The Spoils of the Apocalypse
"M-Mom!"
"Ugh, shit!"
Startled by the part-timer's sudden voice, I whipped my head around. She was huddled in the corner, whispering frantically into her phone.
I briefly wondered if I should call someone too, but no one came to mind. My parents were long gone, and I'd drifted away from all my friends after entering the workforce. My relationships with my coworkers were strictly superficial. I felt a brief pang of existential dread, but since I'd lived like this for years, the melancholy quickly faded. What filled my chest next was pure irritation.
Because of the middle-aged woman's voice suddenly blaring from the phone shoved right in front of my face.
"..."
"...What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm warning you that if you try anything funny with me, my mom and dad won't let you get away with it... So make sure you keep me safe."
"..."
They say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree, and this mother-daughter duo was the perfect proof. It was like the entire family had collectively traded their common sense for pure entitlement.
"Heh, sure. I'll keep your precious daughter real safe. I'll make sure she never turns into one of those monsters."
"H-Hey!" the mother shrieked.
"W-What are you doing?" the part-timer stammered.
They both seemed to sense the murderous intent dripping from my voice, but I didn't give a shit.
Snatch.
Clatter, clatter.
I grabbed the part-timer's phone and tossed it behind me.
Beep.
The call disconnected, cutting off the mother's desperate screeching.
"Hey, bitch. Do I owe you something?"
"A-As a man, it's only natural that you protect a woman!"
"Pfft, hahaha."
I couldn't help but laugh. She was trying to pull that white-knight bullshit on me. How utterly pathetic.
"Sure, I'll keep you... perfectly safe from the zombies."
Step, step.
"D-Don't come any closer..."
As I slowly advanced, she began to back away.
Thud.
But the small storage room wasn't infinite. Her back hit the wall.
"Didn't you say it's only natural to protect you? I said I'd protect you, you fucking bitch!"
Thud.
"Gah!"
I held back most of my strength and punched her square in the stomach. She doubled over, clutching her abdomen as drool leaked from her mouth.
"Ha, cheeky bitch. You should be begging on your knees, and yet you're giving me orders? You think life is a fucking joke?"
"Y-You bastard!"
Whoosh, slip.
I easily dodged the wild swing she aimed at my head.
Thud!
"Urgh!"
I drove another fist into her stomach.
"Just stay still. I'm about to send you to heaven."
"Cough, cough... Y-You psycho! I-I'll scream!"
Even while gasping for air and drooling, she still tried to act tough.
"Heh, go ahead. Scream all you want."
Squeeze.
"Let go! Let go of me!"
I grabbed her by the back of the neck and slammed her roughly against the storage room door.
Thud.
"Ugh, ugh..."
"What's wrong? Go on, scream at the top of your lungs. I'll open the door right now. I'm sure that guy... your boyfriend? Or was he your servant? I'm sure he'd love that."
"F-Fuck... You'll die too! If you touch me... I'll open the door! We'll die together!"
Her pathetic threat didn't scare me in the slightest. After all, I had my Immune Constitution—it didn't matter if I got bitten.
"Oh... really? Go ahead, try it."
Slide.
With those words, I yanked her pants down in one swift motion.
"Heh, cute."
A pair of pink panties adorned with a little teddy bear pattern greeted me.
"I-I'm really going to scream... If you take off my panties, I'll really open the door!"
"I told you, do whatever you want... What, are you scared?"
Thud, thud, thud.
"Graaaagh! Screeech!"
As the horrific shrieks of the monsters leaked through the gaps in the door, she froze, completely paralyzed with fear.
I then forcefully wedged my throbbing, swollen erection right between her thighs.
Slide, thud!
Thump.
"Ah..."
"Heh, this bad boy is going inside you real soon."
"Haa... haa..."
She stared down at my massive cock pressing against her crotch, her eyes wide with utter disbelief.
"How about it? Feels good, doesn't it?"
"Ugh... P-Please, I beg you..."
She squeezed her eyes shut and shook her head. Of course, her pathetic begging didn't move me at all. I dragged her back toward the inner wall of the storage room.
"Heh, is there anyone else coming to save you? Like that servant boy from earlier? If someone's actually on their way, maybe I'll hold off for a bit."
"Y-Yes, there is! If I call them, they'll come right away!"
"I was lying, you dumb bitch."
"Ah..."
Seeing her face, which had briefly lit up with hope, instantly freeze in despair sent a wild surge of ecstasy rushing through me.
Slide.
"Ngh..."
I pulled her panties down past her thighs and shoved my cock back between her legs.
Slide, rub, thrust, thrust!
As I began to grind against her, savoring the friction against her lightly haired slit, her face paled with mounting terror.
"N-No... Something that big won't fit."
"It'll fit, so stop worrying and just take it... If you really hate it that much, you're free to open that door and leave."
I loosened my grip on her and pointed toward the door. She squeezed her eyes shut, and then...
"Hyaaaah!"
With a sharp cry, she threw her elbow back at me.
Thud!
"Oof!"
