Chapter 9: The Dying World
The door rattled. I yanked it open.
The woman jumped, eyes wide.
"What?"
"Uh, that is..."
Why the hell was she showing up in leggings in this world? Did she only have that one outfit?
"I was starving for three days... you told me to come to 301 if I was about to die from hunger..."
Right. When food was gone and you figured you'd be dead soon, that was the address.
"Could you give me back some food even a little?"
"Hmm..."
I stared at her for a second, then spoke.
"No, it won't work without something in exchange."
"Huh? W-well, what do you need?"
"I've already taken everything you had. If there's anything left, it has to be that sexy body of yours. You came here in leggings on purpose, right?"
"Ah... t-this... I'm a Pilates instructor, so I'm used to it... if it's about my body... you mean that?"
"Yeah. Sex."
Her face twisted in embarrassment.
A Pilates instructor? It fit her perfectly. The ads always showed exactly this kind of tall, beautiful woman with a perfect body. She had that same vibe.
A classic Pilates instructor beauty. She was probably in her late twenties.
A good-looking face with a little plastic surgery, healthy and curvy, not too skinny.
"Th-then... how much food will you give me?"
"Three cans of tuna at once."
"Y-you're too little... actually, you took it all! It was my food!"
The woman raised her voice a bit. What a shameless bitch.
I pulled a tactical knife from my waist and held it right in front of her eyes.
The air changed instantly and she started trembling.
"Even three cans is too much. I could tie you up right now and play with you until I kill you, then dump you on the street. Police? They don't exist anymore."
"P-please... spare me..."
I slid the knife back in and opened my mouth.
"Decide fast. Don't waste my time."
"C-can I... do it with my mouth?"
"Open wide. One can. Two holes."
"Huh? Just now you said three cans..."
"I changed my mind. The mood's bad."
"Uh... then I'll... I'll do it with my mouth."
I told her to come inside, closed the door behind us.
I couldn't stop staring at the stacks of food piled in the kitchen and my room corner.
"Food... it's a lot..."
"R-right. You can survive on food. A man who's already starving shouldn't be thinking about saving a woman too."
I walked over to her and grabbed her breasts.
"Ah... w-why here..."
She flinched and covered her chest with her hands.
"It's only with my mouth. I need to touch your breasts a little."
She had no choice. She shut her mouth tight and lowered her hands quietly.
I lifted her shirt. A sports bra came out. I pulled it down and her tits bounced free.
Smaller than those of the office lady. Maybe B to C cup.
I kneaded her breasts and pinched her nipples. She shuddered, her tits jiggling.
She turned her face away, eyes closed, lips pressed tight. Probably too embarrassed to moan.
I played with her nipples with my hand and sucked them in my mouth, then said,
"Kneel."
She dropped to her knees on the floor as I ordered. Her hair was tied up in a bun. The exposed nape of her neck looked pretty sexy.
I approached her, grabbed her nose.
"N-nose? Why..."
"Because it looked too straight. Wondered if you'd had surgery."
"I didn't have surgery on my nose..."
I grabbed her nose and her mouth opened naturally. I lowered my pants and shoved my cock into her mouth.
"Suck."
She started sucking properly. Her tongue swirled inside her mouth and she worked it like a lollipop.
Even though it was a stranger, her mouth felt so fucking hot and tight that I got hard instantly. My fully erect cock was almost too big to fit all the way down.
She shook my shaft with her hand now and then, but just deepthroating wasn't enough to make me cum.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her face back and forth.
"Glug... glug... ack... ooh... oooh..."
She moaned as I hit the back of her throat. A few tears welled up. She grabbed my thighs or slapped them but no amount of force would make me let go.
I sped up. Three quick strokes, then slow... four quick ones, then slow again...
I used to get slapped by my ex for doing this. This absolute submission felt even better.
"Pah... h-hard... a little slower... ack... ahk..."
If I said slower, I'd go faster.
I face-fucked her like a fleshlight. Holding one ponytail was easy, so I grabbed her head with both hands and unloaded straight into her mouth.
"Gulp... keheke..."
"Swallow it all."
Even while gulping I followed orders and kept my mouth shut, swallowing loudly. She gave me a resentful look for a second but soon lowered her head, probably from fear.
I pulled my pants up, gave her one can of tuna and another small retort pouch as a bonus.
"Be a good girl and I'll throw in an extra one."
She accepted the food from me. Just as she was about to leave I called out again.
"Hey, Pilates. Don't you thank me?"
She jumped, then bowed her head.
"Th-thank you..."
"Call if you need more."
I slapped her firm, toned ass as she bowed. Definitely a trained, perky butt.
Her sigh echoed down the hallway even after she left. She went quietly up to her own apartment on the second floor.
A little break from the morning. I felt clean.
I tried to light the gas stove to boil ramen, but nothing happened.
The gas had run out too. Makes sense. I guess explosions happened.
I might have to get a camping burner if I wanted to eat ramen.
During the day I'd use the free time to make a bunch of arrows and bolts. Better to raid in the dark at night.
