27 Minutes After (Furry, Rough, Sex Zombies)

It's a bit late, but happy halloween! I whipped this up for the occasion, so I hope you all are in the mood for a sexy horror story ^_^ This is the only release for this story coming out in the near future, though. I'm thinking I might write up another piece of the story every halloween :3 Enjoy!

Edit: This story now has a sequel: 27 Hours After!

27 minutes after containment breach, a young, rather slim tiger was locking up shop, unaware of any containments that might have been going on nearby, let alone the catastrophic events that may have been involved were they breached. He was simply the new assistant manager for an up-and-coming accounting firm, and he had enough to occupy his mind as it was.

Alan had been openly gay in college and half of high school. But things turned sour after college, and one night, with the persuasion of a lesbian friend and the better part of a bottle of rum, he'd decided to start chasing skirts again. The problem was that he hadn't had much practice talking to women like that since he'd jumped the fence in high school, and now, it seemed exceedingly awkward. Here was a pretty, young rabbit with a positively hypnotizing rear end, and he just didn't know what to say to her. He could hardly even get a point across on the clock half the time-- what kind of assistant manager couldn't talk to the receptionist?

"So, uh..." Alan turned, pocketing his keys as he picked the girl out against the deepening night. Her fur was pure black, but her cute little red jacket and her pale green eyes stood out well enough. "Do you have any plans for tonight?" She blinked at him, an ear tweaking to one side, and he hastened to add, "for Halloween, I mean! It's a little late, but..."

She smiled after a moment. "I wish. I used to go to my friend's party every Halloween, but we've lost touch. I'm probably just going to watch a scary movie with some candy and--" A shrill car horn had been rising in the distance for a while, cutting on and off in bursts, and it was drawing closer now. "...my... What is that?" Josie frowned, looking down the road past him.

The street was almost empty, all the other storefronts and small businesses already shut down for the day. Headlights danced against the storefronts up the street. Finally, the blaring car swung around the corner, laying on the horn as it barreled down the street toward the two. Swerving side to side, the car roamed the street frantically, mounting the sidewalk and knocking over signs here and there. Alan grabbed Josie's wrist, gritting his teeth. No time to get back in-- they might have to jump out of the way.

The car revved and dragged a hard turn under a streetlamp, almost upon them, and the tiger glimpsed something --someone?!-- on the hood of the car. The car careened far too close to the two i