felt his slimy load 
seep into her womb. She was too young to know that her uterus still had 
a few years before growing mature enough to care for a baby, and could 
only imagine what was going to happen now that her crotch was leaking 
sperm.

    "Geez, you were fantastic, kid!" her lover commented jubilantly, 
lowering himself to the ground with the preteen's trembling body on 
top. He hugged her tightly in the afterglow of his own climax, totally 
oblivious to the damage he'd caused to her psyche. Only after growing 
too tired from the expending of so much effort did he release his grip, 
allowing the deflowered female to roll off and collapse on the floor.

***

    "Oh, you're not done yet, sweetie..." a familiar voice echoed just 
as Sherry was passing into blissful unconsciousness. "It's not nice to 
get us all excited and then go to sleep like that."

    The large man attempted to pull her into a standing position, but 
it was no use. Her thighs felt like they had been battered with a steel 
pipe, and her entire pelvis was throbbing intensely. "No... no more..." 
she sobbed, falling to the ground again and curling up into a fetal 
position.

    "Fine, then." her new partner said with a nod, lying down in the 
wet tile behind the prone blonde. "I wanted to stuff your ass, anyway."

    "Aaaaaah!" Sherry shouted, flailing away as his immense stiffy 
tried to penetrate her rear opening. "Anything but that, please!"

    "Then..." echoed the man sternly, pulling her back so that his 
thick cock poked through her legs, teasing the valley of her childhood.
"You know what to do."

    Sherry went limp, and the man knew he had won. Beaten, she waited 
for him to get into position, somehow knowing he would want her to do 
all the work this time. When the shuffling splashes finally ceased, she 
turned over, not even able to get on her hands and knees. Instead, the 
dishonored blonde crawled over to the next challenge.

    Even his sizeable gut could not compare with the fat penis 
extending upwards from the man's crotch. Sherry balked at first, 
halting as soon as she saw the fleshy pole towering high, but quickly 
remembered how much it would hurt to have get butt get reamed by this 
pedophile. Mounting his legs, she scooted forwards until his erection 
was resting on her stomach, unable to continue of her own accord.

    "Well, go ahead!" he commanded roughly. "Put it in!"

    A low, garbled "Unnnngh!" announced Sherry's second intimate 
encounter, as she rose up and then sank down on the meaty spear. It was 
just as long as the last, but much thicker. She wondered absentmindedly 
if her vaginal wells would ever heal back after such pummeling.

    "Oh yeah, that's good..." her large mate encouraged, watching her 
gently fuck herself on his dick. After a few wobbly attempts, she 
leaned forward, putting her small hands on his stomach in order to keep 
balanced. "Heh!" he smirked suddenly. "I can even see my cock in your 
belly!"

    Before she could think to not look, Sherry peered down, amazed to 
see the outline of his shaft making a clear indentation in her pelvis 
every time it bottomed out in her warm cavity. "That's so nice of 
you..." he went on, impressed with the relative ease she was taking him 
compared to his accomplice. "To try *so* hard!"

    Nothing could have been further from the truth, of course. Sherry 
was merely throwing herself into the depraved act in the hopes that the 
faster her natural gifts placated the three men, the sooner she could 
put all this behind her. Even the humiliation of having to play a 
willing participant paled in comparison to sweet freedom.

    "Rrrrr! Rrrrr!" she growled, gritting her teeth as the vast girth 
really began expanding her wet tunnel. The man below took her grunts of 
pain as sighs of pleasure, and began rubbing her buttocks at the 
thought.

    "I knew you liked it, little girl..." the loathsome male taunted, 
grabbing Sherry's slender hips and helping force himself deeper into 
her. "Now, be a good kid and suck me dry with that hot cunt!"

    "Eeehhhhh!" croaked the enslaved blonde, feeling the massive spike 
erupt hot, greasy fluid in her private place. Her evil partner held his 
petite treasure at the very base of his tool, allowing each explosive 
spurt of semen to be felt. After what seemed like an eternity, risked a 
look down at her battered pussy.

    By now, every exposed inch of flesh between her legs was red from 
so much sex. Her dainty hole, still impaled on the man's member, was 
now oozing two helpings of male cum, much more than her womb was 
designed to accommodate. Had she any choice, Sherry would have 
instantly grabbed for the soap to wash away every trace of this 
horrible act, rubbing herself until raw. That satisfaction, though, 
would have to wait until she had bought her way out of this situation 
with ALL the men.