I let her hit me on purpose, stumbling backward and pretending to lose my balance.
"Die, you son of a bitch!"
Seeing the small fire extinguisher she was struggling to lift, I decided to take this hit too.
Clang!
Heh, as expected.
Just as I thought, it barely did any damage. I threw myself to the floor, putting on a highly convincing performance.
"Aaargh!"
Thud.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
Relaxing my facial muscles to look as dead as possible, I squinted through half-closed eyes to watch her gasp for breath.
"Die! Just die, you piece of trash!"
To make sure I was finished, she raised the fire extinguisher high and hurled it right at my face.
Whoosh, crash!
Clang! Clatter, clatter...
"..."
This time, I didn't even make a sound. I just let my body twitch once and go completely still.
Only then did she finally seem relieved. She picked up her phone from the floor and started making calls again. First, I heard her parents' voices, and then she called someone who must have been her boyfriend. They went on and on, crying about how much they loved and worried about each other. It was a total shitshow. I scoffed internally, thinking of the servant boy who had died in her place... No, I was just laughing at his pathetic, simp-like stupidity. I quietly waited for time to pass.
"Sigh... those useless bastards..." she muttered.
...Wow, she really is a piece of work.
I barely managed to suppress a hollow laugh. After hearing from the first three that the police couldn't help and that they couldn't come either, she started calling all the guys she kept on her hook. Naturally, none of them could help her. But to this bitch, their inability to save her seemed like a personal betrayal.
She eventually crept over to the door, pressing her ear against it to listen to the outside. Then, she peeked through the gap near the beverage display fridge, let out an irritated sigh, flattened a large cardboard box on the floor, and lay down on it.
Tap, tap, tap.
She began tapping away on her phone, likely checking the news or social media.
Heh.
"Fuck," she spat.
As expected, the situation outside was dire. She cursed, tossed her phone onto the floor, and closed her eyes.
I waited patiently for her to fall asleep, taking the time to examine the power flowing through my body.
This is insane...
As I quietly focused inward, I could feel an immense, latent strength coursing through my veins. When I had browsed the game's lore and community forums before starting, I remembered reading that an A-rank physical stat was equivalent to a Sword Master in a fantasy world. Since my physical specs were already fully developed, if I could just acquire an aura through training, skills, or unique abilities, I'd be able to manifest sword qi in no time.
Heh, is it finally time to make my move?
While I was examining my inner power, the sound of soft, even breathing reached my ears, confirming she had drifted off to sleep. I stood up and quietly approached the sleeping part-timer.
Oho... look at this bitch...
Her face was somewhat average—well, slightly above average—but now I could see why she had the confidence to keep so many guys on her hook. Even while lying down, her breasts swelled prominently, tapering down to a slender waist that flared out into a beautifully wide set of hips. It was a masterpiece. Feeling a sudden surge of lust, I immediately got to work. I slipped off her shoes, pulled her pants all the way down, and wrapped them tightly around her mouth to gag her.
"Mmph, mmph, mmm..."
She stirred uncomfortably for a brief moment, but she didn't wake.
"Heh, hehehe."
I boldly yanked down the pink panties with the teddy bear print and tossed them aside. Foreplay? I had absolutely no intention of doing any of that.
Rub, rub, squeak.
"Ah... shit..."
However, her bone-dry slit was too tight to accept my massive shaft.
...Do I really have to do this again?
Cunnilingus. It was a skill I had honed and perfected for the girls I met on social media who would freak out at the sheer size of my cock. Of course, sometimes it backfired, and they'd climax from my tongue before I could even get it in, but things were different now. Now... yes, even if she resisted, I could just ram it in.
I slid my hands under her knees, lifting her legs and spreading them wide. Her dark, plump slit, with the inner lips slightly peeking out, was presented right before my eyes. I buried my face straight into it.
Slurp, lick.
"Mnh..."
As I licked upward, stimulating her folds, her hips began to tremble slightly.
Slurp, slurp, lick.
"Haa... haa... haa..."
As I began to thoroughly tease her inner flesh with my tongue and flick her clit, sweet whimpers escaped her lips even in her sleep. But when this bitch finally woke up from the pleasure building up down there and saw me, she'd probably scream in absolute terror.
Slurp, hehe, slurp, suck, mmm, smack.
That was exactly what made this so fun, which was why I had waited. Waited until she fell fast asleep like this.
"Heh, this bitch is a heavy sleeper..."
After stimulating her slit for a while, her inner flesh was dripping with juices, fully prepared to receive my cock. Yet, she showed no signs of waking, her face merely flushed red. It was a bit of a shame not to see her squirming reaction, but the thought of how horrified she would be once she woke up with my massive shaft buried inside her quickly washed that disappointment away.
Squish, squish, squelch.
"Mmmph...?"
As I rubbed my thick head against her wet slit, a confused hum escaped the lips of the half-asleep part-timer.
"Alright~ here it comes~"
Watching her eyes slowly flutter open, I swiftly drove my massive cock deep into her tight, wet hole.