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A Cold Death (Halloween Havoc no. 20)

by Sigma

(Author’s Note: Your favorite fantasy fuck-ups are back)

I

Marie’s legs burned. Her lungs burned. But the moans in the dark told her she needed to keep running.

“I should’ve been a doctor like papa wanted!” She cried, running deeper into the tunnel the stretched ahead of her. The frozen ground was littered with bones. Her breath was visible on the frigid air. She tripped and fell and screamed when she came face to face with a mummified corpse, half-buried in snow.

Marie quickly pushed herself up, but the minute she rose she found herself standing in the presence of a woman, tall and pale like snow, with dark hair and armor as black as night. She had a necklace with a small skull hanging around her neck.

“You put up a good fight, little one,” the armored woman said, smiling. “But the rest of your expedition is dead. It’s time you join them.”

Marie quivered and backed away. She turned to run but stopped when she saw her escape was cut off. “No…”

In front of her, a horde of zombified corpses shambled onward, jaws slack and arms outstretched. They were all dressed for the cold, with the people in front being newly deceased members of the expedition Marie had been traveling with for the past three weeks.

“Embrace death, girl,” the armored woman said.

Marie quickly went into her pack and took out a vial of liquid.

“Wait, what is that?!” the armored woman demanded and stomped forward. Before she could grab it, Marie drank in one gulp. Marie then fell to her knees, closed her eyes, and lowered her head as the horde of undead fell upon her.

II

“I hate the cold!” Gurka loudly proclaimed. “What the fuck are we doing here?”

“Again,” Minerva said with a sigh as she pulled her heavy cloak around her to fight off the biting windchill. “Marie left instructions to come find her and her expedition if there was no word from them in over a week. It’s been a week since they sent an update.”

Ava walked up next to Minerva where she stood on a snowy ridge that overlooked a quiet, snow-covered valley with an impressive mountain range in the distance. “Why didn’t she just have us come with her?”

“Because,” Xera said, rubbing warmth into her gloved hands. “Gurka threatened the organizers with violence.”

“One of those eggheads called me a specimen, Amazon! I am no specimen!” Gurka protested.

“He was probably wondering if there was a brain in that thick skull…” Ava uttered.

“What was that, blondie?!”

“Nothing!”

Xera was knelt in the snow next to Minerva. The Amazon warrior then stood to her impressive height. “Come,” she said. “I think I have tracks. They’re old, but they should be a party of people.” She then ran down the ridge with the others behind her.

***

The tracks in the snow led them into the valley, through open expanses of land and through evergreen forests. On the other side of the forest, the four companions saw stone buildings, silent and covered in frost, built into the hillsides. They proceeded quietly, with Xera following tracks in the snow that had been connected to those she followed. Before long, they heard crunching, grunting, and what sounded like chewing. Xera held up a fist for the group to stop and then drew her sword once they reached a small hill. Gurka and Ava drew they weapons and the women all climbed the small hill.

They peeked over the edge and saw a massive figure with white fur hunched over, eating something. The thing then perked up, sniffing at the air, and turned in their direction. It locked on to them so fast they didn’t have time to duck to cover.

The beast, bulky, and easily 8 feet tall, stood up and let out a roar that seemed to shake the mountains.

“A yeti?!” Ava squealed. “I didn’t think they were real!”

Gurka grinned. “I’m gonna kill the fucker and take its pelt!”

“Gurka, no!” Xera reached out to grab her, but the orc was already on her feet. Her muscular green thighs carried her over the hill as she raised her axe and charged to meet the snow beast in challenge.

The yeti stood at its full height and let out a thunderous roar before running toward Gurka, using is massive arms to propel itself forward. 

Gurka charged down the slope, axe gripped tight. She raised the mighty weapon over head, but her footing slipped on the icy ground. “FUCK!” the orc cursed as she felt her legs give out under her. Her weapon flew from her hands and they both slid down the hill. Gurka went end over end before hitting her head on a rock at the bottom and laying still.

