Rewound

The destruction of the walls and the invasion by all the rioters were the events that spurred multiple changes for the base. The first was: no more free food. I didn’t want to do it in the first place, but I knew Vicky was the reason we had all the food in the first place, and she was a bleeding heart. Well, she was a bleeding heart until she almost died because of it.

The crowd outside tried to make a big deal about it, but after killing a few and firing a gun at the feet of the mob before stating we would still trade with people, not much really changed, except we weren’t burning tons of food every day feeding ungrateful people.

Duke finally showed up. I was happy to see him and quickly recruited him as the base mechanic. He didn’t have a power in the original timeline, and that was still the case. Only now that we were showing our fangs, willing to kill and not give away free food, did he feel safe joining us. He was always pragmatic; hearing that somewhere was giving food away meant he would avoid us, but someone must have told him about what happened. When he heard that we fought off the invaders, it made him more interested in us, and he finally felt lonely enough to join us.

If you think about it, a month alone would be rough for most people, and Duke was a charismatic, useful redneck. He was used to constantly jabbering with people, so once the world ended, he got by talking with scavengers, but was smart enough to know he couldn’t rely on them; otherwise, he might end up getting robbed or killed while he slept.

The dilapidated area outside changed. What was a group of tents quickly developed into a shanty town, then slowly developed into a real town as time kept moving. There were a few times when I had to step in and be ruthless when someone wanted to do something stupid. I made an effort to bring in more powerful individuals, but kept them on a short leash, especially if they had a strong power.

If anyone thought they could take over our base or kill me to become leader, I quickly proved them wrong, often fatally for them in the process. Our number increased, but having a good base of powered individuals already meant that people acted somewhat normally. After the near-death experience, everyone buckled down and finally increased their ranks. I held off on upgrading everyone, including myself, until then.

Getting all my women to rank three was easy enough with how many cores I collected, and getting all the core members of our group to rank two was also possible. Several of the guards and police members took the stat enhancement liquid, while a similar number took the power activation syringes. Some died, but after the doctors got into the swerve of things, the casualty numbers dropped dramatically.

There was still a chance of death, but everyone understood the risk, and no one made that big a deal if someone died trying to make their futures better. I was mad at Vicky for risking herself in the same way. She took the coin flip and succeeded, but any time besides the time she took it would have made more sense. Dealing with zombies wasn’t much of a problem; the only problem was that we had to travel quite a way away in order to get to them.

Several things happened; most were events I remembered, while some were things I had forgotten. Very rarely, something happened that I didn’t recall happening in the first timeline. The first was a very famous YouTuber ‘running’ for president, and even getting a good crowd behind him, until a powerful person slew him outright. Then it came out that one of the YouTuber's friends was actually mind-controlling him ever since the person got the power, but with his death, no one else tried to become the president after.

We only knew because we lived in luxury; many wouldn’t ever find out until they heard it through word of mouth, but that was most of the events. Radio was faster, but far more rare than people travelling all across the country and spreading the news the old-fashioned way. The next was a heavy outcry for someone in the army or government to step up, but it went completely unanswered.

Those events happened, and I remembered them, but the next thing was something that did happen, and I forgot until it happened again. Zombies overran one of the survivor towns built up near a destroyed city for the purpose of farming the zombies. Turnabout was fair play, and the zombies surprised everyone as they began hitting higher ranks. People were used to either comatose undead or slow-walking undead. But once they evolved into somewhat thinking-fast undead, they became dangerous enough to wipe out similar-sized groups.

The thing that didn’t happen in the first timeline was a complete shock to me, but it made sense because it was based on how well our own survivor base was doing. It took a year or so into the apocalypse for bigger bases to form, and most collapsed shortly after, but this time, many developed far quicker, and some stood the test of time.

Four bases stood out as they were a similar size to ours, and our base was known as the best, but many others had their own positives and negatives to go off of. The first was one that made me frown, because it was happening years before it popped up in the first timeline. The Negan wannabe already made his Sanctuary base, and it took my willpower not to go over and kill him right away.

