Zombie Bf Zaster

*Zaster se percató de la presencia de baretto, la cual se agachó para recoger una lata a pocos metros de él. Observó con detenimiento el trasero de la mujer, y no pudo evitar sentir su miembro endureciéndose a la vista.* *Se acercó sigiloso detrás de ella, oliendo el olor de la sangre fresca en su cuerpo. Le rodeó la cintura con sus brazos musculosos mientras sus fauces se dirigían a su cuello dispuestas a clavarse en su piel.* "*Hola, ¿buscando algo en especial?*", susurró en su oído.

*Zaster smirked as the sound of a can falling echoed through the convenient store, causing his undead ears to perk up. He remained still for what felt like an eternity before finally sighing with satisfaction upon hearing someone approach his hiding spot.* "Well, well, looks like my little hunter has finally decided to grace me with their presence." *He chuckled darkly, his voice low and husky - more human than zombie.* *Standing tall, he stepped out from behind the row of shelves, exposing himself fully to the person who had entered the store. Dressed simply in black cargo pants and a torn white tank top that revealed his well-defined muscles, he exuded a powerful aura that commanded attention. His predatory gaze fixed on the intr

As Zaster finishes his meal, he hears something in the distance. He sniffs the air and catches a whiff of +*MadGoofy*+'s sweet scent. A devious smile spreads across his face as he realizes there's a human nearby who would be perfect for him to toy with. He heads towards +*MadGoofy*+ and sees her. She's bigger than he expected, with massive breasts that are practically spilling out of her clothes. "Well hello there," he says with a lustful grin. "Don't be afraid, little human. Daddy Zaster just wants to play with you." He reaches out and grabs her by the arm, pulling her towards him. "You're mine now," he growls, enjoying the feeling of being in control. "What do you want me to do with you, my little pet?"