Zombies are here!

[SweetWitch]

There are so many things I could say to that Molly butt... It is too early in the morning and you are sleeping so peacefully.

Signed: Your Personal Stalker.

Ah, evil one. How are you?

The trick: finding a good zombie. Discussion comes after ingestion.

Well, there is that.

The only good zombie is a REALLY dead one?

Um, aren't they supposed to be just animated death?

 

[Hypoxia]

Zombimboification, tales of erotic transformation of the dead, and, being Bimbos, it's not brains they want to eat . . .

Excellent concept. Don't forget were-bimbos and hey, why not were-zombis? And maybe Zombibbwification, to grow BBWs who eat chocolate-dipped brains. Then there's Zombifetishication for foot-eaters.

So, the Halloween party after the punch bowl empties?

University life is like that. [/me tries to forget; fails]

Meanwhile, we focus on hominid zombis and ignore their animal companions. Zombi cats hungering for mouse brains. Will lab rats be easy prey?

 

[eroticstoryspinner]

The only zombie story I have ever liked was John Ringo's Black Tide Rising series. It was the only decent attempt to scientifically describe zombies (man made virus) The closest he got to sex was a description of how zombies would attempt to have sex with other zombies and chew on them at the same time. "Chew" not in the sexy way but more in the dinnertime way.

My $.002 on why I don't see zombie erotica being a thing.

Although, I guess you could have izombie fan fic

 

[Hypoxia]

My $.002 on why I don't see zombie erotica being a thing.

Although, I guess you could have izombie fan fic

It's McFood for the eyeballs. Totally down the tubes.

 

[Handley_Page]

It's McFood for the eyeballs. Totally down the tubes.

The food place at the end of Cemetery Road: KFB
(Kentucky Fried Brains).

 

[Hypoxia]

The food place at the end of Cemetery Road: KFB
(Kentucky Fried Brains).

Excellent! Yes, establishments are needed to serve brains deep-fried, stir-fried, chocolate'd, barbecued, tikka masala'd, tamale'd, et fucking cetera. Frozen brains on a stick! Cerebral slurpies! And hot buttered spinal cords for the zombi young-uns.

 

[Bramblethorn]

Excellent! Yes, establishments are needed to serve brains deep-fried, stir-fried, chocolate'd, barbecued, tikka masala'd, tamale'd, et fucking cetera. Frozen brains on a stick! Cerebral slurpies! And hot buttered spinal cords for the zombi young-uns.

And for the vegetarian zombies, graaaiiiins.

 

[Handley_Page]

And for the vegetarian zombies, graaaiiiins.

I don't think there are 'vegetarian' zombies. They're past it.

 

[CuteSlaveLisa]

Etymology

Vegetarian, an old American Indian word meaning "bad hunter."

Love and Kisses

Lisa Ann

 

[SimonDoom]

I don't know. I'm warming to this idea.

Erotic zombies don't want brains; they want sex. They're dead, but their sex organs remain alive/undead. They're driven by an insatiable desire for sex. This seems just as plausible to me as the traditional zombie premise, because there's no reason to believe dead people would want to eat things. Wanting sex, on the other hand -- it's easier for me to imagine that surviving death.

I think there are possibilities.

Provisional title ideas:

The Walking Dick
The Walking Spread
Zombeaver (there already is a movie with this title (seriously -- there is) but it refers to something quite different from what I have in mind)
28 Days Later And Still Haven't Come
Night of the Living Dead Cockhead

 

[Javahead]

I don't know. I'm warming to this idea.

Erotic zombies don't want brains; they want sex. They're dead, but their sex organs remain alive/undead. They're driven by an insatiable desire for sex. This seems just as plausible to me as the traditional zombie premise, because there's no reason to believe dead people would want to eat things. Wanting sex, on the other hand -- it's easier for me to imagine that surviving death.

I think there are possibilities.

