The sand shifts (prodigal daughter)

 The air was dry and the sun burned in the sky, sweat dripping down your skin as you reflected on what had been going on in the desert over the course of these last few weeks with the entirety of your life seeming to have been turned upside down, least of all because of what happened to your wife. You had met her a saloon that you’d used to frequent, she was one of the dancers and what a stunning woman she was, you could have almost sense the jealousy in everyone in the bar when you got down on your knee to make her your own, those happy thoughts almost tasting bitter on your tongue now that she was no longer with you, leaving you to walk the desert alone without her. You knew that there was nothing that you could do, it was a accidently collapse at the saloon that had caused her death after all, but you couldn’t help but feel guilty about not being there to save her, her body now resting in a grave just outside of your ranch.

You walked the desert and the town now, looking for criminals to try and apprehend with you being immensely successful in that regard as well although there were a couple times where you placed a chunk of lead right into their necks. As you roamed around the west you’d start hearing rumors of creatures hiding within the shadows of the dunes, roaming and rotting men with dried flesh dripping off every single bone of their rotting body with you simply  being unable to imagine someone like that would exist. You had seen some strange people in your time, you recalled seeing a Judge Holden passing through a area by the time at one point, but you had never heard of anything like this even in those plagued with various diseases that cling to the air like parasites. 

You then felt as you were suddenly snapped out of your train of thought to see something in the distance, standing in front of the sun with a strange gait to him, something that would indicate that he was injured somewhat. You would start running towards him, placing your hand ends to your revolver just in case that this was some kind of ambush, watching as the silhouette would become a lot less black and would contain a lot more detail to it then before although you could only see the guys outfit at this point. It was the typical outfit for a cowboy but it didn’t seem to be well maintained at all, his shows falling apart around his feet and his clothing had loads of holes in it, the outfit also being covered with a layer of dirt and a few shards of wood sticking out of it as you drew close enough to the man, stopping as you did so.

“Hey, you alright there? You seemed pretty roughed up?” You asked with the cowboys head still looking down at the ground with you stepping a bit closer to the cowboy before you’d see him twitch somewhat, your hand clenching your gun as you did. “Alright, what the fuck is going on here? I’ve got a gun on me, I’ll draw faster than you would ever be able to.” You said as your eyes would move over to the man’s holster, seeing that he didn’t have a gun in it which would usually be a death sentence out here. You’d then hear a sound escape the man’s mouth although you couldn’t exactly consider it anything human, a mixture of a gurgling noise and the sound a chicken would make as a knife would push through its neck as its head twisted up as you realized that those rumors of the undead were more fact than fiction. 

The first thing you noticed was the obvious lack of eyes the cowboy would have, seemingly having been eaten by maggots as your eyes would look at the rest of the face, the skin having almost been cooked on to the skull, the cracked, leathery skin clinging on with rotting muscles. Some of that skin had fallen off and covered what was left of his jaw like a vale, the graying teeth and green gums shifting slightly with each moment with you imagine if this man was human before then he was certainly long dead now. “Oh, what the fuck are you supposed to be?” You asked as you would backwards somewhat, pulling out your gun and leveling at the man who was still shifting around the sands, not seeming like he was going to be a threat as you finger moved to your trigger.

This would soon prove to be the right call as the man would dive at you at an utterly inhuman speed, moving so fast that you’d watch as his figure became a total blur as you would pull your trigger rapidly, your hand slamming the hammer as well. A series of six bangs echoed out across the air as you would bring the dead man to a stop, watching him slide across the ground and smearing blood all over the sand with you rapidly reloading your revolver as you watched the beings arm thrash around and clutch ahold of the sand. “Oh no, you fucking ain’t getting up.” You said as you slammed your foot down onto the dead man’s arm before proceeding to move your gun to the beast's head and pushed six shots point blank into the skull, the back of the head now looking like a semi-solid mixture of brain matter and bone.

You panted into the air, wondering what the hell was going on as you looked over the horizon to see something that made your stomach drop and that was that there were more of the silhouettes on the horizon. Although this time the situation was even worse, mainly due to the fact that they weren’t staying still like the one you had just shot at but moving through the sand like a blur with you not being outnumbered but it seems like you’d also be out of ammo by the time you were done killing a couple of them. With that you would run, moving through the dunes and looking back behind you to see how close they were with you not being able to see them just yet, your finger on the trigger and getting ready to fire at any moment since you didn’t want to see what these things would do when they caught you.

You’d eventually see them coming over the horizon behind you before you proceeded to start sending shots over to them, bullets moving through the air with some missing and some causing the dead to stagger and slow down somewhat. However, there was a spark of hope inside of you when you saw your ranch come into view with you knowing that if you kept running and running you’d be able to get inside and away from those things out there but I was looking more and more futile by the moment. Your legs would burn and cramp, your feet rubbing against the leather in your boots with the dead having no need to stop or tire or anything else with you eventually getting to the point where you were only a few meters away from your home but unfortunately for you it seemed like it would be too far given how fast the dead were able to move.

