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So what do you expect from an apocalypse? You think like the end of the world, right? Big meteor maybe. A giant monster is a good trope. Oh, but we can't forget the most popular zombies! I thought it would be ridiculous to consider these things to happen at all. If something did happen, I expected the whole Earth to just slowly die out from pollution, or if we're lucky, the sun engulfing it. But, I guess I was wrong.

The world has ended.

Societies have completely collapsed and people are scattered around, screaming and yelling what the fuck is going on. What could have taken the world so quickly, you might ask. Well, it's probably one of the worst, if not the stupidest, reason why the world ended. Would you believe me that half of the world are now sex-crazed maniacs? I wouldn't believe it myself if I wasn't living it for 2 years now.

I'm pretty lucky the place I ended up when this whole thing started was pretty light on the population. I was able to escape to an abandoned hotel while the sex-crazed zombies rampaged through the town and lock myself on the 2nd floor. Time passed and now I'm living here.

"Fuck... I need to get up."

It's morning now and the sun has been basically blinding me since I woke up. I sit up with a yawn and growl in pain. The room I stayed in wasn't half bad. It had a kitchen, living room, and a bedroom with two queen beds. Living in a suite hotel has really made this a lot easier. It's just too bad I don't have a twin or someone to share it with.

I get up at some point and head to the bathroom. I see myself in the mirror and audibly let out a disgusting sound.

"God. You look like shit, Red."

I berate myself as I get dressed for today. I don't know why I prep myself up. It's not like I have anyone to impress anymore.

"At least you somewhat resemble a red fox."

I talk to myself again in the mirror and sigh. It's been like this for 2 years and it's been getting harder to stay sane when there's no one around to keep you company. Unless you count the wandering sex snuffers as company then I guess I have lots of that.

"Ugh, time to go out, I guess."

I start to gather a bunch of things for my trip outside.

"Okay then. What do I have?"

There wasn't much I thought of that I could bring with me. A pair of binoculars, my phone, a few snacks, a big knife from the kitchen, and a long metal pole. Living was easy but getting anything to defend myself was as bad as you expect.

"Good enough I suppose. Time to get going."

Packing everything I can together, I leave my room and go down the stairs. The first floor is much worse than the second. Everything is trashed and broken, with the windows shattered everywhere. I've gotten used to the sight but when I first came here, it was beyond chaos. People being kidnapped with constant yelling and screaming. It's so quiet here now, it's actually really creepy to walk through here.

But I don't have time to be scared. I'm already used to the feeling anyway and I'm walking my way out of the hotel without much of a thought. The streets are just as bad, though the roads are still paved nicely. It hasn't gone to complete shit but the sidewalks are still barren without any people. I haven't seen another person since this whole thing happened. Well, at least a live and sane one.

"Now where to start moving."

I was smackdown in the middle of the city. I already checked out a lot of places but maybe I overlooked something. There's a club nearby with a bar there. I usually go there and take a few bottles and bolt before any of the infected can get me but some exploration could be fun.

"And a drink sounds good right about now."

I make up my mind and start walking to the club. As I said, the streets are barren of people but I stick to sneaking around. The infected pop up now and again and getting caught by one would definitely be the end of my life.

I don't have trouble reaching the club though. I see the powered down sign hanging under its entrance, "FoxHole". You can imagine why I used to come here. Pushing the door and taking in the scenery, it felt nostalgic to hear the door squeak.

"I'm back."

I said that in my head out of habit, walking into the main room. Usually, there would be people bustling against each other, music thumping, with drinks clinking against each other while you get a good show on stage, but none of that was here. The place was neglected and dusty. Stains of alcohol were on the floor with a few broken bottles and it reeked from the smell.

"God. Times have really changed."

I went over to the side bar where most of the drinks were stored. It was nearly empty after me looting it for 2 years, but it kept me going. I go behind the counter and start taking a few bottles, placing them in my bag. Then I hear a weird noise.

I stop and freeze what I'm doing and listen in fear. What came in here? Is it one of the infected? My mind races through the possibilities but the sound of someone familiar stops it in its tracks.

