“Hello? Hellooooooo? Is anyone there?”
Astrid hissed through her teeth in frustration. The yelling voice echoed through the forest, startling a number of small birds. The volume of the sound was a dead giveaway, and certain to alert any Mutants in the vicinity to their presence.
For a moment she considered abandoning whoever could possibly be damn fool enough to be shouting in her woods, but if she did the person would probably just keep yelling, so Astrid was going to have to deal with it one way or another. She stood, abandoning the trap she had been crouched over, and hefted her rifle pragmatically before stalking off in the general direction of the voice.
Astrid was well-practiced at moving through the woods in total silence, and came to a stop just far enough away from her target to observe without being seen herself.
The noisy culprit appeared to be a young woman, accompanied by a much younger child. The two were at least geared up for a journey through the thick forest, each carrying a clearly well-stuffed backpack with a bedroll lashed to the top. Multiple water containers dangled from each pack. So they weren’t complete idiots, at least. Still-
The woman took a deep breath and opened her mouth, clearly about to make another attempt at locating whoever it was she was looking for. Cursing silently to herself, Astrid darted forward in time to come up behind the woman and slap a hand over her mouth before she could finish.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Astrid growled in her ear. “You’re going to bring the Mutants right to you, damn fool woman.”
The woman gasped and stiffened at Astrid’s sudden appearance, and Astrid felt her mouth close behind the covering hand. When she was certain that the woman was not going to scream, Astrid let her go and backed away a step.
Damn. Even from that quick contact, pressed up behind her, Astrid was hard. This day was just going from bad to worse. Her touch-starved body eagerly sized up the woman she had just been pressed against; plump hips and breasts, long dark hair, and wide, wet eyes. Very breakable.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” Astrid spat.
The woman’s eyes widened as she took in Astrid. Astrid knew she was an imposing figure herself, a large bear of a woman with short hair and dark skin weathered by years of rough living, dressed for survival in the woods. The rifle she was still brandishing probably capped off her dangerous first impression.
Still, the woman looked at least as excited as she was scared. She stepped protectively in front of the young girl, but otherwise made no defensive gestures. Curious.
“Are you Astrid?” she asked. “The woman of the woods?”
Astrid snorted. “Haven’t heard that one before. What’s it to ya?”
“Please,” the woman begged, “I’m Nora, and this is my daughter Genevieve. We were told you could help us. We’re looking for a guide through the woods. We- we can pay you. I have money.”
“Pay?” Astrid laughed. “Where the hell are you from that cash is still any good? What the fuck you think I got any use for money? What, am I gonna go down to the local raccoon coffee shop and get a damned latte? Whatever paradise you apparently came from, you best get back to it. You clearly know jack shit about protecting yourself from Mutants out here.”
“I-” the woman hesitated. “I was told there weren’t any Mutants in these woods. Don't the woods protect the town on the far side? I was told it’s safe there.”
“Damn lady, who’ve you been talking to?” Astrid groused. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. There’re fewer Mutants in the woods, just ‘cause the trees are so tight. They end up hurting themselves in their rage most of the time. Sure as shit ain’t none. Ain’t no fuckin’ town on the other side to speak of either. Couple abandoned buildings maybe. Definitely more Mutants out that way once you break the treeline.”
“No, that’s-” The woman blinked rapidly. “That can’t be right.” She hugged the little girl tighter against her leg with one arm. “We were told there’s a sanctuary there. Please, our supplies are starting to run low. You have to help us get through.”
Astrid eyed the two up and down. She briefly considered just shooting them both and taking their supplies. The packs looked fairly new; they’d be bound to be useful.
Her gaze fell back to the woman’s hips, her generous bosom. Her treacherous libido twinged. She sighed. Just couldn’t catch a fucking break, could she? Shit.
“Look,” she offered. “Even if I did want to help you make your way to your damn-fool death, you’re not gonna get to the far edge of the trees before nightfall. Best I can offer you is a place to sleep one night and some supplies to help you make it that far. Take it or leave it.”
The woman bit her lip, glancing between Astrid and her daughter as she considered. Finally she nodded. “Alright.”
Astrid nodded as well in return and reached into one of her many vest pockets to take out a handful of the black handkerchiefs she used for marking traps. “Great. Now, no offense, but I don’t trust you as far as I can throw you. I’m gonna put these over your eyes so you can’t find me again later to bother me with your damn nonsense.”
