Chapter 3

As the zombie lunges toward Hana, she strokes the bat suggestively, aiming it with one arm at the approaching creature. She pouts her lips forward, as if about to kiss the zombie. Just as it's about to bite her, she ducks and swings the bat like there's no tomorrow. Splattered across the mirror are brains—yuck—and a red, tomato-like texture smeared behind her. A little bit of zombie goo lands on her cheek. She looks at the mirror in disgust and says:

"Who needs clothes with a hot body like this, charm to spare, and a bat that means business? Rest in pieces!"

As she squats down to admire her lethal work, the tight skirt she's wearing reveals her yellow duck underwear, and her snug crop top accentuates her bust, slightly revealing her cleavage.

"Can't get any worse than this, Mr. Perverted Zombie Man~," she squeamishly says.

As she walks seductively down the street in her newly acquired smutty fashion, she remembers what her mother had told her before: "You gotta stop pushing people away from your life. Being lonely will bring no fulfillment to your life." As her mother's thoughts dissipate deeper into her mind, she sighs, "Maybe what she said was true. Being lonely really does make the world a lonely place," she murmurs to herself.

As she raises her arm to yawn, her back arches backward, pushing her bust upward toward the sky as she lets out a big yawn. As she makes progress to her next location, she sees her old mother's hospital where she used to work. Now, she doesn't have a clue where her mother has gone.

As she walks toward the entrance, she secretly avoids the zombie that she has seen and that may have crossed paths with her.

Still mad about the sexist zombies that only transform the girls into these horrifying, dull creatures.

"I'm only here to find bandages and supplies that may be helpful in my journey," she noted to herself.

As she walks toward the entrance, she notices a bunch of hot nurses that were perished due to the zombie outbreak; they have been eaten alive. Strangely, they didn't transform; they were left as is, as human beings.

"Why haven't these hot nurses become brain-eating monsters?"

Oh well, she moved away from the corpses in annoyance and continued to look for her supplies.

As Hana continued up the stairs, she heard a female voice coming from one of the examination rooms. She slowly approached the door and peeked inside to find the curvy silhouette of a woman's body. Hana's face turned bright red, and her nose started to bleed. Flustered, she continued to watch as the woman began huffing and puffing behind the curtain, making strange noises.

As the Hana slowly tried to get up, she accidentally stepped on a piece of glass, alerting the woman. Out of nowhere, she threw a knife through the curtain, narrowly missing Hana's chest, and struck the zombies behind her. The force of the knife was so powerful that it pushed the zombie away from her, saving her life.

"I'm impressed," she stated.

The woman in a white gown with a red cross hat on top of her head replied, "Throwing knives was a passion until I got a job as a nurse."

"Wow, interesting," Hana replied.

Hana couldn't focus on her due to the fact that her plump ass and modest bust were just staring back at her. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

"Hey, girl, eyes up here," she stated

Hana quickly looked up to see a beautiful face.

"I, uh—sorry," she said.

Hana quickly stood up and turned around to leave. Just before she departed, the nurse's hand reached out, grabbing her wrist.

To her surprise, the nurse seemed to enjoy being caught.

Confused, Hana asked, "Are you getting excited from being caught pleasuring yourself in the middle of the apocalypse?"

Hana laughed, "Oh my god, I can't believe you."

As she turned back around to face the nurse, she began commenting on her body.

"I bet those zombies out there would love to taste this some of you" she said.

"No, no, I would taste horrible..." the nurse replied cutely.

As the door behind her closed, the get into a intimate, clothes flying around, body wrestling, as the world around them become more grimmer each day. 

As the lights flickered on and off in the hospital, a grueling, loud roar echoed through the halls. A 6-foot-tall sunflower-like zombie began wreaking havoc within the facility. This time, the zombie had a sunflower for a face, with multiple female bodies intertwined within each other. Their busts protruded outward, vine-like hands extended, and their legs had mutated into root-like feet. They started to climb upstairs toward the examination room where Hana and the nurse were wrestling with each other.

Hana and the nurse stopped and looked face-to-face.

"Did you hear that?" the nurse asked.

"What, you moaning and whining about how good it felt?" Hana teased.

"No, I heard something down the hall," she replied nervously.

"Yeah, I heard it too. I guess it's time to fight," Hana said coldly, as she touched her arms.

She got out of bed and put her tight clothes back on. "I'll be back," she told the nurse, while slightly leaning forward, making her rear end protrude outward. As she continued to wear her clothes, the nurse gazed at her body from leg to chest, while the skirt barely covered anything, as usual, and the tight crop top wrapped every part of her body in the wrong way.

The nurse gave it a big slap. "You better return," she commanded to Hana.

Annoyed and feeling lustful, Hana replied back to her,

"Shut up, don't tell me what to do."

As she walked out, she blew a kiss and quietly replied, "I might not come back alive. I can't promise you that. Every day, I fight for survival. And now, I want to find a purpose in this gloomy and atrocious world God has created."

The nurse, her voice trembling, answered, "If this is a consequence He gave you, then prove Him wrong. Show Him what you're capable of, show Him what that body can do to zombies, and prove Him wrong."

As tears filled the nurse's eyes, she pinned Hana against the wall, gently caressing her lips and body. "Thank you," Hana whispered, then ran off to face the sunflower zombies.