Minerva gasped in covered her mouth while Xera sighed and facepalmed. Ava burst into laughter that she had to contain, lest the yeti heard her.

The yeti slid to a stop and eyed the orc curiously.

Gurka groaned and stirred, holding her head. “Bastard…” she uttered, looking up at the yeti.

The yeti cocked its head to the side and then slammed a fist down on Gurka, knocking her out cold. It then prodded her with its oversized fist. When she didn’t move, the beast grunted in satisfaction before grabbing her arm and dragging her across the ice.

“Where’s it taking her?” Minerva asked.

“To its den, most likely,” Xera sighed, standing up. “Dammit. Let’s go,” she said to the others. “If Marie dies because we were busy rescuing Gurka…”

Minerva growled and stood up.

“So let the yeti eat her,” Ava said. “We won’t have to put up with her whining anymore.”

“Get up, Ava,” Xera kicked her.

Ava grumbled and stood up, wiping the snow off of her skirt. The three of them then carefully made their way down the hill, but kept their distance from the yeti. They happened upon the carcass the beast was eating and Minerva gagged and looked away while Ava and Xera examined it.

“Hey…” Ava said. “Isn’t this…”

“The expedition leader…” Xera confirmed, turning the dead man’s head from side to side.

“But his skin is all rotted…” Ava said. “The yeti didn’t do that, did it?”

“No,” Xera answered. “This stinks of corrupted magic. Let’s go.”

Xera started to walk off when Ava grabbed her arm.

“Wait.”

“What’s wrong?” Xera looked at her.

“I need to say a blessing for him. As a member of the Holy Order of the White Rose, I have to make sure the gods know to shield him in the afterlife. Lower your head.”

“Ava, we don’t have time…”

“Lower your head!” Ava raised her voice.

Xera growled but complied.

As they did that, Minerva looked off to the side and walked away. She found and retrieved Gurka’s axe, hefting the heavy weapon up before walking back to rejoin the others.

“Oh, gods and goddesses of light, justice, wisdom, and courage. I, your humble servant, Soldier of the White Rose, humbly ask that you usher this soul to paradise. Bestow your blessings upon your servant so she may cleanse the blight that corrupted this man’s soul...” Ava started.

“That monster might be chewing on Gurka’s skull right now…” Xera said, then grunted when Ava jabbed her sharply in the ribs with her elbow.

“If heresy is the only thing that’s going to come out of your mouth, then just keep quiet,” Ava chastised before continuing.

Minerva kept quiet, resting the head of the axe on the ground, as her muscles were already starting to fatigue.

***

“Ow…” Gurka groaned, sitting up and holding her thumping head. Her vision was blurred, but she could see well enough to realize she was in a cave. Bones of both men and animals littered the ground, and the orc looked around. “What…” She then felt a shadow looming over here, heard a grunt, and a pungent stench hit her nose. She froze in place. “Ah...shit…” She inched for the knife in her belt and turned to see the yeti standing over her.

The beast took a swing and Gurka managed to slip away just in time. It charged at her, and the orc scrambled to her feet, slipping on the slick ground as she tried to flee for the cave entrance. She felt a big, furry body slam into her and check her into the wall. She grunted and fell down down her back and the yeti pinned her down, its weight and immense strength too much even for her.

“Get off you me, you dumb animal!” she roared as the yeti pinned her arms down. There was a sinister, cunning intelligence in its beady eyes, and it bared its sharp teeth as it grunted and panted. Gurka then looked down and saw its massive cock swell and stiffen, and her eyes went wide. “No! NO! Stop it!”

The yeti ripped off the furs the orc wore to keep warm and then took off the leather panties and bra she wore, exposing her curvy, muscular green body to the cold air. Her nipples stood erect as she lay vulnerable and exposed underneath the beast. She turned her head to the side, trying to power out of the monster’s grip, but the yeti penetrated her, its member threatening to split her in half. She cried out and cursed, and the beast began thrusting.

