Resident Primevil Urges

Chapter 8: Is this real? Or is it…
Jill’s log
Okay…that was weird…and I’m not sure…

Well, after I headed upstairs, I started noticing corpses. And not the shuffling zombie types either. These were actually dead and no longer moving zombie types. They had obviously been shot to death and I had to wonder if Barry had already been up here. Regardless, I pressed on, hoping to find something that could help us out of this freaky mansion. In all truth, I was beginning to think that I would slowly go insane while in here. Then again, who’s to say I’m not? I mean, zombies fucking people instead of eating their brains? Maybe I am going insane. Then again, maybe I’m not going insane, all this stuff is really going on, and there’s no rational explanation for it…yeah, I’m going insane. Wandering around for what felt like hours, but was probably only about five minutes, I finally managed to find an unlocked door. It was full of suits of armor. Fortunately, it didn’t seem to have anything else other than a case at the other end of the room. In the case was another one of those octagonal crests. I tried to break the glass with the butt of my gun, but the damn glass was too thick. So I looked around for anything that could be of help. In the center of the room was a pedestal with a helmet on it that I thought was a little out of place, so I tried pushing it out of the way. Doing so revealed a hidden switch. I eagerly pushed it and was happy to see the case open up. Finally, something good happening without any fuss. I was about to grab the crest when I noticed a strange scent in the air. It didn’t seem to be a bad smell, so I just ignored it, completely forgetting my training. It wasn’t until I started feeling light-headed that I realized that I must have hit a gas trap. I quickly ran for the door, but I was too late, and before I had even made it halfway, I collapsed and must have passed out.

I awoke…who knows how much later, and looked around. I was still clothed, which was weird, but what was really weird was that all of the suits of armor in the room were looking down at me. I know it sounds weird, but they really were! One knelt down in front of me and reached it’s hand out to help me get back to my feet. I was a little freaked, but was getting used to the feeling, so I let it help me up. I looked around slowly, the suits just standing there staring at me. I looked back at the first one, which was still kneeling in front of me, and asked it what the hell was going on. It said that the 10 knights were at my disposal, and would help me with whatever I desired most. I thought I knew what I desired most, and agreed whole-heartedly.

Unfortunately, what I desired most was not to get out of the mansion, but was to be royally fucked. I realized my mistake when the knight that was kneeling in front of me suddenly reached out and ripped my pants and shirt off with one swift move. I think I screamed but can’t be really sure because of all the noise of the suits of armor as they clambered over to me and started rubbing my body. I struggled with the suits for as long as I could before my body accepted the feeling of the cold metal rubbing my pussy, and massaging my body. It wasn’t long before one shoved the handle from it’s lance into my pussy, causing me to moan. I gave up struggling as the lance handle slid in and out of me at a decent pace. I knew that these things were just suits of armor and didn’t have penises so they had to make due with what they had. I didn’t even bat an eye when I felt another lance handle slide easily into my ass. The two handles slid in and out faster and faster as I groaned in pleasure, no longer caring about how utterly strange this whole situation was. I’m unsure of how long I was getting fucked by those suits, but it had to have been a long time, because I woke up later and my clothes were fine. I looked around, and the suits were back where they had been in the first place. Nothing had changed. I scratched my head and wondered what had happened. But, I suddenly felt the crest in my pocket and didn’t care anymore. I ran back down to the locked door and placed the crest in the door, happy to know that there was only one more to deal with.

I was heading back to the mansion when I heard a rustling noise in the bushes to my right. I swallowed hard, thinking it was another dog or zombie. I wasn’t sure that I should have a fucking so soon after my previous one… but I didn’t run either. Something inside me told me that I should just stay and face what was here. But, my common sense won out in the end and I ran as fast as I could back into the mansion. I couldn’t imagine what could scare me enough to send me running back inside, but I hope I never find out. I was leaning against the door, panting slightly when I felt something bang against the door with terrible ferocity and heard something scratching ferociously at the door. I freaked, as I knew it wasn’t a zombie and didn’t sound very friendly either. I hoped to god that it couldn’t open doors, and chose to run as far away from the thing as possible. I managed to get to the second floor of the mansion before I felt like I wasn’t being followed anymore. I have to admit that I wasn’t certain that I could get this far without running into a zombie, but I’m guessing that Barry must have killed them all by now. I decided to check the other side of the mansion, hoping to get my ass out of the mansion before it had another dick stuck in it.