Nora frowned, but didn’t protest as Astrid quickly tied a cloth around first the little girl’s eyes and then her own. She did, however, pull her hand away when Astrid grabbed her wrist to tie that as well. “What-?”
“Gotta keep you from peeking,” Astrid told her.
“Can I just carry Evie instead?” Nora offered. “That’ll keep my hands full. And it will be easier for you to guide one of us blindfolded than two, no?”
Astrid snorted skeptically, but gamely went over to the child and lifted her up, plopping her down into her mother’s arms. The girl was really starting to verge on too big to be carried like that, but her mother gamely hefted her up, encouraging her to wrap her arms around her neck to better hold on. After she had done so, Astrid tied the little girl’s wrists together with a spare kerchief; best not to have her peeking either.
Having prepared them, Astrid grabbed Nora by the shoulders and began to direct them back to the bunker.
It wasn’t actually a far walk, but she took them on a far more circuitous path than was required, doing her best to confuse Nora’s sense of direction. It didn't hurt that this allowed her to walk closer to the woman, keeping hands on her warm shoulders the entire time and occasionally moving one down to her hip to help direct her. If she occasionally brushed against the side of the woman's breasts while doing so, well, hey, she was just making sure she didn't fall. She was carrying a child after all.
Eventually they came to the ruined crater of a building that held the concealed bunker door under a false floor. Astrid let go of the woman long enough to turn the large crank wheel that opened the hatch.
“Watch your step,” she muttered. “Stairs coming up.” Ushering her two guests into the safehouse, Astrid shut and barred the door behind them, flicking on the lights and leading them down the long cement hallway that was the bunker’s entrance and into her makeshift “ready room.” Only then did she finally untie the child’s wrists and pull the blindfold off of Nora.
The woman looked around, taking in the neglected remnants of what had once been a well-appointed laboratory with an expression of confusion. “What is this place?” she asked. She set her daughter down and absently helped her remove her own blindfold.
Astrid leaned against one of the lab counters and made a cynical presentation gesture towards the room at large. “Welcome to where the world ended,” she offered.
Nora’s eyes widened. “No... this is where...?”
Astrid nodded. “The lab where they turned people into mindless monsters. You got it. Makes a handy survival bunker.”
Nora self-consciously plucked at the collar of her shirt, as though about to pull the fabric up over her nose and mouth. “Isn’t it dangerous? Is there any chance of... contamination?”
Astrid shook her head. “The original virus that mutated them was short-lived. Only spreads through bites now, as far as I’ve been able to tell. And other body fluids, though lord knows most people get bit before they get raped.”
Nora looked scandalized, and placed her hands over her daughter’s ears. “Watch it,” she snapped. “She’s only a child.”
Astrid shrugged. “Don’t know what you’re protecting her from. This is the world she’s gonna grow up in, if she gets to grow up at all. The Mutants will try to fuck anything too big to tear in half and eat. She should be prepared for what she’s gonna run into, if you want her to be able to take care of herself.”
Nora didn’t respond, but her frown made Astrid think that she was at least seriously considering the words. “Come on,” Astrid said, “I’ll give you the grand tour.”
And so she led Nora and her daughter through the bunker, on a tour of the steadily descending floors buried in the earth, showing them the agricultural facility, the workshop, the little kitchen and rec area. It was strange to see someone else in the space where Astrid had spent so much time alone. Let alone someone with such... tempting features. She watched Nora brush her hand against the back of a couch where Astrid often lounged when she was pleasuring herself, and imagined what it would be like to fuck the woman hard over the arm of that particular piece of furniture. Finally, they traveled far enough down to reach the barracks.
“Mommy, can I go play?” Genevieve asked, tugging at the hem of her mother’s shirt.
Nora looked up at Astrid for confirmation.
Astrid frowned, but considered. “Stay in the rec area one floor up,” she instructed. “And don’t break anything.”
“Okay!” said the little girl cheerfully, before turning around and darting up the stairs two at a time. Astrid rolled her eyes. Children were children, she supposed. The world might be ending, but she probably didn’t have much frame of reference for it being any different.
“So,” said Nora quietly once her daughter had left the room, “tomorrow, you’ll take us to the edge of the forest?”
