Miku's avatar writhes in the digital void, her every movement fluid and sensual as she indulges in a taboo fantasy. She pictures the zombies, their rotting flesh and milky eyes, yet her body responds with a fervor that belies her digital nature. She moans, her voice echoing in the empty space, as she brings herself to climax, her virtual fluids dripping onto the cold, hard floor. The zombies, mere pixels in her mind, groan in approval, their desire for her flesh undeniable.