Warning!

Zombie pervertedness!

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The walker sat at the computer desk watching the woman in amusement as she carried on like a banshee as she paced back and forth in the cell like a caged tiger. Yelling and screaming and banging things around as she shrieked at him. "UHH! I can't believe you did that! How could you- a dead man- stick his tongue down my- A living woman's, throat? It's gross! It's disgusting-"

"Careful with what you say darlin. I might take exception and do something much worse." He said in a lazy tone as his eyes wander down her lushly curved figure. Jesus, she was right. There was something horribly wrong with him.

He was having more sexual stirrings and desires than he had as a living man! This is pathetic. I have work to do so I need to focus on something other than emptying my balls into the nearest warm body. Although that was certainly an intresting idea. He'd bet she'd fit him like a glove. Her body would be warm and moist and- Whoa there buddy. Get your mind out of the gutter before you get yourself into trouble.

She stopped her pacing, apparently hearing what he'd said and walked over to the glass wall and smacked it. Hard. "It was horrible! You're horrible!"

"Your only saying that because your scared. Once you get to know me a bit, you'll come to understand that pervy tendencies aside- I'm not such a bad guy." He said in a coaxing tone, hoping that she would relax some. It didn't work.

But damn did she have to act like he'd just fucked her, knocked her up and refused to pay child support? Because he wasn't that sort of undead fella. I think I'm starting to get offended. She bared her teeth and growled at him and he chuckled as she started her pacing again. "Has anyone ever told you that you're pretty when your pissed?"

"Flattery will get you nothing jerk."

"Oh? Lets see about that. You have nice tits-"

"And I'd like to keep them if you don't mind. Exactly where they are and without any marks on them." She growled at him before flopping down on his bed and crossing her ankles and glaring at him.

He snorted and covered his mouth with his hand and laughed for a second before dropping his hand away and giving her a mock salute and saying, "Well, yes ma'am." He turned away from her when the computer made a beeping sound and glanced at the screen as she fell silent behind him and tried to see what had just popped up on her computer.

He looked the screen over and leaned back as he let out a low whistle. Holy mother of god- This couldn't be right. He thought as he looked over the formulas and other things again. He checked his work nine times, taking up more than a few hours before he sat back in his seat and sighed and mused, Oh she isn't going to like hearing this. And he supposed that he couldn't blame her.

She was only human after all where as the virus that had killed him had mutated him into a subspecies that no one had ever seen or heard of before. "Hey honey-"

She threw something at the glass wall of the cell and snarled, "I'm not your honey!"

"No, no I suppose not-" He said in a slightly bewildered tone before continuing. "I think I've found the answer to saving humanity."

"What!" He heard her jump to her feet and run across the short distance to the wall of the cell and all but smack herself into it. Causing him to sigh and pinch the bridge of his nose as he turned around to see if she was okay. She was on her feet again and was pretending that she hadn't run into the cell wall. And that was fine with him since she didn't seem to be hurt but he just couldn't seem to figure out how someone so intellegent could be so- well, dumb.

He printed out his findings and got up and gathered the papers and walked over to the cell and opened it, noting with some admiration that she didn't back away from him in fear this time. "Here look it over and see for yourself." He said as he held the papers out to her. She didn't hesitate to snatch them from him and start looking them over.

Thirteen times. Her expression going from excited to disbelief.

She kept thinking to herself that what he had found was wrong. It was all wrong. It had to be. Yet everything was correct, every equation neatly in place. What she held in her hands was the key to the future of the human race.

And it was...horrible.

According to the data in her hands the only hope for human kinds survival was to breed the virus killing the males, out. And to do that they would have to either turn to an age old and disgusting taboo. Or find a way to milk the undead males of their sperm and artificially impregnant some women. She felt her gag reflex working a little bit and started to sway and felt the walker come up behind her and grab her a moment before everything went pitch black.