Zombie Girls Revival System-Chapter 167: The Giant Zombie Guard… Overwritten by LUST?! (R-18)

Sid looked down at Evelise, who was struggling to pull her pants back on, her face pale with shame and rage. He looked at Oshan, who was actively collapsing into chemical driven self gratification right by the entrance.

The situation had just escalated from a terrible, regrettable accident to a full blown chemical crisis.

Sid stood frozen at the top of the basement stairs, his mind racing as he took in the horrifying scene before him. Oshan, his loyal and stoic protector, was now a writhing mess against the floor, completely consumed by the aphrodisiac smoke that had escaped from below. Her massive hands worked feverishly between her legs, tears of frustration streaming down her face as she desperately sought release.

"Master..." Oshan moaned, her voice barely recognizable. "The heat... it's too much... I can't..."

Sid's heart clenched as he watched her suffer. He knew he had to act fast, but his options were limited. The smoke was still thick in the air, and any sudden movement could trigger another reaction.

"Evelise!"

Sid called out sharply, turning back to the basement hatch.

"Get up here now! We need to contain this!"

He heard Evelise scrambling behind him, her footsteps heavy with dread.

Evelise emerged from the basement, her face flushed and her clothes disheveled. She took one look at Oshan and gasped, her hand flying to her mouth.

"Oh my god,"she whispered, her eyes wide with horror. "Sid, what have I done?"

Sid grabbed Evelise's arm, pulling her close.

"We don't have time for guilt right now," he snapped."We need to neutralize the smoke before it spreads further."

He scanned the room, his mind working quickly. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"There's a ventilation shaft in the kitchen. If we can open it and create a draft, we might be able to clear the air."

Evelise nodded, wiping tears from her eyes.

"I'll go open it," she said, her voice trembling."You stay here with Oshan."

Sid watched Evelise rush toward the kitchen, her movements efficient despite the shame and horror etched onto her face. He knew she was the only one capable of quickly finding and operating the cabin's rudimentary ventilation system. His immediate problem, however, was massive and currently collapsing under a chemical siege right beside him.

He turned back to Oshan, who was now on her knees, her massive frame trembling violently. The concentrated pink haze had hit her like a sledgehammer, bypassing her considerable discipline.

"Oshan," Sid said softly, crouching down beside her. "I need you to focus on my voice. Can you hear me? Master is here."

Oshan's glazed eyes flickered up to his face, and for a fleeting instant, Sid saw a tiny glimmer of recognition— a fragment of her loyalty piercing the chemical cloud.

"Master..."

She groaned, her voice thick with uncontrollable desire.

"I'm here… But the heat... it is a fire..."

Sid, interpreting her need as a plea for comfort and grounding, placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"We're going to get you through this, Oshan. Just hold on. Evelise is clearing the air now."

The instant Sid's hand made contact, the chemical impulse merged with Oshan's deepest, most fundamental instinct: loyalty and physical devotion to her Master. In her haze, his touch was not just comfort; it was the signal for the release she desperately craved, and the object of her protection was now within reach.

Before Sid could process the mistake, Oshan moved with the shocking, brute strength he knew well. Her massive arm shot out, encircling his waist like a steel band.

"Eh?"

With an effortless, sudden surge of power, she lifted Sid off his feet.

Sid was tossed onto his back onto the rough wooden floor, the air knocked from his lungs. Oshan followed him down instantly, pinning him with the full weight of her body— a crushing, inescapable fortress of chemically driven desire.

"Oshan! Stop! It's the smoke!"

Sid gasped, struggling beneath her. But Oshan wasn't listening. Her oceanic eyes were wide and unfocused, now burning with the same uncontrollable, primal need that had consumed Evelise moments earlier.

"Master! The pain of the fire requires contact!"

Oshan's voice was a low, desperate rumble against his ear. Her enormous hands began working at the waistband of his pants, her movements driven by instinct and a frantic urgency. Her breath was hot and ragged on his neck, smelling of sweet chemicals and sweat. She drove her heavy hips against his, pinning him and showing him that even with his martial skill, against her brute, dedicated strength, he was completely immobilized.