Its grip was strong, its thrusting forceful, and Gurka grunted and groaned as the beast penetrated her. A chill ran through her vulnerable body with her naked back on the frozen ground and the yeti plunged deep.

Gurka strained her muscles, trying to get free, and looked at the beast with a mix of rage and humiliation in her eyes. “I swear I’m gonna make a cloak out of you!” she howled. The monster seemed to understand her threatening tone and pushed deeper and harder. He gripped her wrists tighter, her giant green tits bounced, and the orc bit her lip, trying to mentally deny the fact that she was enjoying being plowed by a wild beast. Despite her anger, she could feel pleasure welling up. Her heart raced, her pussy, stretched by the thing’s cock, soaked, and the orc grunted and breathed and cursed the gods as the yeti never once slowed his pace. After a few more minutes of thrusting, Gurka’s legs stiffened and she felt herself cum all over the yeti’s cock.

The beast pulled out, its cock still rock-hard and dripping with pre cum. Gurka’s owned juices spilled out of her throbbing pussy and pooled under her muscular thighs as she watched the beast in confusion. The yeti jerked itself off, staring the orc in the eye as he did.

Gurka glanced back, seeing the cave entrance ahead and then turned back to the yeti as it continued pleasuring itself. Gurka got up and began running for the cave entrance. Within moments, the yeti got up and was on her. Gurka cried out as the beast grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back like a doll with its immense strength.

“No! Gods damn you!” Gurka swore as the she tried pulling free. Her yell then filled the cave as the yeti penetrated her meaty ass. It lifted her up with its large hands on her wide hips and bounced her up and down on its cock, handling her like she weighed nothing. Gurka could only grunt and claw at the yeti’s thick hide. Her tits bounced and her pussy continued dripping, and Gurka cried out, swinging a fist back and hitting the yeti in the face. The beast snorted and grabbed her arm and continued fucking her and Gurka gritted her teeth as she felt its hot breath on her back. She could feel another orgasm building already and she threw her head back, letting the sensation wash over her as the yeti had its way with her.

It took a few more powerful thrusts, making sure to go as deep as it could, and Gurka cried out as she came again. Her cum spilled in great drops on the ice, and the yeti unceremoniously dropped her in her own juices. Gurka lay there, her naked, muscular, ravaged body shuddering as her pussy continued pumping juices. The yeti then roared a powerful bellow the shook the cave and leapt over the conquered orc, running for the entrance.

Gurka could year yelling as she lay there, twitching. She felt a sudden burst of heat fill the air. Steel rung and ripped into muscle and flesh. There was a loud, pained, guttural yell and then a mighty thud.

After a few moments, Gurka looked up and saw the yeti laying on the ground, its eyes rolled back in its head. Her own axe was buried in the beast’s broad, muscular chest and Xera stood there, holding it. The monster’s fur was singed and Minerva stood with a flame on her hand. Ava stood next to her with her shield raised and blood dripping from her sword.

Gurka took a few labored breaths. “Where the fuck have you idiots been?”

“Ava had to stop and pray,” Xera said, ripping the axe free. She walked over and dropped the weapon in front of Gurka and it landed with a heavy crash. “Get dressed. We’re supposed to be looking for Marie.”

Gurka rested her head on the ground. “That little fool better be grateful when we find her…” Gurka groaned.

***

Over the next few hours, Xera picked up a trail of a small party of humans traveling deeper into the valley, toward the mountains. The companions came before the ruined stone structures, ancient buildings carved into the very mountainside. A seemingly unnatural cold, much worse than the area’s windchill, washed over them as night began to settle over the mountains. It was dead silent, not even the wind seemed to dare pass through the area.

“No, I don’t like this at all…” Ava said.

“I’m sure these tracks belong to Marie’s expedition,” Xera said. “They’re in there. And we need to shelter for the night.” She then walked ahead with Minerva following.

“What are you worried about, princess?” Gurka asked mockingly. “Afraid of the dark?”

“Sounds like that yeti fucked what little sense you had left right out.”

