Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 6: To think that this should be easy…
Jill’s log
Okay, now I’ve definitely seen everything! And quite frankly, I’m getting sick and tired of it. I just barely escape one trapped room and immediately enter another! After that was kind of nice though…

Barry saved my ass again. This time from a falling ceiling. I thought that it was fishy when the handles for that shotgun lifted up when I grabbed it. Too bad I dropped the weapon when Barry yanked me through the door. I never knew he was that strong. That door must have been thicker than normal, because I couldn’t kick it in, but Barry just rammed it down with two blows! He’s definitely going to be first priority on my Christmas card list. I have to admit, though, that I was surprised to find an actual death trap in this mansion that was, so far, only full of sex-crazed zombies. Anyway, after I dusted myself off, shivered uncontrollably for about five minutes and almost threw up, I was ready to get on with the plan for finding Chris and getting the hell out of here. Barry said that he found a door just down the hall that had four octagonal indentations in it, and suggested that we start looking for whatever fit in those holes so we can unlock the door and see what’s behind it. I’m guessing that we’ll find a whole bunch of nothing, but that’s just me.

I decided to check out the door myself, but couldn’t help but look in the rooms that were along the way. Most of the doors were locked and there was nothing I could do about it, but I did find one open door. It led to a room full of portraits. I was looking at the first one when I noticed a bad smell lingering around. I looked up and saw what appeared to be crows perched on metal bars all around the room. They looked like crows, but they were much too big. They were even too big to be ravens. I was a little freaked out by them, but they seemed like they weren’t very interested in me, so I started looking at the pictures again. I saw one of an old man, one of a young man and one of a newborn, but the room ended in a curve, so I figured there were more than just these. I was going to check the rest of the room when I noticed a switch under the first painting. I freely admit that what I did then was extremely stupid, but I pushed the switch, causing all of the huge crow things to go crazy. The bastards came flying at me from all directions, tearing at my clothes as I desperately tried to fend them off. But I realized something as they were surrounding me…they weren’t just bigger than crows or ravens…they were as big as those damn dogs! One crashed right into my face as I was looking up and knocked me to the floor. I lay there reeling for only a second, but it was enough time for another bird to fly down, grab my wrists in it’s talons and hold them down over my head. Another two grabbed my ankles and spread them apart causing me to groan in frustration. I was getting sick and tired of getting manhandled by things that weren’t really men! The zombies are the closest that are here and even they don’t really count! I watched in anger as one of the crows flew down and pecked curiously at my pants, before grabbing my zipper in it’s beak and pulling it down. At this point I could have screamed in utter anger at the stupidity of everything that had been going on and was going to, but as soon as I opened my mouth a damn crow flew up and stuffed it’s dick in my mouth. The one that had grabbed at my pants was maneuvering it’s dick into my pussy and was managing it with marginal success until it gave in and started working on the clasp for my pants too. By the time it managed to get my pants completely undone, the first crow had cum in my mouth and flown back up to it’s perch. Another crow quickly took it’s place and started thrusting into my mouth as I lay there glowering at the ceiling. But I actually felt the need to gasp as the first crow finally managed to thrust it’s cock into my pussy. It felt really big. Much bigger than the dicks of the other two crows so far. It felt really good too. But damned if I wasn’t going to fight the pleasure and remain pissed as long as I could. I only lasted about five seconds. I was moaning and thrusting back at the crow along with it’s thrusts until it came in my pussy causing me to cum. The third bird came in my mouth around the same time and the two birds took off for their perches and two more took their places inside me. The birds were relentless in their pursuit of sex, just like the zombies and dogs that I had met so far, but in the end, they all had their go at me. I even laid there and let the four that were holding me down take their turns before I slowly got up and zipped up my pants.

I was tired from all the fucking…again…so I knew I had to think things through before I touched anything this time. I continued to check the room and actually found a plaque that told me that I had to talk to the paintings from youngest to oldest. The puzzle was so simple that I felt really ashamed for having screwed it up before. When I touched the final switch under the portrait of the old man, I heard a clattering sound at the end of the room. I walked over and saw that one of the paintings had fallen and behind it was an octagonal crest. I knew it had to be one of the keys to the door that Barry had mentioned, so I grabbed it and exited the room. There was only one door in front of me, so I opened it and was taken aback by the chilly outside air. I shook myself and went ahead. I was about to reach the door when I heard soft footsteps behind me. I slowly turned and saw one of those dogs creeping up on me, ready to pounce. I sighed, realizing that I wouldn’t be getting the crest into the door anytime soon, and put the crest into my pocket as I started unbuttoning my pants again.