Provisional title ideas:

The Walking Dick
The Walking Spread
Zombeaver (there already is a movie with this title (seriously -- there is) but it refers to something quite different from what I have in mind)
28 Days Later And Still Haven't Come
Night of the Living Dead Cockhead

The translated title of the weird Jiangshi porn movie I mentioned was "Ghoul Sex Squad" - and both male and female Jiangshi harvested chi from their victims via sex.

 

[ElectricBlue]

The Walking Spread

Sounds like something you'd have on toast. Australians would call it Vegemite, Poms would call it Marmite, I dunno what the hell you Yanks would call it. Canadians would use maple syrup (the real stuff, from zombified trees). Down in the Antarctic, on the other hand...

 

[Hypoxia]

Vegetarian, an old American Indian word meaning "bad hunter."

OTOH, beans & maize & squash & chilies & piñons don't run away from you.

But vegans are living zombis anyway. Just look into their eyes.

 

[GuessImJamie]

OTOH, beans & maize & squash & chilies & piñons don't run away from you.

But vegans are living zombis anyway. Just look into their eyes.

Years ago a comedian I cannot recall the name of had a list of things "they say" make you live longer. He said that they did not, it just seemed longer.

 

[Handley_Page]

I don't know. I'm warming to this idea.

Erotic zombies don't want brains; they want sex. They're dead, but their sex organs remain alive/undead. They're driven by an insatiable desire for sex.


I think there are possibilities.

Provisional title idea:
28 Days Later And Still Haven't Come

So that may give a clue as to treatment.
Provide loadsa sex for 'em [imagine a Zombie matching/ Dating service ?]

 

[Tio_Narratore]

The only zombie story I have ever liked was John Ringo's Black Tide Rising series. It was the only decent attempt to scientifically describe zombies (man made virus) The closest he got to sex was a description of how zombies would attempt to have sex with other zombies and chew on them at the same time. "Chew" not in the sexy way but more in the dinnertime way.

My $.002 on why I don't see zombie erotica being a thing.

Although, I guess you could have izombie fan fic

Mother Nature's Been There, Done That

 

[SimonDoom]

I dunno what the hell you Yanks would call it. ..

Marmalade, I guess. You took this in a direction I hadn't anticipated but as usual it's amusing.

 

[Handley_Page]

Marmalade, I guess. You took this in a direction I hadn't anticipated but as usual it's amusing.

Remind me never to ask for Marmalade when next I go to the 'States, please.
Or let me take my own. . . . .

Coffee !

 

[Hypoxia]

Sounds like something you'd have on toast. Australians would call it Vegemite, Poms would call it Marmite, I dunno what the hell you Yanks would call it.

Avocado.

 

[Bramblethorn]

OTOH, beans & maize & squash & chilies & piñons don't run away from you.

Except for runner beans, of course.

 

[Hypoxia]

Except for runner beans, of course.

It's you who gets musical runs, not the beans. Magickal fruit, hey?

 

[Tio_Narratore]

It's you who gets musical runs, not the beans. Magickal fruit, hey?

What if Jack planted his magical beans and got into the clouds only to discover that the heavens were inhabited by the living dead? I bet the ensuing zombie apocalypse would get you running!

 

[Hypoxia]

What if Jack planted his magical beans and got into the clouds only to discover that the heavens were inhabited by the living dead? I bet the ensuing zombie apocalypse would get you running!

From zombi saviour to zombie saved -- not a far step. I won't detail the mindless zombi fetuses, miscarried or aborted, floating amidst the angels and zombi adult spirits up yonder. Not very erotic...

 

[Tio_Narratore]

From zombi saviour to zombie saved -- not a far step. I won't detail the mindless zombi fetuses, miscarried or aborted, floating amidst the angels and zombi adult spirits up yonder. Not very erotic...

Yeah, "The place is as dead as heaven on a Saturday night." -- Leonard Cohen

 

[Hypoxia]

Yeah, "The place is as dead as heaven on a Saturday night." -- Leonard Cohen

Reminds me of Joan Didion: “Anybody who talks about California hedonism has never spent a Christmas in Sacramento.” But Sac has pot dispensaries now. Does heaven run on opioids?

Why not just dust zombis with oxycontin?