After ACE Comes F
While Kim Jinwoo was still at home, night had fallen over Geumtaeyang High School in Gunpo, Gyeonggi Province. In the pitch-black darkness, a woman sorted through supplies inside a storage shed, relying solely on the faint glow of her smartphone.
“Ha… I really do need to go out and scavenge for more food…”
Stacks of provisions capable of feeding one person for a long time sat in front of her, yet her expression remained grim.
“I… I have to protect the kids.”
She clenched her fist, steeling her resolve. At that moment, a figure approached her.
“Dayeon, are you okay?! You look so down~!”
“Ah, Liv, it’s nothing. And I told you to call me teacher. The kids are waiting. Let’s head back inside.”
“Okay~! Teacher, let’s play board games together~!”
When the light from the smartphone hit her hair, it gleamed a vivid red. The woman called Liv.
“Hmm? I have a lot of work to do, Liv. Why don’t you play with your friends?”
“No one but Dayeon will play with me…”
“Instead of sulking, how about trying to talk to them first?”
“Okay…”
The teacher gently stroked the back of a dejected Liv, offering comfort. “Also, let’s practice your Korean, Liv. We’re going to be living here from now on. It’ll be inconvenient if we can’t communicate properly.”
“I speak Korean well~! And… can we… really keep surviving…?”
“Don’t say things like that. Teacher will protect you no matter what.”
The two embraced each other tightly, enduring yet another day in a world that had become hell. They had no idea that Kim Jinwoo had his eyes on this ridiculously named high school.
It was the sixth day of the apocalypse. As usual, I woke up to the sight of Heejung already awake and servicing my cock.
Slurp. Sluuuurp.
The other two were still fast asleep, their bodies covered in the marks of last night’s debauchery. I gave their soft, massive tits and squishy cheeks a good squeeze.
“Heejung, climb on up.”
“Yes, Master.”
Squelch.
Heejung straddled my cock, grinding her soaked pussy against it a few times before lowering her hips and swallowing my entire length in one smooth motion.
“Hngh— Does it feel good, Master…? ♡”
“Heh, your cunt’s top-tier, Heejung. Did you get it all nice and wet for me first thing in the morning?”
“Not at all. For you, Master… I’d do anything… ♡”
Hah. Haah—
She rocked back and forth like she was riding a rodeo bull, then switched to long, deep strokes that massaged me from the head all the way to the base. Heejung used her entire body to worship me.
Now that I think about it, I told that bitch Siyoung to ask Heejung about her situation. Haven’t heard shit since.
Slap. I gave Siyoung’s tit a light smack.
Hngh…
This is annoying. I’ll just ask her myself.
I grabbed Heejung’s breasts and thrust my hips upward.
Spurt, spuuurt!
Without even asking for permission, I hoisted Heejung—still trembling from her orgasm—over my shoulder and carried her straight to the bathroom.
After receiving Heejung’s devoted service and washing up, I sank into the warm bathwater.
“Heejung, come here and get on top of me.”
“Yes, Master.”
Squelch.
I loved how naturally she became my personal cock sleeve even underwater. No matter how much of a slave she was, Heejung handled most of the work around the house. There was no way I wouldn’t want to spoil her a little.
I groped her firm ass and perky, elastic breasts while she smiled at me. Then I spoke.
“Don’t you think it’s about time you told me? Heejung? Look. My cock’s still this hard because it wants you so bad.”
I paused for a moment.
“Still don’t trust me? I keep telling you I have zero intention of throwing you away. Even if you wanted to leave, I wouldn’t let you.”
“Hngh… What exactly are you curious about, Master…?”
Only then did she hesitantly begin to open up. It was the same old story. She had no desire to go looking for the husband who’d cheated on her because she was too busy. And above all else—
“I can’t live without Master’s cock anymore.”
Heejung’s words stroked my ego perfectly. I felt a little bad that she still seemed to be watching my mood, but that submissive side of her made my dick throb so hard I simply stroked her hair in silence.
Hee… ♡
I’d heard that once a married woman hits her thirties, her sex drive explodes. It seemed true—she really did want to keep fucking me. She even complained that her husband’s dick was a pathetic little thing that would cum after one pathetic thrust. She went into great detail about how my cock felt inside her. I listened while we fucked until the bathwater was splashing everywhere.
Splash. Splash. Splash—
I gave her a fresh load of cum as a gift.
Spuuuurt!
“Haaaaang… ♡”
Heejung trembled several times, then weakly wrapped her arms around my shoulders. Without even taking time to enjoy the afterglow, she took my cock into her mouth and began cleaning it.
Hmm. Yeah, I should probably just leave her be. She really was born for service. As long as I gave her occasional mental-care sex, she’d be fine.
“Heejung. Once you’re done cleaning, make me some food.”
“Hee… ♡ Yes… ♡ Master… ♡”
Seeing her beam with genuine happiness made me feel relieved.