Knowing there was nothing I could really do to fight this thing, I slowly dropped my pants and bent over, wiggling my hips in the dog’s face. The dog slowly walked up behind me and sniffed my pussy. It licked me a few times, sticking it’s tongue in me, before mounting me and trying to thrust it’s dick into me. I knew it would have trouble, so I reached back and guided it’s dick into my pussy. I was moaning already just from knowing how it would feel to have it’s dick in me, but it didn’t even compare to the actual feeling. I remembered how it felt before, but for some reason it felt even better this time. The dog was slow and meticulous in it’s thrusting, making sure that I felt every inch of it sliding in and out of me. I swear to god that if I died right now, that would be how heaven would feel. The dog just kept on pumping into me slowly, letting me cum as many times as I wanted to, and believe me, it was a lot, before I felt it’s knot push into me. It still just pushed into me slowly, even as the knot was swelling in me, and the feeling of the knot slowly moving back and forth into me sent me into an orgasmic frenzy. I thrust back on the dog at a break-neck speed as I orgasmed over and over, before collapsing to the ground. It was only after I collapsed that the dog picked up the pace and finally came inside me. I was exhausted, but I wasn’t ready to call it quits yet, so even as I lay panting on the cold stone walkway, I called the dog over to me, grabbed it’s face and stuck my tongue into it’s mouth. The dog seemed surprised but ‘kissed’ me back in kind as I grabbed it’s cock and gently stroked it. Feeling my strength return, I moved underneath the dog and started sucking it’s dick, trying to get it hard again, and my efforts were rewarded, because it looked even bigger and thicker than it had felt before.

This time I lay on my back in front of the dog with my legs held over my head, like the last time, because I knew that it could go even deeper into me this way. The dog seemed unsure of how to proceed, but slowly got the hang of it as I pulled it’s front legs around my sides. It leaned down and licked my breasts through my shirt a little before shoving it’s tongue in my mouth again. Our tongues mixed happily as I felt it thrust it’s cock against my pussy, before I reached down and guided it into me. The dog kept up it’s slow and steady pace as it thrust it’s cock deeper and deeper into me, deeper than before and deeper than the ones before had managed. It felt so fucking good to have something so big inside me that I came immediately. Everything this dog did managed to turn me on even more. Even the slight slap of it’s balls against the bottom of my pussy sent small shivers through my body. I couldn’t believe how good it would feel to have a dog fuck you. If I had known it would be this good, I would have started fucking them years ago. Then again, something tells me that if I had started years ago, I wouldn’t have been able to join S.T.A.R.S. and would never have come here to sense this much pleasure, so I’m not sure which would have been better. Anyway, we fucked like that for almost two hours; just the two of us letting our hips meet slowly and kissing each other. It was like I was fucking a man, but it was a dog…an undead, half-rotten dog…and I still don’t care! It has got to be the best fuck I’ve ever had in my entire life, because it just didn’t quit, and as long as the two of us kept kissing, which we did, neither did I! But all good things must come to an end, and this did too. I knew it was nearing the climax when I felt the knot slowly push into me. I pulled the dog’s head from mine as I let out a guttural howl of pleasure and came like a fucking tornado! The dog came with me, shooting it’s load deep inside my pussy and howling alongside me. The two of us collapsed in exhaustion, and I cradled the dog in my arms as it’s dick slowly shrunk and flopped out of me. The two of us fell asleep together, right there in the cold night air.

I woke up to find that the dog was gone, and I was alone again. I felt like crying as I got up and put my pants back on. That dog was an extremely good fuck, and I wanted to have another go before I left, but it wasn’t to be. Sadly, I went over to the door and placed the crest I had gotten from the crow room into the door. I heard soft footsteps behind me and turned around hoping to see the dog again. But it wasn’t him, it was Barry. He said he saw Chris and Rebecca Chambers running around, and had gotten a crest from them. He also suggested that I go upstairs to look for the other ones. I agreed, and took off, leaving Barry to put the crest in the door. I don’t like thinking it about the guy, but he’s been acting strangely lately. But I can worry about that later. There are still two more crests in this building, and we’ve got to find them before anything else happens. Jill out.

Wesker’s log
Well, well, well…the infection is getting stronger in her. She seemed to be enjoying that dog even more than the last ones. It must have been the crows that upped her dosage. But good god, that lady is something else. She actually went for three hours with that dog! Hopefully Rebecca didn’t go for so long with whatever she ran into. No, she couldn’t have. Barry just ran up with the second crest that he basically threw to them, so her tape should be just long enough to get me through Jill making her report. I never thought it would be so tiring trying to keep track of two girls getting fucked. Heh…if the guys at my old dorm could see me now, they’d either kill themselves or try to get on my good side so I’d bring the tapes over for a kegger. Anyway, let’s see what happened to Rebecca in the bar. With any luck it will be very educational. Wesker out.