Gurka grumbled as Ava pushed past her and into the ruins.

Minerva took the lead and created a ball of light to guide them. Inside, partially collapsed buildings lay frozen, half-covered in snow drifts and Xera continued following the trail with Minerva right next to her. The party reached a clearing and found what was left of a campsite, cold-weather tents set up around a fire pit, with various bags and boxes scattered about. The objects had only been there a matter of weeks by the looks of things, and were more or less intact.

Minerva went to a bag and pulled out a journal. She began going through the pages while the others took up defensive positions. She then closed the book and shook her head.

“This is their camp,” she confirmed.

“Right,” Gurka said. “So where in the hells are they?”

Xera looked around. “This couldn’t have been bandits. Not much raiding to do here and the expedition’s things are still here…” She turned to Minerva. “Get a fire going. We need to rest and eat while we think on this.”

Minerva nodded and ignited the fire. After some hesitation, the women sat on the heavy blankets on the ground and set their weapons aside, though they continued eyeing the shadows.

“We ought to accept the possibility that we’ll be bringing back corpses,” Gurka said.

“Gurka!” Minerva chastised.

“No, she’s right…” Ava lamented. “If they died out here, we need to find them. I can administer rites at least.”

“I just want to know what happened…” Xera said.

They then fell to silence, quietly contemplating the situation. Ava went into her pack and took out bundles of dried meat that she gave everyone to eat. The four sat in grim silence, half focused on their meager meals and half focused on their surroundings, when they perked up at the sound of shuffling feet in the dark.

Gurka grabbed her axe and was first on her feet before the others followed. They all stood back to back and watched every direction, when Xera turned and gripped her sword. “There! Someone’s over there. Show yourself!” the Amazon demanded.

Small, pale hands emerged from the dark as Marie stepped out of hiding. She approached carefully, and when she stepped into the light of the fire, the companions recoiled at her appearance. Her skin was sallow and haggard, her dark hair stringy and withered. Her eyes were like foggy glass and she seemed to be covered in scratches and wounds.

“H...hi, everyone…” she said nervously. “You all look well.”

The four watched her in stunned silence as she carefully approached. Gurka then stepped forward. “What the fuck happened to you?!”

Ava held out her sword and blocked Gurka. “Don’t...she’s a zombie.”

Minerva gasped out loud and Xera looked at Ava like she was insane.

“Uhh...actually, I’m a ghoul,” Marie said. “I still have my intelligence. I still remember who I am, and I don’t want to eat anyone, so...not a zombie.”

Minerva was the first to approach her. “...How?”

“It was this horrible woman named Katerina...she’s a necromancer and she turned the others. She’s got a whole army of undead in these mountains.”

Xera thought for a moment. “That’s why the expedition leader looked like that…”

“You found Dr. Klaus?” Marie said. “I lured him away from the horde, but then they chased me and he wandered off. Where is he? I was going to try and help him.”

“In the stomach of a dead yeti,” Ava said.

“Oh…” Marie said. She then smiled. “Well, you all are alive and well, so there’s that.”

“How can you be in such a good mood, aren’t you dead?” Gurka asked.

“Technically,” Marie admitted. “But papa always said to keep a positive attitude.”

“This woman, Katerina,” Xera spoke. “She turned the expedition into zombies?”

“Uh huh,” Marie nodded. “A lot of other people too. She was exiled from a kingdom just over the mountains for, in her words ‘black magic rituals and perversions’. The other zombies are knights and mercenaries who tried to hunt her down. Now they’re all enslaved to her, sadly.” 

“But why aren’t you?” Ava asked. “Necromancy is very powerful magic.”

“Oh, because I drank a potion of my own making,” Marie smiled. “A bit of goblin blood to stave off the black magic, and some other stuff to make me forget I’m drinking blood. It’s pretty good!” She went into the pack on her back and tossed vials to the four. “You all should probably drink what I have left. No one in the expedition wanted to drink it and they said I was being paranoid. But we were at tavern in the last town before this valley and a traveling merchant told me all about Katerina and these ruins, so I knew I had to prepare.”

