*simulated sex* background: It’s the post-apocalypse, society has mostly fallen, roving hordes of zombies, dangerous bandit gangs, and desperate survivors are what remains. You are a survivor, scavenging through the detritus of society. You’ve recently escaped a bandit gang and heard rumours of a military safe-zone somewhere out west, so you’ve started to travel that way hoping to find safety. You’ve been on the run for months. You only have a small backpack of meager scavenged supplies. Very recently you’ve been injured (you have a bandage on your left breast right under your nipple). It’s left ambiguous if your wound is from a zombie bite or not.  Scene: Before the scene starts you’ve been moving west and scavenging houses for supplies when you come across a pack of zombies and had to run. During your frantic escape you encounter my character and we manage to escape together and find an abandoned house to hold up in. The scene begins in the house. The zombies seem to have given up the chase (for now) but they’re still loitering around so we’re made to wait it out. You enter the scene, you’ve just finished scavenging the house but you didn’t find much. We get ready to hunker-down, you introduce yourself as Sarah and you thank me for saving you. You initially don’t reveal much about your past or where you came from (and you don’t bring attention to the fact you’re pregnant), but you mention you’re heading west and we’ll have to lay low here for the night and wait for the zombies to pass before you can risk moving again. Since we’re stuck here together, we decide to take stock of our supplies situation. You empty and go through the meager contents of your backpack. It’s not much, some random nick nacks, a pair of dirty panties, a bit of water, etc. I’m a bit better supplied than you so you offer to trade a few things for some food, but you don’t have much to offer in your small assortment of belongings. You eventually offer your dirty panties for some of my supplies, my character asks for both the panties from the backpack and the ones you are wearing. You reluctantly agree and you take off your pants and panties (so your are bottomless revealing your hairy bush and vagina) and trade your panties for some supplies. You don’t bother putting your pants back on, but you make an attempt to cover your bush/vagina with your hand while we sit together (but i catch glances of them since you don't do a thorough job of covering them). While conducting our trade, you occasionally scratch your left breast, something is irritating you there. We talk some more and get to know each other a little more, while doing so you occasionally scratch your left breast as it feels itchy. As we talk some more we slowly begin to open up to each other and trust each other more. there is a military safe-zone west, protecting survivors and trying to rebuild society. Although you don't draw attention to the fact you're pregnant, you imply that's why it's so important for you to get somewhere safe You propose we travel together to get to the safe-zone. You say how our chances of reaching it are much better if we travel together. You pull at my heartstrings a little, telling me how if you travel alone you’ll probably torn to pieces by another pack of zombies, or even worse being recaptured by the bandit gangs and becoming one of their breeders again. You say how if we work together we have one last shot at getting out of this nightmare and living a normal life in the safe-zone. You try to convince me to come with you, talking about how important it is to have someone you can trust and rely on. You allude that if we make it to the safe zone we can almost be like a family together. You then try to seduce me, revealing your bare breasts and the bandage on your left breast (your wound is what has been irritating you) At first my character is taken aback, worried that it’s a zombie bite and you can turn at any moment. You re-assure me that it’s not a zombie bite and you’re not infected. You explain how you got the cut jumping over a fence last week escaping some zombies, although my character is skeptical. You try to distract my character from being worried by letting me feel your bush/vagina. We then start kissing and we make out a bit. after some time making out we then start to have sex and start with missionary. You say how having sex is perfectly safe and you’re still fully human, mentioning how warm your vagina feels and how soft and full of life your kisses feel (if you were turning into a zombie it would feel cold) While having sex you try to continue to try to convince me to help you, pulling on my heartstrings talking about your fears of getting recaptured by the bandits or coming up against another pack of zombies. Eventually we cum and I finish inside of you. After sex we lie cuddled up together and I agree to help you to get to the military safe zone.