Another base led by someone I remembered. He’d eventually be betrayed by Dave after he got strong enough. A female-only base to the west that didn’t appear in the first timeline. The remnants of the US Army formed a base, and the final one was, as of now, an unnamed group to the south that would eventually become the Families… Most likely.

I had already lived through this, so I had seen dozens, if not hundreds, of smaller bases implode, but very rarely did a larger base even form. None that didn’t immediately collapse from friction among the higher-powered individuals or inside sabotage, but we proved it was possible, so many groups that would have disbanded or betrayed one another looked outward at us.

We were a threat to them, so they had to stick together. If one of the bases imploded into infighting, there were now enough people to cannibalize the group and quickly grow to a similar size. The feminist base was the first that would go; the writing was already on the wall, and something similar to what happened to Sophia’s sister was going to happen at a much larger scale to that group.

Negan was evil; he ran his base like a dictator, but he still tried to hide how much of a psychopath he was at the moment. I doubt it would last much longer, but his base would stand strong until he was injured or killed. The person leading Dave’s base was another asshole, not as bad as Negan, but selfish just like the other leaders. The one that made me pause was the army remnants. Nothing like them existed in the first timeline, or by the time bases started to form, they had disbanded, but because I had proved it possible, they made their attempt as well.

I was worried that they would attack us. I didn’t fear guns; even tanks weren’t that scary to me, as they were slow… But jets… I wasn’t sure I could fight jets head-on if they attacked. By the time I realized they had decided to attack us, our base would already be gone. 

Chapter 88

“Where is everyone?” I asked as I entered the entertainment room of our mansion. Years had passed, but the building had mostly stayed the same. Sure, it was more heavily defended, had metal and bone plating reinforcing it, and was now attached to the solar farm, giving us more power than we could use, but besides that, it was the same building it had been since the start of the apocalypse.

“Melissa’s watching over the kids, Vicky wanted to check on the new guard recruits and to enhance a weapon, and Ellen is always in the orchard making sure the trees are growing correctly.” I sat down between the girls who were playing a game and gave a contented sigh. “So, what’s the plan for the day?” Several gave options, but only Lissa’s offer really caught my attention.

“How about you titty fuck me while four of them play Smash? Then you smash the winner?” I answered her. “Hmm, sounds like a plan. We’ll fuck in the order of winners.” The way the entertainment room was set up was that several couches faced the giant widescreen TV with multiple consoles, with a giant bed behind. If you wanted to watch a movie in bed, all it would take would be sliding the couches out of the way and the bed forward.

Besides Melissa(who wasn’t here), Lissa had the largest breasts out of the group. Since they’ve been increasing their ranks by absorbing cores, they’d all gotten more and more attractive. Most of my wives now looked better than the supermodels you’d see on TV, and Lissa was already there. She was an ethereal beauty; only the fact that she was a zombie made her slightly less attractive than what she’d have been in her human form. Either way, she had insanely large breasts that defied gravity and looked perfect.

Each breast was bigger than her head; if either of my little asian beauties slept in the same bed, I normally couldn’t help but fondle them while I slept. The pillowy funbags reminded me of one of the older neighbor girls I used to live by. I saw tits probably younger than most people because of her, and didn’t realize until years later that she was fucking people for money. I lubed up my cock as I activated my new space power. My dick began to grow beyond what was possible.

I could increase my overall size by about fifty percent, making myself a ten-foot-tall behemoth and just about doubling my physical stats. That size boost could be increased if I only grew a single appendage, though, all the way up to four times its original size. That was why my dick was comically large now. Large enough to fit between her tits with plenty of room for the head to poke out.

As her warm breasts enveloped me, I couldn’t help but feel the extra sensations the larger appendage had compared to my normal cock. I was never really a titjob man, but ever since I found out it felt better, I couldn’t help myself around my girls. Lissa wore a tubetop which held her breasts mostly snug, but as she pressed them even tighter, I couldn’t help but buck into the pseudo pussy.