“So,” Minerva said, looking at the vial of liquid. “As long as this is in our system, we won’t become zombies if they bite us.”

“Oh they don’t bite,” Marie blurted out before stopping herself. “I mean, yes, that’s it.”

“...How do they turn you?” Gurka asked.

Marie looked away.

“Marie. Answer the question…” Xera said.

“They um…” Marie looked down. “They penetrate you. Over and over.”

“Fantastic!” Gurka groaned.

“So, the summarize,” Ava said. “The zombies will fuck you and infect you, and you’ll still rot, but you won’t be a slave to this woman’s dark magic?”

“Oh! No, you won’t rot either,” Marie corrected.

“Then how…” Ava motioned to Marie.

“Katerina threw me into a ravine when she realized I wasn’t enslaved.” Marie said. “Broke my neck…I still have the disease so it revived me.”

Ava walked up and put a hand on Marie’s head.

“Umm…” Marie blinked. “What’s happening?”

“I’m purifying you. You shouldn’t still be alive.”

“Wait,” Xera said. “Is this going to kill her, Ava?”

“She’s already dead!”

“Ava!”

“Yes! It will unbind her soul from her flesh and send her to the afterlife.”

Xera grabbed Ava’s arm and shoved her away.

“She’s an abomination!” Ava asserted. “It goes against my order to let something like that walk around freely.”

“That’s a bit harsh…” Marie pouted. “Besides, I’m about 85% certain I can reverse this at my lab.”

Ava started to say something until Xera held her hand up. “Gurka, if Ava goes on about her gods and prayers again, tie her up and gag her, please.”

“Gladly,” the orc said, glaring at Ava.

Ava huffed and folded her arms and Xera sighed. “Right, Marie, lead us to this Katerina.”

“Absolutely,” Marie said. The heroines all drank the liquid. Minerva, Ava, and Xera all gagged while Gurka licked her lips and looked at the vial.

“Not bad, Marie,” the orc said. She then looked at the other three. “Oh, grow a pair, you little girls! Come on!” she said before following Marie away from the camp.

The two of them didn’t get far before Marie stopped and Gurka nearly knocked her over when she ran into her.

“What the hell are doing?” Gurka asked before she realized Marie was looking up. “Oh…”

Xera, Ava, and Minerva caught up to them and looked up as well. All around them, on the upper levels of the caverns surrounding them, was a seemingly endless horde of zombies. They stood silently, glassy eyes glinting in the dark, their moans echoing off the stone walls. The heroines all drew their weapons and stood back to back, watching the horde.

“What do we do?” Minerva asked.

“We cut them down,” Gurka growled. She then yelled at them challenge, and the zombies moaned and shifted. Then, without warning, they began throwing themselves off the cliffs and ledges and in a massive tide. The bodies hit the ground, got up, and began running at the group, screeching with arms outstretched.

“Nope!” Ava said. “I’m running! Marie, which way?!”

“This way!” Marie said, taking off with Ava behind her. Before long, Xera and Minerva were right behind them.

“Cowards!” Gurka yelled at them as they vanished deeper into the caverns. The orc gripped her axe and stood defiantly, even as the horde got closer from three sides. Then she saw their rotted skin up close, and noticed they all had stiff cocks in their pants. Gurka growled, turned, and took off after the others.

“I. Fucking. Hate this place!” she exclaimed as she caught up to the others.

***

The five of them barely outpaced the horde. When Xera chanced looking back, she could see they were getting closer. One zombie leapt at her, and she swung her sword back, chopping its head clean off. The body was trampled by the others and the Amazon growled and kept going. Up ahead, the tunnel emptied into a wider space, they continued running, and once they were through the opening, the horde came to a stop. The group paused and turned to face them and Gurka pushed her way to the front.

“Too cowardly to keep chasing us?!” The orc bellowed.

Ava punched Gurka in her muscular arm. “Do you really think them suddenly stopping is a good thing?”

