Furzombie - a gay furry zombie apocalypse

Chapter Nine - Joshua

The zombie was only millimeters away, the black bile from its muzzle dripping onto me, I closed my eyes pushing with all my force, and then a thud and I managed to lift the white furred zombie off me, breathing rapidly as I did so, shrieking out exhausted as the fur dropped beside me with an arrow sticking out its head.

At the door a male fur dressed in combat trousers and a vest, a bow strung pointing into the room with quivers on his back, he was a large fur, in his 40s at least, "thanks" I breathlessly said

He raised the bow, the arrow aimed towards me, "are you bit"

"no, no, I'm not bit" I rubbed the black inky slime off my neck "its just the blood, it didn't get me I promise" I pleaded, a dark look in his brown eyes

I lay on the floor exhausted; the man swapped the bow with a hangun he pulled from his belt, "get your top off I want to see for myself"

"I'm not bit" I protested

"off now" he loaded a round into the chamber as I reluctantly took my top off, getting off the floor to my knees.

The man smiled, a creepy look in his eyes "stand up, take your trousers off"

"I'm not bit I promise"

"It wasn't fucking optional" he drew the gun closer to me "off now"

I slowly took my joggers off standing there in my boxers, this is wrong, everything about this feels wrong

"Hands on your head" he commanded, and I followed his orders, looking for an escape plan

"please don't shoot me, there's food here you can take it" I pleaded with him

"well what if I wanted something else" his paw touched my naked chest a deviant look in his eyes , his touch sent shivers through me, I did my best to control it I hated every second that filthy paw touched my skin.

I tried to smile, "just not at gunpoint OK" I asked lowering my hands

"nice try pretty boy, but you're going to suck my dick, and your gonna like it" he waved the gun "on your knees" unbuttoning his camo pants and pulling his semi hard dick out, "go on then" he gestured waving the gun to the side

My heart thumped a thousand beats a second as I ran my hands up his thighs as he stood there waiting for me to take his dick in my mouth, "that's it pretty boy" my right hand inches from his dick, my left inches from the gun.

I punched his groin with all my might and reached for the gun as it went off, the shot ringing past my left ear, he fell onto the floor pulling me over wrestling the gun between us, I managed to pry my finger into the trigger and was trying to force it to face him.

I felt a fist hit my temple, but rather than retaliate I used both hands to force the gun towards his abdomen and a squeezed the trigger as hard as I could, I heard the bang and his grip grew weaker, he gurgled some profanities and the gun went off again.

He released his grip coughing blood as I managed to stand up holding the gun over him, he held out his paw to defend from the shot as I let another round go, this time into his head.

I rolled him over onto his side, he was heavy, his fur still warm to the touch, I took the quiver of arrows off him and the bow, before getting my clothes back on, the lack of shoes concerned me but I filled the mans back pack up with some supplies I desperately needed to take back to my apartment

I had to kill him

He was going to rape me

I filled the bag in a daze, I had to get out of here, my temple bruised and swallow form where I was hit, my head fuzzy and it hurt.