The Middle-Aged Shut-In and the Apocalypse - Chapter 10

Chat Group ☆Gathering of Necro-Transgressors☆

【Chat Group】

☆Gathering of Necro-Transgressors☆

Hikki No. 2:

My loli-busty-milf-chan stopped her biting habit, woof!

Deep-kissing breeding presses are going smoothly now, woof.

Hikki No. 3:

When I tried to make her give me a blowjob, she bit my dick. Ouchie (・ω・)

Hikki No. 1:

<(゜ロ゜;)>

Hikki No. 2:

Looks like they aren't very good at it if they didn't have experience when they were alive.

My milf-chan is a good doggy who can do anything.

Hikki No. 1:

I've got a milf who's already given birth at my place, and she's incredible.

The way she grinds her hips feels like she's devouring my cock.

At first, I thought she was like a modest countryside girl, but once her switch gets flipped, she turns into a completely different person ☆Mi

Hikki No. 3:

No. 1-san, your strike zone is remarkably wide...

High school girls (JKs) are more than enough for me.

I just finished the onaho treatment for the new JK-chan I picked up.

Image, Image, Image

Hikki No. 2:

No. 3-san, you're seriously amazing.

Restraining them and lining them up as ass-onahos is electrifying.

Hikki No. 3:

Well, if I don't restrain them so they can't move, it's scary...

I don't have anything else to do, so I just take turns having sex with them all day long.

Hikki No. 1:

If you keep creampieing and banging them for about a week, they might evolve.

Hikki No. 2:

My loli-busty milf zombie-chan felt exactly like that.

For now, I'm keeping observation records and logging the number of creampies.

Man, my penis is seriously rock hard, woof.

Hikki No. 1:

If they are the routine-type zombies, they might be easier to handle even after they evolve.

The wandering-type zombie girls desperately want semen, so they act super spoiled.

Hikki No. 3:

Ah~, sounds like the zombies might start fighting among themselves then.

Over here, I've got five routine-type JKs, so I'll see what happens.

Check this out.

The feel of their pussies is different for every single one lol.

Hikki No. 1:

（ ゜д゜）An analysis of a hundred girls.

Hikki No. 2:

"This isn't jealousy" (regular meme quote).

Hikki No. 3:

I locked up the girls' school tightly.

It's a paradise where no unnecessary outsiders can get in lol.

Hikki No. 1:

An old guy like me couldn't handle that.

Even with just three zombie girls, I have more sexual desire than I can deal with.

Hikki No. 2:

"Dealing with too much" (regular meme quote).

Hikki No. 3:

Seriously, seriously, it really is overwhelming.

By the way, what happens if an outsider is a woman?

Hikki No. 1:

Our only sample size is the three of us, so who knows.

It seems pollution resistance varies by race and gender.

Or rather, if you have contamination resistance, you might be totally fine even if you go through a gate.

Hikki No. 2:

That sounds highly plausible.

Unlike cases where people instantly die at gates in other prefectures, non-resistant people in the zombie zone turn into zombies immediately-desu-wa.

Hikki No. 2:

Who knows, woof.

In areas with low infection rates, you can't even tell whether someone has resistance or not in the first place.

Whoops, logging off for a bit, woof.

Looks like my loli-busty-chan has been completely broken in by my cock, so I'm going to go fire off a streak of finishing creampies, woof.

Hikki No. 3:

RIP to the milf-chan who got broken in by a fat otaku's cock.

Hikki No. 2:

Don't call me a fat, creepy otaku (´・ω・｀)

Hikki No. 1:

I think I'll take a nap too.

Though even while I'm sleeping next to my daughter, the mommy zombie keeps grinding her ass on top of me.

Hikki No. 3:

Hooray for the mother-daughter bowl.

I've got a childhood friend zombie girl mixed in mine, so I'll try using her as a body pillow. Cya~

It seems my fellow peers are living reasonably stable lives.

Though it's unclear how long the lifelines and utilities will last.

These days, some houses are fully electric, so as long as power keeps running, I feel like we can get by somehow.

As a government policy, they supposedly maintain utilities in abandoned districts as much as possible.

Well, it's strictly a token gesture to ease their conscience.

It'll be a miracle if that guilt keeps things running for even a few years.

If an electricity-induced fire breaks out, there's no way to restore it anyway.

From the start, I've been a hermit who fled from modern society.

I prepared myself to be abandoned, and even if I step outside, it feels like the world itself is heading toward destruction.

In that sense, a necro-zone where no refugees come flooding in might actually be a sanctuary.

The city is undamaged, resources are left behind exactly as they were, and only the humans have turned into zombies.

"Alright. Let's increase the number of planters today."

I'm in the mood for fresh vegetables.

It's not like I can eat them right away, but with an indoor planter garden, I can cheat the seasons.

For starters, cherry tomatoes, shishito peppers, and radishes.

The potted basil is convenient, so I'll add one more pot of that.

Bean sprouts and radish sprouts don't take much effort.

Those become edible about a week after they start growing.

I've bought a massive amount of supplements, but psychologically, raw vegetables are a must.

In terms of dietary life, the one thing I can't get my hands on is fresh eggs.

For that, my only option would be to let chickens range free.

But taking care of living creatures is a hassle.

"Oo... aa... oo..."

Shion, sitting on a log bench, is sunbathing while making groaning noises, but zombies don't count as living creatures.

I don't want her going outside like a house cat, but whenever I go out into the yard, she follows me.

She doesn't try to go outside the wall, so I overlook it.

I drive the shovel into the compost pile.

I've already mixed natural humus into the garden soil, but I suppose I'll scatter some chicken manure just in case.

I transfer soil into the planters and plant the seeds.

"Let's scatter a bit more humus."

The home garden where the Hell Gate appeared has returned to normal.

Or rather, I put it back.

It's infuriating that the soil I nurtured was ruined.

If I recall correctly, it was right around here.

Just as I thought that, I fell through again.

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