Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 16b: Hey Rocky…watch me pull a magnum out of my hat!
Jill’s log

Rebecca is finally asleep. Good thing too, poor kid. She’s been through hell. So have I but I’ve been through hell before. I know how to cope.

After waiting for about five minutes after Rebecca left me alone in the hole, Barry returned with another rope. He pulled me up and asked about Rebecca. I told him that she went to check out another route. He looked disturbed that I would let her go off on her own like that, but I let it slide. After all, he doesn’t know her as well as I do. Barry was all for going down and following after her, but I said that she would be fine and that we already knew where we were going to meet up. He grumbled something about not being sure about that, but gave up and turned to leave. He was almost at the door when he turned around and slapped his hand to his forehead. Apparently, the entire reason he had come to find me was that he had found a code to a door in the mansion and figured that I could use it more than he could. Something about that didn’t sit right with me. Why wouldn’t he need it if we were both trapped here? Maybe Rebecca was right in not trusting him…but I couldn’t bring myself to that point. He has been a good friend and a trusted ally for the entire time that I’ve been in S.T.A.R.S. and I’m not going to start thinking differently because he starts acting strangely. After all, aren’t the two of us acting strangely? Barry took off, saying he was going to check out the security shed one more time. I was going to tell him not to bother, but he was gone before I even had the chance to open my mouth. I wished him good luck before heading out myself. According to the note that Rebecca and I had found in the study there was a secret in a room on the second floor. The trophy room to be exact. I hadn’t been in there, but the note said to enter the room and turn off the lights. I headed in that direction, walking through the creepy mansion until I passed by the area that I had first been infected in. I avoided the place, but actually stopped when I reached the room that I got my first real zombie fucking in. I opened the door and looked inside. Everything was like I had left it. The sheets were in disarray and the ropes that had held me in place were still there. Ah…memories. Now I figure it’s safer for the zombies if I run away from them. I shook myself and got back to the job at hand.

I had to see what was up with that door that Barry was mentioning and that clue in the trophy room. I found the trophy room on the second floor above the supply room that Rebecca had mentioned to me. It was where she lost her virginity to a zombie and so it held a special place in her heart. Listen to me! I’m getting all sentimental about this God-forsaken mansion! I entered the room, expecting to find some sort of monster or trap in it. What I found wasn’t what I was expecting. When I heard that it was a trophy room, I was expecting trophies…like from winning a triathlon or something. Not stuffed trophy heads! But I did what I was told; I closed the door and turned off the lights. I looked around, and saw a small glint in the antlers of the moose head. I quickly turned the lights on again and, making a makeshift ladder out of the furniture in the room, climbed up to it. I found a red jewel hidden in the thing’s eye. I took it and left the room, wondering what to do with it. Then I remembered something Rebecca had told me about a small tiger statue that Chris had put the blue gem into. I ran downstairs, hoping to find the other crest hidden behind the statue. I was disappointed that it wasn’t what I was looking for…but the magnum I did find made up for it. I was turning to leave the small room when the door opened and one of those reptile things lurched in. There was no way for me to get past it…so I sighed and removed my shirt and shorts, tossing them on top of the tiger statue. I thought about maybe using the magnum on it…but that would have just been a waste of bullets. I could survive a fuck from one of these jokers without a problem.

I stood there with my hands on my hips, waiting for the thing to make a move, but it was just staring at me. It was almost like it was trying to decide how best to fuck my brains out. After a minute, I got tired of waiting, so I took the initiative and went down on my knees, intending to give it a blowjob. But the creature grabbed my shoulders and stopped me. I seriously couldn’t understand it. It threw me to the floor and started licking my pussy instead. The length and width of the thing’s tongue was impressive to say the least. It felt like it was actually fucking me with a cock as it moved it’s tongue in and out of me. I was moaning with pleasure as the tongue swirled around inside of me, continually rubbing up against my g-spot. I was able to handle about three minutes of that exquisite attention before I came. I must be gaining stamina, because if I had never been infected I never would have lasted that long against such a good sexual assault. I was positively glowing as I felt the reptile thing crawl on top of me. It looked at me, into my eyes and gently licked my face a little before slowly pushing it’s cock into my pussy. I was taken aback by how gentle it was with me. It wasn’t fucking me brutally like I was used to by these things. It was making love to me, and I couldn’t understand why. But, my body wasn’t really interested in why and just enjoyed the feelings that were spreading through my body. I found myself wrapping my arms around the creature and trying to kiss it, but it wasn’t interested in that. It was too busy licking my breasts to be bothered with kissing me. Considering the amount of saliva that was dripping off of it’s tongue, I wasn’t all that put out by the snub. The green cock just kept slowly pumping into me and I decided to hold my hips still, letting it go at it’s own pace. But I couldn’t hold them still for very long. The motions of the big, bumpy cock in me and the slime that was covering my chest were just too much of a turn on, and I started pumping my hips back faster than it was humping me. It responded by grabbing my hips and holding them in place itself. I groaned in frustration as the creature was just being too slow for my taste, but there was nothing I could do to change that. I was about to go completely crazy when the creature suddenly started pumping faster and faster. Figuring that it was about to cum, I laid back with a smile on my face and let it go to work. I came again when I felt the cum shooting inside of me. I was a little bleary-eyed after that, so I wasn’t able to see it when the creature died. All I really know is that after shooting it’s cum into me, it roared a little and then stopped moving completely. It’s cock didn’t get any smaller, so I was ready for it to go again, but it didn’t feel right inside of me anymore. I focused my eyes on the creature and was shocked to see that all of the color had drained out of it. I got up quickly and gently touched it’s shoulder, causing it to crumble under my touch. I jumped back, startled to say the least. I got my clothes on and quickly left the room, wondering exactly what was going on.