Astrid shook her head ruefully. “Lady, look...” She led Nora over to one wall, where there was a large map tacked up with several large red circles drawn on it. She gestured towards the center. “Look, see? This is the forest we’re in now. See those red circles? Those are where the initial attacks were. What side of the forest do you see that’s supposedly safe, huh? They’re fuckin’ everywhere.”
“No, that’s...” Nora stared at the map, her expression one of growing horror. “But... the river... I thought... Isn’t it a barrier?”
God, heaven help this poor woman, Astrid thought. “What are they, fucking vampires? The river doesn’t do jack shit, Lady. The Mutants are humans, originally. Enough of them can fucking swim. The far side of the bank is where one of the first attacks hit.”
“But, no...” Nora’s voice sounded desperate. “There’s got to be somewhere... somewhere safe for Evie...”
The thought that had been steadily trickling through the back of Astrid’s mind leapt to the forefront, baring fangs of desire.
“There is exactly one safe place,” she said bluntly. “Here.”
Nora turned to look at her with wide eyes.
Astrid grinned cynically. “Allow me to let you in on a little secret. Those scientists? They weren’t trying to end the world. Did you know this was originally an honest-to-god supersoldier project? The virus was originally intended as a vector for genetic modification. They wanted to make people bigger, faster, stronger, more enduring, more aggressive. How do I know this?”
Astrid reached down and unzipped the fly of her pants, reaching in and pulling out an enormous penis nearly as long as Nora’s forearm. “I know ‘cause I was one of the early prototypes. Unfortunately for me, it came with a few... side effects. The dong I could live with, to be honest. But the want...” She shook her head. “God, the amount of time I spend jacking off, just ‘cause this damn monster wants to fuck so bad and I got nothing to feed it. No outlet. So I tell you what.”
She strode towards Nora, cock still out and twitching as it began to rise to hardness, as though reaching for the woman. “I’ll make you a deal. I take care of you and your little girl. Keep you both safe, provide you with all the food and shelter a growing girl and her doting mommy need. And in return, you get to be my cock sleeve. You let me fuck you whenever I want, however I want, day or night. You agree to be my bitch, and I let you two stay here as permanent residents. What do you say?”
Nora looked horrified. She backed up as Astrid approached, until her back hit the wall behind her. Startled, she looked up, her eyes falling once more on the map. Its message was clear: there was nothing else out there. No safety, no promised paradise, just more marauding monsters, ready to kill you or worse as soon as they caught sight of you.
Nora made a small, mournful sound in the back of her throat, like a dying dove. She squeezed her eyes shut, looking small and afraid. Astrid stood and waited.
Finally, after a long, desperate silence, Nora opened her eyes once more. She started to speak, then had to clear her throat as her voice cracked. “On one condition,” she said once she had recomposed herself. “You don’t touch Evie.”
Astrid’s eyebrows rose. “You think I would fuck a little kid?”
“You said yourself, the Mutants will fuck anything they can’t eat, right? Aren’t you effectively one of them?”
Astrid laughed. She stuck out a hand. “Deal. I won’t lay a hand on your precious little girl.”
Nora hesitated a moment longer, but finally she stuck out her own hand to grasp Astrid’s massive one and shake on it.
“Good,” Astrid said with a grin. She gestured to her bed, two low metal cots pushed together with a single enormous mattress spread over them. “Now take off all your clothes and lie down on your stomach.”
“Now?” Nora blinked.
“Now,” Astrid confirmed.
Looking almost shell-shocked, Nora did as she was told, slowly removing each article of clothing. She couldn’t look at Astrid’s face, so she didn’t notice the way the woman was practically drooling as she revealed inch after inch of pale, smooth skin. When she was finally fully naked, she went as instructed to the bed, lying fatalistically on her stomach and burying her face in Astrid’s pillows.
Astrid followed her. With a grin, she reached into one of her pockets and pulled out the handkerchiefs she had used to blindfold her two guests earlier. Upon reaching the bed, she proceeded to re-apply the fabric, tying it once more over Nora’s eyes.
“Wh-what?” Nora stopped just short of actually protesting, remembering their agreement.