There was a particular dead man that was in front of the rest of them, still retaining his eyes which showed them glazed over and lacking anything within them but a deep, worming sense of hunger moving through their body. He was entirely naked which showcased his starving and broken down form, ribs sticking out through sun dried flesh, dried blood staining the skin somewhat as you’d stare at the hands that realized that he didn’t have fingers anymore, instead just sharpened nubs of bone and flesh. You’d look down at your gun, seeing that there was no ammo in the gun at all, getting ready to go ahead and did at that point as you turned your gun around and got ready to cudgel the zombie with the gun, raising your gun right up into the air as you did so.

Suddenly you would proceed to hear the sound of a furious clap move through the air, the clap almost sounding like thunder before you’d see the undead man flop over onto the ground , dragging across the ground somewhat as you would do so. You’d look at the dead man, watching as he picked himself off the ground as one of his arms would rip off and fall to the ground, presumably due to just being shot off before another shot rang out and impacted the zombie, making him fall to the ground as you did so. Your eyes would look to the once again lifeless carcass, the entirely of the chest and stomach having a giant hole in it, various entrails sticking out of the beast before you turned to see who saved you only to see something to make your eyes widen even more.

It seemed that your wife had also come back from your head but this time she had come back way differently then the others had done, your eyes first looking over to her head that was covered in a skull mask, the straps clinging heavily to her rotting head and digging into her dried up skin somewhat before you settled on her eyes that were dark and piercing. Your eyes would move down her body with you noting how little she had decomposed as your eyes then moved past the jacket-like top she was wearing and to her arms, seeing that the one that was holding the shotgun was actually human and rather slender whilst her other arm seemed to have warped somewhat when she was revived. It had grown massively thicker, easily being about two or three times as thick as her other arm and was colored a dark red, veins pulsing and pumping anytime she moved it before she would speak to you again as you’d get up off the ground.

“Well, ain’t it just been a while, eh, handsome man?” She asked as she would walk over to you, loading her shotgun with a couple more shells as she would do so with you smiling as you saw your wife, back from the dead again. 

“Darlin’, I’ve missed you like a dog misses his tail!” You responded as she would look over the horizon and sent another shotgun round off into the air, the flash nearly blinding you as she would speak again.

“Aww, you think so, sweetheart?” She asked as she would proceed to place her gun down to her side, seemingly going limp in the air somewhat before she would start to speak again, the air feeling somewhat cold as she spoke. “Do ya still think I’m beautiful, darlin?” She asked you with her tone sounding immensely serious with the southern drawl only adding to it before you’d speak to her again, the truth coming quickly to your mouth faster than any lie could ever possibly do so.

“Yes, of course, I do, sweetheart.” You responded as she looked over to you with you not being able to tell much about how she was feeling when you saw her move herself over to you, wrapping her arm around your own in the process. You then felt as you were yanking towards your door and opened it, shoving you inside of the ranch before slamming the door behind you, letting out a few grunts as she held the door, pointing to a table and telling you to bring it over to her with you doing just that. You started to drag the table across the ground, the table grinding against the stone floor before you would wedge it between the door and the handle, leaving you trapped within the house with not much to do, the undead woman looking up and down your body as she would do so.

You would watch as she would move herself right next to you, your chests nearly touching at that point before she moved both of her hands up to your shoulders and slowly started to  push you down, the woman seeming way stronger then she looked.  Eventually you were on your knees for her, the woman looming over you eagerly as she would throw her shotgun to the side, the gun landing on the ground with a clatter before she would turn her attention to you again, placing her hands down to your shoulders again. You then watched as she would move her feet together for a brief moment, taking her shoes off and throwing them to the ground with a slight clatter before you would watch her foot slowly across the air and right into your  crotch, starting to grind against it as you would do so.

She would keep pushing and grinding against your correct, her smooth foot pushing and rubbing across your crotch, the woman letting out a couple of subdued moans as she would go and speak to you again. “Who’s ya mistress, sweetheart?” She would ask as she would keep grinding and pushing across your foot, the woman flicking her toes around as she would wait for your response, starting to move her foot up and down your cock as you’d eventually be able to respond to her as she did so.

“You are. You are, my dear!” You responded as she would proceed to move her foot away from your crotch, letting out somewhat of a chuckle as she did so before she would start walking behind you.