Then, it hit me. The creature had been staring at me…wondering the best way to have sex with me. It knew that it only had one more go and didn’t want it to happen with a mere blowjob. So, after drinking my juices to give it a little more strength, it tried something new and made love to me gently. A single tear slid down my check as I realized that it died in the way that it wanted to. Poor bastard. I ran back up to the trophy room, finding the locked door that Barry had told me about right next to it. I quickly entered the code and entered a long, curving hallway. There were one or two zombies in the hallway, but I wasn’t interested in helping them commit suicide, so I ran past them instead. When I brushed by them, they crumbled into dust anyway. I quietly cursed Umbrella and entered a doorway that was right in front of me. I thought I heard an elevator open while I was closing the door but, at the time, I thought it was my imagination. I entered what appeared to be archives. I was hoping to find some information, but it was only a bunch of nonsensical medical talk. I couldn’t make heads or tails of it all, so I checked out the door at the other end of the room. It led to an observatory. It also led to another zombie, who looked a little more stable than the previous ones. I still wasn’t interested in helping it pass on any faster than was necessary, so I shoved past it and checked the desk in the room. There was a note about a cave by the security building. I hadn’t noticed anything like that, but Rebecca had told me about the cave that Wesker took Chris to. The note said that the cave was behind a waterfall…but only if the one path that I had been using was taken. That meant that the only other option would be the broken down elevator that Rebecca and Chris had used earlier. I was so engrossed in the note that I didn’t even remember that the zombie was still in the room with me until it got me in a full nelson. My head whipped around to see what had grabbed me, allowing the sneaky bastard to kiss me.

I felt my desire to fight drain away as soon as the zombie’s tongue entered my mouth. My mind screamed at me to stop myself from helping the thing commit suicide, but my body, once again, told my mind to shut up and I went with it. The zombie dropped my shorts, bent me over the table and started fucking me without any sort of foreplay. I groaned in pleasure as the zombie’s cock slowly moved back and forth in me. My eyes closed as the zombie grabbed my breasts through my shirt and started rubbing them, but something in my mind kept screaming at me to stop. My body just wouldn’t listen until I heard Rebecca screaming. Hearing that, I shoved the zombie off of me, shuddering in disgust as the thing exploded into a pile of dust when it hit the floor. I shrugged my shoulders and, pulling up my shorts, ran out of the room. Following Rebecca’s screams I ran out of the archives and ran down the hallway, past the elevator that I had heard earlier and into the library. I called out for her, but she wouldn’t stop screaming and I was getting scared. I ran to where her voice was loudest and saw her trying to crawl backwards up the bookshelves. There were tears flowing from her eyes but she was looking intently at a pile of rubble that I recognized as a dead reptile thing. Her state of complete undress told me exactly what happened. It was exactly like how it happened with me, but Rebecca wasn’t able to handle the shock of it. In fact, she was completely hysterical. My first instinct was to give her a smart slap to the face, but I couldn’t bring myself to do it. She had been through so much more than I had ever been through at that age, and I knew that if I was in her place, I probably wouldn’t be taking it so well either. So I kneeled in front of her and hugged her tightly, trying everything I could to possibly soothe her. I stroked her hair and whispered calming words in her ear, gently rocking back and forth, and it worked…sort of. She slowly came back to herself, but then she just started crying about how she had to get out of here before the place drove her crazy. Apparently she ran into some zombies that turned into dust while they were still in her and the site of the dust falling out of her sent her to the edge, but the reptile crumbling sent her over. I gently scooped her up in my arms, grabbing her clothes too, and decided that we both needed some sleep. I took her to the bedroom that the two zombies had fucked me in all that time ago, and put her under the sheets. She was still crying softly, so I sat with her until she cried herself to sleep. I have to agree with her…we have to get out of here before this place drives us both crazy. But, we can worry about that tomorrow when we use that battery to get into that cave… Jill out.

Wesker’s log
Hmmm…pretty much the same thing happened to her as happened to Rebecca. I must admit, I’m not very happy with the idea of Jill having that Magnum. Maybe I should have Barry steal it before they wake up. No. It doesn’t matter. Her being armed with a bigger gun really doesn’t matter. After all, she’s all but forgotten the Samurai Edge she’s still equipped with. Neither of them have even bothered attempting to shoot anything since they became infected. Not a healthy attitude…especially since some of the monsters in the caves actually are dangerous…heh… Wesker Out.