Of course, silly me, as soon as I opened the door, I came face-to-face with three very horny looking zombies. I simply sighed and gave in as I allowed them to drag me into the room with them. I noticed we were on a balcony overlooking the dining room, and was slightly put-out by the fact that the grandfather clock wasn’t ticking anymore. But, I didn’t have any time to think about that as the zombies were vigorously removing my shirt and pants, rubbing my pussy and massaging my breasts, which I noticed with only mild interest. Okay, so my mind was on other things, I can’t be in love with every fucking zombie that I run into! I was about to actually pull away from the zombies when one thrust into me, causing me to cum immediately. I wasn’t ready for a climax so soon and panted slightly allowing another zombie to start kissing me and fondling my breasts, causing me to moan. Against my previous wishes, I did indeed, get another dick up my ass before I got out of the mansion, and I have to say, I’m not all that upset by it. As the three zombies fucked me, slowly getting me onto my hands and knees so I could give the third zombie a blowjob while the other two kept fucking me, I looked down at the place where the grandfather clock was and saw that it had slid to one side, and there was a small passage there now. I now had something to check out when I was done with these three, but I knew that wouldn’t be very soon. I have to admit, I was kind of surprised when the three zombies came inside me relatively quickly. Quickly, in that it only took them a half-hour as opposed to the full hour. Either, I was that good a fuck or these things were getting weaker. And as the zombies rested to get their hard-ons back, I noticed that these zombies were, indeed, a little drier than the ones I had dealt with before. It was like they were shriveling up. I must admit that I was more than slightly curious about why, but then, when one of them crawled up behind me and stuck it’s dick in me again, I figured it out. These things really were drying out! All they did was fuck! And they weren’t getting the necessary fluids back that they were ejaculating out. But, what were they ejaculating into? I’m the only female here, and I’ve seen how they react to other males. My mind was taken from the subject when the zombie that was fucking me came inside me and crumbled to dust right in front of my eyes. I wasn’t ready for that and must have fainted, because when I woke up the other two zombies were in the processes of fucking me from the front and behind again. I wrapped my legs around the one in front of me, forgetting all about what happened to the first zombie. But, it came back to me as the two that were holding me up came inside me and crumbled to dust as well. I landed on my butt with a dull thud and looked around wildly. I couldn’t believe it. The zombies were unstable and were dying after they fucked me. That’s why I always woke up alone! They were dust after they came in me too many times, but their sex drive was so great that they didn’t care and fucked themselves to death! What a way to go though… But, what the hell is going on in this place?! I can’t forgive anyone who’d do this to people and I’ll make whoever it was pay! I’ll check around some more before heading back to the locked door. Maybe Barry will have opened it by then. Jill out.

Wesker’s log
God Dammit! She found out! I was hoping to just leave her in this mansion and let her have fun until she died, but I’m gonna have to finish her off for real now! I highly doubt she’ll let herself get fucked by any zombies now that she knows what happens to them when she does. Damn humanitarians… But, what the hell was that in the armor room? She passed out because of the gas, got up and started humping the air for about a half an hour before collapsing again. Those lab boys must be some sick mothers to come up with a gas like that. And her close encounter with a hunter. That was interesting. Her animalistic fear of the creatures overruled her own sex drive. I doubt that will happen again. She won’t be able to stave off the hunter’s advances for long. I bet she’ll die of pleasure from one of those bastards. And if not, there are definitely more nasty guys still around. Speaking of which, Rebecca looks to be about ready to deal with one of them in the attic right now. Let’s see how she handles him.