Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 3: Rebecca’s turn in the spotlight
Rebecca’s Log
I can’t believe what just happened! It was like a nightmare…a strange, erotic and really nice nightmare…a strange, erotic and really nice nightmare that was more like a dream really. Okay, so it wasn’t a nightmare at all. Damn, that guy could kiss! And he could do so much more too! Oh, it gives me chills just thinking about it again.

After leaving Billy and heading toward the mansion that Enrico said he was going to search, I found myself getting chased by more of those zombie dogs that killed Edward. I got in safely, sort of, and wandered around for a bit, hoping to find someone else, but ended up losing my way in the mazelike hallways. It was in those hallways that I met another zombie. I have to admit that when I first saw it, I almost peed my pants. I know it’s not the sort of thing a grownup would do, but I thought that I was free of them! And I didn’t have Billy to back me up anymore either. I quickly fired at it’s head, killing it, but the sound of gunfire attracted others in the area, and they came at me from every angle. I didn’t even think, I just shot one of them and ran for the gap between the others. I barely felt the hand of one as it just missed me, and ran like a bat out of hell down the hall. It ended with a choice between going right and left. The right had another hallway that lead to what looked like a dead end. The left had a doorway right there. I chose the left, slamming the door behind me as I went. There were three more zombies waiting right in front of me. I screamed in terror as I raised my gun and fired. But my clip was empty and I was out of ammo! Those damn dogs had chewed up more ammo than I had thought. Using the minimal survival training I had learned while with S.T.A.R.S. I tumbled between two of the zombies and bolted. I saw some stairs and was going to run up them when I saw a zombie waiting at the top of them. I ran past the stairway and turned the corner. Another zombie was there too. I was about ready to give up when I saw a door directly between me and the zombie. I was faster than the zombie so I easily made it to the door before it did. I opened the door, jumped in and slammed it shut just as the zombie made it to the doorway. I sighed with relief as I locked the door, just to be on the safe side. I slowly turned around and leaned on the door with my eyes closed as I panted softly. This had turned out to be a suck ass first mission for me. First the whole incident with the leeches and now this! I’m a scientist for god’s sake! I wasn’t supposed to be running around, fighting for my life! I was supposed to help the injured and deal with chemicals and stuff! Just as I was beginning to relax I heard a sound that made me stiffen up again. It was the sound of a creaking floorboard and it was right in front of me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked up, hoping that I was going to see a fellow member of the Bravo team. But, my luck must have sucked, cause I saw another zombie staring down at me. I instinctively reached for the doorknob and turned it violently, forgetting that I had locked it moments before. Now in full panic mode, I reached for my gun and fired at the thing, again forgetting that I had just run out of bullets. When I heard the empty click of the gun, I knew it was hopeless. The zombie was right in front of me and I couldn’t, for the life of me, remember how to unlock the door. I dropped my gun and shut my eyes in resignation to the fact that I was going to die in a few seconds and only hoped that it would be painless. Tears slid down my face as I wished that I could have told Billy how I felt about him before I died.

Well, I guess you could call my death painless, because I didn’t die. Instead, the zombie kissed me, full on the lips. It grabbed my shoulders and pulled me in for an embrace, before sticking it’s tongue in my mouth and kissing me full on. I was so surprised by this that I kissed it back for a few seconds before I pulled away from it, completely freaked out. So, the zombie came to me, pinning me to the door with it’s own body and continuing to kiss me. I was getting worried that I had become delirious from massive trauma and was slowing dying and this was my bodies’ way of making it easier on me, but then the zombie reached down and started massaging my breasts and I knew this was real. And, for some reason, I was getting into it. I wrapped my arms around the zombie and kissed it right back. It seemed happy with my willingness and slowly, almost surreptitiously, moved one of it’s legs between mine, spreading them slightly. I think it was trying to be slick, so I let it think I hadn’t noticed. However, I was a little shocked when it actually started rubbing my crotch. I hadn’t expected it so soon…but then again, my sexual experience wasn’t all that great…so who am I to judge? Anyway, the zombie was pretty good at it. The fact that I was able to feel it through my pants which were made for high-risk combat and retrieval situations helped me come to that decision.

