The Only Woman in a Zombie Apocalypse Vol. 1 Chapter 6 - Isn't this a zombie story? (1)

Dayoung once again felt grateful for their kindness. 

 

After brushing her teeth, she returned to the room and changed into the oversized silk nightie she had chosen as sleepwear and the shorts-like panties Dohun had picked out for her before lying down on the bed. 

 

It had been a while since she last wore a bra, and feeling uncomfortable, she eventually took it off and settled back into bed. The self-defense bell was carefully placed by the headboard.

 

It had been a day full of so many events. She had woken up in a new world, in another person’s body, shown off her own body here and there, and even seen someone else naked. 

 

Why had she ended up here? 

 

In the body of a woman who never appeared in the novel.

 

Perhaps, in the original story, the Dayoung that Ian and his group found today would have been a corpse. 

 

Judging by the experience she’d gained from reading many novels, it was likely that her soul had entered an empty body. That would explain why this version of Dayoung never appeared in the story. 

 

But then, why had the real Dayoung died? 

 

She had checked her body thoroughly while washing but found no wounds other than scars. If she had been bitten by a zombie, she would have turned into one. 

 

An accident was out of the question. Had someone killed her? 

 

But there was no evidence or traces of that. Why had the Dayoung of this world ended up a cold corpse in such a place?

 

With no answers in sight, Dayoung quietly closed her eyes. Exhaustion quickly washed over her, and she soon fell asleep.

 

How long had she been asleep? 

 

A rustling sound stirred her, and Dayoung let out a small groan as she tried to rub her eyes. But her arms wouldn’t move. 

 

Startled, she opened her eyes—and screamed at the sight before her. Yet the scream never made it past her lips, stifled in her throat. Her wide, glistening eyes darted around as she thrashed her entire body in desperation.

 

“Shh. Stay quiet, and it’ll be over without pain.”

 

“Mmmph!! Hng—”

 

A man grabbed Dayoung’s hand, while another covered her mouth with one hand. 

 

Yet another man held her legs. 

 

These bastards were truly scum. The man named Dongwoo, who was on top of Dayoung, shamelessly groped her chest.

 

Unable to resist the voluptuous breasts he felt through the silk, Dongwoo pulled her camisole up. Her large breasts and pretty nipples were fully exposed. 

 

The sudden chill in the air made Dayoung’s nipples stiffen, and at the sight, Dongwoo smirked lewdly.

 

“It’s been a while since we’ve seen a woman. We might be a little rough, but we’ll try not to hurt you, miss. So why don’t you cooperate a bit, huh? It’d be even better if you spread your legs yourself!”

 

At Dongwoo’s whisper, Dayoung felt nauseous. He signaled to the man holding her hands, who then removed the hand covering her mouth—only for the other man to clamp his hand back over it before she could scream. 

 

Now with both hands free, Dongwoo was impatient.

 

He wanted to take his time admiring every part of her, but if he hurried, the others could have their turn with her too. 

 

In one swift motion, Dongwoo yanked down her panties and pants, and the man holding her legs tossed the clothes completely off the bed. Then, forcing her legs as wide apart as possible, he exposed her fully.

 

“Ha… No man could walk away after seeing a body like this.”

 

Her skin looked pale and soft. Breasts so full they seemed impossible to hold in one hand, with pink nipples untouched by the sun. 

 

Below sparse pubic hair lay her exposed clit. 

 

The slight parting of her thighs revealed the entrance to her vagina, just barely visible. The men, already half-hard from anticipation before arriving here, could feel themselves growing fully erect.

 

Dongwoo kneaded her breast with his left hand while gently stroking Dayoung’s pubic hair with his right. 

 

The softness of her skin and the delicate curls drew a quiet moan from him. His fingers slid between the parted folds beneath her mound. When he pressed down on her tiny, pea-sized clit, Dayoung’s body twitched. She didn’t want to feel it, but pleasure came naturally.

 

Dayoung knew she couldn’t overpower these strong men, so she let her body go slack. 

 

Biding her time, she surrendered to the touch of the three men. She stuck out her tongue, licking the hand covering her mouth.

 

At this, the man carefully removed his hand from her lips and slipped his fingers into her mouth instead. Watching her lick his fingers as if they were his cock, he couldn’t hold back any longer—he released her hand and pulled out his own erection, stroking it.

 

“Hahh…”

 

“Figures. With a body like this, there’s no way she doesn’t know how men taste!”

 

Seeing Dayoung’s relaxed body and hearing her soft whimpers, Dongwoo grew more confident. He rubbed her clit before sliding his finger downward. 