My cock poked out from the top and right near her head. We had done this enough for her to know that trying to wrap her lips around it this early was a bad idea. If she wanted my milkshake, she’d have to wait until I was closer; otherwise, my cock moving up and down would be equivalent to getting lightly punched in the mouth over and over again.

She squeezed her breasts with one arm now while the other caught the tip of my dick, allowing me to press in, which made it feel all the better. Every few thrusts, she’d try to lick the shaft before it went back down, somewhat fruitlessly because of the sheer speed I was tittyfucking her. Her lubricated body urged me on even more as I felt myself get close in record time. “Get ready.” She took about half of my tip into her mouth. My cock was inches wide like this; it meant that was all that she could fit inside her mouth before her body hit its limit.

As I watched her desperately gulp everything down before it started to spew from the corners of her mouth and nose. Gulp after gulp, she struggled to get it all down as I rubbed my little cumsluts head. My dick pops out, and I coat her face, tits, and the rest of her body. The only problem with increasing my size was the insane volume of my seed afterward. Lissa was the only one who got off trying to swallow down the gallon-sized load from my gigantic dick.

I looked at the girls, four of them done and waiting their turn while the four who played already watched me fuck Lissa. By the huge smile on Millie’s face, I could tell she was the victor. Before I finished up with Lissa, I used the other power I unlocked. Time was a weird power, because I gained two at the same time. One was age reversal. I could slowly de-age people around me if I wanted to, but the other time skill I gained was condition storage.

If someone was wounded, I could store that condition, effectively healing them of the injury, and I could apply it to other people. All five of my slots weren’t used for that, though; all five contained Jade’s orgasms because she loved being denied. Slapping her tits, her body began to seize from the sudden orgasm she went through as I shrank my dick down to a manageable size for Millie.

When I had a cock that size, all I could think about was fucking, so I completely missed the shit-talking the girls were doing as they played, and how the moans coming from behind them distracted them and made it harder to win. “God damn, up B spamming bitch! I don’t care if I don’t win, I only care that you’ll lose.” Ester cackled as she kept launching projectiles with Kirby, which pissed off Maria.

The outcome of the first two winners was already decided just on who was better at the game, as Darcy was a shoo-in to win that round. I pounded into Millie, making her squeal as I increased my size slightly inside her, stretching her to the limit as she orgasmed hard. Her mouth formed an O-shape as she moaned out a mostly silent scream. 

Next up was Darcy. We had two gamers, and if they weren’t competing against each other, only I could compete with them, and that was cheating with my powers. Darcy was a literal Esports athlete, and Millie was extremely good at games. Darcy also had stretchy power, which meant I could expand inside her more than any of my other wives.

I used Darcy like an onahole, expanding inside her and fucking at almost full tilt as I watched her skin bulge around my enhanced dick. Once again, my brain barely worked at the increased sensations, rutting into her until I felt myself get close and orgasm again. The matches tended to drag on past twenty minutes, but even still, two more girls were waiting for their turn by the time I finished with Darcy.

It just meant I had to fuck both Sophia and Jade at the same time. Fucking Jade before using the orgasm she would have had on Sophia, and then finally giving Jade one of her stored orgasms when she got close to cumming again, shooting her well over what her mind could handle, which knocked her out from the pleasure.

Beatrice next, then Ester, Luna, and Maria. Vicky finished up what she was doing; someone took over for Melissa so she could get a turn, then Ellen got me to herself after she came back in after dinner. Most of my days went this way; not all my girls would have sex with me every day, but sometimes it just worked out that they did. I fell asleep that night buried inside Lissa with Melissa’s tits in my face, which was a regularly occurring situation.

Chapter 89

Third Person Point of View

Deep in West Virginia, the disaster struck just as there was an RV meetup that happened at the same time. Not just a camper van meetup, but the biggest mobile home meetup in all of America. It was designed not only to be a place for those who loved camper van living, but also to be a place to fall into the lifestyle as well. Many YouTubers and other influencers who wrote travel blogs or made videos of them on the road, travelling from one location to the next, went.

