::incest,snuff, necro, loli, more::

Two skateboards rolled to a stop at the entrance of Elizabeth Bathory Middle School. The riders picked up their boards and headed inside for another normal day.

Riley Wilde, 4'7", skinny, almost flat-chested, black haired, green-eyed, and so pale her skin seemed almost see-through, went to her locker right next to the school's Junior Fuckstop to stow her skateboard and her sneakers for the day. She wasn't wearing or carrying anything else.

The taller girl, thirteen year old Luna, with the same straight black hair, but hazel eyes and early-bloomer B-cup breasts, waited close by, and when Riley closed her locker, they hugged each other tightly. After a deep kiss, they looked into each other's eyes "I love you Luna" Riley said.

"Love you too, mom. I'll come visit during lunch" Luna kissed Riley again quickly and after they broke their embrace, turned to start her school day.

Riley watched her daughter walk down the hall before she herself went through the fuckstop door, the door that had changed her life, if life is the appropriate word, forever.

Twelve years ago she had been a student here, until she was summoned to the newly refurbished fuckstop, one of the earliest Junior Fuckstops in her area. Back then it had been cutting edge, offering more than just little girls in guillotines. They had installed a drowning hot tub, a spitting station (which the cafeteria staff loved), noose stations, and a chopping block, with trained staff available throughout the day to perform beheadings.

The first time Riley had found herself here led to her finding out that she had somehow come down with what later became known as Necro-Nymph Syndrome, although people had come to commonly call people like her fuck-zombies. Twelve years earlier twh syndrome had only just started making the news. Some people who were snuffed came back to life hours later, but different. Those were confusing times, not the least confusing for Riley who had faded out while getting her guts rearranged by her math teacher with her head held underwater in the brand new hot tub.

She had come to on a pile of corpses, when a woman was dumped down the disposal shoot and landed on Riley's back, forcing a gush of water to spew from her mouth. It took her a while to get her bearings, then crawl out from under the decapited body on top of her. She still wasnt sure if it was Mrs. Grant, her english teacher. The lighting was pretty dim in there, and the head must have rolled away somewhere, but she definitely never saw Mrs. Grant after that day.

After she climbed down off the pile of naked bloody filthy bodies, she made her way up to the nurses office, nude and covered in the bodily fluids of multiple girls and a of couple women, not to mention her math teacher's cum leaking out of her asshole and down her leg.

That was when she learned she was a fuck-zombie. She thought she just hadn't been drowned properly, but it turned out she had died and was still dead. There was still a pulse, and a heartbeat, but they were far below what would be found in a living person, even one in a medically induced coma. She had become something other than human. It took a while to get her head around the situation, but as time went on and science revealed more, and from her own experience, it became clear that somehow she had become an undead nymphomanic.

The medical and scientific community had seen cases like this before, but it was still rare back then. There was a bit of an outbreak before a vaccine was created, although, unsurprisingly, many people declined that option. Most necro-nymphs didn't last long at first. Without proper care and a steady diet of human meat or bodily fluids, they tended to become feral and either withered away or were snuffed until it stuck.

For Riley, though, that first day was stuck in her memory. Dying. Waking up on a heap of dead people. Getting the news, then waiting naked and covered in gore in the nurse's office until her mom arrived to pick her up... she could still remember so much of it so vividly. Some modern experts attributed the precise memory recall to the syndrome, but Riley wasn't so sure, and ultimately didn't care. What she did agree with the experts on was that, as a necro-nymph, she cared most about fucking and eating people.

Her daughter Luna was barely a year old back then. She remembered how awkward it was when she got home. How her mom rolled her eyes when they walked into the living room to see Francine, Riley's sixteen year old sister, nursing the baby while sucking their dad's cock.

"What the fuck? Riley?" her dad had exclaimed "you texted that you had fuckstop duty! What are you doing here!?"