I told the office lady to keep making bolts and arrows. To the black guy I ordered him to make one more crossbow for ranged combat use.
It was good for the black guy to have a ranged weapon when he was in danger. Shooting a crossbow from behind wasn't that hard either.
In the afternoon I saw a group of people walking around outside the window.
Five groups. Ages from twenties to fifties, carrying handmade spears or hammers.
I got tense for a second, thinking they might come to my villa, but they moved far away.
A few hours later I heard glass breaking from a distant place.
A pretty far villa. A naked man lay dead under a broken window. Probably fell out after losing the fight.
As the night deepened again, I left at 1 AM for a raid. The black guy and the office lady both held crossbows now.
I had to head to a more unexplored villa farther away.
Food was getting harder to find than at the start. Other guys were probably doing the same.
Some houses had their front doors busted open. They must have smashed them with a crowbar.
One broken-door house had a young man dead inside. Blood was still fresh. He died not long ago. Of course all his food was taken.
While I searched the desk I found something strange.
A small crank with a flashlight and radio attached.
I turned the crank. It hummed, a generator.
"This is a crank radio."
The office lady said she recognized it.
"Do you know what it is?"
"Yeah. A hand-cranked generator that charges batteries. It has a flashlight and radio function. Since it's a generator I can charge other small electronics too, like a phone."
I turned on the radio but no stations were picking up.
"I think... because of the solar storm, radio waves are being disrupted. Auroras look this clear because of the storm, right?"
Without even radio, this world was bleak. Still, I was glad I could keep using the flashlight. With a phone charged I could at least play offline games.
I kept looting empty houses and taking what I could from occupied ones. The office lady could pick locks easily, so she'd be better than others at raiding.
Anyone who showed resistance got a crossbow bolt shot right next to their face. The thunk of the bolt hitting wood made everyone back down.
I found another house with a broken door.
Inside, a woman lay on the floor naked, hands and feet bound, crying.
She was just an average-looking woman.
Her legs were spread wide and pulled up, exposing her pussy completely. If she stayed like that it would be painful.
A pair of panties was stuffed in her mouth. We approached and she made muffled sounds, wriggling.
Her face, body, and even her pussy were covered in dirty cum. It looked like she'd been used by quite a few people.
We searched the house. Food was completely gone.
I took out my knife and freed her limbs.
"P-please... spare me... please... ugh..."
"How many came?"
"I-I don't know exactly... a-about ten..."
A decent number. More numbers meant easier fighting but I'd have to carry more food.
"If you're going to do it... go ahead... please don't hit me..."
Her face showed bruises and her body had bruises and small wounds. She was resisting and got beaten. Her eyes were completely terrified.
The way she naturally arched her ass up to make it easier to fuck showed how much she suffered. She sobbed with her face buried in the floor.
We left the crying woman behind and stepped out of the house. I didn't want to fuck her when she was average-looking and already covered in cum.
We kept searching until we filled our three backpacks completely. We found a few more corpses. Starved bodies. Beaten bodies. All kinds.
I brought all the collected food back to my house and divided it into five-day portions for each.
"This is enough for two days. When it runs out I'll divide more. If you have any complaints, tell me now."
"No, I'm fine."
"Me too."
The next morning the office lady came to my house.
"Pilates, what's up?"
"H-hey, I'm not the office lady... actually the food is running out..."
"Ah... wait, I'll give it to you right away."
I came out with two days' worth of food and handed it to her.
"Why... why not come to my house?"
She lowered her head shyly and spoke carefully. Red cheeks and a slightly swollen lip. What the hell was that...
"Why?"
"I... I have to pay my own food too... I can give you a massage..."
"Yeah... come in."
The moment she quietly closed the front door I grabbed her waist and kissed her. I groped her tits and ass while carrying her to the bed.
While I pleasured her she moaned breathlessly.
"Ah... good... hah... heup..."
I squeezed her big breasts with both hands and shoved two fingers into her pussy.
Cute little moans. Fingers pinching her nipples. Her soft hands caressing my body...
I turned her around, lifted her ass, and started pistoning.
"Ah... haaah... I-I... I'm your slave... do whatever you want..."
"Yeah... this pussy and these tits are mine, bitch."
Her hips and ass jerked as she squirted when she came.
Just before I finished I pulled out of her pussy and painted her ass full of cum.
When I lay next to her she crawled over, kissed me, and kept touching my still-sensitive pussy and tits. I felt even better.
"Don't you ever stop doing it for a day?"
"No... not that... I just miss you... you're such a man. You're way hotter than those idols."
Yeah, that choice had paid off. Super Regeneration also boosted my libido.
I fucked her once more and she went to the bathroom to shower.
"Eh? No water comes out?"
"Really?"
I turned on every faucet but the water trickled out and then stopped.
I expected the water to run out soon. Washing properly was going to be hard now. I had to conserve the water I had in the pet bottles.
"Sigh... water's gone. Since I have water in the pet bottles, I'll just clean my pussy and the cum with that."
Showering was now a luxury I couldn't afford.
Super Regeneration
The world was falling apart.