Zombie dick stays hard forever. If I get tired of one I can choose from a hoaaaaard. I’m not afraid of getting eaten. Sex with live men is a borrrre.
Zombies just need to be tied up. Smash their teeth out, then you’ll be just fiiiiine. Who needs a live man for fucking? Zombies never cheat, steal, or liiiiie.
I want to run, bone zombies for fun, then I’ll just fuck all day in the sun. Wandering free, fucked endlessly, by a zombieee.
This requires singing to the tune of The Little Mermaid’s Part of your world:
“Look at this zombie, isn’t he sweet? The bulge in his pants is anything but discrete. Wouldn’t you think I’d be scared? Scared of zombie impregnaaaation?
I’ve seen dicks on alive men aplenty, I have sucked them and fucked them galore. You want dildos? I’ve got 20. But who cares, no big deal, I want zombie dick morrrre.