Drakkwall
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Driving down the lane towards the shopping center I looked at the bag of sex toys we had gotten after my sweet Sandra went and pillaged the sex toy shop, there were some porn videos and costumes in it as well but the majority was sex toys like dildos, gags, vibrators and so on. We would have loads of fun with it later, but now we would need to get some supplies from the shopping center, if there was anything left.
As we entered I made sure to have an uzi in hand and a desert eagle in the holster on my belt, I had Sandra carry a 45 caliber revolver, as I knew she had trained in weapons and I didn't want her injured by some deranged survivor, zombie or mutant. "Be sure to keep within seeing range my sweet, we must not get separated." Kissing her I lightly fondled her bosom, making her moan out a little, before pulling back and we both entered the big mall.
It was loaded with things, rotting bodies laid around the floor, there were signs of a battle so they must have been killed by someone or something. There were claw marks on the metal covering over the windows and doorway of a bar called the White Kitty. Walking towards the bar I peeked through one of the claw marks and had to duck as a rifle barrel suddenly peaked out to greet me. "Good lord!" Narrowly dodging the bullet that went off I kicked the barrel, bending the pipe, making it useless to aim with now. There was a feminine scream from inside the bar and whoever held the gun fired in panic, and made bullets smash into the ceiling of the mall building.
Once she was out of ammo I spoke up with a clear voice. "Stop shooting! I am Captain Carlos of the US Military! I came here looking for supplies and survivors!" I had planned this to make sure no panicked free cows would suspect me, I had Sandra stand ready if she kept firing. But she didn't, the rifle was pulled into the bar and slowly the front door opened, the metal covering it covering the frame like a shell, making it impossible to even peel off. By the doorway stood a pair of twins dressed in white fluffy sweaters, white kitty ear headbands and thick white fluffy pants and shoes. They must be either the workers or the owners of the bar, I was a bit disappointed in the average sized mounds on their bodies, but knew that could be easily fixed.
"W-we're Jessy and Jessica Brighton, we have been here for a week, we had been trying to make a new home after the disaster, strange women came, mutants, killed every woman while raping the men before killing them as well. I am not sure if anyone else survived, but we haven't heard from anyone else in a week, we have lost our old clothes, these were the only clean clothes we could wear the last two days."
Nodding I looked around and spoked up as I looked towards the different stores. "We will see if there are any more survivors, but we will also need to see if there's any supplies here, the truck is outside the building so we won't have to go for for transportation. You may stay here if you want to, while I and the private will go look for others, but you may come with us if you wish." Playing the good guy was a bit annoying but it helped me calm down these soon to be cows, they nodded and decided to go with us, they had taken with them a pair of rifles, apparently there was a secret weapon storage in the basement, probably illegal weapons to trade on the streets.
As we walked through the buildings one by one the twins looked at Sandra, and couldn't help but stare at her huge tits, and after a while of searching built up the courage to ask her if those things were natural, both feeling a bit jealous. I had told Sandra to tell anyone who had not yet been trained that she was naturally born with her tits and that the only reason she was not into porn was because her daddy was a general with lots of influence, which was partly true, she had never been into porn before I trained her, but her father kept her strictly to the military business.
We found three more survivors, all women, or rather a thirty years old mother, named Violet, who had watched as the men who had hidden, among them her husband and son, had been the ones we found torn apart inside buildings, apparently the mutants were drawn to men to breed. These three were lucky to have survived, and kind of unlucky to have me find them as they would soon be mine to play with.
After four hours had we ransacked the mall, it filled the entire truck, along with a sixteen wheel trailer I had found at the back of the mall, Violet knew how to drive it as she had worked part time once when the bills were running close. The twins eagerly rode with me and Sandra rode with Violet. There were no sign of any mutants, they must have moved along once all the men were dead, and I knew the camp was still an hour away, though the curious stares from the twins towards my crotch told me Sandra had revealed a bit more then I had told her too, hmmm well as long as it was noting that could make them suspect anything.
As we entered I made sure to have an uzi in hand and a desert eagle in the holster on my belt, I had Sandra carry a 45 caliber revolver, as I knew she had trained in weapons and I didn't want her injured by some deranged survivor, zombie or mutant. "Be sure to keep within seeing range my sweet, we must not get separated." Kissing her I lightly fondled her bosom, making her moan out a little, before pulling back and we both entered the big mall.
It was loaded with things, rotting bodies laid around the floor, there were signs of a battle so they must have been killed by someone or something. There were claw marks on the metal covering over the windows and doorway of a bar called the White Kitty. Walking towards the bar I peeked through one of the claw marks and had to duck as a rifle barrel suddenly peaked out to greet me. "Good lord!" Narrowly dodging the bullet that went off I kicked the barrel, bending the pipe, making it useless to aim with now. There was a feminine scream from inside the bar and whoever held the gun fired in panic, and made bullets smash into the ceiling of the mall building.
Once she was out of ammo I spoke up with a clear voice. "Stop shooting! I am Captain Carlos of the US Military! I came here looking for supplies and survivors!" I had planned this to make sure no panicked free cows would suspect me, I had Sandra stand ready if she kept firing. But she didn't, the rifle was pulled into the bar and slowly the front door opened, the metal covering it covering the frame like a shell, making it impossible to even peel off. By the doorway stood a pair of twins dressed in white fluffy sweaters, white kitty ear headbands and thick white fluffy pants and shoes. They must be either the workers or the owners of the bar, I was a bit disappointed in the average sized mounds on their bodies, but knew that could be easily fixed.
"W-we're Jessy and Jessica Brighton, we have been here for a week, we had been trying to make a new home after the disaster, strange women came, mutants, killed every woman while raping the men before killing them as well. I am not sure if anyone else survived, but we haven't heard from anyone else in a week, we have lost our old clothes, these were the only clean clothes we could wear the last two days."
Nodding I looked around and spoked up as I looked towards the different stores. "We will see if there are any more survivors, but we will also need to see if there's any supplies here, the truck is outside the building so we won't have to go for for transportation. You may stay here if you want to, while I and the private will go look for others, but you may come with us if you wish." Playing the good guy was a bit annoying but it helped me calm down these soon to be cows, they nodded and decided to go with us, they had taken with them a pair of rifles, apparently there was a secret weapon storage in the basement, probably illegal weapons to trade on the streets.
As we walked through the buildings one by one the twins looked at Sandra, and couldn't help but stare at her huge tits, and after a while of searching built up the courage to ask her if those things were natural, both feeling a bit jealous. I had told Sandra to tell anyone who had not yet been trained that she was naturally born with her tits and that the only reason she was not into porn was because her daddy was a general with lots of influence, which was partly true, she had never been into porn before I trained her, but her father kept her strictly to the military business.
We found three more survivors, all women, or rather a thirty years old mother, named Violet, who had watched as the men who had hidden, among them her husband and son, had been the ones we found torn apart inside buildings, apparently the mutants were drawn to men to breed. These three were lucky to have survived, and kind of unlucky to have me find them as they would soon be mine to play with.
After four hours had we ransacked the mall, it filled the entire truck, along with a sixteen wheel trailer I had found at the back of the mall, Violet knew how to drive it as she had worked part time once when the bills were running close. The twins eagerly rode with me and Sandra rode with Violet. There were no sign of any mutants, they must have moved along once all the men were dead, and I knew the camp was still an hour away, though the curious stares from the twins towards my crotch told me Sandra had revealed a bit more then I had told her too, hmmm well as long as it was noting that could make them suspect anything.
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