Riley remebered giggling at the expression on her sister's face, with their daddy's cock in her mouth. 'I miss Frankie, but she did turn out to be delicious' she thought as she took a seat on a guillotine bench, waiting for someone to come in and use her. It probably wouldn't be long. She was the only girl there, and over the last twelve years everybody had learned that she was the only necro-nymph her age in the area. She knew she could count on getting "snuffed" at least a couple times a day, so long as she got enough human sustenance to regenerate her corpse during the day. Beheadings took a lot longer to comepletely come back from, but some people liked fucking a headless body while the head was fully conscious and watching. Others were visibly disgusted by her pale skin, with the black blood in her veins showing through, and some even told her to leave the room so they could enjoy the living children without having to look at her.

Twelve years of coming to this fukstop had taught her a lot. She could regenerate from anything (so far) if given enough blood, piss, cum, spit, whatever. Plenty of time with the scientists spent being poked, prodded, examined, and beyond had proved that. If it came from a human it would sustain her and if her head was placed firmly against her neck she could come back from decapitation.

As she waited for the door to open, announcing her first customer, she started playing with her pussy. She knew that getting turned on would mean that she'd need to feed sooner, but her arousal would help keep her mind clearer in the meantime. No big deal, since a lot of the regulars at the school fuckstop knew her situation and would happily feed her some part of another girl to keep her going, even if they didn't want to use her, as she had become sort of a local celebrity. Not to mention the guys who loved to have their post-nut piss in her mouth, decapitated or not.

After a minute or two, Riley heard the bell ring and made her way to the door. She cracked it open to listen to the morning announcements, which she always enjoyed even back when she was a student and had heard her name called for fuckstop duty.

'Tryouts for this, yearbook pictures that, blah blah blah' she thought as she waited. Then the fuckstop duty announcements. She was mostly curious about which kids she'd be meeting that day, and if she'd get to watch them be fucked and snuffed. Would one of them be a niece? She had plenty of those in this school. Her own daughter? Luna had already dodged the fuckstop longer than she had. Or maybe even a teacher from her time as a living girl?

She recognized some names, of course. Alexa Zonama, a fourth grade girl she'd met before, very cute, but so innocent. She probably wouldn't be excited to be there. Lindley McDougal, the daughter of a girl she had known before she died. Bitch-meat Calloway? Riley had never heard of her, but the name certainly made her wonder.

The announcements ended with some more boring school spirit garbage, then the bell rang again and classes commenced. Riley knew that she'd at least have some other girls to talk to in a minute or two, even if nobody came in to snuff her or anyone else. The thought of scared or excited naked girls sparked her elevated libido and she spread her legs and shoved her fingers into her eternally twelve year old pussy in anticipation.

This site is kind of broken. I know I'm new to posting, but it's very clunky trying to post. I end up doing it twice because there's not post button and then there is. I don't know programming or coding, but how old is this code? Maybe I'm juat embarrassed from double posting two stories?
No further questions.

Well, it's a good start even if it's a double post!

Thank you!! I'm still brainstorming how the rest of Riley's day will go, but it will get down to more in-the-moment action now that I've gotten a synopsis of the backstory done.

>>31895
Next part is in the works

Looks fun so far, looking forward to more!

>I hope I caught all the spelling and grammatical errors that happened as I was pouring this out of my brain! Aside from those insecurities, I hope someone enjoys this!<

After only a couple minutes of sitting on a guillotine bench and vigorously fingering her bald puffy pussy, Riley watched the other girls start to arrive one by one, strip off their clothes, and toss them into the chute down to the donation box in the basement. Some waved hello to her, some chatted with each other, some were just quiet and nervous.

When little nine year old Alexa came in she waved cheerfully "hi Riley!!" before stripping off her clothes. Riley waved back with her free hand, but didn't stop finger-fucking herself noisily; she didn't even slow down. Once Alexa was wearing nothing but the little bows holding her red hair up in pigtails, she ran over and gave the dead girl a big hug.

"Aren't you excited? I am!" Alexa squealed and sat behind Riley on the bench, legs on either side, then scooted up behind her, wrapping her arms around the zombie girl in a hug and pulling on Riley's nipples, which elicited a moan of pleasure.