Gurka growled and shoved her and Ava pushed her back.

“What is this, I see?” a woman’s voice echoed in the massive chamber. The group turned around to see Katerina sitting atop a throne made of bones. She wore low cut black armor that exposed her pale cleavage and thighs, knee-high boots, and a black cloak across her shoulders. She looked at the women with icy blue eyes and thumbed something hanging from her neck between her breasts, a pendant made of a small animal skull. Minerva eyed the skull curiously and then looked at her.

“I assume you’re Katerina?” Minerva said.

“None other,” the Necromancer laughed. She then looked at Marie. “Ah, yes, the one I couldn’t tame. Nice of you to bring me warm bodies.”

“They’re here to deal with you for what you did to my expedition!” Marie said confidently.

Katerina looked at her nails with boredom. “You fools were all warned to stay away. You paid the price.” She then looked at them. “It’s a shame, you brought me these lovely women, but I’m assuming I can’t turn them just like I couldn’t turn you. That just means they’re no good to me.” She snapped her fingers and the ground on either side of her throne shifted. Identical tall, powerfully built zombies clawed their way out of the ground,wearing tattered and rusted armor and carrying well-worn swords. Stiff cocks hung between their legs and they set hungry eyes on the heroines before approaching them.

“My royal guard,” Katerina said. “They keep me warm on the cold nights.”

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Ava said, disgusted. “What you’re doing is sickening!”

Katerina looked at her closely. “Oh...you’re one of those White Rose knights. “I thought you were all sanctimonious old men who prattled on and on about the great powers that be. Death is the only real power,” she explained. She then thumbed the skull on her neck again. “I learned that as a little girl, when my beloved Misha died. She was only a kitten, alive for a few days. I did everything I could to bring her back, but she was a shadow of her former self by time I got the spells to work. Still, she showed me what was possible.”

Gurka’s eye twitched. “You’re doing all of this because of a fucking CAT?! I’m about to bash your skull in on general principle.”

“Don’t you dare talk about my Misha!” Katerina roared. As the two of them devolved into a shouting match, Minerva tugged on Xera and Ava’s sleeves.

“Hey, listen...Marie, you too,” Minerva said as they huddled. “So, here’s the thing about necromancy. The ability to use that kind of magic is always channeled through an object of power. Something of great significance to the caster, usually a symbol of loss.”

“The cat skull…” Marie said.

Minerva nodded. “We need to take it from her and destroy it.”

“Done,” Xera said.

“I have so much purifying to do,” Ava said.

“….And then I’m going to make a wine glass out of your skull, greenskin!” Katerina said to Gurka furiously before looking past her. “Hey! What are you four whispering about?! You know what, I’m bored. Kill them all,” she ordered her guards. She then snapped her fingers and the zombie horde began flooding the room too.

“Ah!” Minerva screamed. As the zombies advanced, she held out her staff and sent back a wave of energy the scattered the zombies, sending them flying in all directions. They slowly began getting up and approaching the heroines again. On the other side, Katerina’s royal guards approached.

“Damn!” Xera said. “Ava, help Minerva. Gurka! You and I are taking the guards!” She then grabbed Marie’s arm. “Stay hidden until you see an opening. I’m going to go after Katerina once we take the guards down. You grab her necklace and destroy it.”

Marie nodded and ran off as the heroines charged and chaos erupted.

Gurka and Xera went blow for blow with Katerina’s royal guards while Minerva used her magic to hold off the zombie horde and Ava used her sword and shield to put them down as they attacked.  Minerva funneled the zombies with a massive wall of flame and Ava hacked at them as they came through, but soon the living dead pushed through in massive numbers and Ava had trouble keeping up with the tide. She tried pushing them back, but an outstretched hand grabbed her sword arm. Then another reached out and grabbed her armor, pulling at it with unnatural strength.

“Hey! Stop that!” Ava screamed as her mail and part of her clothes underneath were ripped off, exposing her tits. She screamed and kept fighting, but the dead poured through and piled on her, cold, grasping hands grabbing at her exposed flesh as they pulled her to the ground.

