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Claire got a bad feeling about the monsters as soon as she saw their freaky, long tongues
Claire’s heart was drumming so furiously against her ribcage she was convinced the echo of it would draw all the monsters in the overrun R.P.D. She had no idea what the fuck was going on but her mad struggle for survival had yielded a few nuggets of life saving knowledge. The zombies were beyond salvation though some still looked human-ish. She would just have to keep hoping she wouldn’t turn a corner and come face to face with Chris because honestly, as much as she yearned to find him, if he was one of those dead things she didn’t think she had the fortitude to pull the trigger. But she couldn’t afford the distraction of worrying about possible bridges she might have to cross when every second felt like playing a rigged game of chess with the Grim Reaper. She’d also learned that those freaky, brainy monsters with the long tongues had an exceptionally acute hearing. They honestly scared her way more than the dead hordes. Claire just about had a heart attack when one of those stalkers, silently crawled above her head. Having to will herself to stand still and move stealthily while the mutants were close enough for her to smell their rancid stench was definitely the most nerve wrecking thing she’d ever had to do. It had confirmed what she already suspected. The monsters were completely blind and relied on their hearing to hunt as well as their swishing tongues which seemed to aid with a tactile sense. They were fucking gross though and Claire had seen how rapidly they could turn deadly. The deceptively soft looking verbal muscle held hidden barbs which Clare witnessed cut through an infected cop like a knife through butter. Zombies were slow and she heard them coming but those things gave her the heebie jeebies. They were unfairly silent with those claws as they scuttled about.
Claire heard the tip of nails scratch very softly on the wood and she knew better than to give into her impulse to look. Her only hope of surviving this was for the tongue freak to mistake her for just another corpse. She wasn’t sure how they weren’t already digging out her soft organs with how loud she heard the pumping of her blood in her ears but she wasn’t about to go spitting in the face of her lucky stars. She should have known better than to try forcing her way through the debris but for a brief moment her frustration won out. She was just a college kid on break for fuck’s sake! All she’d wanted was to come hang out with her big bro, not end up in some survival scenario straight out of a horror game… Good thing Chris taught her how to look after herself, albeit against handsy dudes at bars but his tutelage was the only reason her ass was still safe. She made a mental note to thank him when they met next, because no matter how much the anxiety tried to take over, she refused to accept he was gone! First she’d hug him, then she’d smack him for taking so long to get in contact, then she’d hug him again. But all those wonderful dreams would never happen if she didn’t first survive this nightmare. She imagined Chris reminding her to even her breathing when they went to shooting practice and she did her best to still herself now. The floor felt wet under her fingertips and sticky. She was certain it was blood. Even if she couldn’t see the red stains in the darkness she could smell that unmistakable iron permeating the air. It coated her nostrils and Claire was long past the point of feeling nauseated by it. Ever since the gas station, it had been a near constant and as fucked up as it was, it was starting to feel familiar. The smell of death and rotting flesh were more likely to make her recoil but she couldn’t afford to flinch. She might not have echolocations like the monsters but her brain was absolutely flooded with nervous energy. She’d managed to pick on the faint skitter as the creature dashed towards her noisy ass just in time to drop to the floor and mimic a lifeless body. She hoped. The monster hadn’t scurried away but it had slowed its approach, as if hesitant now that it couldn’t hear Claire’s desperate scramble to rip apart the hasty barricade erected by whomever had sought shelter in the precinct before. Hadn’t worked too well for them if the smell was anything to go by…
Claire almost considered twitching. The creature was shockingly stealthy when it was prowling and she hadn’t heard it for a few consecutive heartbeats but those stars were shining down on her once more. Her eyes opened just in time to see the slimy swish of the appendage twist above her face. The creature was searching, making sure there really was nothing worth killing. Claire’s voice was trapped inside her larynx like a tiny bird and she hastened to smother it before she gave herself away with a startled squeak. The tongue searched slowly and when it found nothing it dropped to flop on the bloody floor. The wet squelch of it turned her stomach but it seemed to have a very different effect on the creature. The blood was cold and long past its best-by-date but it seemed to make the grotesque freak happy and Claire groaned inwardly as it came nearer to lick at the puddle. She blinked rapidly but made no other moves as the monster crawled over her legs, tongue inches away from her face. She felt the living heat of it as it accidentally rubbed over her cheek and froze when the creature snapped its engorged brain towards her face. The tongue licked at her cheek again, perhaps feeling the heat of it as well which was so out of place in a building full of stiffs. Claire felt the weight of her gun in her paralyzed hand and she was ready to take her chances, miniscule as they were with the monster this close to her, but she stilled long enough for the freak to lick down her neck. It wasn’t gorging itself on her innards yet so that was good… She nibbled on the inside of her cheek to distract herself from the gross feeling of the moist tongue curiously exploring this new oddity it stumbled upon. She was afraid a hitch in her breath would give up the game so she lay as stiff as a board while the appendage curiously trailed the curve of her collarbone and found the heat source of her chest. Seriously, how fucking long were those things?! Claire widened her eyes as sleek heat warmed its way down the centreline of her chest, curving to round the mounds of her breasts. She was getting fondled by this thing and her best hope was to let it. If the heat of her cheek drew its attention then her chest was sure to make it move closer. Claire felt the tips of the claws carelessly dig into her calf and draw blood. She wanted to shake it off but she did her best to even her breathing and ignore the bite. She was plenty preoccupied with the disturbing flicks back and forth over her rosy nipples. Their firming up wasn’t something she could control and obviously dead people didn’t do this. Claire doubted the creature had any intelligence in that large noggin so it probably didn’t understand what was happening but it seemed fascinated enough by the erection of the mounds to keep at it. Back and forth, thick saliva drooling down her tits until Claire was biting her cheek hard and flaring her nostrils. Her face was way hotter now.