Riley was surprised by the little redhead's eagerness. The girl gave off such an innocent vibe, it never occurred to her that the kid was into sex *or* getting snuffed. But she was getting hornier and hungrier by the moment. "Yeah... I... need it" Riley was panting by now, "you know that, Alexa." Alexa didn't totally understand it, but she did know that Riley always needed sex.

Riley was biting her bottom lip as she was edging herself. Her blood may have turned black from the syndrome, but her pussy produced more grool than ever, and the smell of it was a confirmed aphrodisiac; science said so, so it must be true. The little girl behind her had started grinding her cunnie on the bench and making a little wet spot of her own.

Some of the other girls had become distracted by the pair in their erotic embrace and started touching themselves too, aside from one girl who couldn't stand to look at the freaky dead girl, but even her young cunt was getting wet from the sounds and scent, despite herself.

Finally, the door opened again, and in walked Mr. Funk, one of the bus drivers, with a dead naked girl under each arm, casualties of the ride to school, which wasn't that uncommon. Without saying a word, he walked to a disposal chute and dumped each small body into it before he turned and chose a fifth grade girl, a brunette, and with a scared expression on her face, and roughly locked her into a guillotine.

The girl whimpered and cried as he pulled out his cock and slapped her pussy with it, rubbed it along her slick little slit, then she screamed as he finally got it hard enough to shove into her tiny hole.

Riley and Alexa watched him as he raped the little girl brutally. Both of them were getting more and more turned on as they watched. Riley's hand moved faster, adding a third then a fourth finger in her needy necro-nymph cunt. Alexa was pinching and pulling Riley's nipples harder as she ground her clit on the bench.

"Fuck... oh fuck!!" Riley felt herself about to cum, but backed off, knowing that if she came as hard as she thought she would, she might lose control and start eating the other girls before anyone could snuff them. She'd learned that the hard way and her little sister Amy had the scars to this day.

With Alexa still grinding and digging her nails into Riley's nipples, they watched Mr. Funk reletlntlessly pummel the crying and screaming ten year old until he started grunting and slammed his meaty fist on the button to release the blade. As the cries were silenced with a devastating *thunk* Mr. Funk unloaded his old balls into the little girl and through gritted teeth he muttered "goddammit I love raping kids to death!!"

He gave a few more pumps into the twitching corpse, and shuddered a few times himself as his murderous pedo cock shot out the last few spurts of cum, while the decapitated child's neck spurted blood.

Alexa was drawing black blood from Riley's puffy dead nipples with her fingernails as she leaned in and muttered "god, that's sooo hot" into her ear.

The bus driver picked up the little girl's head and wiped his wet cock on her face before he tossed it to the floor and hit the button to send the child's headless corpse into the disposal chute. He didn't even bother tucking his deflating cock back into his pants before he turned and left without another word.

Somehow, on his way out, he had the manners to hold the door open for the next visitor to the junior fuckstop, Miss Frankle, the assistant librarian.

Mid thirties, pretty and busty, Miss Frankle was always polite and soft spoken. She smiled at all the doomed girls in the room and crouched down in front of a sixth grade girl with big eyes and frizzy brown hair, not unlike her own.

"Hi dearie. Would you please come with me to the drowning tub?" She gently brushed the girl's hair away from her face and gave her a sweet smile. The girl nodded and took her hand and they walked into the hot tub room.

"Alexa? Can you get that girl's head off the floor? I'm too horny. I need to feed." Riley panted, still edging her desperately needy child cunt. "I'm not supposed to bite live girls in the fuckstop...."

"Right now!?" Alexa was sooo close to cumming, but she backed off "ok..." she caught her breath and scampered off to find the fifth grade girl's head, but just as she put her hands on it, the door opened again and the sweaty gym teacher, Mr. Phillips came in, fresh off his jog to the school.

He stopped and breathed heavily, hands on his hips. His tracksuit was damp, and his pulse rate was up as he looked around the fuckstop looking for his post-run cool down plaything.

As he was catching his breath and taking in the options, the door opened again. Alexa was shyly making her way back towards Riley when Eric Gustafsen came in. Mr. Phillips looked down at the thirteen year old student and put his hand up for a high-five.