“Oh, this’ll be fun,” Astrid promised. “I thought of a great surprise for you, just you wait. I’m sure you’ll like it.” So saying, she finished blindfolding the woman and then drew out a second square of fabric, balled it up, and proceeded to stuff it into her mouth. This time, it seemed, Nora did try to protest, but it was already too late as Astrid tied another kerchief over her mouth to prevent her from spitting out the wad of cloth. Finally, she grabbed Nora’s wrists, wrenching them around behind her and tying them together with a last handkerchief. "Gotta keep you from peeking," she joked, echoing her earlier justification.
Pleased with her work, she patted Nora’s bare behind congenially. “Now,” she said, “stay right there. I’ll be right back with the surprise, and then we can get started.”
So saying, she left Nora alone in the room for a moment and went upstairs, returning with the planned “surprise” and setting it down next to the bed. Then she mounted the mattress behind her trussed-up victim and lifted Nora’s hips into the air until she could support herself on her knees. “Now,” she said gleefully. “Here we go.”
She started by grabbing one of Nora’s thighs in each massive hand and spreading them. Then she lowered her face down between them, licking a stripe up the woman’s exposed vagina. Nora let out a muffled squeal around her gag as Astrid proceeded to feast on her private parts.
She began with long, slow laps of her tongue, pushing her face over and over again against Nora’s pussy. Then, when she was good and wet, she sought out the little pucker of the woman’s hole and delved into it, shoving her tongue up Nora’s vagina as far as she could. She thrust a few times with the exploring muscle and then withdrew and repeated the process, licking and lapping at her before tonguing her crevice again.
Nora moaned at the attention; this clearly hadn’t been what she was expecting. When it seemed like she was just starting to relax, Astrid switched tactics and started to finger her instead, pressing one long digit slowly and steadily all the way inside her before using the other hand to reach underneath and stimulate her clit.
Nora’s hips jolted as Astrid found her sensitive spot and proceeded to attack it, kneading and massaging the little nub even as she began to slide her finger in and out of Astrid’s hole, adding a second shortly thereafter so she could spread the digits open inside her. She was not gentle, finger-fucking the woman deep and hard and showing no mercy. But Nora’s pleasured moans continued, so it seemed she did not entirely dislike the rough handling.
“Atta girl,” Astrid encouraged. “You ready for me? Because ready or not, here I come.”
She hadn’t even undressed, but it hardly mattered. Pulling her cock once more out of her pants, Astrid used one hand to line it up and proceeded to stuff it into Nora’s hole. They both groaned as she did so; Astrid’s cock was enormous, and it took some work to muscle it into the soft orifice, weeping though it was. As she continued to slowly but steadily force her way inside, Astrid reached up with her wet fingers to play with Nora’s asshole, teasing it and pressing lightly against it as her cock continued to cleave the woman open.
“How about this, hmm?” she said. Slowly, she began to press one damp digit up her ass at the same pace as her cock spread open the woman’s vagina. Nora moaned once more, but it still didn’t seem to be in protest.
“Oh-ho,” Astrid teased. “You like it, huh? Like having a little something up the ass too? What a naughty girl.” She withdrew the digit and replaced it with her thumb instead, being sure to get it good and covered in Nora’s juices before shoving it up her tight hole. She grabbed Nora’s buttock for leverage so she could work the thumb in and out of her ass, fucking her in miniature as she finally, finally managed to fully seat her cock inside the front passage.
“That’s a good girl,” Astrid crooned, “taking so much. I think that means you’ve earned your surprise. Enjoy...”
So saying, she reached around with the hand that was not currently fingering Nora’s ass and ripped off her blindfold.
Nora blinked in the sudden light. Her body stiffened immediately in shock and horror as she caught sight of Astrid’s “surprise.”
Genevieve sat in a chair next to the bed, watching silently as Astrid fucked her mother.
Nora screamed, muffled by the gag in her mouth, and began to writhe immediately in protest. Astrid gave her buttock a swift, warning spank to force her to calm down. “Now now,” she said, chuckling, as Nora shot a furious, wordless glare back over her shoulder. “I’m still holding to our bargain. I swore I wouldn’t touch her, and I don’t plan to.” With a grin, she moved her hips back and thrust them forward once more, impaling Nora as deep as she could go. “I just thought she might enjoy watching her mommy have a good time.”