I was moaning into the zombie’s mouth as the two of us kissed each other for about five minutes before the zombie pulled away and picked me up. It held me easily, cradled in it’s arms, and carried me over to the small cot at the other side of the small room. It sat me down and carefully unbuttoned my shirt, throwing the shirt away carelessly. I was getting slightly uncomfortable with how fast things were moving, but it kissed me again, and all of my reservations went right out the window. I even took off my own boots and socks, but stopped at the pants for some reason. The zombie helped me with my pants, and I was about to take my bra off when the zombie suddenly ripped it and my panties from my body, tearing them to shreds as he did so. That frightened me and I backed away from it, cowering in the corner of the cot with my back to the wall. The shock of it’s violence made me come to my senses for a second and realize that this thing was going to rape me, and I was going along with it. I actually screamed for help when it took it’s own pants off and I saw it’s dick. After all, I was still a virgin. I wasn’t exactly up to the idea of my first time being with something like this. Billy’s handsome face flashed through my mind again as I hoped that he would show up at the last second to save me like he had before. The zombie saw that I was getting cold feet and just sat at the other edge of the cot, staring at me. I wasn’t sure what it had in mind, but I wanted to believe that if I had just gotten my clothes and ran, it would have let me. I have no idea if that was the case or not, and frankly, I’m glad I didn’t try it. Instead, the two of us had an uneasy staring contest going on for about a minute or two.
About the time that I thought I could get away if I moved quickly enough, I felt a familiar twinge in my crotch. I was extremely turned on and I had to do something about it. I looked over at the zombie and it’s soft and limp cock. I was extremely pissed off that it wasn’t turned on. I mean, I’m a good looking young woman! But more importantly, I needed some help to get rid of this torment, because I didn’t think masturbation would work for something this big. That didn’t stop me though. That’s right, I finger-fucked myself right in front of that undead bastard. And it still didn’t get hard! It did as much for me as it did for the zombie, so I crawled over to it and started rubbing it’s cock. Now it was starting to twitch and get hard so I kept it up. I wasn’t expecting the zombie to shove my face down into it’s crotch, but I got the impression that it wouldn’t be happy unless I gave it a blowjob, and I wasn’t really in any position to tell it no. So I started licking and sucking on the zombie’s dick, surprised at how much it reacted to me considering I’d never done anything like that before. To reward me for my good work, the zombie shuffled underneath me and started licking and fingering my pussy. I couldn’t believe it; I was 69ing a zombie, and loving it! I started cupping and massaging it’s balls and it rewarded me with fingering my ass. I wasn’t expecting that to turn me on even more, but it did. I came in the zombie’s face as soon as it stuck it’s finger in my ass. The zombie seemed to take that as a hint that I was ready for something more, because it got out from under me and pulled me to the edge of the bed. It sat down on the edge of the bed and patted it’s lap. I got the message clearly and moved in front of the zombie. Since this was my first time I took it slowly. I sat on it’s lap and wrapped my legs around it. After that, I lifted myself up onto it’s cock and slowly lowered myself onto it. I was expecting my pussy to need time to stretch as it was entered for the first time, but there was no problem until I reached my hymen.

I have to admit, I almost stopped right then and there, because this was it. If I did it, that would be it, no turning back. I was scared. The zombie just looked slightly confused at my hesitation, but didn’t thrust into me like I thought it would. It just calmly waited for me to make my decision. And I think that that made my decision for me. It wasn’t some brain-dead, sex-craved monster. It actually wanted me to do this only if I wanted to do this. I screwed up my courage, and my eyes, and pushed myself down on the zombie’s cock, breaking my hymen and plunging the hard shaft all the way into me. The pain was minimal, it made me wince slightly but it wasn’t as bad as I had heard it would be, but I saw a twinge in the zombie’s eyes. I wasn’t sure what it was, but I didn’t care. I kissed the zombie as I started to bob up and down on it’s cock. This time it took the zombie a few seconds to get into it before it grabbed my hips and helped me along. I was in heaven as the zombie calmly thrust itself into me while I thrust right back, our arms wrapped around each other in a passionate embrace and the two of us kissing like long-term lovers. The two of us just kept fucking like that for about an hour, neither of us moving our arms or heads from each other, only our hips pumping back and forth, and me cumming every five minutes or so. I was a little surprised that I wasn’t getting tired from all of the exertion, but anything that kept that much pleasure going was fine with me. After a few more thrusts the zombie finally came, shooting it’s cum deep inside me and causing me to scream with another orgasm. I wasn’t concerned about becoming pregnant. The chances of something so completely unnatural being able to spawn with a human was so infinitesimal as to be completely ludicrous. Besides, at the time I just didn’t care. It felt so good that even science couldn’t penetrate my brain at the time.