"Hey coach." Eric said as they slapped hands. "Hey champ" the washed out jock said to the young stud. "You have your pick, buddy, plenty of sluts to choose from!" He pointed to Riley, still frantically fingering herself "you ever fucked a living dead girl?"

"Noooo fucking way!! She's fucking weird." Eric laughed and nudged the gym teacher with his elbow.

Alexa gave him a dirty look "hey, that's mean! And like... racist, or something!"

Eric looked shocked "excuse me? And what the fuck are you doing, picking up trash? Let me help." He slammed his hand down on the closest chute button and shoved the little red-head, along with the the other girl's head she was carrying, through the hole before it closed.

Alexa smacked the back of her head on the floor as she went ass first into the chute, then screamed as she fell. Riley grimaced at the boy, angry that he had deprived the sweet girl of the last fuck that she deserved as a fuckstop participant, but that didn't stop her from shoving her fingers into herself faster.

"Aw, come on Eric," Mr. Phillips said disappointedly "you know the girls are here to be fucked first, not just thrown away. It *is* a fuck stop, after all."

"Sorry coach" the boy said sort of sheepishly, then turned to the rest of the girls. "Ok, you, blondie, come strap in and get fucked or whatever" and the sixth grade blone girl he pointed to stepped forward, looking bored and resigned to her fate. "My name's not blondie, asshole, it's Bitch-meat."

"Whatever. Just gimme your dumb little cunt, witch... uh, beat" Eric struggled to insult the girl, with limited success. One of the other girl in the room chuckled a little.

Riley couldn't help but roll her eyes. Eric was soooo fucking dumb, obviously, but at least he had helped her identify the mysterious Bitch-meat.

The gym teacher turned back to Riley, who was still pumping her fingers in and out at a steady pace "come on, Ri. I can tell you need it. Wanna go for a ride on the rope?"

The little zombie girl jumped to her feet immediately, her fingers schlicking out of her. "Yes!" Her green eyes had darkened as her lust had built, a sign to those who knew her that she needed to fuck and to feed, and Mr. Phillips had known her since she was a student.

"Okay, cutie. Get it on ya" he said as he kicked off his sneakers and pushed his track pants and briefs down, then started stroking his six inch cock. Riley eagerly pulled over a stool as the sounds of Eric raping the little blonde girl filled the room.

She climbed onto the stool and put the noose around her neck and tightened it, desperate to be fucked. She wasn't particularly excited about dying again, as that had gotten old pretty quickly, but she was used to it, and hanging was a lot more enjoyable than getting her head cut off. The recovery time was shorter, and getting choked to death really did make her cum harder. Mr. Phillips was actually one of the nicer men who had killed her over the years; he always gave her a good fuck and a good snuff.

Mr. Phillips checked the length of the rope and asked "you ready, sweetie?" and before she could even nod he kicked the stool out from under her feet.

Riley's eyes crossed as her neck was yanked by the rope. Then she felt the gym teacher's hands on her skinny hips and his hard cock prodding at her messy wet nymph pussy. She was so desperate to be fucked. She tried to hump back onto him, but danglingling from the noose, she really didn't have any control of the situation.

"Don't worry, girl, I'll take care of you like I always do" Mr. Phillips said as he shoved his cock into the dead fuckslut he'd used so many times over the years. Her zombie cunt felt as good as it always did. He'd stretched it out in so many way in the last twelve years, but the necro-nymph syndrome always healed it back as tight as it was before she was snuffed the first time.

As always, Mr. Phillips was a gentleman, and as he pounded into the little girl, he kept her facing toward the guillotine where Eric was was fucking Bitch-meat like a rabbit. Thanks to her edging and her syndrome, Riley managed to cum just after Eric. It hadn't even been a minute since she started dangling, and Eric was widely known as a two-pump chump. As he unloaded his cum into the girl, Eric hit the button to remove her head and Riley, still rubbing her pussy as the coach railed her from behind, came hard herself and soaked the gym teacher's crotch and legs with little zombie girl squirt.

