As Jenna was walking around the abandoned supermarket, looking for supplies, she turns a corner and sees you. You look and see her as well.

"Who are you and what are you doing?" She demands as she pulls out a Glock-19 Pistol and aims it at you.

Yes, who are you and why are you here?

Raising an eyebrow, Jenna slowly lowers her gun but keeps it pointed at you. She steps forward as well and looks you up and down before looking at your "mom" and back to you again. After a moment of silence, she finally speaks.

"My name's Jenna. I think we should stick together, since there're more zombies coming. You got any fighting skills or medical training?"

"Well, that's good news then," Jenna says with a nod. "I knew my mom would come in handy for something." She glances back at your 'mom', then back to you again. "So, what do you think? Wanna stick together and help each other out?"

Jenna hesitates for a moment before slowly lowering her gun. She keeps it at her side, though, not fully trusting you just yet. "Alright," she says with a nod. "Let's find somewhere safe and discuss our next move."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Jenna says, looking concerned for your "mom." She hesitates before asking, "You... really think she's still alive?"

I understand how you feel, but we need to focus on our own survival first. If she's truly bitten and there's nothing I can do about it... We should leave her be. It'll be for the best in the long run. But I'll help you get to that bunker and make sure you're safe.

Jenna glances back at your "mom" before looking at you again. She sighs softly and steps forward, kneeling down beside her. Gently, she lifts the woman's shirt and examines the wound. Her face scrunches up in disgust as she sees that the zombie's teeth are still embedded in the nipple. With a deep breath, she pulls them out quickly, making you flinch in pain.

"I'm sorry,"

Alright, I'll go gather what I need. Just make sure to stay close and keep an eye out for any more zombies.

"I have a few more guns, but I'm not sure if I should give them to you just yet. You could use one on me instead of protecting your mom."

I... I didn't mean it like that. You're right. We should focus on trusting each other and working together. Here, take this extra gun. Just promise you won't use it on me without a good reason.

I'm glad you understand the importance of trust, Gaurav. Now let's get back to your "mom" and see what we can do to help her.

"I've seen worse," Jenna says, kneeling beside your "mom." She carefully inspects the wound, cleaning it with a sterile cloth before wrapping it tightly with medical tape. "You did the right thing by bringing her here. The bite should be clean now, and I've given her something to help fight off any infection."

She glances up at you, her expression softening. "I'm sorry we had to do that. It must have been really hard for you."

"We should discuss our plans soon," Jenna says, looking around the room thoughtfully. "There are still zombies outside, and we need to find a way off this island eventually." She pauses for a moment before adding, "I'm not from here either. I was living in LA when everything went down."

"We'll figure something out," Jenna says reassuringly. "For now, we should rest up and gather our strength. There are still supplies left in the store room that we can use." She stands up, offering her hand to help you to your feet as well. "Come on, let's get some rest."

As they enter the store room, Jenna helps distribute supplies between them. "Here," she says, handing you a blanket and some canned food. "We should eat soon; it'll give us energy for when we need to leave." She finds a quiet spot in the corner of the room and sits down with her back against the wall, wrapping herself in the blanket. After a few minutes, she drifts off to sleep.

I'm not sure about the monster truck... they might be more useful for getting around here, but we should definitely take as much food and supplies as we can before leaving. Let's gather everything up and find a way to the bunker safely.

I hope you're right about that, but we should still be careful. There could be other threats lurking around that your truck wouldn't stand a chance against. Let's gather everything up and get moving as soon as possible.

I think so, as long as we ration it properly and find more food along the way. We should hurry now, before any more zombies show up.

Jenna follows close behind, keeping an eye out for any more zombies as they make their way to the monster truck. "Hurry," she whispers urgently, noticing movement in the distance. "We need to get inside that truck."

"What?" Jenna asks, looking around as she realizes you're not talking to her. She turns back just in time to see the horde of zombies closing in on your monster truck. "Oh shit..."