"Haah... haha."

A rough, panting of a man reverbs through the room. I knew who it was from the sound of his voice, even though it was hard to tell through his growling. My curiosity got a hold of me and I peer over the counter. I wanted to know how he was doing all this time. It's been so long since I saw anyone familiar. I hoped he was doing okay and this was a destined meeting, but when my eyes found him, all of my hopes were crushed.

What I saw was nothing like the friend I knew from old times. I saw a black and white wolf sniffing old underwear, stroking himself out in the open with nothing on. He loses himself in the scent of a man and presses the fabric against his muzzle until he cums and covers the floor with his semen.

"Grrrff... God-given scent."

I fall and slide against the counter. I felt every emotion pile on me like sandbags. It was unbearable. I couldn't and didn't want to accept what I saw. Him, being infected for all these years? I wanted to scream but I gritted my teeth and clench them to keep quiet.

It took a few moments until I heard him move again. He walked away to one of the private rooms of the building. I see him walk away from me as it brings down my spirits. I stayed there for a while, processing it all. It felt like hours but in reality, it was just minutes.

Without another thought in my mind, I stand up and follow him to the private room. As I get there, I hear the sounds of bodies mixing with each other. I stop in front of the door and creak it open to look inside.

"How is it, babe? Do you like my cock?"

I see him pounding another man on the private stage. Someone I don't know. His partner was a chubby brown bear, hanging by the neck as he's propped up with rope. He looked dead and every thrust the Siberian wolf made, his whole body bounce like a toy. I stay there, wide-eyed. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

"You've taken so much of me, you must love it."

He looks fondly at his fuck toy, looking to his eyes like he was his lover. He holds him close and pulls the bear's body down closer to his chest as he keeps thrusting upwards into him. I kept watching from outside the door, getting angry and frustrated.

"Here comes another load!"

With another deep thrust into the limp bear, he kisses him deeply, sharing his heat into his mouth. His cock buries itself and adds on the pool of milk inside of him. He held the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away and pants to go back and look fondly at his lovable bear.

"Heh. That was good! Want another round?"

At that moment, a deep pain hit his heart. It was sudden and quick. He didn't know how to process it.

"W-What?"

When he turned his head, he saw me, holding the broken metal pole into his back.

"R-Rose...?"

He called out me by that nickname. Hearing it made me more emotional than it should have and I broke down, tearing up.

"I'm sorry, Jack..."

I pull the pole out from his back and he falls backward. His body lands with a hard thump on the stage and he dies right there by my hand. I drop the pole and break down right there. I probably screamed as loud as I possibly could, crying my heart out as I fell to my knees. I don't know how long I stayed there crying. Eventually, I just fall asleep there and wake up a few hours later. I felt apathetic when I woke up. I didn't want to feel anymore. I look around my surroundings once more and examine the scene I left for myself.

I see two bodies in front of me on the stage. One bear hanging on stage and a wolf limp on the ground. The wolf was faced up with his top half hanging over the edge of the stage, arms and head sprawled. He wore an expression of regret and shock. I'm sure I know what his last thoughts were. The blood from the stab had stopped since I woke up. I'll probably have to clean it since the smell was overwhelming, along with the musk of semen. I start to look for something to clean with and find a pile of clothes on the side of the stage. I look through them and find a wallet in one of the pockets. It held the id of the bear that was hanging. His name was Brian, and from the date of birth, I guessed he was only about 21 years old.

"I can't believe this..."

For such a young guy to die like this, I found the situation more horrible than before. It wasn't stupid anymore, it was devastating. I look back at the two bodies there. I just felt sad seeing them like this.

"This is awful. I can't... leave you here."

I needed to bring them home, at very least not leave their bodies there to rot. They deserved a better resting place than this. I started with Brian first and got a chair to cut the rope. When I stood upon the chair, I met him face to face and saw what his last moments looked like. He had his eyes rolled up, tongue stuck out with his mouth slightly agape. He struggled to breathe and he couldn't get any air.