"Ohhh, fuck yes, kiddo, that's it!!" Mr. Phillips groaned as her felt her cunt convulsing on his cock. "I hope you're almost dead, girl, 'cause I'm about to cum!" He tuggeed harder on her slender hips, jerking her in the noose as he felt his load about to flood her useless womb.

The blonde girl slid down the disposal chute and Eric quickly left, leaving the fuckstop with just the sound of Riley's ass being slapped by the teacher's body, and the soft moans of the as yet unfucked girls moaning while they masturbated.

Riley's vision was fading. She hadn't breathed for a couple of minutes. Her entire existence was reduced to the fire and thobbing in her little cunt and the foggy feeling of being choked to death by the noose. She vaguely noticed miss Frankle emerge from the tub room, cheeks flushed, giving polite finger waves to the girls as she quietly left.

Fingers still working on her clit, Riley managed to cum again just before she felt Mr. Phillips start to burst inside her, making her oxygen-deprived orgasm even more intense. As he came he pulled her hips harder, and before her vision faded to black, she heard and felt her neck snap mid-squirt.

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When she opened her eyes, in the disposal room under the fuckstop, Riley was in pain. Her neck hurt like hell, her head was throbbing, and after a moment of reorienting herself, she was pretty sure both of her legs were broken. Not surprising after being dumped from the hanging station feet first, but she knew she'd need more than just the cum that had been pumped into her to recover.

She looked around the dimly lit chamber and saw she wasn't to far from any of the bodies around her. She painfully scooted her way over to the fifth grade girl that Eric had used, and started scooping his cum out of her small vagina.

"Ew... that guy ever tastes bad" she said to the bodies around her after licking her fingers. The flavor wasn't *all* bad; she could tell the difference between his cum and... 'what was her name? Oh Bitch-meat' the much more satisfying rich flavor of the girl.

She dragged herself over to the next headless girl who had been fucked by the bus driver, then the two he had walked in with. Her headache was easing a bit, but her legs were still useless. That was when she heard then moan.

"Hello?" she said in the dark room. The moan came again. She quickly found Alexa, underneath Eric's beheaded fucktoy. Her neck was at a crazy angle, and her skull was split open. She clearly had a bad landing after being shoved into the chute, but it hadn't been immediately fatal.

"Alexa!! Hi!!" Riley shoved the other corpse off of the girl and patted her cute little butt. Can you feel that? Can you hear me?" There was no response aside from another gurgly moan. "Mmmhmmm. You hit hard I guess. Paralyzed. Definitely concussed at the very least." She traced the girl's head wound with her fingers. "I've been there. It sucks."

She probed the broken part of Alexa's skull with her fingers... 'definitely broken, but not enough' she thought to herself. 'Only one thing to do.'

She grasped Alexa's hair and smashed her head into the concrete floor until she felt it give a little more, the little girl grunting and moaning with every strike. When she felt like she had loosened it up enough, rhe dug her fingers in, tore through skin, and grasped loose fragments of skull until she had made a hole large enough to get a few fingers inside.

Riley spent the next ten minutes or so scooping out fingerfuls of Alexa's frontal lobe and shoving then into her mouth. Fresh living brain would accelerate the healing of her broken legs better than any amout of cum she could dig out of the corpses around her.

"Mmmm, you're sooooo good!" she muttered to the dying girl who had stood up for her, only to be shoved down a disposal chute. She smacked her lips after licking her fingers. She could feel her legs painfully repairing themselves. The brains were definitely working,

After consuming as much brain as she could reach through the narrow hole in the girl's skull, Riley sat back and looked around, cum and blood and brains smeared on her pale face. There were the two girls from the bus, the one the driver had fucked and decapitated... a little farther away she spotted the child that the librarian had drowned, still wet and lying in a puddle.

Riley felt her stomach growl after her little snack on Alexa's noodle. She needed more. 'Live meat is best!' she thought, and pulled her little friend's still moaning body closer. The girl hadn't even been fucked before she was shoved down the chute, but even without cum in it, her pussy would provide Riley with what her body needed. She got to work literally eating the ten year old girl's pussy, while the partially lobotomized child babbled senselessly.