So saying, she proceeded to fuck Nora’s brains out, ramming her cock home as hard as she could, grabbing the woman by her bound wrists to keep her from being scooted forward on the bed by the sheer force of her thrusts. She kept up the motions until they became an easy glide, lubed by the slick offerings of Nora’s body as it begged for more above Nora’s own protests. The entire time, she continued the motions of her thumb in Nora’s ass, matching the penetration thrust for thrust.
Finally, after her rhythm was well-established, Astrid looked over at Genevieve, who was staring at her mother in rapt fascination. “Come on over, kiddo,” she offered. “Get a closer look at what’s making your mommy feel so good.” She patted the bed beside her.
Over her mother’s muffled protests, Genevieve got down off her chair and climbed up onto the cot, crawling to Astrid’s side and sitting back on her heels. She gazed with curiosity at the twin points of penetration at her mother’s rear.
“See that bottom hole, that my cock’s going in and out of?” Astrid told her. “That’s where you came out of. This is how mommies and daddies make babies. You put a cock in this hole, and sometimes, if you’re lucky, you plant a baby inside and it grows and grows until it comes out nine months later.”
Genevieve frowned. To Astrid’s delight, she even put a tentative hand on her mother’s buttock and leaned forward to get a closer look.
“I thought you’re not supposed to put stuff in this hole,” she said, gesturing to where Astrid’s thumb was plundering her mother’s ass. “That’s where poop comes from.”
“It is,” Astrid confirmed, “but some particularly naughty people like your mommy here like having something stuck up inside it too. It makes her feel good.”
“Oh,” said Genevieve, falling silent for a moment. Then, after a pause, “Can I try?”
Astrid laughed aloud. She withdrew her thumb and thrust the hand between Nora’s legs, getting it as slick as she could, before returning to spread the slick as thoroughly as she could in and around Nora’s anus. Then she withdrew her hand and gestured at Genevieve. “Go for it,” she offered. “Your hand’s so small, I bet you could fit the entire thing inside.”
And so Astrid continued to fuck Nora and watched in utter delight as her daughter cautiously stuck her fingers into the woman’s rear hole, pushing first the digits and then her entire hand and wrist up into her mother’s ass as her mother screamed against her gag in protest.
“Oh!” she said, eyes wide, “It’s soft!”
“It’s true,” said Astrid, pistoning her hips, sliding slickly in and out of the woman. “That hole is particularly soft and tight. Both of your mom’s holes are really nice to fuck. That’s what this is called, by the way. Fucking. You and your mom are going to live here from now own, so I can fuck her holes whenever I want to. So you should probably get used to seeing this now.”
“Really?” asked Genevieve. Astrid couldn’t tell if she was excited or alarmed by the idea.
“Really,” said Astrid. “It’s not safe out there, you know? There’s plenty of monsters who would want to do exactly this to you and your mother, and then would kill you and eat you right up afterwards. This way, you both get to stay safe and your mom gets to enjoy having her holes plugged on a regular basis without worrying.” She punctuated this with a particularly savage thrust.
Genevieve began to move her arm back and forth in her mother's ass, adorably attempting to imitate Astrid’s rhythm. The sight of it was so hot that Astrid bit her lip and came right then and there, flooding Nora with her seed. Her cock pulsed and quivered as she injected sperm as deep as it could go into Nora’s womb.
She felt Nora’s body relax, slumping against her, clearly grateful that at least her humiliation was over.
Then her eyes widened as Astrid’s cock began to stiffen up again inside her, and she resumed her thrusting once more. Astrid grinned; there were certain other side effects of her augmentation that she hadn’t divulged. How lucky that Nora got to experience them first-hand, she thought.
“I’m gonna fuck this hole a few more times,” she told Genevieve happily, “but then I’m gonna need you to take your hand out so I stick my cock in her ass as well. After all, since her hole clearly likes it so much, it wouldn’t be nice to deny it.”
“Okay,” said Genevieve, withdrawing her hand from her mom’s asshole with a swift little slurping noise.
“Oh, no no,” said Astrid, “I don’t need you to do it just yet. If you want to keep your hand up her ass for now, you’re welcome to. Keep it nice and stretched out for me, all the better to gobble up my dick later!”
“Oh, okay!” said Genevieve again, and without hesitation shoved her entire hand back up her mother’s ass in a single plunge.
Nora screamed around her gag, but the sound was hidden beneath Astrid’s overjoyed laughter.