“Ava!” Minerva cried out and rushed to help her. She tripped when something grabbed her ankle and turned to see a zombie, burned and missing its legs, crawling up her legs with a hungry, lustful look in its eyes and its tongue hanging from its mouth of rotted teeth. The sorceress panicked and kicked the zombie in the head, not paying attention to the others behind it shambling toward them until it was too late. Clammy hands grabbed Minerva’s robe and tore it free of her body. She then screamed as the dead overwhelmed her.

Gurka raised her axe overhead to block a blow from one of the royal guardsman and looked back to see what the scream was about. She saw Minerva briefly rise above a crowd of ravenous zombies, her petite tits exposed until reaching hands grabbed them and pulled her back down. Not far from her, some zombies held Ava down on the ground by her wrists while another had her bent over and was taking her from behind. “Dammit!” Gurka growled. She pushed the guardsman back and went to help them, only for the guardsman to grab her hair and yank her back. He threw her to the ground and tried to impale her on his sword, but she rolled to the side, swung her axe, and took off one of his legs at the knee. He fell and Gurka jumped up, howling in triumph.

Xera deflected a blow from her enemy just in time to see Gurka. The Amazon turned to see Katerina on her throne, watching with detached amusement. When her enemy attacked, Xera hit him hard with a punch and then kicked him in his rear toward the orc. “Gurka! You’re up!”

Gurka spun around at the mention of her name. “What? Shit!” The guardsman stumbled into her and they both fell to the ground. Gurka pushed him off of her, but the moment she did, the one-legged guardsman grabbed her leg and scrambled up her body, keeping her pinned. The other one recovered and the two of them piled on the orc, ripping her clothes off. She cursed and screamed as the one-legged zombie grabbed her muscular legs, parted them, and lifted them in the air. His cock stood tall and rock-hard, and he inserted himself in the orc and began fucking her. “Gods damn you and your ancestors, Amazon!” Gurka cursed Xera before the other guardsman lowered his stiff cock and stuffed it down the orc’s throat. She gagged as she began deep throating him, and both zombies took her body.

Xera didn’t bother looking back. With sword in hand, she charged at Katerina on her throne.

Katerina sat up straight before standing. She held out her hand, which became engulfed in sickly green flame that eventually solidified into a sword with a black blade. Her weapon clashed with Xera’s and the two came to blows. Even though Xera attacked with all of her ferocity, Katerina was both faster and stronger than she appeared, and the Amazon began to realize she was having trouble with the woman. A sinister look gleamed in Katerina’s icy eyes before she opened her mouth wide. Xera screamed as she saw tiny legs gripping the edges of the woman’s lips before a swarm of flies flew from her mouth and at her.

Xera backed away out of instinct as the flies attacked her, and then she grunted when she felt Katerina punched her hard in the face. The blow rattled the Amazon enough the she fell. When she tried to get up, she found her throat at the tip of Katerina’s blade.

“So sad,” Katerina said mockingly. “I can’t enslave you and your friends, so you’ll just have to serve as the harem for my army instead.”

Xera dared to glance back and saw Gurka being double penetrated by the royal guard. Minerva was on her knees, with one zombie cock down her throat and another in her hand. Ava was right next to Minerva, riding one zombie cock while old, withered hands grabbed her tits and face. The three heroines were being completely conquered by the dead and surrounded by more of them who patiently waited their turns to have their way with the warm, supple flesh of Xera’s companions.

“Now...you can watch, Amazon, or you can join them,” Katerina offered.

“You evil b-word!” Marie yelled.

“Wha...Ah!” Katerina screamed as Marie charged and tackled her to the ground. She caught the necromancer completely by surprise and made her drop her sword. With all the power she could muster, Marie wrestled the taller, stronger woman and held her wrists so she couldn’t fight back. “Let me go!” Katerina demanded and then cried out when Marie bit her on the exposed flesh of her chest.

