Ultimate Crossover Horror Survival (for Crooked)

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Jill moaned and struggled as the countless hands yanked and stretched her blue tank top. As she felt the one zombie pull her shirt down to expose her chest to the crowd, her eyes widened and her face flushed bright red. “Oh my god!” Jill screamed, struggling even harder under the hoard of zombies

Uncaring of her modesty, though, the monsters didn’t let her get the chance to recover herself. One hand grasped her left wrist and two others were quick to seize her right, pulling her from both directions to keep her hands from her chest. They stretched on her arms further and further, while a wave of even more fingers continued to claw at her clothes… and then, with one final zombie’s help, the top tore to shreds, each hand holding onto it taking a piece for themselves and vanishing within the hoard.

The three zombies keeping her wrists held didn’t let up, though - they instead moved. Unseen through the crowds, these two zombies fought through their own brethren to pull Jill’s hands forward. Meanwhile, two shuffling corpses beneath, one even without legs, grabbed firmly onto her ankles, forcefully hunching her over.

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Jill growled and gritted her teeth as she struggled with the much stronger zombies who simply had their way with her. “F-Fucking stop! You perverted freaks!” She yelled before gasping as she felt her top being torn to shreds. Due to opting to go without a bra, she was left in only her panties.

She didn’t even have time to think about how beyond humiliating this was before she was moved and manipulated by the hoard like a doll and was forced to bend over and present her bottom to them.

After what had been a deafening few minutes of unintelligible moans and moving parts, just like that, every monster went silent. The hallways rendered quiet, the only sound being Jill’s squirming against her confinements; which, although silent, didn’t let up in the least. Then… a stomp. “Wham!” The hallway shook around her and them, unearthing dust from the corners of the ceiling that fell down atop of uncaring corpses.

“Wham!” Suddenly, the zombies jumped back into action, many compressing themselves to the ends of the walls, others fleeing into the nearby rooms to make space. “Wham!” But only on one side of Jill - from her front, the halls were still packed with zombies. From behind, though, all had cleared out, making a divide that led straight to her… and thanks to her arched out back, whatever was coming was going to meet with her exposed bottom first.

“Wham!”

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Jill struggled and fought under the bonds of the quiet zombies, doing whatever it takes to free herself from her prison. It was until the ground and walls shook that she paused in surprise. As she wondered what that was, it happened again and now zombies were disappearing from around her. Jill has a strong feeling that whatever that sound is might be coming her way sooner than she thinks

As if on cue, from around the hallway came a looming, deep shadow… and finally, it’s host revealed itself. “Wham!” Rounding the corner came a zombie unlike any of the others; this one had legs like a standard corpse’s, but it’s body… bloated at the pecs, one of it’s arms hung gimpily from it’s side like an uncooked chicken leg. But the other was twice the size of an ordinary person’s body! Riddled with muscles in places that didn’t even make anatomical sense, the creature lumbered under its own weight…

Seeing the newcomer instilled excitement in the brainless hoard. “GrrrAAAHHH!” The monsters picked back up their droning, angry tone while the heavy-handed beast turned to the source of the sound. “GrAH!” It roared, throwing it’s fist down on the floor like an angry ape - and then, taking charge! The monster hurled it’s way down the hallway, it’s elbow tearing a line through the wallpaper while it beelined for Jill’s practically naked body.

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Being bent over and facing the opposite way, Jill didn’t get a good look of that thing besides a peek of its large arm. Though she dismissed the thought of it actually being an arm due to how unnatural it was.

The roar from the crowd and the beast rocked her to her core but she kept her emotions in check as she was taught how to contain her fears during her training days. She just struggled harder and harder as the beast sprinted at her.

“Wham! Wham! Wham!” The monster’s impending approach became a drum beat, growing gradually louder the closer it came! Eventually, the tank threw it’s palm on the ground, dragging it along the carpet with a trail of mucus following not far behind. It grew nearer… nearer! Until eventually…

Right on Jill’s position, the tank flicked it’s wrist up, creating a whip-like lash that smacked the entrapped agent right across her quivering backside.

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Jill was confused as she felt the footsteps stop, wondering what she missed. It wasn’t until she felt a searing pain in her plump backside, as if it was hit by an explosion. “Gah!” The strong willed girl involuntarily yelped in pain.

The slap was powerful enough that it had sent Jill further into the clutches of the zombie hoard. This obviously upset the simple-minded creatures; they groaned, they grumbled, but without hesitation, they forced her right back into position from before. Unable to speak, the tank merely mumbled to itself while winding it’s hand back again… and then…

“Whap!” The second smack came, leaving an equally large handprint spanning Jill’s entire backside. It had fingers the size of hairbrushes and a single blow felt like a devastating paddle. The monster wasted no more time, mumbling “Grrrmmm…” before raising it’s massive paw again and slapping down on Jill’s left cheek, then her right, playing her butt like a pair of bongos for the enthused corpses.

The zombies didn’t let Jill budge. They held her tightly to the floor, keeping her from escaping their clutches.