I was in a weird state of mind when writing chapter 3. I hope you enjoy. Again, this is all off of the top of my head and there is no true planned plot or heavy editing. Thank you. Enjoy :]
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Victoria woke up in her bed the following morning. Momentarily unaware of where she was, or how she got there, until she finally came to her senses. She was still naked from last night, her body, mainly her breasts, were covered in dried cum, bruises, and bite marks. She had never been more turned on in her entire life, though. Most people would have been grossed out by the idea. Dozens of decaying corpses with their half-rotted skin and cold, slightly sour cum and swollen undead dicks, but not Victoria. She appreciated the kindness they have shown to her, their genuine, undying interest in her and her life, and that, she was eternally grateful for, and that only made her like them even more.
After she cleaned up and showered, she did her best to hide the bruises and bite marks. Being single for so long would certainly raise suspicion when she all of a sudden is covered in love marks. Thank God for make-up!
Classes were as boring as usual; however, she had noticed a guy to the right of her kept glancing over at her. A few months ago, she would have enjoyed the rare attention, but she was almost grossed out, now. How could anybody be as genuine and caring as her new friends? It didn't seem likely, especially with horny high school boys. After class, she was at her locker exchanging books when he approached.
"H-hey, do you happen to have the notes from the last month of class?" he said nervously, "I've been out sick, and everybody tells me that you're pretty smart".
"Poor kid, he must have been anticipating how to approach for such a menial task." she thought to herself
"Of course" Victoria said with a smile before digging in my not so organized locker for the notes."
"Thank you!" He said, "I will return them as soon as I can".
And before she could say thank you, he nervously rushed off, and that was that.
After school, Victoria made her habitual walk down to the graveyard. Although, she felt slightly awkward given last night's encounter. She didn't know how to act after things had escalated so quickly. She didn't dislike it, and certainly didn't mind if it happened again, it was just awkward, you know?
However, things quickly turned back to normal as she passed through the gates and felt that familiar gaze upon her, watching her, admiring her. She hated to feel cocky, all of a sudden, but she had to admit that it made her feel good that they so loved her and her body. She loved the burning gaze upon her smooth skin, her ass, her breasts. She felt wanted. Yeah, they technically used her as a toy last night, but isn't that normal after a relationship is formed? Still, she had no doubts that they loved her in return. The first thing they ever ask when she returns to the graveyard is "How was your day". Even her friends and family don't ask something so simple, yet so meaningful.
She wandered around the graveyard until dusk, which is usually when most of them come out. There aren't usually any people visiting the graveyard at night, especially, with all of the local urban legends, which ironically, spurred from most of the ACTUAL zombies that live here. So she was safe to talk and do whatever with them once night actually started to fall.
Victoria was walking when hands suddenly burst from the ground and grabbed her ankles followed by a mindless groaning sound.
"Kidding" he said, as he crawled from the ground.
You know, it always amazed me that they can sprout from the ground, yet there is no trace of their exit in the soil. I guess that's black magic for you.
"You scared me!" she yelled, teasingly.
"Sorry!" He said, "But you didn't seem quite nearly as scared last night."
My face turned beat red.
"That's different!" she replied.
Their ploy was definitely working, as Victoria began to get hot. However, she just let it happen. Plus, she had ulterior motives of her own.
They all began to come from the ground for their nightly congregation around the large tombstone at the center. Probably the grave of some rich tycoon that originated from this town.
She told them about her day, leaving out being potentially hit on by that boy in class. That was for something later.
As usual, they had their ancient wisdom and advice to add to the matter. Saying that she has been improving, and that they are glad that she has been doing better. She thought less about the meaning of life, and more about finding meaning in life.
As the conversation ended, Victoria decided it was time to tell them what she had so conveniently forgotten, and she was feeling rather flirty.
"You know, there is one thing I forgot." She said, slyly.
