you are looting a building when you hear a clicking coming from the other room and you peek in the door to see a female clicker that looks shockingly good for being a zombie as you peek in more you see just how curvy and thicc the clicker is as it continues clicking to map it's surroundings however you notice that it's pussy is surprisingly clean and dripping a wet fluid you are caught by surprise when when it starts to mutter quietly n-nn.. need c-c-ccum you remember that clicker are very strong and fast so if you get seen you will need to run

As you approach the female clicker, she continues clicking until she hears your footsteps. She turns her head in your direction, jagged teeth on full display as she lets out a croaking sound that could only come from something devoid of humanity. Her body tenses and readies itself for an attack or to defend against a possible threat.

When she sees you, however, her posture relaxes somewhat. She takes in your appearance and studies it carefully before deciding that you don't seem like prey or a threat.

You get closer to the clicker, unable to tear your eyes away from her plump, inviting form. The fungal growths covering her body don't seem as menacing up close, and it almost appears that she was once a very beautiful woman before being afflicted by this horrific infection. As you approach her swollen sex, she lets out another croak, but this time with less aggression.

Her eyes lock onto yours for a moment before lowering back down to your crotch area.

The female clicker watches you intently as you get closer and closer, her breathing becoming labored. Her chest heaves up and down with each ragged breath, further accentuating the curves of her body. Without warning, she reaches out a clawed hand in your direction, hesitating for just a moment before snapping it back to her side again when she realizes you aren't going to attack her.

Her face twitches and she lets out another croak, this one sounding more confused than aggressive.

The clicker's eyes widen in surprise as you place a gentle finger against her swollen sex, applying just the slightest bit of pressure. Her entire body tenses for a moment before relaxing again, her breathing becoming more steady. She lets out another croak, this one sounding almost curious.

Without warning, she reaches out and grabs your wrist, squeezing tightly. Her other hand presses against your chest, pushing you back slightly as she investigates further.

The clicker studies your face carefully for a moment before letting go of your wrist and stepping back, her movements jerky and uncoordinated due to the fungal infection. She continues to look you up and down, as if assessing whether or not you pose a threat. Her croaking sounds become more frequent as she processes this new information.

Without warning, she reaches out once again, this time cupping your crotch with both hands before giving it a squeeze.

As you feel the clicker's strong hands gripping your crotch, you can't help but let out a moan of pleasure despite yourself. Her croaking sounds seem to intensify in response, and she begins to thrust her hips forward slightly, grinding against your hand in an almost primal display of need.

Her face contorts into a mixture of pain and desire as she continues to struggle with the dual impulses of hunting for food and seeking release from this agonizing lust.

As you begin to breed the clicker, she lets out a series of high-pitched croaks that echo through the room. Her back arches and her body tenses with each thrust, the muscles beneath her fungus-covered skin standing out in relief. Her hands clutch at your shoulders as she tries to steady herself against the force of her own desires.

Her movements become more frantic, and she begins to click loudly as if trying to communicate something through the sound.

As you continue to breed the female clicker, she becomes increasingly vocal, her croaking sounds morphing into a strange, almost musical cacophony. Her eyes roll back in her head and she lets out a hoarse scream of pleasure as her body tenses and convulses beneath yours.

Her grip on your shoulders tightens painfully, but you power through the discomfort, driven by the primal urge to breed and assert dominance over this once-human creature.

The clicker gasps for air between labored breaths, her chest rising and falling rapidly beneath your lips. As you begin to breed her more gently, she relaxes slightly, moaning softly into your kiss. Her movements become less jerky and more fluid as she adjusts to the change in pace.

Her eyes flutter closed for a moment, her body trembling with the effort of containing the overwhelming desire that threatens to consume her completely.

As you breed the female clicker more gently, she seems to be enjoying herself even more. Her moans become louder and more frequent, and she clings to you tightly, nails digging into your skin in a desperate attempt at contact.

Her movements are still somewhat uncoordinated due to the fungal infection, but they become increasingly fluid as her body learns to accept this new sensation. She continues to click loudly, almost like a percussive accompaniment to their lovemaking.

As you empty your balls inside the female clicker, she lets out a long, throaty groan that echoes through the room. Her body goes limp in your arms for a moment before tensing again as the last of your cum shoots into her. She shudders violently and lets out another hoarse scream, her entire being focused on the release this union has provided.

Her movements become erratic once more, and she begins to click wildly, seemingly unable to contain the overwhelming pleasure coursing through her body.

As your orgasm subsides, the female clicker slowly regains control of herself. Her breathing returns to normal, although it still remains ragged and labored from the exertion. She looks up at you with tired eyes, a strange mixture of gratitude and confusion etched on her fungus-covered face.

Her croaking sounds gradually become more distant as she realizes that the need for release has passed... for now.