Chapter 3: Suck It
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 3: Suck It
One of the things I found most disappointing while playing Zombie Apocalypse was the sex.
In a world where VR has gone mainstream and virtual reality games are flourishing, why on earth was there no sex feature implemented in a game that literally came with a 19+ rating by default?
There’s even a record of mass public outrage from users because not only was sex unavailable, but you couldn't even masturbate.
The lack of such a crucial feature for over ten years was one of the reasons the game eventually failed. Among similar games in the genre, there wasn't a single one that didn't include sexual content.
In terms of sheer quality, no other game could dare to compete with Zombie Apocalypse, but because it lacked the most important element, users left to find "a chicken instead of a phoenix"—settling for lesser games just to get what they wanted.
Why didn't they ever put it in?
I still don't understand it, but I've decided to let it go. Because now, they’ve finally added it here in the Multi-Server.
"Kyaaa! Why... why are you doing this?!"
"What do you mean 'why'? I saved your life, so you owe me."
The woman, who had been backing away until she hit the wall of a studio apartment building, slumped to the ground as her legs gave out. She watched me warily, her voice trembling.
She was already exhausted from her pursuit by the zombie, and after witnessing me kill it, she seemed to have no strength left to resist, even if she had any courage remaining.
She was a woman who had been running away in terror from a mere Level 1 Zombie. There was no way she could resist me while I was holding a knife—even if it was just a kitchen knife.
"Please... let me live..."
"Who said I was going to kill you?"
She could do nothing but bow her head and beg in a trembling voice.
I suppose you could call that the 'turn-on' point.
This was the first time I’d ever exposed my cock to someone, let alone a woman. It felt surprisingly natural, and before I knew it, I was fully erect.
"Are you a User?"
I asked, just in case.
To be honest, my 100,000-Hour Rule experience was telling me that a woman showing such extreme realism—shaking and shedding actual tears—couldn't possibly be a User. But since I’d never met another User in a server before, I couldn't be sure.
She could be a User acting like an NPC.
But would anyone really feel the need to act in a situation like this? She was about to suck a stranger's dick, even if it was just a game.
I wasn't asking because I planned to let her go if she was a User; it was out of pure curiosity.
"User...? I'm not infected. I'm a person!"
"Hmm."
The look on her face said she had no idea what a 'User' was. She didn't even seem to realize this world was a game, so I decided not to press further.
User or NPC, what did it matter?
As long as it felt good.
I tapped the woman's head with my dick. I didn't expect her to just look up and start sucking obediently. No matter how inexperienced I was, I knew the world didn't work like a porn movie.
The carrot and the stick. I had run plenty of simulations in my head.
"Just give me a blowjob and we're done. I saved you from dying. I won't go as far as sex."
"..."
"If you don't want to, just say so. I'll just kill you and be on my way."
When I scratched my head with the blood-stained kitchen knife, I felt her body flinch violently.
Actually, even as I said it, I was a bit unsure. In my mind, I thought it was a fair trade—sucking a stranger's dick once was better than dying—but from a woman's perspective, that might be worse than death.
If so, well, I’d just kill her. It’s just a game, anyway.
"Are... are you really going to let me live?"
"What, do you think I'm some kind of psycho? Going around killing perfectly fine people?"
"..."
"I saved your life, so if you don't pay me back, I'll kill you. That's all."
She looked up at me with a tear-streaked face, her glare strangely erotic. After staring at my erect cock longer than she did my eyes, she cautiously stuck out her tongue.
"Ugh."
"Ngh."
Her face was twisted in a deep grimace. She didn't want to touch it with her hands, so she just teased the tip of the glans with her tongue. Did she know that, from a man's perspective, that sight was even more arousing?
The sensation of a woman's tongue touching me for the first time sent a thrill through my entire body. Her dry tongue slowly licked the glans, and using the leaking pre-cum as lubricant, it mixed with her saliva and became smooth.
But it wasn't enough.
"Mmph!!"
I grabbed her by the hair and thrust deep. The feeling of the glans tightening as it passed through her mouth and hit the back of her throat made me wonder if this was what it felt like to thrust into a pussy.
I felt her hands swatting at my thighs as if she couldn't breathe, but I didn't pull out, busily pounding her mouth-pussy.
The look of resentment in her eyes.
The tears flowing because she was choking.
Her hands gripping my thighs tight.
Despite all that, seeing her clumsily move her tongue to end this moment as quickly as possible brought me to the brink.