“Well done, sweetheart!” She said as she would proceed to move her hands from your shoulders across your chest and back over to your shoulders again, clutching a hold of them as her fingers flicked against them. She then proceeded to push you down to the floor with you catching yourself with your hands as she would get down on her knees as well, the woman’s breathing starting to deepen somewhat as she would move her hands down from your shoulders and over to your hips, clutching your trousers. She waited for a couple seconds, seemingly waiting for you in anticipation as she would proceed to start dragging your clothes off your body, slowly bringing your trousers and underwear to your ankles as her hands moved to your ass and thigh.

You eventually would feel as the woman’s  hand would start moving across your thigh and up to your crotch, flicking her fingers out into the air before you felt her grab hold of your rapidly hardening cock, the woman letting out a purr as she did so. She would start moving her hand up and down your cock, the woman’s purring growing more and more intense as her eyes would glance up at your face and back to your crotch again with you wondering where the hell she learnt this given she’s been dead for a while and didn’t do anything like this when she was alive. As your cock got fully hard she would start moving faster across your member, the woman moving so that she was on her hands and knees as well, seemingly wanting to make sure she didn’t fall over as her entire plan continued.

You’d then watch as she would briefly move her hand up to her mask, gasping somewhat as she allowed her mouth to be fully exposed to the air, her mouth starting to open and her tongue starting to slither out of it, exposing that her arm wasn’t the only thing that mutated. Her tongue seemed to have become this massive and thick organ, bloated around three or four times its original size with it almost seeming like an octopus tentacle was sticking out of her throat as she started to move the massive organ. Eventually your wife’s tongue moved over to her asscheeks, the woman slowly moving her tongue across your ass before she dived right in and started to push the wet organ right against your asshole, circling it somewhat as she would gasp into the air.

You’d then feel as her hands would start to move faster against your cock, moving up and down your member even faster as she would do so, the woman hearing your groans escaping out into the air as she would do so. As she moved up and down your cock you’d feel as a second and would enter the fray, her fingers moving over to your tip and starting to move across it, rubbing across the glands in your tip which would make you moan even more, a steady stream of pre escaping your cock and smearing all over her hands. You then felt as she would use this pre to lube up your cock, dragging across your tip with her fingers as she would keep moving her tongue around and around your asshole, the woman glancing over you again to gauge your reaction in the process.

Her tongue was also starting to move faster like her hand was doing but this time this was a but more gradual in turning up the speed then she had done with her hands as she gasped into the air with an eager glee. You could feel the warmth of her breath moving across your ass, feeling as it would grow hotter and hotter across your waist as a result, the drool dripping off her tongue only helping with this process as you’d feel as the drool would drip down your thighs somewhat, the thick tip panting around your asshole as she did so. You’d feel her pushing her face deeper and deeper into your ass so she could move her tongue faster and harder, flicking all over the place before she would start to move her tongue even faster, her hand quickly following along with her.

At this point you had to wonder if she had just lost all sense of control, her hands moving rapidly across your member without any sense of rhythm whilst her tongue flailed and spasms against the air as she would keep trying to milk your cock. Precum was now dripping out of your cock and smearing all over your hands, covering her hand completely as she eventually moved her palm out to your tips, starting to grind and pushing across it, pre-dripping all over the ground as you’d hear her making noises behind you. She groaned and gasped and grunted out into the air, seeming even more excited then you were supposed to be as she would let out a series of feral sounding gargles to herself.

That was when you felt herself starting to throb inside of her hands, the woman being able to feel as you pulsed against her fingertips before she would make sure to go extra fast, especially around your tip. You could also feel the pressure pushing and pressing against your cock with you threatening to orgasm at any moment but you were keeping it in for your own sake, wondering what the hell was going to happen when you orgasmed although it was only going to be a matter of time before you came. Eventually you couldn’t take it anymore, the pressure getting too much for you as you started to shoot ropes out of your cock, the woman pushing her face deeper down into your ass as her tongue went wild, mainly just to see how much cum she could make you pump out.

Ropes started to flow out of your cock and started to spray all over her hand, some of the large and thick ropes dripping down the gaps between her fingers as she would keep moving her hands up and down your  dick. Your ropes were getting larger and larger by the moment before your orgasm would eventually reach its peak, a massive explosion of cum pushing out of your cock and spraying all over the floor and your wife’s hand with the woman proceeding to slow down after that fact. She would slowly come to a stop around the same time the orgasm came to a end, ropes getting smaller and smaller by the moment before stopping entirely, your legs feeling somewhat numb as she would pull away from your ass, letting out a groan as she would do so.

You were panting on the ground, trying to take in what just happened before you felt her hands grab ahold of your hands, moving you up onto your feet as she stared into your eyes, love brewing in those striking eyes of hers in the process. She would then grab you and twist you roughly ninety degrees before she proceeded to push you across the room again, your legs flicking against the stone before you found yourself tripping over a chair, falling right into it as she would start walking over to you. Her hands would move over to her chest, flicking the buttons off her shirt before she threw it off, her tits bouncing right out into the air before her hands moved over to her panties, flicking them down her legs and flicking them off her feet as she moved to the chair.