I ate chicken for a late breakfast-slash-lunch. The savory aroma unique to deep-fried chicken mixed with the seasoning I’d gotten from the D-Mart, assaulting my nose in the best way.
Yeah, fuck. This is it. That goddamn status window keeps splitting everything up and making me work for it.
Technically Heejung did all the work, but since she belonged to me, it was basically my achievement. Results from AI are still credited to the user, right?
Is this even the right way to use it?
Anyway, both the drumsticks and the breast meat I’d bought from the shop were insanely delicious. The flour batter and frying powder created the perfect crunch, while the inside was unbelievably moist. Every bite made the juices seep slowly between the fibers, mixing with the oil and teasing my tongue. The perfect balance of the seasoning’s sweetness, spiciness, and saltiness had me licking the sauce off my own fingers.
In this apocalypse, not many people were probably eating this well. That thought made the moment feel even more precious.
And to top it off—
A cold glass of cola. Fuck, this was heaven. If there was any left, I’d have a beer with it tonight. The flavor would change again. Chicken, beer, and sex—would that be double heaven? I’d have to test out this daily question.
Siyoung, sitting beside me, also seemed moved by the intense flavor of the greasy fried chicken.
Status window. Female tab.
I opened the window while eating. There were two women I was keeping an eye on right now. The first one was—
The minimap’s range had increased, so when I searched for women over twenty who were still virgins, the results were great. Kang Dayeon and Park Sejung. Two virgins. I planned to visit them in order.
But soon the status window flickered. One of them disappeared. It seemed that in the short time between my search and confirmation, she had lost her virginity. The condition of being over twenty probably hadn’t suddenly vanished. Or maybe she had died. Well, rest in peace. It was a shame, but I told myself she might have been ugly anyway and moved on. It couldn’t be helped. No point dwelling on the past. The future was what mattered.
The real reason I’d scouted the power structure around Uiwang was because of this woman, Kang Dayeon. An F-cup virgin. Fuck. Just reading that info made my cock twitch.
“I’m cumming, Jihye.”
Spuuuurt!
Gulp. Gulp… Kek.
“You agree, right, Jihye?”
Grin.
Nod nod.
Jihye smiled and nodded even though she clearly had no idea what I was talking about. As expected, my judgment was correct. Time to move for that F-cup virgin. I’d head over today, check her out, and prepare to claim her.
But why would a twenty-three-year-old woman be at a high school? If she were a full teacher, she’d have to be at least twenty-five or twenty-six after the licensing exam. Maybe a student teacher? Her occupation had changed to Hunter, so I couldn’t see her previous job. She could’ve been a janitor or part-timer. Ha… I hope she’s pretty.
“Jihye, noona. Once you’re done cleaning, come up and feed me.”
“Hee… ♡ Our Jinwoo, Noona will feed you… You have to chew carefully… ♡”
While eating the chicken Jihye fed me, I planned today’s route. On the way, I’d check on the second woman I’d bookmarked—the one taking care of her sick father, the pretty convenience store girl. Then I’d head to the school and see if she was actually hot. After that, crossing over to Gunpo and raiding the gas station there would be perfect.
Siyoung had been chewing on chicken breast the whole time, comparing its texture to her own tits. I gave her a quick fuck before leaving the house.
On the way, I stopped by a manga café and grabbed a bunch of comic books and novels. The three of them had complained there was nothing to do while I was gone. They regretted not downloading more movies. Since I’d received the feedback, I acted on it. I stopped by the movie theater and passed the security center. No one tried to stop me. There were zombies, sure, but I’d imagined a hard drive full of movies. Failed. It wasn’t set up for storage—it required a passkey and only allowed playback during a specific period. It took me a while of reading the scattered papers on the desk to figure that out.
With no other choice, I stopped by a used bookstore and the D-Mart, grabbed some DVDs, and dropped them off at home. The people hiding in the D-Mart seemed to be doing fine. I exchanged greetings with that male student before leaving. I cleared out a few nearby monsters and received the DVDs as payment. I’d grown a lot—I even knew how to make deals like this now.
Then another problem popped up. Fuck. Why did problems keep appearing? Siyoung’s house had a brand-new computer with no CD drive. Same with the TV. Why the hell would they remove a perfectly useful function while making everything “newer”? What a piece of shit. I didn’t go back. Instead, I filled one of my inventory slots with an old laptop. I could use it when I blew up the gas station anyway.
I went near the semi-basement to find the girl I’d met last time, Pyunsoon. Her father was dying alone. I turned on the minimap to check. She was visible at some convenience store. She probably went there because it was familiar from her old job.
Oh. So the pretty part-timer with the delicious-looking tits had gone to find food for her dad and ended up trapped with nowhere to go. Instead of just giving her food and fucking her, I now had a much more effective bargaining chip. Two lives. Let’s go see her.