“OWW! You fucking bit me?!” Katerina said, more outraged than in pain. She then saw Marie running away, clutching something in her withered hands. Katerina looked down at her chest and found bite marks where Misha’s skull should have been. “MISHA!” she cried out, jumping to her feet. She ran after Marie, but tripped and fell when Xera lunged forward and grabbed her legs. She pulled Katerina down and pushed her head into the ground.

“Do it, Marie!” Xera yelled.

Marie threw the cat skull on the ground and stomped on it with all she had, crushing it under her boot.

“Nooo!” Katerina screamed.

Almost instantly, the zombies all paused, their stiff cocks still buried deep in Gurka, Ava, and Minerva. They then pulled themselves out, and every cold, lifeless eye turned on Katerina. Xera saw the zombies approaching her and quickly got up and scrambled away. Katerina sat up on her shapely ass and looked at them. 

“What are you all doing? Kill them!” she ordered, pointing at the women. “I am your master! I demand you kill them!” She jumped to her feet and tried to assert her authority but one zombie grabbed her wrist. She pulled away. “Back!” Another grabbed her tit and she pushed him away, but before long, they began swarming her. “Get away!” she screamed.

The zombies all ignored the heroines and converged on their former master. Grasping hands ripped off her armor and clothing, exposing her pale, lean, naked body as they dragged her down, screaming, finding new flesh to sate them.

The heroines all regrouped and kept their distance.

“What the fuck just happened…?” Gurka asked.

“The angry spirits trapped in the bodies aren’t compelled to listen to the woman who pushed them around anymore,” Minerva said.

“You all are going to help her, right?” Marie said.

“In a little bit…” Xera said, rolling her shoulder.

“Yes,” Ava said. “I’ll have to purify all these bodies...but…” she looked around and found her pack on the ground. She then opened it and took out a loaf of bread. “Lunch time first.”

The zombies grabbed at Katerina’s exposed tits, molding the flesh and moaning as they did. Two of them grabbed her muscular legs and parted them, and the one-legged royal guardsman mounted his former master and penetrated her. He seemed to let out a laugh as he began fucking her.

“Help me, you whores!” Katerina demanded as her army turned on her.

“I’m going to find out clothes,” Minerva said, walking away.

Gurka took Ava’s bread and tore off a chunk for herself before giving it back.

Xera reached up to smooth out her matted hair and paused when she felt something. She pulled it up and looked. “Ugh!” she recoiled and opened her hand as a fly flew away.

III

Some time later, the companions crossed the snowy valley, with Xera holding a length of chain. Katerina was at the other end, with a collar around her neck, a gag in her mouth, cuffs on her hands, and a furious look in her eyes. Her body was bruised and scratched, and she muffled curses when Xera yanked her chain.

“Should be a pretty good bounty for all our troubles,” Xera said.

“I’m planting my ass at the first tavern we see and getting drunk,” Gurka said.

Ava looked back at the others as she wrote on a scroll she carried “I’ll have to stop at the local White Rose chapter house and report my rites for all those dead men. I’ll need one of you as a witness.”

“Isn’t Marie proof enough?” Minerva said.

“They’ll kill her if she sets foot in there,” Ava said. “As a matter of fact….” she started approaching Marie, and held out her hand. Marie quickly ran from her and hid behind Xera.

“Ava! We’ve been over this. You are not purifying Marie!”

“Really, Ms. Ava. It’s fine,” Marie said. “I can fix this. There’s a college of science and sorcery where we’re going. I know people there.”

“I can’t just let her walk around like this. It’s unholy,” Ava whined. “The gods…”

“I don’t have time for this,” Xera said. “Gurka.”

“Yup,” Gurka nodded and approached Ava.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Ava said when Gurka grabbed her arm. “Let go!”

***

Shortly after, they continued on, with Xera leading Katerina by her chain and a bound Ava kicking and screaming into her gag as Gurka carried her over her shoulder.

“Gods, it’s cold…” The orc complained.

The End