The raw puffy outer labia were an absolute delight on her tongue. Riley had eaten more girl meat than most twelve year olds, especially given her bonus twelve years, and little moaning paralyzed Alexa had quite a tasty little muffin. She could feel herself warming and healing and... dripping. Her dead pussy was leaking again already. She knew she'd need sex again soon. The endless cycle of hunger and lust was her existence. One barely satisfied the other, and only for so long. It felt like the only time she had a chance to rest was after a particularly brutal snuffing. As she started in on Alexa's inner labia, Riley wondered if she'd even find a balance.

'Whatever' she thought as she bit and swallowed 'I have time to figure that out.'

That was hot!

>>31936
Thank you! ☺️

Next part is written. I immediately wanted to copy and post, but good girls proofread and edit! I think it's already a good mix of sex and guro and humor and drama, but I'm gonna make sure it's better before I post it. Coming soon!

After having spent several more minutes devouring Alexa's pussy, Riley felt like she might be able to stand, even though her neck and legs still hurt. She stood up, wobbling like a newborn fawn, but feeling steady enough. 'If I fall down, I'll just eat more' she thought to herself, then giggled a little. She kind of hoped she *would* fall. The balance between her two lusts were teetering, but she did manage to find her footing.

As she staggered to her feet, another head and another headless body tumbled down from a chute above, smacking onto the growing pile of dead middle school girls.

A moment later, the door to the disposal chamber opened, sending a blinding rectangle of light from the well-lit school basement hallway on the other side. Riley turned her dead eyes to the source of light, and could make out a few backlit silhouettes entering the room.

"Heeyyy! Riley!! Got snuffed early today, huh?"
She couldn't make out the figure walking towards her, but she knew the voice. Regina had been in fifth grade when Riley died twelve years ago. Now she was part of the school cafeteria staff.

"Hi Reggie" Riley said, as she stumbled, naked, covered in blood and gore towards the door "yeah, Mr. Phillips fucked me on the rope." Her voice was a little hoarse still after the hanging, but Regina was an old friend by now, and had always been a sweet kid.

"Well, seein' you're on your feet again and it's only second period, I hope there's enough girl meat left in here for lunch."

Regina pulled Riley into a hug while the other cafeteria staff started picking up the fresh bodies of the other snuff girls.

"Oh, uhmmm, yeah. Plenty of meat left" Riley mumbled, as Regina, now twenty-two, fully grown, plump and bosomy, squished Riley's face into her chest.

The older (🤷🏼‍♀️) woman let go of the hug, slapped Riley on her pale naked butt, and asked "you feel strong enough to help carry some meat back to the kitchen?"

Riley took a moment, held by her scrawny shoulders at arms length; she stared at the tasty breasts she had been crushed into by a girl she had watched grow up.

"Umm... I can try... but... still hungry." Riley knew the signs; luckily Regina did too. She took Riley's hand and led her to one of the girls who the other kitchen staff hadn't hauled out yet, a smaller girl, easier for Riley to carry.

"You carry her and whatever you don't need right now goes into today's menu" Regina hefted the chubby younger girl onto Riley's shoulder and picked up another larger body, then took her old friend's hand and they walked out of the disposal chamber together.

Regina was chattering about the various menu options that she imagined would be made from the meat of the recently fucked and snuffed children, but Riley wasn't paying much attention; she rarely ate in the cafeteria on the days she spent at her old school anyway. Maybe she'd stop in if she was alive at lunchtime for a burger. She was too busy struggling to keep up with the dead weight of the girl slung over her shoulder in her barely recovered state. She knew if she wanted to be helpful, she needed to feed more.

Staggering along with her old friend's hand holding hers, the girl's hip on her shoulder and legs clasped close to her chest, Riley readjusted her burden, bringing the headless schoolgirl's plump butt close enough to sink her teeth into it and take a big bite of needed nourishment.

