A Female Pharmacist Can Do Anything...
One person had survived.
"Huff... huff..."
Crouched in the corner, trembling, was the pharmacist. Hmm. White semen still trickled from between her legs, and though she was naked, someone had dressed her in a pharmacist's gown—probably to make the sight even more arousing. It was a little disappointing.
"Hey."
"...Y-yes! Did you call for me?"
"Yeah. You're a pharmacist, right? Explain the medicines here, category by category. I only really know about drugs."
"..."
She fell silent for a moment at the absurd request, then began listing the drugs in the pharmacy one by one. While she spoke, I started storing the medicines in my inventory. Ignoring the pharmacist's slight surprise at the sight, I filled all twelve inventory slots and then grabbed black plastic bags from inside the pharmacy to carry the rest.
"Stay here and guard the place. And... you need to wash up." I bought a two-liter bottle of water from the shop and tossed it to her, thinking to myself that the pharmacy probably had running water anyway. What a waste of points.
Things hadn't gone according to plan. I'd already made three round trips to this pharmacy today. Who knew there were so many different kinds of antibiotics? When they wouldn't stack in my inventory, I smacked my forehead. Damn it.
There was no way I could bring Si-young along—she'd just smile and greet me every time I came back.
"Oppa, you're back already? Hehe, want a welcome-home kiss?♡"
The sweet scent drifting from her made me want to take her right there, but I held back. Still, I accepted every kiss she offered.
While I was finishing up at the now somewhat organized pharmacy, the female pharmacist spoke up.
"Um... couldn't you take me with you?"
Her pleading tone annoyed me a little. I asked her a few questions. Name: Park Heejung. Age: thirty-one. Four years as a pharmacist.
Her status window confirmed what I already knew—she wasn't a virgin; I'd watched her get fucked right in front of me. No wounds on her naked body, and she hadn't turned, so she wasn't infected either. Her face was decent enough. The bastards I'd sent to the sky had probably targeted her because she was pretty. She wasn't someone I'd want to keep around forever, but she'd make a fine occasional snack. Plus, as a pharmacist, she had solid medical knowledge. She was clearly capable.
I'd needed a doctor or pharmacist anyway. An old male doctor with white hair versus a rather attractive female pharmacist I'd personally seen get raped—obviously, the latter won. She couldn't perform surgery, but if she awakened as a healer, she'd be worth recruiting immediately.
"I... you can do whatever you want with me..."
When I stayed silent, lost in thought, she grew anxious and started fumbling to remove the clothes she'd just put on.
"No need to strip. Let's make a few things clear."
"Ah, yes..."
"If you follow me, you'll become a slave. You'll obey my every word and handle whatever tasks are needed."
I continued, "That means spreading your legs whenever and wherever I tell you to, no matter who's watching. Can you do that?"
Though she'd only been a slave for two days, the hardships must have worn her down—she nodded while sniffling.
"Sob... yes... I'll do anything you say."
"Master."
"Ah... yes... I'll do anything you say, Master..."
"Good. Follow me."
I'd gained a useful slave. Since I didn't have enough hands to carry all the medicine, bringing her along was perfect timing. I took her back to the villa and put her in the unit next to Si-young's after shorting the door lock with a battery. While I was at it, I cleaned the entire villa. All but two units were empty. The two occupied ones held trembling men, so I kicked them out.
"Get lost. If you come back, I'll kill you. That's not a bluff."
"Eek—"
Whether they were moved by my menacing expression or the shabby sword pointed at them, the two men gritted their teeth and fled. Watching their backs, I thought to myself that this place wasn't ideal—its glass doors were already shattered. I'd need to find somewhere better soon.
Since I planned to relocate, I let the men go. They didn't seem like the type to seek revenge after hiding at home since the apocalypse began, so they probably wouldn't attack me or Si-young.
Finally, I tested Park Heejung's awakening. As expected, she failed. The system seemed to favor first-come, first-served, so that theory was solidifying—though I didn't have much data to compare it against.
Back home, I washed her thoroughly and fucked her once, carving the memory of her master's cock into every inch of her body. When Si-young returned...
"Jin-woo oppa... who's the woman next door?"
I was momentarily at a loss for words.
***
"Jin-woo oppa... who's the woman next door?"
Si-young didn't look angry as she asked. If she had been, I might've needed to discipline her again. Instead, she simply pressed herself lightly against me, looking up as if demanding more attention. It was rather cute.
"Oppa... this villa is pretty old, so the soundproofing isn't great..."
She must have heard everything from next door—my voice during Heejung's slave training, and Heejung's own cries while I pounded her.
"Jin-woo, ahhh— I love it, Jin-woo—"
"I told you to call me Master!"
"Aahhh, Master— please fuck me harder—"
Her lips pouted slightly.
"I want to moan your name while you fuck me too...♡"
Ha... I couldn't hold back this time.
Anyway, I had to run around outside all day and manage the house—and the cocks—inside too. It was all my own doing, so I'd have to deal with it.