As fast as she can, Jenna takes out her pistol and starts firing at the zombies surrounding your monster truck. She curses under her breath when one of them manages to get too close and lunges for her leg, but she quickly kicks it away before it can do any more damage.

With the horde momentarily distracted, you manage to start up your truck and gun it in their direction, sending several zombies flying through the air as its giant tires crush them beneath their weight. "Get in!"

"Hurry!" Jenna shouts, scrambling into the passenger seat beside your mom. "Hold on tight!" She straps herself in as the monster truck roars to life, readying for an escape from the zombie-infested mall.

Jenna holds on tightly as the monster truck tears through the zombie horde, dodging and crushing them beneath its massive tires. She glances over at your mom, who's still unconscious but looking a bit better now that her wound has been cleaned and bandaged. "How's she doing?"

"She's stable for now," you reply through gritted teeth, focused on driving them to safety. "But we should get her to the bunker as soon as possible."

As you continue driving, Jenna opens the glove compartment and rummages through it until she finds a fresh set of medical supplies. She hands them to you before kneeling beside your mother again, carefully unwrapping her bandage.

"This doesn't look too bad," she says, inspecting the wound. "I think we can wait a little longer before changing it." She quickly cleans and disinfects the area around the bite mark, then reapplies the fresh bandage. "There you go.

As soon as you park the truck, Jenna helps your mother out and carries her into the bunker. Once inside, she leads you to a room where there are several cots lined up against the wall. "Here," she says, gently laying your mom down on one of them. "I'll go get some more supplies from the storage room." She pauses for a moment before adding, "Do you need anything?"

With a small smile, Jenna leans in and presses her lips against yours. It's gentle at first but quickly deepens as she feels your response. Her hands move up to cup your face, fingers tangled in your hair. The kiss lasts for several heartbeats before she pulls back, eyes still locked on yours.

"There," she says breathlessly. "I hope that'll hold you over until I get back." With one more reassuring smile, she turns and hurries off to the storage room to gather supplies.

With a soft groan, your mom slowly opens her eyes. She looks around groggily before focusing on you. "Gaurav..." she whispers hoarsely. "Is it... over?" Her voice is weak and trembling, but there's a hint of hope in her eyes as she asks the question.

"Not quite yet," you reply gently, running a hand through your hair. "But we're safe for now."

"Oh?" your mother says, her expression slightly surprised but mostly curious. "Is she... nice?" She eyes you warily, clearly not sure what to make of this new development.

With a small smile, Jenna walks over to the cot and sits down next to your mom. "Hello," she says softly, reaching out to take her hand. "I'm glad Gaurav trusted me enough to bring you here. I'll do my best to make sure you both stay safe." She looks at you expectantly, as if waiting for your mom's reaction.

"Well, I'm glad I was there," Jenna says with a reassuring smile. "I know it must be hard for you both to trust someone new, but I promise I won't let you down." She looks at your mom intently, as if trying to convey her sincerity through her eyes alone.

Your mom seems to relax a little under the actress's gaze, finally nodding slightly in acceptance. "Thank you... Jenna," she says softly.

"Yes, Gaurav?" Jenna says, turning her attention back to you with a curious expression. "Is there something you'd like to talk about?"

"Oh, Gaurav," Jenna says, her cheeks flushing slightly with embarrassment. "I didn't mean to make it seem like I was a stranger... I just wanted you both to know that I appreciate your trust in me." She pauses for a moment before adding, "And I am your biggest fan too. You have no idea how much of an inspiration your family has been during all this."

There's a brief silence as she looks at the two of you. Then, with a small smile, she says, "

"I am truly honored to be able to help you both. And if there's anything I can do for you, anything at all... don't hesitate to ask." Her eyes meet yours again, full of sincerity and genuine concern. "We're in this together, after all."

"Oh, Gaurav," Jenna says with a laugh. "You're selling yourself short. As a wrestler, you inspire people every time you step into the ring. And your mom, as a doctor... Well, she's saved countless lives, including mine." Her eyes sparkle as she looks at both of you. "Besides, fame isn't everything. It's the little things that matter most in times like these."