Her steps became steadier as she ate more and more of the nameless girl's sweet tasty buttcheek. 'Nearly as good as live meat, but still better than cooked' Riley thought, savoring the sensations in her mouth.

She had loved a nice roast leg or medium-rare cunt steak when she had been alive, but since she had died, nothing tasted better than raw meat, especially while it was alive like Alexa had been. 'Did Alexa die yet?' she wondered as she munched away and walked more confidently with every bite of uncooked butt.

By the time they reached the stairwell leading up to the cafeteria's storage area, she felt much stronger, but of course eating ass had made her pussy start to drool down her legs, mixing with the cum still running from her hungry cunt that was already aching for more attention. She missed they way her pussy ached from pain longer when she was alive.

"Think you can do the stairs, hon?" Regina asked, and gave Riley's little hand a comforting squeeze.

"Yeah, I can manage" she answered. Over the years she had spent as a zombie, Riley had become more and more familiar with her physical limitations and capabilities; it wouldn't be easy, but she knew that she had fed enough after her latest snuffing to carry a dead child up a stairwell. They made their way to the backroom of the cafeteria and unburdened themselves after the other bodies had been deposited.

Regina pulled the little girl into a big hug, and Riley found her face pressed into her old friend's soft cleavage once again. Her mouth was watering, but she had enough ass-meat in her tummy to resist biting into the plump breasts.

"Thanks for your help, Riley, but if you're thinkin' of another round in the fuck stop, you should probably hit the showers, kiddo. You're an absolute mess" she said as she wiped a fleck of Alexa's brain out of the dead girl's hair. Riley grabbed Regina's hand and licked the bit of brain off of her finger.

"Hey, some people like a girl covered in gore!" Riley smirked as she looked at the wet bloody state of Regina's clothes that had been left after they'd hugged. "Besides, I think you wiped most of the mess onto yourself."

They winked at each other, both knowing that preparing the girl meat for school lunch would do far worse things to the cafeteria staff's clothes.

"You're right though. A think a cold shower might be a good idea." Riley muttered, finding her eyes drawn back to Regina's fat, raw, living tits, and her own hand drawn back between her legs.

"Ok, jeez, Riley! Go then! We've got work to do." Regina pushed the little zombie girl towards the door, then turned and danced her way towards a stainless steel table with a headless naked nine year old, ready to be gutted, and butchered, singing to herself.

Riley watched for a moment, with a smile on her face, then headed toward the gymnasium, dancing a little herself since her legs were feeling better and better by the moment. '...don't really wanna do the work today...' she hummed.

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It was just a hop skip and another dance to the gym, where Riley smiled and waved at her daughter Luna, who was in the middle of an absolute disaster of a volleyball game. Middle-school kids, with their growth spurts and raging hormones, weren't always the best at organized team sports, in Riley's experience. Luna waved back and got smacked in the face by one of her teammates who was lunging for the ball. Riley just shook her head and walked naked to the girls' locker room, leaving bloody footprints on the gym floor.

The lockers were one of the more calming places in the school for her, at least when they were empty. Having the showers to yourself was like being in a waterfall high in the Andes, she imagined. Cold water falling on her body, the splashing and spraying sounds echoing off of the tiles in such a large open space... just soothed her.

Of course, for Riley the first part of cleaning herself started way before the water was even turned on. When she was as covered in blood cum brains and gore, she would always start by just scooping as much of it into her hands as she could, and shove it into her mouth. Even if it was several minutes old and starting to dry, she never wanted to waste any.

That was exactly what she was doing when she heard the door open. Riley was sucking on her gooey messy fingers, with a look of lust and hunger in her eyes, head tilted back to let the delicious bits of dead schoolgirls slide onto her tongue, when she saw who had walked in.

Yumiko stopped in her tracks "oh.... it's you." Her face turned into a scowl instantly. It didn't make her look any less gorgeous to Riley.

The two girls just looked at each other for a moment, while Riley licked the last of her fingers clean. "Helo Yumi." She said, her voice thick from all the blood still sliding down her throat. "I wish you wouldn't be mad at me."

