Part 5: Chains
#5 of Deep in Kansas
Amanda needs to capture a zombie to locate where they're being controlled from finds tying them down to be quite the challenge. She finds out she will need chains to properly tie down the undead and sets out in search of them. During her search, the Indagator encounters some new monsters she hasn't seen.
While locating a zombie wouldn't be challenging, the Indagator found roping them down would be a more significant challenge.
"Shit!" The Indagator yelled as another zombie-anthro ripped out of its bindings. She stepped aside, letting their attack go wild then, decapitated them with a single fluid motion. Their body hit the floor with a thud, motionless.
"Amanda, we might need to search for some stronger rope."
The horse sighed. "Finding quality rope might not solve anything. These zombies are stronger than I expected." She stared at the body leaking a clear fluid.
"We can use chains."
"That was my next idea. The only question is, where do we find any?"
"We're on a farm; they've got to have some stowed away somewhere."
The six-breasted fox spoke.
"I'll go find some then."
"I'll stay here then. Don't want to get in the way."
"That would be best." The horsewoman spoke and set out. In a small farming town, there were numerous buildings to discover and even more innumerable zombies to cut through. She kept her blade in hand, dancing through and around zombies when needed. First, she searched for a small house. At first, it appeared primarily empty with its broken windows, worn wooden paneling, and generally degraded exterior.
It was not until she encountered a ghost-zombie, did the building seem no longer empty. It appeared as a regular zombie, albeit ethereal. It held out its hand and charged her. Being as large as she was, jammed inside a building woefully undersized for anthros of her height, she could not avoid its attack and instead took the ghost-zombies full frontal force with a grunt. It struck her squarely in her enormous sheathes. Typically, any male would keel over after being hit as hard as she was.
Fortunately, for the Indagator, while her colossal horse-dongs were vastly more sensitive than a normal-sized one, due to the uniqueness of her unnaturally hyper sizes, she was required to have gotten used to being struck in her tremendous assets. As they were the only thing that could be hit with any consistency.
Quickly the Indagator pulled out her pistol, smacked the ghost-zombie across the head, throwing him to the ground, and stepped outside where she could stand to her full height. The ghost quickly followed Amanda out in the open. She unsheathed her sword with a twirl. As the spirit ran at her again, she stepped aside, striking a deep wound into its back. The ethereal zombie cried out in pain as it collapsed onto the ground. It rolled, roiled, and stuttered as its body grossly deformed and reshaped like a giant, fleshy piece of paper until a giant albino beast emerged from the corpse.
It was bony and prominent as a building. Spikes ran all across its spine. The beast turned around; its eyes were a cloudy blue. It roared at her with such visceral intensity she could've sworn the very ground shook.
"Shit."
The ground rumbled with every step as the beast charged her. She rolled aside and quickly pulled out her pistol. With a loud BOOM, she fired at the beast. The round punched through the beast's head and detonated inside. It created two gaping holes. One where the round had penetrated and one on the beast's rear. It fell over with a thump.
Amanda stood with her pistol ready. She'd experienced numerous monsters which she had shot but refused to die. This monster was no exception as it rapidly healed and got back up.
She swore. "I guess you're going to take more bullets to die then."
The beast roared again and lunged at her. The horse dodged and quickly fired a succession of three rounds. Each shell ripped into the monster's hide, creating ever-larger holes. Despite this, it stubbornly got up and continued its attack. Soon, the horse was struck in the side and sent flying.
She exhaled sharply as the impact felt like getting struck with a solid concrete beam. She could hardly move. As the beast prepped for another charge, Amanda realized if she was unable to move, she'd likely get trampled and killed. Quickly, she reached into her potion bag and gulped down a potion.
She felt her body meld back together as tissues and bones reformed. Amanda realized there was no way she could get up and avoid the charging beast. Instead, she opted to generate a massive shock wave sending her across the dirt. Unfortunately, due to her impossible mass, she could not slow down quick enough and punched through a broken-down wooden farmhouse hoof-first.
