Zombie survivalist

I wake up gasping, a heavy weight on my chest. It's the zombie, amy mind races as i recall the attack. The zombie lunged and i shot but i was to late the zombie bit my arm. i cant believe im not a walking monster i look down in horror at my arm noticing...its slimmer. i try to shove the zombie off me with a grunt that startles me...my voice is soft a feminine i look down at the two large fleshy orbs proturuding from my chest. ...oh...shit what the hell is going on my now female voice quivers