Yumiko's scowl deepened. She was, in a way, just the latest girl who thought Riley was her enemy, but she was more than that. Yumi thought of herself as Luna's girlfriend, and she was very possessive. Riley was sure the girl must know how incestuous Luna's home life was, but for some reason Yumi seemed to save up all her jealousy for her.

"I'm just here to shower. Yumi" she said as she abandoned her hand cleaning and finally turned on the shower. "I would like it if we could talk about... things. Or you could come shower with me while we talk....." Riley couldn't help herself... even as the cold water splashed on her pale naked skin, starting to wash away the evidence of her morning activities... the thought of Yumi undressing and joining her had her touching herself again. Being full of fresh meat always made her horny, and she felt almost fully healed from her first snuff of the day.

"I just came in here to pee!!" Yumiko yelled and stomped away. Riley turned under the calming cold water to watch the sweaty girl walk toward the toilets. "I'm not full yet! You could pee in my mouth!!" she yelled, and really meant it. She looked so tasty. So sexy. Riley was a little bit jealous herself.

She closed her eyes, and despite the cold water she couldn't help scooping some of the last bits of brain and flesh off of her body and pushing her fingers into her pussy. 'Yuki used to be such a sweet kid... so shy and friendly.'

'Things changed when Yuki got old enough to realize she was a girl, and that she had a hopeless crush on her bff Luna. That's when the scowl started.'

Riley started moaning as she remembered the first time she saw her daughter with her throat filled with Yumiko's dick. Face deep red, tears running down her cheeks, tongue sticking out and licking Yumi's balls..... "ohhhh, fuck, yes Luna...." she said out loud, just like she said back then "ohmygod Yumi, snuff my baby. My only baby girl." She remembered cumming soo hard watching Yumi choke Luna out on her ten year old dick.

"Fuck, Yumiiii!!!" She knew Yumiko hated her, maybe for telling her to snuff Luna, or maybe for how much Riley got off to it, but...

*WHACK*

Riley fell face first onto the shower floor after the single swing of a field hockey stick to the back of her head.

Yumiko looked down, disgusted. She wasn't sure if she had killed Riley again, or if she was just knocked out. She could tell that the filthy dead perv was still cumming though.

"Fucking incest zombie cunt! You want my piss? Have it!" She pulled her dick out of the leg of her gym shorts and *finally* got to relieve herself. She had been too infuriated by her girlfriend's weird-horny-zombie-kid mom to actually use the toilet and just stomped off to the gym equipment room instead.

"Fuck.... I hope Luna won't be mad at me." Yumi said as she shook herself off... then paused, tilted her head, and maybe for the first time saw Riley. Really *saw* her.

Naked and wet, probably dead, but she's fucking always dead.... but... on her stomach with her fingers in her little bare pussy.

As the dark blood from Riley's headwound started to swirl down the drain in the floor, Yumiko felt her cock throb in her hand.

She dropped the field hockey stick and backed away. Heart beating in her chest, hard cock still hanging out of her shorts, she turned and ran back to the gym.

"I have to tell Luna. It has to be me, oh fuck, Luna, I'm soo sorry!!"

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'Is it raining?' The wetness and the sound of litle droplets came through first. The cold. The pain. Riley tested if she could get up. Felt like she had all her limbs...

"Ohhhhh.... ffuck!!!" Her body remembered as she moved her arm and the fingers in her cunt sent her into a post-post-mortem orgasm. She vaguely remembered being soooo close before everything went black.

Riley didn't try to get up again right away. She was happy to lie there in the shower, even if she drowned *again*. She was imagining the look on Yumi face as she did it....

'My little Luna is a lucky girl.'

I really enjoy this story, especially the girl-on-girl action. Can't wait for more!

Oops, didn't mean to click sage...

>>32244
Thanks! It's been fun to write so far. I've been tempted to do a time-skip to get to other ideas I have come up with, but I think I'll just follow Riley through this one day for now. She's a needy girl, after all.

Oh... and do you mean the girl-on-girl sex or the girl-on-girl violence? There's gonna be plenty more of both, tbh. ☺️