"Turn around and grab the wall."
"Aah—"
At my command, Si-young immediately faced the shoe cabinet by the front door, wiggling her hips. The panty lines visible through her tracksuit as she swayed side to side were incredibly arousing.
I approached quietly, groping her ass while burying my nose in it to take a deep sniff.
"Sniff— haa."
"Hik— Oppa... that's a dirty place..."
"Shut up and stay still. If you've got nothing else to do, at least take your top off while you wait."
"Yeees..."
Si-young, now obedient to my instructions, removed her T-shirt, revealing her bare skin. I couldn't hold back any longer. As she stripped her upper body, I yanked her tracksuit pants down. She wasn't wearing a bra—probably because we were home—which explained why her nipples had been faintly visible earlier. I wondered when she'd show me the full matching set. Usually it was the other way around, wasn't it?
Shaking off the pointless thought, I admired Si-young's naked body. Even though I'd had her before, the sight never failed to arouse me. Her perfectly proportioned, snow-white form was never boring to look at. Three hints of pink peeked out here and there. I explored them one by one, starting from the top.
I stood her upright.
"Chuu—"
Grabbing her breasts firmly, I claimed her lips first. A faint peach flavor lingered on her slightly parted lips. Her moist tongue and saliva passed over to me.
Next came the stiff nipples that had been bothering my hands. Si-young's nipples were soft when relaxed, but now, aroused, they stood erect. I licked them lightly, then nibbled.
"Haaahhh♡ Oppa... be gentle...♡"
Finally, her already-slick pussy. Before tasting it, I slipped my fingers in and stirred. Finding the spot inside her entrance that made her body tremble violently, I pressed down.
"Squish. Squish. Press—"
When I pushed on her first G-spot, she cried out.
"Haaahhh♡ Shiver."
Her body quivered like a newborn fawn as she curled up. "Kekeke." The sight of a twenty-year-old college girl trembling and making faces from just one of my fingers—like I was conducting an orchestra—never failed to excite me.
I turned her around again and pushed her against the wall. Positioning my cock at her entrance, I tapped it a few times before thrusting in all at once.
"Thrust—"
"Haaahhh♡"
Her reaction was so intense that if I hadn't been holding her firmly against the wall, she would've collapsed right there. She'd already come.
"Feels good? You begged so much for this cock—enjoy it properly. I'll pull out and put it back in."
"Oppa♡ I... I just came...♡"
"Shut up. Is it only about you enjoying yourself?"
"Squelch. Squelch—"
Her pussy was so wet that the shoe cabinet was already soaked. I shoved the shoes aside and kept pounding her, slapping her ass repeatedly.
"Smack— Smack—"
Each strike turned her once-pale cheeks a bright red. The way her plump ass jiggled was deeply satisfying.
"Haa♡ Jin-woo oppa~♡ Haaah~"
"You gonna come?"
I knew the signs from experience—the gushing fluids and desperate moans meant she was about to climax hard.
"Yes— hik. Oppa, I... I'm coming—"
"Haaahhhhh♡"
Matching her pace, I thrust deep.
"Throb. Throb! Huff— huff—"
Holding her close, I matched my breathing to hers. Her large breasts in my hands kept my cock from softening. I gave her a few more thrusts before pulling out, savoring her post-orgasm clench.
"Drip—"
"Clean it."
"Yes, oppa. Haah— chuu— slurp—"
This perverted girl acted like coming once was nothing and immediately focused on licking my cock clean. Still, she was pretty, so everything she did looked pretty.
***
Before heading out again, I decided to cook ramen to refill my empty stomach. As I was about to tear open three packs...
No, fuck that. I hunted, gathered medicine, secured food, and satisfied their sexual needs. Now they wanted me to cook too? No way.
I went next door, fetched Park Heejung, and sat her down beside Si-young.
"Whoever's good at making ramen, raise your hand."
"Ah... Master, me!"
"Master? You only say that during sex...?"
"You can't even cook ramen—what the hell are you good for, Si-young?"
"Hehe. I'm pretty, aren't I?♡ Plus, I'm the virgin you got to fuck first.♡"
Si-young boasted proudly while Heejung averted her gaze.
"You've got plenty of boyfriends over there."
"Those are machines! They even have silicone and rubber!"
"Ah... whatever. Heejung, you're cooking today. I'm tired, so I'm taking a nap."
"Understood, Master."
As she spoke, Heejung walked away with an exaggerated sway in her hips. Was she trying to say her ass was her best feature? The women could handle their own catfight. Heejung was six years older than me, but I couldn't speak casually to a slave. Still, she was smart—she accepted her new reality without issue and probably wouldn't start pointless power struggles with Si-young. After all, anyone could see Si-young held the official-wife position here.
Anyway, morning fuck, afternoon fuck, how many at night? This wasn't some three-in-the-morning, four-in-the-evening nonsense—I was living like some legendary stud, draining myself dry. Grumbling about my fate, I fell asleep. I'd need to conserve energy if I wanted to move later.