"Master, you must be the water to burn out this fire within me! I'm burning up!" she pleaded, her voice choked. "Please, help me relieve this heat, UGH!"

Oshan insisted, her hands fumbling to tear the clothing separating them. Her desire was absolute, and she was now utterly determined to find release through the man her Lady trusted.

Sid was fully pinned, the massive, sweat slicked weight of Oshan crushing him into the rough floor. This was no spar; this was a desperate struggle for survival against a loyalist driven entirely by chemical necessity. Her strength was overwhelming, and the pink haze still lingering in the air fueled her relentless desire.

"Oshan! Stop! It's me, Master! You're under the influence!"

Sid gasped, struggling for air as much as for movement. Oshan's face was mere inches from his, her eyes unfocused and glazed with lust. Her arms, thick and corded with muscle, had him completely immobilized.

"Master must be used! The heat demands the Master's release!"

She insisted, her voice a deep, rough growl. Her hips slammed against his, her frantic movements purely instinctual. The rough wooden floor scraped against Sid's back, a meager anchor against the crushing weight of Oshan.

"Oshan! Please stop!"

Sid gasped, struggling to draw a full breath. He needed something more powerful than a plea. He needed his absolute command power— the one that activated the deep seated obedience programmed into her system.

"Oshan, by command of your Master, stand down! End this for once!"

Sid barked, forcing his voice into the deep, authoritative tone he rarely used, the tone designed to trigger her system's ultimate compliance. Oshan froze, her body tensing. For a terrifying second, her eyes cleared, a flash of her usual stoic self piercing the fog.

"M-Master's command..."

She whispered, her voice wavering, her hips still resting heavily on his. But the smoke had done its insidious work. It had not just stimulated her; it had manipulated her perception of reality. Her eyes clouded again, and a slow, wicked smile— a look Sid had never seen on her face spread across her lips.

"Ah, Master,"

She purred, her voice a low, throaty rumble that sent a shiver down his spine.

"You want me to... initiate release on you? You want to punish me to fulfill your wet dreams? It is a good way to punish someone, Master. I must praise you for such a demanding command. And I would love to do that."

Her hands, which had been fumbling, now gripped the waist of his trousers with a new, terrifying certainty. The command had taken effect, but the chemical haze had rewritten the objective. Her system was now engaged, but its sole mission was to service her Master's perceived desire.

"What the— what happened!? No, Oshan, stop! I said stand down! That's not—"

Before he could finish, Oshan's full system obedience kicked in, melding with her chemical urgency. The control that had held her back vanished entirely. Her movements became machine like in their efficiency and relentless drive.

"She is not listening. She is a loyal robot on a corrupted mission!"

Panic, cold and sharp, finally broke through Sid's fear. He couldn't command his way out. He had to fight.

"Get off me!"

Sid roared, twisting his body and throwing his shoulder into her chest with all his strength. Oshan barely shifted. She was a living wall. He tried to hook his leg around her calf for a sweep, a move that would fell a normal opponent. Oshan simply tensed the muscle, rendering his effort futile.

Seeing his desperate struggle, a flicker of pure, frustrated rage crossed her chemically altered face. With a sudden, explosive surge of power, she pushed, not just with her arms, but with the entire weight of her core, slamming Sid hard into the wooden wall that ran beside the stairs.

A sharp, agonizing pain shot up Sid's right leg. His knee, already weakened from days of heavy sparring and physical labor, buckled beneath the impact. The pain was immediate and blinding, and in that second of weakness, Oshan succeeded.

"ARGH! F*CK!!!"

She lunged back onto him, pinning his damaged leg and grinding his torso into the wall. Her weight was overwhelming, the thick ropes of her muscle leaving him gasping for air.

"No escape, Master," she grunted, her eyes half lidded with consuming lust. "Your command is absolute."

Then, the final barrier broke. Oshan's massive hips began to move with a fierce, driven rhythm. She started to pressed her pussy against Sid's bulge.