Zombie Virus: Blackwood
Halloween night, on the outskirts of Blackwood village. Thick fog licked the ground, and the air was a mix of rotting leaves, mold, and a sweet, sticky scent that clung to everything. A single flickering incandescent bulb hung from the warehouse ceiling, casting dim light below where a middle-aged man in his fifties was tidying up the last crate. His sweat-soaked work overalls sagged at the waist, and his hands were smeared with black grease. He glanced at his wristwatch as he closed the crate lid. 11:58 p.m. “Damn, late again,” he muttered, stretching his back with a wince. At home, there’d be a single beer in the fridge and yesterday’s reheated pizza slices. Still better than this warehouse. It always reeked of rat droppings, mold, and… something thicker, stickier.
As he stepped toward the door, thud. The floor shook. Not once, but in a rhythm—thud, thud, thud. “Who’s there?” he called, voice raised, but no answer came. The fog seeping through the doorframe suddenly thickened, and the bulb flickered, shadows crawling up the walls. Thud. This time, the door itself rattled. He instinctively backed away. The beer can in his hand slipped, foaming on the floor. “Hey, cut the prank!” His voice trembled.
The door exploded. Wooden shards flew everywhere as a massive figure barreled inside. The first infected. He towered past 190 cm, but the heat radiating from his body was more overwhelming than his height. His work clothes were already shredded, the remaining scraps clinging to muscles swollen beyond human limits. His chest bulged like an overinflated balloon, his abs carved into eight steel-like slabs. His forearms were thicker than the man’s waist, his thighs ready to buckle the doorframe. The muscles pulsed, veins writhing beneath the skin. But what seized the eye was his cock. 90 cm. It dragged across the floor, thick ropes of semen dripping from the tip, leaving splat, splat trails with every step. Its girth surpassed a log, a living, throbbing pillar. Veins pulsed, stretching the skin taut. His balls, each the size of a basketball, swung heavily, smacking his inner thighs with a thwack, thwack.
“What… what the hell are you…” The middle-aged man stumbled back, slamming into the wall. The infected said nothing, only panted, hot steam pouring from his nostrils. His eyes glowed blood-red, pupils long gone. “H-Help…” the man stammered. A plea, nothing more.
The infected closed in. One step. Splat. Semen hit the floor. Two steps. Splat, splat. His cock rose to the man’s knee height. “No…” The man raised a hand, but the infected grabbed it, pinning him against the wall. With one rip, his pants tore like paper, exposing his asshole. “No… please…” But the infected didn’t listen. He hoisted the man up, aligning his 90 cm cock with the tight hole. The moment the head touched, the man screamed. “AAAAAGH!”
The head forced its way in. The asshole tore, blood trickling. But the pain lasted three seconds. Then, a scalding pleasure surged. “Nngh… hnn…” The man’s eyes rolled back. The infected thrust. Once, twice, thrice. The 90 cm cock ravaged his hole like a wrecking ball. Semen leaked. Splat, smack, splat, smack. “What… what is this…” the man moaned.
In that instant, his body reacted in unison. His chest twitched. His overalls strained, pectoral muscles swelling, popping buttons one by one. At the same time, his cock stirred in his underwear, lengthening. “Ugh… what the…” He gasped, staring at his chest and crotch. His pecs ballooned, veins pulsing beneath the skin. His shoulders widened, collarbones jutting out, back muscles ripping the overalls apart. His biceps swelled into twin orbs, his forearms grotesquely thick. His abs split from six to eight packs, each a steel ingot. His thighs bulged, ready to crush the doorframe, his calves bursting his boots. Simultaneously, his cock tore through his underwear, surging to 80 cm. His balls swelled, heavy, smacking his thighs. Semen dripped from the tip. “Fuck… my body… it’s gonna burst… my cock… it keeps growing…” he groaned.
The infected thrust deep. 1.5 liters of semen erupted. The hot flood filled his ass, his belly distending. This wasn’t just fluid. The moment it spread, an aphrodisiac seared through his brain, igniting every nerve like wildfire. His mind went white-hot. “Fuuuck… it’s full… AAAAH!” He screamed, his first orgasm hitting. His cock pulsed, spurting semen, his muscles swelling further. The pleasure was relentless. Each overflow triggered another climax, his eyes rolling back completely. “More… give me more… this feeling… I’m losing it…” he mumbled.