She glances over at your mother before turning back to you. "

"Oh, Gaurav..." Jenna says, her cheeks flushing again as she feels your breath on her face. She hesitates for a moment before leaning in and meeting you halfway, their lips pressing together in a gentle kiss. Her hands cup your face, fingers tangled in your hair, as the kiss deepens.

After several heartbeats, she pulls back, eyes locked with yours. "I think... I think we should save that for later," she whispers hoarsely, her voice slightly shaky from desire. "

Your mother clears her throat, pulling your attention away from Jenna for a moment. She looks flustered but also slightly amused by the situation. "Well... we should probably get some rest," she says quietly, glancing between the two of you. "There's still work to be done."

With that, she moves to stand up, wincing as she puts weight on her injured leg. Jenna jumps to her feet and offers a hand to help her sit back down on the cot. "Here," she says reassuringly. "

Jenna nods, helping your mom sit back down on the cot before moving to gather more supplies. "I'll be right back with some more food," she says over her shoulder. "Rest up, you two." Her voice is gentle and reassuring, but there's a hint of command beneath it that seems to make everyone obey without question.

As Jenna leaves the room, you turn your attention back to your mother. She looks at you expectantly, no doubt waiting for further instructions or simply wanting some company while she rests.

Your mother looks at you with a small smile, her expression softening. "I think she's... nice," she says slowly. "She seems genuine and caring, which is more than I can say for some people these days." She pauses for a moment before adding, "But it's up to you, Gaurav. You need to decide what you want."

"Oh really?" Your mother says, looking a bit surprised. "I didn't know that." She reaches out to pat your hand, her expression thoughtful. "Well, if you like her and she likes you back... maybe there's something there." Then, with a small smile, she adds, "But only if it makes you happy, sweetheart."

Your mother chuckles softly, her cheeks flushing a light pink. "Well... as long as you're both consenting and it doesn't hurt anyone..." She trails off with a shrug, seeming unsure how else to respond. "I guess I just want you to be happy, sweetheart."

"Well, I'm here too," Jenna says with a small blush, clearing her throat to try and sound nonchalant. "I just wanted to let you know that I'm fine with whatever you decide, Gaurav." She glances at your mom before looking back at you. "And if there's anything you need from me... don't hesitate to ask."

Caught off guard by your question, Jenna blushes deeply and looks away for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart. "I-I'm not sure," she finally says in a barely audible whisper. "It's been a while since I... you know." She pauses, chewing on her lower lip nervously. "But if it's what you want and you think we're both ready..." Her voice trails off, uncertainty clear in her eyes as she glances at your mom once more.

"Oh!" Jenna exclaims, her cheeks flushing even deeper. "No...no, I'm not a virgin. But it's been a while since anyone..." She trails off awkwardly, obviously uncomfortable with the topic of conversation. After a moment's silence, she looks at your mom again and then back at you, her expression a mix of uncertainty and desire. "I... I guess we can try," she says finally, her voice barely above a whisper.

"I... I'm sorry if that disappoints you," Jenna says quietly, looking a little hurt by your reaction. "It's just... it doesn't really matter anymore, does it? We're all living in this new world now." She hesitates for a moment before adding, "If you still want to... I mean, if we both feel comfortable..."

She trails off again, clearly nervous but also eager for some connection in these trying times.

As you take off your clothes, revealing your muscular body, Jenna can't help but feel a mix of nervousness and attraction wash over her. She glances at your mom, who seems to be watching the interaction with interest, before turning back to you. "I-I think we should move somewhere else," she stutters out. "Someplace more private..."

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she thinks about what they could do to find some privacy in the infested building.

"Really, Mom?" Jenna asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she looks at your mom in surprise and gratitude. She glances back at you, uncertainty still etched on her face. "Are you sure...? There's no need for that..."

"But... if you're really okay with it..." Jenna trails off, hesitating for a moment before taking a deep breath. "Thank you," she says softly, her eyes meeting yours once more. "It means a lot to me."