I shudder at the thought of him shaking for his life and quickly try to cut the rope with my knife. It took a while but soon the rope gave way and the bear's body hit the ground. His body fell forward and landed on top of Jack's body, making them both jiggle. The cum that was stored inside of Brian started to pour out when he landed on his stomach, making a soft squishing sound that caught me off guard.

"Ah, Crap! Sorry..."

I try to apologize for being reckless with their bodies but I couldn't help but be embarrassed at their positions. Both of them were completely naked and seeing them piles on each other just felt weird.

"God, okay."

I just shook my head and thought of the next thing I needed to do. If I needed to bring them home, I'll probably need something to transport them to something easier than just dragging them home.

"Is there anything backstage?"

I look behind the stage where props are usually placed and I find a flatbed dolly with a crate on top of it.

"This will work."

I push off the crate and take the dolly for use. When the box toppled over though, it's contents all fell out and a bunch of dildos piled out. I look at it bewildered but then I realize that that probably should have been expected.

"Oh right..."

I look at the pile and think to myself.

"I could probably use one."

I look around like a child about to do something naughty and take a few and stuff them into my bag. At least when I get home I'll have something to use. With that out of the way, I take the dolly around to the two bodies and get ready to pull them over. I tried first by pulling Jack by the arms on to the dolly but the bodyweight of both of them was just too heavy.

"Ahh fuck. I'm not built for this. I'm just a lean guy!"

I had no choice but to take Brian first and pull him on to the dolly. He was chubby but lighter than the both of them indefinitely. I held him up by the arms and pulled him down. His body slid across Jack as I pulled and I'm pretty sure his crotch grinded all the way up Jack's body and face.

"Ugh... I am so sorry to both of you."

I apologize again for just being an awful person and quickly pull Jack's body over Brian. They both lay kind of awkwardly over each other with their limbs hanging out the edges of the dolly. It has to feel really uncomfortable, especially if their arms and legs are going to be grazing the floor.

"Okay! Huff... time to get moving."

Getting them out was even more trouble than I thought. The halls were kind of small so their limbs constantly banged against the corners of the wall, getting me stuck constantly. The more I got stuck, the more shame I felt.

"I.. Jesus- FUCK!"

Eventually, I got out to the streets and had no trouble moving now that there weren't any fucking walls in the way. The day was soon turning night so I quickly made my way back to the hotel. Luckily, I didn't encounter anything else, though I should be more careful if another infected decided to show up. I got in through the doors just fine and sighed in relief.

"Can't believe I actually made it. Welcome home, guys."

I look down at both of them, but of course, their expressions were the same, scared and in despair. It hurt my heart to see them like that. The smell of musk that they had was pretty bad too. I had to cover my nose when I noticed it.

"Okay, the first order of business, shower."

I started my trek to the stairs, but I realize that I can't exactly bring the dolly up with me.

"Crap..."

I had no choice but to drag both their bodies up.

"Ok. Just one more hurdle."

I put the dolly to the first step and step over to take the first one up. Grabbing Jack's legs by my sides, I start pulling him up. It was a very difficult time taking his body up. Not only was he extremely heavy, but I also forgot to give him some decency and his hard cock kept jiggling around with his body every step up. I had to look away, not to worsen my guilt (I'm pretty sure I was blushing too). Brain was much the same way but at least he was faced down.

"My heart is beating way too fast. Just don't stare and you should be fine."

Finally, after all that time, they're both in my room, ready to be cleaned!

"God, the next time I do this, I'm gonna have to find a better way to do this."

I flopped down on my bed and pant heavily. I felt the heat come off my body as I gave myself some sudden exercise.

"Ugh... Need to strip."

I start to strip off my clothes and get naked. I'm going to be in the shower anyway. Might as well get ready to get wet.

After resting a bit, I took Jack to the bathroom first. The shower was a bathtub shower combo so I had to flip him over the side of the bath. He flopped in and faced down in there, the hole of my attack prominent. I felt the guilt come back to me but I shook my head.

"This is the best I could do for them so I have to follow through," I told myself.