"I'm cumming."
As I spoke, I tightened my grip on her hair. Her eyes were full of grievance and confusion.
You said you're cumming, so why aren't you pulling out?
I answered her with my eyes.
Why would I pull out?
Instead, I pulled her hair harder, burying myself deep in her throat.
"Cough! Hack!"
"Haa..."
I emptied every last drop into her and pulled out. I could see the semen dripping from her mouth as she coughed.
"..."
She looked like she wanted to say something, but she settled for spitting out the rest of the semen instead. I chuckled as I saw her immediately check my hands.
The kitchen knife had long since become a nuisance, and I’d tossed it aside a while ago. It was lying right next to where she was crouching.
"What? Pick it up and stab me if you want."
"..."
Strictly speaking, this was a transaction. It was semi-forced, sure, but if she really hadn't wanted to, there were ways to refuse. She could have bitten my dick off with all her might, or as I just said, she could have picked up the knife and stabbed me.
But I knew. Someone with that kind of courage in an apocalypse wouldn't have been running away from a Level 1 Zombie in the first place.
In this world, it's easier to compromise than to be brave.
I had offered her a very easy compromise. A blowjob was a much better option than full-on intercourse.
The woman picked up the knife. But she didn't stab me.
"...Can I go now?"
Even though she had spat it out, the semen still smeared on her lips contrasted sharply with her venomous glare. It made me want to pin her down and ravish her all over again.
But I didn't. Doing it by force is easy, but it's less fun.
"If you ever need help, come by anytime. I live here."
I gave her a bright smile and pointed to the first floor of the building. Since my place was the only one on the first floor, I didn't even need to give her a room number.
The woman didn't even bother to respond before turning her back on me. She clutched the kitchen knife tightly, as if it were the savior that would protect her life. She scanned her surroundings and hurried away on trembling legs.
I found myself wondering. She had approached me looking at me as her only hope, screaming for me to save her. Now, less than ten minutes later, she was turning away with a look of utter contempt, acting as if she only needed to get away from me.
How long would it take before she came back to me?
This was my first time in a Multi-Server, and since the NPCs had never felt this lifelike before, I couldn't quite tell.
That’s what made it more fun.
An unpredictable world. A surge of dopamine hit me, incomparable to the times I spent alone, using boring zombies as my playthings.
"Hehehe."
Then, a message popped up.
[5 Coins obtained]
I got coins without even hunting a zombie. It was an amount equivalent to killing five Level 1 Zombies.
5. Sex! Sex! Sex! (19)(★)
* Earn coins when engaging in sexual relations.
* Bonus points can be earned for various factors, such as meeting a woman for the first time, a virgin woman, or trying a new position.
A mode that allowed me to survive the Zombie Apocalypse just by having sex. The game developers had kept their word about letting players enjoy the 19+ Mode to their heart's content.
That was just a blowjob. Maybe it was that woman's first time doing that, which is why it gave me 5 Coins, but I wondered how many coins I’d get for actual sex.
For a veteran like me, hunting zombies wasn't hard, but coins were surprisingly difficult to gather. Especially when dealing with swarms of zombies rather than loners; even I couldn't just dive in and decapitate them all by myself right now.
So, this was a great mode. I get to have sex and collect coins. Even though I hadn't even gotten close to actual sex yet.
"Now that I've cleared my head with a good release..."
I headed out toward the main road to start farming.
My studio apartment was deep inside a secluded alley, but the neighborhood itself wasn't exactly deserted. A ten-minute walk would take me to the main road where a Homeplus stood, with a large apartment complex across from it. On the other side, there was a large park and a decent school district—not a bad starting area for a Zombie Apocalypse.
In fact, it was better than good. It was safer to have a base slightly tucked away rather than right in the middle of a crowded area.
The woman from earlier was probably trying to go there before she ended up here. She was quite pretty, too.
"Move! Get out of the way!"
"Graaaargh!"
"Why are there so many of them?!"
Homeplus is a large mart. Naturally, it was safe to assume that everything needed for survival, including food, was in there. When the apocalypse hits, people who know what's what will run there first.
The problem is that places where people gather and where there's lots of loot are also crawling with zombies.
"Idiots."
To players of Zombie Apocalypse, these large marts are known as Demonic Lairs. The difficulty is as high as the rewards.
I bypassed the mart and headed toward a spot that people rarely looked for.