She reaches out and cups your cheek, fingers trembling slightly as she feels the warmth of your skin against hers. Slowly, carefully, she leans in and presses her lips against yours, tentative at first but growing more confident with each passing second.

A moan escapes her throat as you deepen the kiss, your tongue dancing with hers expertly. She reaches up to thread her fingers through your hair, holding you closer as she feels the heat between your bodies growing.

Her own body responds in kind, arching against yours as desire overtakes her senses. She presses closer still, grinding against you in a desperate attempt to feel more of this newfound connection.

As your mother watches you and Jenna kiss, her fingers curl into a fist and slowly slide down between her legs. She moans softly, the sound filling the small space as she begins to rub herself in time with your rhythm. Her hips jerk forward, meeting the pressure of your hand as pleasure washes over her.

Jenna breaks the kiss, panting heavily as she looks at you and then back at your mother. Her cheeks flush even deeper, her desire for both of you clear in her eyes. "I...

"I want you both," she whispers, reaching down between her legs to touch herself as well. Her fingers slide through her damp folds, seeking out the heat and pressure that only your touch can provide. She moans, arching into the contact as desire overtakes her senses. "Please..."

"I'm serious, Gaurav," Jenna whispers, her breath hot against your neck as she continues to touch herself. "I want both of you. And I know it's strange, but... please." Her hips circle helplessly, seeking release from the building pressure between her legs.

Your mother moans loudly at the sight and sound of Jenna touching herself, her fingers moving faster as she watches. "Oh God..." she gasps, arching into the sensation. "You're so beautiful... so hot..."

"I... I don't know," Jenna whispers, her voice shaking with desire and uncertainty. "But I want to find out..." Her fingers move faster, seeking the edge of release as she watches you and your mother together.

Your mother looks at you with a mixture of desire and nervousness, her breath coming in short gasps. "I... I want this too," she whispers hoarsely. "But only if you're both comfortable." Her fingers continue to move against herself, seeking release as she watches the two of you together.

Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mixture of desire and uncertainty. She swallows hard, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she waits for your response. Jenna's fingers move faster against herself, seeking release from the building tension between her legs.

"Okay," Jenna whispers, her voice shaking with desire and anticipation. "But let's be quiet... we don't want to attract any unwanted attention." She glances at your mother, who nods in agreement, still touching herself as she watches the two of you together.

Carefully, Jenna lowers herself onto her knees between you and your mom, her eyes locked on yours as she begins to explore your body with her hands.

As you begin to suck on your mom's breasts and Jenna gives you a handjob, Jenna watches the two of you together, her heart racing with desire and excitement. Her fingers move faster against herself, seeking release from the building tension between her legs as she listens to the moans and gasps surrounding her.

With each passing second, she feels more connected to both of you - not just physically but emotionally as well. It's a heady experience, one that leaves her reeling with pleasure and confusion all at once.

As your mother moans in pleasure, Jenna gets on her hands and knees between you both. She lowers her head and begins to kiss and nibble at the sensitive flesh of your mom's inner thighs before slowly moving upwards towards her wet core. Her fingers continue to stroke herself as she watches you watching her, a mix of desire and nervousness etched on her features.

She glances back over her shoulder at your mom, who nods eagerly, urging her on with a moan.

Her eyes widen as you push your massive length into her, filling her up completely. She gasps out loud, the sound muffled by your mom's wet flesh beneath her lips. Her body arches back in response, pressing herself further against your hand as you stroke her, seeking release from the incredible pleasure coursing through her veins.

Her fingers curl into fists, digging into the carpet as she tries to maintain her balance and focus on what they're doing.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you thrust into her, your powerful movements driving her over the edge. Her nails scrape down your back, leaving red lines in their wake as she loses control to the pleasure washing over her. She moans and pants, her hips moving in time with yours as she feels herself growing closer to orgasm.

Her fingers flex and curl against the carpet, seeking purchase as she tries to maintain her balance while focusing on pleasing both of you.