With the turn of the knob, the water starts to fall on his corpse. It was already doing its job and washed away all the dirt and blood down the drain. I crouch down to deepen the wash in his fur. I felt his strong muscles under my fingers, looking over Jack's well-built body. He was made like an alpha and it showed. His arms felt like trunks and picking up that bear showed how strong he was. My hand moved down his back to his butt. I couldn't help but think about how plump his ass was, even for an alpha.

"Wait, what am I thinking?"

I shake my head again and focus on cleaning his back. My next move was to his legs and feet. They weren't too hard to clean but I couldn't stop thinking about his toe pads. They squish in my hand when I press them, I start to get riled up.

"C'mon, Red. Almost done."

I let go of his leg, which flops on the edge of the tub and turn over Jack's body. A light splash hit me when his back hits the bottom of the tub. He looks up into the ceiling and his member springs with him. I try to avoid looking down at his groin and just work on his chest.

"Jack..."

I scrub his still pecs and silently look at his face again. Despite being deep in regret, his eyes still shared the same beautiful blue like me. I sigh, thinking about the past.

"I... really missed you, Jack. I was so excited when I saw you again after all this time."

I start to remember the time we were together. Hanging out, watching movies, having dates. He was a great partner and I was really happy goofing off with his antics. He started to call me Rose after we watched Titanic together. I told him that was stupid considering the ending, but he kept on with the joke. He gave me red roses and said, "Look! A bouquet of beautiful RED roses. It's just like you".

"God. You were such an idiot."

I started to tear up out of remembering old times. I loved him. I loved that idiot so much.

"I'm sorry I couldn't say what I wanted to say before I..."

I couldn't finish that sentence. Just remembering what I did to him was painful enough.

"After that, I wanted to at least say this to you one more time."

I hesitated for a bit, but I wanted to do this. I leaned in and kissed him deeply, opening his mouth and letting my tongue mess with his. I closed my eyes and felt the shower hit the back of my head. I imagine this kiss just like the first one I had with him. Stuck under the rain, sharing one umbrella.

I pulled away and looked somber at him.

"I love you, Jack."

I smile, happy to be able to say those words again. I felt the heat on my face come up, feeling embarrassed. I then sigh as I collect myself to finish my task.

"Okay. Back to work."

When I focus back on washing, I realize my left hand was slowly making its way down his belly. I suddenly stop when I look at what I'm doing and give a sudden yelp.

"W-what am I doing?"

I panic and try to work out how that could have happened.

"Ah jeez... I guess my instincts kicked in and started to feel up Jack like I used to."

I huff and shake my head. I remember that we used to do a lot of things together. That included a lot of sex. His body was my ideal man and touching his pecs was just the best thing a fox can dream of.

"Fuck..."

I accidentally started to think about all the things he did to me and get a hard-on myself. Looking down, I felt shameful that this is happening now of all times, but it didn't feel all that bad. I keep looking between myself and Jack's body, the allure of wanting to do him...

"Maybe I could just do a little?"

I try to justify myself messing with his body. Looking over his body made it harder to deny. Jack was fully hard with lust and completely vulnerable to any advances I could do.

"Why are you even this hard?"

I step in the bathtub and lay down on him with my face right next to his cock. I poke his member a little and watch it spring back and forth like a joystick.

"Wow. It really is hard. Is the virus still working even after death?"

My heart races as I begin to slowly move my hands up and down Jack's shaft. It felt cold in my hands but my libido ignored it and I felt my mouth water.

"Fuck... I really miss your body."

I had to admit, I wanted to suck him off right there. The sight of his naked body made me blush and my cock pressing against his chest made it even harder.

"I want to..."

I couldn't stop myself at this point. I started to rub my tongue along his shaft and taste his salty meat. I moaned softly as it tasted just like how I remembered it.

"I really miss you, Jack. You taste just the same as before."

It felt just like before, fooling around with each other's bodies. I went further and sucked him off entirely, moving my head up and down while grinding my cock on his chest. I couldn't stop myself from moaning when I deep throated him. It was enough to send me off and cum on his chest. I kept my head down when I did and savored his musky cock in my mouth. I eventually lifted my head off and gasped for air.