She felt like an idiot as the farmhouse collapsed around her. Luckily her Indagator mutations gave her an accelerated healing rate. Although the searing pain through her insanely sensitive nutsack had other sayings. She reached down to rub her gigantic nutsack. _Fuck, that hurt._She thought. They seemed unaffected by the impact as they continued their audible lurch, churn, and gurgle unimpeded with the rest of her assets.
Laying underneath the rubble, the Indagator heard wood being trampled and snapped. She felt the vibrations of the beast as it blindly charged the pile of debris missing her by a large margin. She blasted off the rubble with another shock wave and got back up. The beast charged again; Amanda shot its legs with her remaining two rounds, then quickly loaded another magazine.
The beast stumbled and fell over. While it was down, Amanda fired into the beast until she had run through three magazines. At which point, the beast had been reduced to nothing but holes, pieces, and broken limbs. _Heal from that._She spun her pistol around her finger then quickly holstered it. The beast's corpse began to fade into a strange cyan-blue goo. The Indagator crouched down as far as she could and proceeded to gather some with an empty glass vial she kept on hand.
_Need to take a look at this later._Continuing the search for chains, the Indagator searched other homes and buildings, fighting off various undead. At some point, she encountered a naked wolf-taur.
The taur's pussy dripped with desire. Long strands of fem-cum ran down the wolf's leg. The taur moaned with pleasure, and soon Amanda saw the taur's pussy squirt and flex as it orgasmed. She found it hard to control herself as her own colossal assets lurched, churned, gurgled, and groaned. They quickly grew louder, and she could feel them ramp up production as they pulsed, groaned, and yearned for release.
It ended up catching the taur's attention, soon it turned around. Amanda found the taur to carry large breasts with huge nipples. They were rock hard. She had also seen the taur's human half to be deductively curvy. Its eyes were mad with lust.
"Oooh, I just love drinking blood; it always feels sooo good." Her voice was exceptionally sultry, riddled with desire. "And you look sooo tasty. Alive, beating heart my I want to taste you. No, I need to taste you!" The taur dropped the zombie she had been drinking and charged at the Indagator with uncanny speed.
Amanda, being an Indagator, was trained to fight vampires. Quickly she stepped out of the way, avoiding their blow. She noted the vampire seemed surprised at how easily she avoided its attack.
"Oooh, so you want it that way?" Her fangs extended further from her head to the point they covered her mouth. "Don't worry, I'll play along. Just as long as you let me bite." She licked her fangs and dashed toward the Indagator. She had drawn her sword and avoided the vampire taur. Within seconds she downed another potion. While it did not heal her or augment her abilities further, it made her blood toxic to vampires.
The vampire dashed at her again; it took an alternating route throwing the Indagator off. Soon it found Amanda's neck and sank its fangs into her.
"Mmmm." She moaned in pleasure as another orgasm racked the vampire's body.
Amanda swiped at the vampire with her blade. It quickly leaped off, avoiding the Indagator's blow. The horse grasped her neck at where the vampire had bitten. The wolf taur stared down the Indagator with a blood-stained mouth.
"You taste strange food; it almost feels like-" She was cut off; she grasped her neck, her eyes startled with shock. "AAARGH," The vampire convulsed and spasmed as pain burnt throughout its body.
Amanda smiled. "Surprise."
Terrified and desperate for her life, the taur desperately scrambled away. Unfortunately, the taur wasn't quick enough as it collapsed shortly. The horse calmly approached the wolf-taur.
"What is this? Why does it burn? AAAH!" The vampire screamed, rolling in pain as the toxicity of Amanda's blood ripped her apart from the inside. With deft precision, the Indagator lopped off the taur's head. Its squirming quickly stopped as it lay dead. _What kind of vampire was that?_Was one of many questions which rattled the Indagator's mind.
First the giant damned beast, and now this?! What the hell is going on here?!_She paused momentarily. _And still no chains?!