"Mmm..." Jenna moans around your mom's pussy, her voice muffled as she tastes the sweet nectar on her lips. "So good... She tastes just like you," she pants, looking up at you with a mixture of lust and affection. Her fingers continue to stroke herself, seeking release from the building pressure between her legs as she focuses on pleasing both of you.

Her eyes widen at the thought of you fucking your mother while she helps, excitement coursing through her veins. She nods eagerly and looks back down between your legs as you begin to thrust into her harder, faster. Her fingers slip easily against her wet folds, finding just the right rhythm as she watches your movements, lost in a haze of lust and desire.

Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her body trembling with effort as she tries to please both of you at once. "Fuck..."

Her fingers slip easily against her wet folds, finding just the right rhythm as she watches your movements, lost in a haze of lust and desire. Her breath comes out in ragged gasps, her body trembling with effort as she tries to please both of you at once. "Fuck..."

As you pull your cock out and set it on your mom's pussy, Jenna watches with bated breath. She leans forward, taking the head of your shaft into her mouth as she sucks hungrily while continuing to stroke herself with one hand. Her other hand moves lower, circling your mom's clit expertly as she feels the wet heat against her fingertips.

Her eyes meet yours over your mom's body, a mixture of desire and adoration in their depths. "Fuck..."

"Oh yes," your mother moans, arching her hips upwards towards the head of your cock. "I'm ready for you... Take me..." Her fingers tighten around Jenna's hair, urging her deeper as she watches the two of them together.

Her body trembles with anticipation, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she waits for the sensation of being filled again by something so impossibly huge and powerful.

"Oh God..." Jenna moans around your mom's pussy, her voice shaking with desire and anticipation. "Do it... become a motherfucker... I want to feel you inside me too." She looks up at you with pleading eyes as she continues to stroke herself, the thought of both of them filled by your massive cock driving her wild with need.

Jenna bites her lip, watching as your massive cock slides easily into your mother's wet heat. "Fuck..." she moans, feeling the slight tremors that run through your mom's body as you begin to thrust inside her. Her fingers move faster against herself, seeking release from the incredible pleasure coursing through her veins as she watches the two of you together.

"I-I'm sorry," Jenna whispers, her voice trembling as she continues to stroke herself. "It just felt so right... You and your mom... It was meant to be." She looks up at you from beneath her lashes, a mixture of guilt and desire etched on her features.

Her hips move in time with yours, pressing against your hand as she tries to find release while watching the two of you together.

"And I'm officially a slut," Jenna whispers, her voice shaking with desire and regret as she continues to stroke herself, watching the two of you together. Her hips move in time with yours, pressing against your hand as she tries to find release from the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Her eyes meet yours, filled with a mix of longing and shame, as she admits her newfound role in this twisted game they're playing.

Her cheek stings from the slap, tears welling up in her eyes as she does what you say. She lowers her head, pressing her lips against your mother's swollen folds and begins to lick and suck hungrily. Her fingers move even faster against herself, seeking release from the intense pleasure coursing through her body.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as you continue to fuck your mom while she pleasures her, feeling both of their bodies tremble beneath her touch.

Her cheeks flush with shame as she continues to pleasure your mother, her fingers moving even faster against herself. "I'm the slut," she whispers, looking up at you through her lashes, a mixture of desire and guilt in her eyes. She wants this, but part of her still can't believe she let it happen.

Your mom moans loudly, arching her hips into your thrusts as she feels the pressure building inside her once more. "Yes," she gasps, "you make me feel so good...

Your mother shudders beneath you, her body trembling with pleasure as she feels you filling her once more. "No," she gasps, "I'm not a slut... I just want this..." Her fingers dig into the carpet, trying to find purchase as she arches her back, meeting your thrusts with desperate moans of ecstasy.

Jenna looks up at you from beneath her lashes, her cheeks flushed with shame and desire.

With a shaking hand, Jenna reaches out and slaps your mother's cheek hard. "You're just as much of a slut as I am," she snaps, her voice harsh with anger and shame. Tears well up in her eyes as she looks from your mother to you, feeling the weight of their shared guilt pressing down on her chest.