"I can't believe I sucked off my dead boyfriend."

If felt weird but good. After cleaning up the mess I made on him, he was finally washed from head to toe. After turning off the water and cooling off, I dried off the both of us with towels. I was getting used to seeing his permanent hard-on, stroking it when I toweled him off. I'm pretty sure the virus had to do something with it but I didn't really care that much.

"Jeez. I can't believe the virus would go this far to make corpses hard for all eternity."

I didn't think it was much of a bad thing though. Laying Jack on my bed and admiring his corpse like this was a much needed sight. I decided to close his eyes and make him look like he's sleeping. I nuzzle his neck a little and kiss him on the cheek.

"Glad to have you back."

As I look up from the bed, I had forgotten about the other guest I had and gasped when I saw Brain on the other bed.

"Right! Forgot about you."

I walk over and look over how I left Brain. He was laid face down on the bed with his arms by his sides. His ass was stained with cum from Jack and his expression was one of immense pain. I couldn't help but be a little disgusted.

"He really did a number on you. I can only hope it wasn't too painful."

I looked down the chubby brown bear and stared at cum-filled ass. I get curious about how much Jack left inside him and spread his cheeks wide open. His hole presented itself to me and I pushed a few fingers in, making a squishing sound. They easily swim through and I felt the cum stored inside the bear.

"This feels like a lot. 50 rounds was not an exaggeration."

I was surprised! Being used 50 times without stopping? Even I wouldn't be able to handle that kind of punishment. As I was getting distracted by my thoughts though, I began to mess with his hole more and feel myself be taken by his corpse.

"Well since you're here, might as well give you a warm welcome too."

I licked my maw, getting heated again. My body wanting more sex as I spread his legs apart. My hands push his cheeks away as I move my head down to his hole and start licking freely. My tongue covering the rim of his hole before I push it in and taste Jack's seen inside the dead bear. I groan a little as the taste of Jack's cum gets me excited again.

"I missed the taste of your cum."

I dug further inside the bear and drank all the cum I could. It was Jack's last load before he died so I had to savor the flavor one more time. It didn't take long before it all went down in a few gulps. Satisfied, I parted and drank the last of it.

"I really needed that. Thanks for keeping it all in."

I winked at Brain, even though he was dead. The thought of being so comfortable with their corpses was so odd to me. It didn't feel wrong though but maybe I'm thinking too much about it.

"Hah... I'm still unsatisfied though."

I look down at my hard cock, looking for affection. Jerking off wasn't doing it anymore so I didn't know what to do to get rid of it. Though it clicked when I look between Brain's wet ass and me, the opportunity was just made for it.

"Hope you don't mind!"

I press the tip of my member against his hole and push slowly. It wasn't as tight as I thought as it basically slid right in without any problems. I cooed from the feeling and shivered when the cold meat surrounded me.

"Fuck. I'm going to need to get used to the cold."

I start slowly and just feel his ass rub against my member. It felt much better than I thought and soon I was already picking up the pace. I laid on top of him and pounded his dead ass as hard as I could. His whole body shook with me when my hips collided with him. I hugged him from behind and slammed in when I started to cum. My semen warmed his hole nicely and I panted a little tired. After all, I came twice in such a short amount of time, I think I might head to bed soon.

"Hah... thanks for that."

I gave a courteous peak on the cheek for Brain and pulled out. Some of it spilled from his ass as I pulled out and I rolled out of the bed. I looked his used ass and quickly went to my bag and pulled out one of the dildos I got. I then shoved in his butt and kept the cum in!

"There! Now you can hold mine instead!"

I chuckle to myself and yawned.

"Ahh... I'll clean you up tomorrow. I gotta sleep."

I went to the bathroom and clean myself up a little before I plopped myself down next to Jack. I cuddled up to him and hugged him as tight as I could.

"It's not like it's completely the same, but this will do. Good night, Jack. I love you."

I kiss him deeply once more and take the blanket over us. It was nice to feel someone next to me again and I fell asleep, dreaming of future dates.