More sext situations in this chapter including some about Christa's past. Thank you for following! Hope to bring you more soon!

"What just happened? "

Abby was running down the hall in search of Buck. Many studio people and security were watching her closely as she squeezed through the narrow walkways full of reporters. It wasn't until she was outside that she saw her flanel top was still undone. So many buttons torn off. Buck was in his truck waiting; he has his doubts about this rescue mission before but now he knew it really was pointless and the dream off some young girl trying to get her sister back.

Abby sat down in the passenger seat. "So, wheres's Christa?"

At first she didn't say anything, the pause said a lot, way more than anything Abby would have come out of her mouth, "We should go."

He was shocked, they came all this way and now Abby was giving up so easily. "Can I ask why?"

"Something's wrong...she's changed...Something must have happened."

"What did she say?"

"It's not what she said...", though what she said was certainly jarring and out of character for her.

"Did she hurt you?"

"No...she was like a totally different person."

"It's the games, she probably has to do and say what they want her to. I'm sure once it's all over she'll be back to normal."

"I'm still scared for her...I almost lost her already", she looked down at her three remaining buttons loosely hanging onto her shirt. Buck patted her shoulder, he could never know exactly what she was going through. Nothing about having her nipple sucked or kissed and still holding onto how good it made her feel.


Christa felt like she was still dreaming, trapped in a daze she couldn't snap out of. Was Abby really just here? For real this time? No of course not. She needed to remind herself that Abby would never be there, travelling to rescue her. No one would be crazy or stupid enough to think they could get her past all of this security. It was a hair-brained scheme.

Her head was still pounding, she held it with a hand for support, feeling those creepy veins throbbing once more. She didn't attack Abby, that was crazy, she needed to keep reminding herself that she didn't rip her out of her clothes and assault her, it was insane that she had to keep telling herself it wasn't real. It couldn't be.

More interviews and finally she was reunited with Todd and they were off to being dropped off in the Dead Zone where they would be roughing it out on their own and fighting to survive. Todd teased her about her strange behaviour and how the makeup people had trouble covering up the veins which had since seemed to spread a lot thicker. She simply elbowed him and ttied concentrating on strategy. She wouldn't have to put up with Todd for much longer, every man and woman for themselves.

"I need to get high. A tree for lookout. If I can't get to one right away I need to find some shelter. Someplace I can setup camp and see what weapons and ammo I can use...Inventory...I can see those big titties now...all up in my face...Um. ..food, I need to see if they give me anything for supplies or else I'll need to set traps and hunt...Big ass...mmm how could I forget you...her big blue eyes haunt me, she tasted so good...", Christa realized she was drooling.

One minute she could picture setting up a lookout post with guns and knives laid out next to a cooking pot with a dead Rabbit and the next big bouncy breasts and Abby's badonkadonk booty. She gave her head a shake, these creepy lesbian thoughts were fucking her up. She had thought about experimenting but not with Abby of all people! She had to be some kind of sicko to think of those things! She needed comfort, needed something to remind herself that not even two months ago she had a three-way with two guys and she was being spit roast.

Her eyes bulged at the sight of one of the guards in the helicopter, specifically the outline of his cock in his jeans. She was still horny after the whole Abby dream and needed some release. She could be a real slut sometimes. Even when the helicopter landed she couldn't keep her mind off that huge dick and really needing to get these scary thoughts out of her head. Even when she was getting a huge bag of stuff handed to her and was instructed on where to get clean water and where safe zones were she still had sex on the brain.

Todd wanted to tag along behind her but she threatened to shoot him if he so much as looked at her, it didn't stop him from watching her ass as she walked carefully into the woods. She wasn't in panic mode yet but she was getting there. Every movement startled her like this was her first time on her own. She came across a huge hallowed out tree she could hide in, she emptied her bag and went over what she had. She sat down only for a minute before footsteps on the grass behind her made her stand with her huge hunting knife ready to stab.

He had his hands stuck out in surrender, someone new , "Sorry. Didn't mean to scare you."

"You didn't..."

"Ed."

"Whatever."

"I won't hurt you..."

Christa knew he was going to try and steal something, likely her ammo. She looked him over and her jaw dropped to see the outline of his dick. Her head was really pounding, blue veins stretching out. She grabbed his zipper and in no time Ed was getting the greatest blow job of his life. He of course wanted to know why. "Wow...uh..."

She stood up and removed her clothes, saliva and precum around her mouth after getting his dick hard. "I really need this, okay?"

"I understand that."

"Got a condom?"

"Yes, actually."

"Good. Suit up!"

Ed was glad to be getting his rocks off but knew she had to be up to something, why was this girl putting the moves on him? Was this her way of offing the competition? Christa lied on her back as he got on top of her, she was wondering what was taking him so long to get inside of her. "Hold on a second, baby."

This was a turnoff for her, "Don't call me that!", she hissed. He began to thrust, she was doing well not thinking about Abby. Ed seemed to be having some trouble, Christa was growing impatient, she was usually only with guys who knew what they were doing. It wasn't helping much when he moaned and seemed like he was about to shoot his load at any second. Christa took charge , rolling Ed and getting on top of him; this quick change surprised both of them. Christa was getting into it now, she didn't want to scream out in fear of alerting the zombies or worse...people. she rode on top of him for a solid 8 minutes.


Abby was curled up in bed, hand down her pants, stroking her clit to thoughts of Christa. She had never masturbated before but after her experience in the dressing room she couldn't resist. If only she knew about the whole sector watching the big screen. It was a special event. For the first time in the gsmes' history there was a live sex show.

More to come. Don't worry there will be more girl on girl.