Apparently finally bored with her breasts, the tongue decided it was time to molest the rest of her. She nearly bit clean through her own tongue when it dipped into her bellybutton, sloshing inside her navel as if searching for a way to penetrate it. Finally it got that this wasn’t possible so it followed the raised bone of her pelvis, pausing to pay some attention to the curious texture of her pubis. Claire squeezed her eyes shut, desperately begging to anyone for that tongue to stop there and go no further but apparently she was shit out of luck… The tightness of her belt halted the creature some but also seemed to piss it off. Claire heard it chatter, nail teeth gnashing together in irritation after the tongue retracted. Claire was too pragmatic to celebrate prematurely and the creature’s paws ripping at the waistband of her jeans chilled the blood in her veins. Her tender flesh burned with the long gashes left behind by the scraping claws but they were shallow. The monster was at least intelligent enough to control cutting too deep. It wanted to probe at the heat source under the material of her clothes which Claire wasn’t sure was a better outcome than disembowelment. The rip of cloth was horribly loud and she allowed herself a tiny gasp, hoping the noise would get drowned out, as her crotch was bared. The rip turned her panties to tissue paper and her cunt was defenceless. Forget the struggle of keeping still while the freaks crawled about. This was infinitely worse but she couldn’t risk dying here and never finding out what happened to Chris.
Claire did her best to disassociate as the tongue resumed licking her skin. There was a vibrating tremble in her thighs she couldn’t still, try as she might, but it didn’t appear to aggravate her molester. The wet drool cooled quickly on the inside of her crotch and it felt nasty. She prepared herself mentally as much as she could but it still made her wince when she felt the drag of an especially languid lick up the crevice of her cunt. The wet heat of it had her nostrils flaring. The monster was very intrigued by this new heat source and, much like his interest with her responsive nipple before, it swished its tongue up and down. No doubt the gathering juices of her pussy as the tongue flicked against her clit without realizing how each unwanted touch made Claire’s guts clench, had it fascinated. Claire very carefully and slowly raised her hand to press it to her mouth. She was doing her best but if this kept going she didn’t think she could keep her voice in, no matter how cruelly she gnashed her teeth on her own flesh. The tongue rubbed and ground against the curious nub until that too raised and shook at being played with. The creature dipped and poked the tip of its appendage into the folds of the hood and the soft skin of her labia, determined to figure out every inch of this odd organ leaking juices. Claire bit on her fingers when the tip inevitably stumbled upon her vaginal opening. It didn’t hesitate as it let itself right in, sliding wetly and easily inside her tight cunt. She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as the appendage kept going further and further, further than any dick touched in the past. It touched things inside her which had her chest tighten and her abdomen ceasing. It scraped and rubbed insistently against the walls, setting tender nerves alight until Claire had to roll her eyes back and fight off a leg cramp so she wouldn’t curl her toes. She recognised she was going to have an orgasm and fuck it would be a great one. As vile as that tongue was it was hot, long and sleek as it curled through her. She was certain it was licking all the way up to her cervix and dipping inside as it snapped around, banging into the fleshy walls. Claire’s cunt wouldn’t stop drooling and the more she dripped the louder the tongue thrusting inside her became. It really shouldn’t have filled her brain with lust but she couldn’t do much when her body was getting stirred up so intensely. She clenched her pussy as hard as she could to keep herself from spurting. The stupid tongue was poking around and a little pee dribbled out. Her uterus was full to the brim and against her immense efforts, Claire couldn’t hold herself from cumming any longer. It was just too much pleasure all at once …
Her teeth left bite marks all the way to her finger bone as she rolled her eyes and flattened her feet firmly into the floor to keep still. Her clit felt like it was on fire, jerking wildly as she stoically rode the best orgasm of her life. She couldn’t stop her pissing either and the disgusting fucker swished its tongue through her oversensitive lips until it was licked clean. As disturbed as she was, Claire silently twitched on the floor until the freak was done with her. Even after it appeared to lose interest with the new curiosity and wander off, Claire had to take a few minutes before she got herself together enough to begin moving once more. Yeah….This was something she wasn’t going to share with her brother when they finally reunited….