It's a huge source of shame that, when her rapist takes the moment to reposition her she doesn't take the chance to try and fight back, despite a possible opening. Now on her back she can see the zombie atop her fully, a disgusting sight only made worse by the sight of his cock continuing to thrust in and out of her, her pussy now dripping with unwanted arousal. Her hands, now free, clutch at the grass beneath her as that heat continues to build inside of her. She wanted to fight it so badly, but now her breathing was shallow, her back arching into the thrusts as the tension grew. "Ah...AHH....please...no...please...stop.....no....yes....yes....YES!" her tone finally changed fully, the bard giving in to the unholy rutting forced upon her. No longer could you call what was happening rape. Alisia had fully succumbed to the unnatural lusts. Her cries grew louder and louder until she finally reached her peak, her body shuddering with pleasure as she climaxes, her surrender complete.<br/><br/>(I have an idea for one last pose for her after the zombie finishes, but it's not necessary)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">The Dice Gods Hate Bards</div><div class="spoiler_body">Roll Result: schnookums rolled: 1d20<br/>Comment: Death Save<br/>Result: 5,<br/>Total: 5</div></div>