 

The tight entrance to her vagina felt small—almost virginally narrow—despite her incredibly lewd figure. He teased the opening, preparing to push his finger inside.

 

Dongwoo pressed firmly around the entrance of her vagina, pushing in one finger as if pistoning, and soon, whether from excitement or not, the entrance grew slick and began to quiver.

 

“Ha, fuck. This is insane. This bitch is a total freak. She’s already wet from excitement. Look at her twitching—begging for it inside. What the hell?”

“Ahh—!”

 

At Dongwoo’s shout, the man holding Dayoung’s legs loosened his grip. 

 

Dayoung gazed at the men with a lewd, excited look before slowly moving her body. The men stared at her, dazed. When she raised her knees and turned over, their eyes instinctively drifted to her crotch and ass.

 

Dayoung arched her back as if something were inside her, letting out soft moans, and the men crowded around her ass, shaking their cocks out. 

 

Meanwhile, Dayoung glanced at the emergency button and swiftly reached out, grabbing the lever. Before they could stop her, she yanked it down hard. 

 

BEEEEP— 

 

A loud alarm blared through the store.

 

“What the hell? What are you doing? Turn it off!!”

“This bitch won’t let go of the lever!”

 

One of the men grabbed her wrists, trying to pry her fists open to take the emergency button and lever, but Dayoung’s grip was stronger than expected.

 

Part of it was the men’s panic making them weaker, but Dayoung’s raw strength was surprising. 

 

A commotion grew louder outside the curtain.

 

“Dayoung noona! What’s going on?? Should I open the curtain?”

“Dayoung??”

 

The voices of the men outside pierced through the curtain. 

 

Dayoung tried to scream, but one of them clamped a hand over her mouth before she could.

“Mmmph! Hmph—!!”

 

Dayoung’s faint cry reached the group listening behind the curtain, and they pulled it aside and stepped in. 

 

The sight of Dayoung sprawled on the bed, her clothes stripped off, and three men pressing down on her with their penises exposed sent the group rushing forward at once. 

 

Outnumbered, the three men were quickly subdued. 

 

Ian hurriedly covered Dayoung’s body with a blanket. Seeing her tears falling one by one, Ian and Jiseok clenched their fists.

 

“Dayoung noona, put some clothes on first. We’ll take these bastards downstairs. Can you come down to the first floor?”

“Yeah…”

 

They dragged the three men downstairs. 

 

After they left, Dayoung pulled on her panties and knee-length shorts, threw on a cardigan, and followed them down. 

 

The three men knelt in the middle of the lobby, surrounded by the group, who glared at them. 

 

The sound of hesitant, shuffling footsteps drew everyone’s attention to Dayoung. Her reddened eyes only fueled the rage burning in Ian and Jiseok’s eyes—they had already lost their younger sister to zombies, not to men like these.

 

“We made it clear when we greeted you at the bar—no touching women. You promised.”

“Well, it’s been so long since we’ve seen one! How were we supposed to resist when she was tempting us?”

“Dayoung noona. Is what he’s saying true?”

 

At Dongwoo’s words, Ian turned to Dayoung and asked, though his tone lacked sincerity. 

 

It was just a formality. If Dayoung had really been in the room with them willingly, if she had seduced them, the emergency alarm would never have gone off.

“No. That… never happened.”

 

“She says it never happened. ‘No forcing yourself on women. Violators will be expelled.’ Remember?”

 

“Wait, it was a genuine mistake! You can’t just send us out like this! I’m sorry, I’m really sorry!”

 

“We’ll decide formally by majority vote. Then, Dayoung noona, you choose first. Whether to send them out or not.”

 

At Ian’s words, the group’s eyes—along with those of the three men—turned toward Dayoung. She felt pressured by their gazes, and the three men’s stares frightened her. 

 

But what scared her even more was the thought of their future actions if they stayed.

 

“I don’t think I can stay with those people… If they remain here… I’ll leave instead.”

 

“Huh? That’s not right.”

“Dayoung, that doesn’t make sense.”

“We can’t send a woman out alone. Absolutely not.”

 

Flustered by her words, they tried to dissuade her.

 

The three men shouted that Dayoung should be sent out instead, insisting that having a woman around would quickly lead to chaos. But the others ignored them, solely preoccupied with keeping Dayoung from leaving.

 

“But… those men might be more helpful than me… I’m useless anyway.”

 

“No. How can I trust my safety to people who can’t even keep a basic promise? I don’t trust them.”

“Me neither!”

“I don’t want them here either!”