The infected pulled out. Semen gushed like a waterfall. The man collapsed. But in ten seconds, he stood. His eyes glowed blood-red. His cock broke 100 cm. His muscles still pulsed, growing. “Now… my turn…” He kicked the door open and charged out.
Into the streets. A sixties-year-old man walked, clutching a Halloween pumpkin. He saw the new infected. “Hey, what’s with the costume?” But the infected pinned him to a wall without a word. “Old man… I need your hole.” The elder resisted. “What the fuck did you say?!” But the 100 cm cock ripped his pants and plunged in. The head tore through, blood flowing. “AAAAH! TOO BIG…!” The infected pounded deep. The 100 cm cock demolished his hole. Splat, smack, smack, splat. Semen leaked.
The elder’s body reacted in unison. His chest swelled, shirt ripping. Muscles exploded, veins bulging. His forearms thickened grotesquely, abs splitting into eight. His cock tore through his pants, hitting 85 cm. His balls grew heavy, smacking his thighs. 2 liters of semen flooded him, his belly bulging. The aphrodisiac hit his brain like a hammer. “Nngh… my body… burning… my cock… keeps growing… AAAAH!” He convulsed in orgasm, spurting semen. The pleasure melted his mind; he stopped resisting. “Fuck… this feeling… harder… fuck me harder…” He stood, muscles and cock grotesquely massive. He smashed into a neighbor’s house, a 55-year-old man. “Buddy, my turn…” His 85 cm cock slammed into the man’s ass. The head tore in. “AAAAH! TOO THICK…!” He pounded, the 85 cm cock wrecking the hole. 1.8 liters of semen flooded, the man’s belly swelling.
The neighbor’s body transformed in unison. His chest ballooned, muscles exploding. His thighs, abs, arms grew monstrous, his cock hitting 90 cm at once. The aphrodisiac seared through. “Nngh… harder… my body… my cock… gonna burst… AAAAH!” He climaxed repeatedly, semen spraying. The pleasure was endless.
Inside the bar. Men in their forties to seventies drank, trading Halloween jokes. The door shattered. Infected poured in. “Jackpot.” One lifted a 62-year-old off a barstool, bending him over the counter. His 110 cm cock tore into the man’s ass. The head ripped through. “AAAAH! MY ASS…!” He pounded deep. The 110 cm cock ravaged the hole. Splat, smack, smack, splat. 1.8 liters of semen flooded, the man’s belly bulging.
His body reacted in unison. His chest exploded, muscles swelling grotesquely. His forearms thickened, abs splitting into eight, his cock surging to 95 cm. His balls smacked the floor. The aphrodisiac torched his brain. “AAAAH! What the fuck… I’m losing it…!” He convulsed, spurting semen. Another infected grabbed a 58-year-old at a table. “You too.” His 95 cm cock shoved into the man’s mouth. His throat bulged, semen leaking from his nose. The aphrodisiac hit instantly. His body transformed—chest ballooning, muscles exploding, cock hitting 100 cm. “Glug… more… my body… my cock… keeps growing… AAAAH!” He climaxed nonstop.
The bar became a sea of semen. The floor was slick. The men grappled, shouting, “Any more holes?” “Take my cock.” 80–120 cm cocks thrust, sucked, rubbed. One infected slammed his cock into another’s ass. “You’re huge too… nice.” His 120 cm cock tore into a 100 cm hole. The head ripped through. He pounded, the 120 cm cock wrecking it. 2 liters of semen cross-fired. The aphrodisiac exploded with each flood. “AAAAH! Cumming again! This pleasure… fuck!” “Harder in my ass! My body… my cock… growing… AAAAH!” Orgasms chained endlessly.
The town square. Dozens of infected men gathered, forming a circle. Their cock tips scraped the asphalt. Semen pooled deep. “More… need more…” “Use my hole…” They lifted each other. One slammed his cock into another’s ass, another climbed atop, semen waterfalls shooting skyward. Each thrust spread the aphrodisiac, melting brains. Muscles and cocks swelled grotesquely, orgasms chaining. Ejaculations every 30 seconds. 2 liters each. Overnight, semen filled the square like a pool.
Dawn. The sun rose. But the village was changed. The infected dragged their cocks to trucks, overloading the beds. “Next town…” Their cocks scraped the asphalt, heading for the highway. Blackwood was a hell of muscle and semen. Halloween was over, but the infection had just begun.