Even after the zombie had cum inside me, it just kept pumping it’s dick in me until it got soft and flopped out of me. I panted heavily as I got off of the zombie’s lap and laid down on the bed, looking at it. I felt like I needed a nap, but just thinking about how it felt to have that hard cock inside me got me turned on again. I sat up and looked at the zombie’s cock again, and got extremely uncomfortable with how soft it was. The zombie was watching me with interest as I, without any hesitation, bent over and started sucking it’s cock, tasting myself on it. I was apparently getting good at giving head; because the zombie got hard really fast this time. As soon as I thought it was ready I laid back on the bed and held my arms out for it. It took the hint this time and crawled on top of me before flopping into my embrace. The two of us kissed happily for about a minute before I felt it was necessary to speed things along a little. I’ve never considered myself to be a slut or a tramp, but I was beginning to understand what it felt like to be one as I reached down and guided the zombie’s cock into my wet channel. The zombie started thrusting into me as soon as it felt itself surrounded by my pussy and started groping my breasts for good measure. My arms and legs were wrapped around my zombie lover as I thrust back at it with as much force as I could muster. For the next couple of hours the two of us were locked together, making love in the most beautiful way possible…well, maybe not, but it sounded good didn’t it? Fine, the two of us fucked like wild animals for the better part of an hour and then fucked like wild animals in different positions for a couple of other hours. And I loved every minute of it. When the zombie finally came in me the fourth (or was it fifth?) time, I was actually so tired that I must have passed out.

I woke up later to find that the zombie had been nice enough to cover me in the blankets, and had even folded my clothes neatly and put them on the shelves. But, it was gone. I was upset to say the least. I lost my virginity to a guy who just up and left after he got his lay. I was a little pissed off as I put my clothes back on, slightly miffed at the destroyed underwear, when I heard the doorknob turning. I thought it was that bastard and found something that would make it sorry for ditching me, a can of bug spray. Giving it a quick shake I stood in front of the door and, as soon as it opened, sprayed the whole can in the face of…Chris Redfield! I was so embarrassed! The guy was definitely the hottest person in the entire S.T.A.R.S. team! I came up with a quick excuse, something about using it for protection since I was out of ammo, all the while staring at his muscular bod. He was a hottie and I actually had to keep myself from jumping him then and there. Instead, I backed up and sat on the cot, covering the cum stains as best I could while I put on the spunky, yet helpless, girl routine for him. He actually thought that he needed to protect me from the ‘horrors’ of the mansion, little knowing that I was already experienced in more ways than one. His manly pride was a little cute, but I set him straight and said that I could help him out. So he decided that it was okay as long as we stuck together. I said it would be faster if we split up and after a while he relented, saying that he would check the upstairs and leave the downstairs to me. That was fine with me. I figured that I could have more fun with these things if he hadn’t already killed them all. I was beginning to think that he had happened to my zombie lover, but it didn’t matter anymore. I thought about all of the zombies and other possible monsters in the mansion and almost creamed my jeans. I smiled impishly as I said that I would gladly take care of anything that came my way, and Chris, that lovably trusting guy, actually gave me some of his bullets. As soon as he was gone, I felt the urge to make a report about it. Maybe I’ll write it down later and post it on-line as fiction later on. In the end, we’ll see what happens. Rebecca out.

Wesker’s log
Holy Shit! That girl is dynamite! She managed to keep her life when she lost her virginity! And I got it all on tape! The little bitch was so hot and heavy that she just fucked the thing back to it’s other primal urge! Genius! Of course, she had no idea she was in any danger…but, that doesn’t matter! She solved our problem! This is gonna get me a promotion! Now, let’s see how well Jill is doing. Now where is she? Ah, looks like she’s about to get to the west side of the building. Nothing’s in front of her right now, but those dogs outside are gonna get rampant if they don’t fuck something soon. I wonder if she’ll be able to outrun them. If she can’t that’ll be a good show. Wesker out.

*Alright, I think I'm confusing people (which seems to happen a lot)with this story. The girls are actually using small voice recorders to record these 'logs' that they are feeling compelled to make due to the virus. When I orginally started writing this, it was just going to star Jill with Rebecca showing up on occasion for a little threesome fun, so Jill was going to record her adventures on the typewriters that were all over the place. When I changed things so that Rebecca was a main character, I realized that that would never work when they met up and felt compelled to put their own little embellishments in the reports, so I changed it to the voice recorders. So, while they are actually taking the time to make these reports and a few days will pass during my fiction as opposed to the single night of the game, I hope that those of you who enjoy this story of mine like Shinobu Sensui obviously does will be able to look past these little quirks and whatever temporal anomalies might happen and just enjoy this fiction for what it is...just me having a blast with the game that got me interested in the Survival Horror genre in the first place. Thank you for your time and attention.*

*PS, please don't berate anyone who gives me constructive criticism. If someone doesn't like this fic, for whatever reason, they are allowed to voice their opinions about it. If I feel that they are being rude without reason, I've got the option of deleting the review. Thanks again, and I'll see you in a few days.*