She’d place her hands on the armrests, moving her hips from side to side somewhat before she would get right onto her toes before she proceeded to turn herself around, showing off her ass to you as well as the back of her sore ridden thigh as she did so. She then proceeded to move herself so that her legs were resting right on your own, rubbing against them as she found herself positioned right over your still erect cock, the woman’s pussy dripping in eager anticipation at what was to come. She would shake her ass a couple more times like she was a cat in heat, her hands grasping at the arm rests with her fingers digging into the wood before she proceeded to slam her hips down onto your cock, both of you groaning out into the air as she would do so.

You groaned out into the air as you felt her warmth around your member, the woman’s pussy clenching around your member as you could see her tongue hanging out of her mouth, the woman panting away into the air like a wild dog. You’d then feel as she would start lifting herself up across your cock, pussy fluids now dripping down your already precum covered cock as she would do so, eventually making her way up to the tip of your member as she would keep putting pressure on the chair. When she did get to the tip of your cock she would rest there for several moments, both to seemingly hype up what she was going to do next and brace herself for what was to come, the woman slamming herself down onto your cock a moment later and groaning into the  air as she did so.

She would repeat this process several times over, her pale ass moving through the air and waiting before slamming down again and again with you deciding you may as well take an active role instead of just sitting there. You’d move your hands up into the air and grabbed ahold of her waist, feeling her smooth skin against your hands before you proceeded to move your hands up her body and to her tits, cupping her breasts in your hand as you saw her look into your eyes before giving you a nod. With that you’d proceed to push your fingers against her tits, her nipples resting in your palms as they’d grind against them, rapidly getting harder as you’d feel as her hands would move from the armrests and instead moved to the back of her hairless and rotting head.

With that she would start going faster and faster against your cock with it being barely noticeable at first but it quickly became a furious blur of thrusting, the woman’s pussy clenching around your cock as she would do so. The sounds of your flesh hitting against your own echoed out across the air, the sound being wet and lewd as she kept ramming her hips against you, your hands almost falling of her breasts before you clutched ahold of them even harder before, the woman letting out another groan as she did so. You could feel as the woman would grow more and more intense by the moment with it seeming like she was going to do something with this eventually being proven to be true as she stopped and lifted herself off your cock ever so slightly.

That was when you watched as she would turn right around so that her face was right next to your own, a pair of arms lazily finding themselves onto your shoulders whilst her legs found themselves wrapped around your body. With that she would pant into the air, letting out a few gasps before she proceeded to start moving faster and faster against your cock once again, the woman’s hips turning into a rapid moving wind of pale and red flesh, her fingernails digging into your skin somewhat as she did so. You could tell she was getting lost within her own lust now, your hands creeping up her body again and onto her tits, giving them several gropes as she moaned out into the air, her tongue hanging out once again in the process.

At this point you could feel yourself throbbing inside of her once again, your cock rubbing and pushing against her inner walls as she would do so which she would respond too by clenching back against them. You’d feel that pressure come back again and this time it was coming back harder and harder by the moment, this one seeming like it was way harder to hold in the last one but you figured that you’d kept holding it in just so you could please your wife just a bit more as your hands moved down to her hips again. Eventually you’d get the feeling at the tip of your cock that this was all getting to much for you, clutching ahold of her hips and slamming her down before you started to cum inside of her, her hands grasping at your shoulders as she let out a moan in pure delight.

You could feel as rope after rope would push out of your cock, spraying across her inner walls as she would clutch your body with you feeling like you were almost in a deathgrip as she felt your cum move inside of her. Your ropes would grow thicker and thicker before the peak of your orgasm would be reached, a massive tidal wave of cum escaping your cock with it feeling like your cum was pushed into the deepest reaches of her body, no doubt going into her womb although you were unsure that it was actually functioning. Ropes would grow smaller and smaller by the moment, pushing across her inner walls before being reduced by mere drops with you feeling utterly exhausted by all this as she leant against your body, the chair being the one thing keeping the two of you dropping onto the floor.

The woman gasped out into the air before she would proceed to collapse into your body, her face moving into your chest and her arms wrapped right around your back, her hands grasping against your sides as the two of you looked into each other’s eyes, having somewhat of a conversation between your glances. There was love and the sense you had a lot of time to make up for before you watched as she would snuggle up into your chest somewhat, pushing and nuzzling her head into your skin before seemingly falling asleep, letting out a harsh groan before letting out some subtle snoring into your chest with you simply resting in your chair and waiting for yourself to begin to sleep. As you laid there, drifting in and out of consciousness as you thought over the course of several moments, thinking about all sorts but, most importantly, thinking about how happy you were to finally have your wife back once again as you fell back to sleep.