***

    Still atop her satiated partner, the former virgin look around. The 
showers continued to spout warm water behind her, where the handsome 
man was lying face-up. The immoral policemen she'd just conquered had 
closed his eyes and was resting peacefully, enjoying the aftermath of a 
forbidden experience few men can ever have. "One more..." she thought 
glumly. "Then I can get out of here."

    As it turned out the redheaded boy wasted no time in getting to his 
turn. Being on the bottom of the pecking order, he knew from the start 
that he would be getting last licks at this underage prize. The wait, 
though, was balanced by the fact that he had as long as he liked to do 
anything he wanted to her childish body.

    "He's not as big as the others, at least..." Sherry thought 
hopefully, wincing as his eager hands ran over her flesh before placing 
her on her back. His moderately-sized member was purple and throbbing 
as he hunched into position above his tiny partner, markedly 
distinguished from being stiff for so long.

    "You're so pretty!" he complimented gamely, rubbing his shaft over 
her mound crudely. "I'm really glad you're letting us all do this!"

    Sherry groaned at his delusion, not meaning to but sounding faintly 
aroused when his throbbing pole finally hit the mark, sliding deep into 
her messy hole. The familiar fullness enveloped her loins once again, 
and the blonde Birkin girl was yet again being used to pleasure a man.

    "And... wet!" he pointed out impolitely furiously assailing her 
erogenous zone. "The others must've really pumped you full!"

    "No kidding!" mused Sherry in angry silence, knowing firsthand how 
bloated she must be when a pistoning cock wasn't invading her innards.

    "Unnnnh!" the maroon-haired boy grunted, holding her tighter as 
they coupled. "I don't know how to thank you, this is great!" And, 
before Sherry understood what he'd said, her mouth was being probed by 
a fleshy mass, eager to taste her oral fluids.

    She let him kiss her, of course. There was no way to fight it. But 
when he started to trace saliva all over her face, Sherry closed her 
eyes in revulsion. Of all the mortifying trials she'd endured that day, 
having a complete stranger lick her face and neck was disturbingly 
unpleasant. He might have thought he was being affectionate, but 
Sherry's final lover was wholly mistaken.

    "Yes, yes!" he chanted suddenly, ceasing his tongue-bath. "I'm 
gonna cum! Aaaahhhh!"

    "Finally..." Sherry said under her breath, attempting to cushion 
her hips from the redhead's savage thrusting. Within seconds, she could 
feel viscid ejaculate flowing into her body. Her young fuckmate spewed 
a seemingly endless supply of baby-juice, finally deflating enough to 
slip out. Even as he humped her hairless slit unconsciously, more white 
cream leaked onto her mons, soaking the preteen's crotch.

    "Guess... I couldn't hold out any more..." the boy remarked with 
cheery exhaustion, giving her one final smooch before sliding over 
beside her. Sherry slowly moved her hands down to cover the evidence as 
he lurched away, desiring no longer to let anyone view her pubic area.

    "Mmm..." her semiconscious partner said sleepily. "I'm just going 
to take a quick nap now -- you really wore me out!" Letting loose a 
gaping yawn, he paused a moment before finishing. "Just don't go 
anywhere, little lady. We've got some... big plans..."

***

    But Sherry had plans of her own, ones that didn't involve her 
getting repeatedly raped until the G-virus claimed all four of them. 
Still holding her hands to her pussy, she quietly rose, rocking 
haltingly on resisting limbs. Sensing no protest from her slumbering 
attackers, the nude female sprinted quickly out of the shower room, 
veering only to grab her clothes.

    Not even pausing to dress, she made her way up the stairs, almost 
bypassing the policemen's headquarters before a wicked idea struck. 
Darting still-naked over towards one of the desks, she grabbed the same 
pistol that had saved her from certain doom only hours before. "Never 
again..." she growled in defiance, then effortlessly glided over to the 
window and lowered herself down to the street.

    Besides the corpses of several undead humans, the alleyway was 
completely empty. Steeling herself against the chill brushing her 
exposed flesh, Sherry dropped her garments and took one last look at 
herself. Having not the time to fully cleanse her body, she was forced 
to pull her panties onto a revoltingly semen-pasted vagina. With a 
disgusting flinch, the abused inadvertently child smeared the goo 
further over her dainties, having no choice but to use the fabric to 
try and conceal what had happened.

    Donning her golden pendant and other apparel, Sherry Birkin started 
walking back the way she'd arrived, gun tucked loosely into her skirt. 
There was a long road ahead, alright, but at least the worst seemed to 
be behind her.



8/25/03 - VGSS
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