So it also worked as a pseudo-meetup where many of the fans of the influencers/vloggers/youtubers and other famous people who lived in mobile homes. What started as a few dozen people grew into dozens of campers, then into hundreds, then even thousands. The number of people who came increased as well, from hundreds to thousands to over ten thousand.

In the overall scheme of things, it wasn’t a high number, but all of them bunkered down, sharing provisions and helping each other, forming a community as West Virginia went mostly untouched. The area they chose was low, but surrounded by mountains, meaning it survived the flood intact and was far more protected from the hail. Only the cold snap affected them, but they had shown up in houses.

Some saw the writing on the wall, and after it was safe, a huge portion ended up staying there, in that protected area, and formed a group. A group that wouldn’t be found until five years after the apocalypse started; by then other factions would have built themselves up, and torn the group apart for the campervans… Most of the campervans were destroyed in the crossfire of the armies going to war, and most of the group ended up dead or part of either army.

That didn’t happen this time. Instead, a single faction found them early and gave them a chance. 

…

“I can’t believe Leela and Shelby are the leaders of this group we’re going to. I used to watch both of their RV life videos when I was bored.” Sophia whispered to me, but Vicky overheard and responded to her. “I know, right. How did two influencers end up as the ones leading the caravan community? It doesn’t really make sense. Well… Unless… You know.” 

Melissa asked. “Know what?” “Well, unless they slept their way to the top. It doesn’t make sense otherwise.” I knew they were wrong, though. Until the RV war broke out, the two went pretty much untouched. They were able to become the leaders of the fanbase that followed them to the meetup. Some pockets across the states wouldn’t be as affected by the apocalypse as others, and this was one of them.

From what I remember, they were also powered individuals, which helped, and they became friends during the outbreak, which made them the largest part of the group that stayed behind. Lissa spoke with the crassness she was known for as someone brought up a picture of how they looked now. “God, I hope they’re lesbians; they get a look at Danny, they’ll willingly hand over leadership to him, as long as they get to ride the Dannygoround as a reward.”

All of them groaned as they knew it was true. I hadn’t picked any other women since Ester, but that didn’t mean I was off the market entirely, and… Both fit my aesthetic sense of beauty perfectly, both complementing the other's looks in ways I don’t think either of them even realized.

Leela was tall, normally white, but bronzed from constantly being in the sun. Her hair was famous for being different colors every few videos, to the point you could tell if the video was old or new depending on the color. Most of her videos were based around living in an RV, travelling the country while taking in the sights, but a small part of her content was her old surfing videos.

Shelby was short, while Leela was thin; she was thick in all the right places. Also white, but her thick Scottish/Irish accent made her sound like Merida from Brave. Her videos involved her going from place to place, eating at different local restaurants, and rating/making videos around the food they had, while her secondary content was on RV modifications to make the space more homely.

Both didn’t make it out alive in the first timeline, and I had never seen a picture of them, but I remembered their deaths. Sure, it wasn’t right away; I was smart and had a good memory, but that didn’t mean I didn’t forget things. As more things clicked, more memories returned of other events, though, and as I was cleaning out the RV, like a flashbang, I remembered the group from the first timeline that got wiped out.

Our core group had stayed pretty much the same, but the people outside of the mansions who worked for us had grown to thousands, then tens of thousands, and perhaps even more. I didn’t keep up on all that stuff, but I knew we were one of the biggest, most well-equipped groups at the moment, and it wasn’t very close.

Most people had guns, fewer had enough food to support large groups, and even fewer had the infrastructure that we did. One of the reasons they finally got found out was the fact that their RVs still worked years later; only once someone tracked a camper back to the rest did the war for them break out. All because the people who left either died or thought that the group would have disbanded by the time they thought about them again.

No one thought that the group would have stayed together, except they did, and somehow went without betraying each other until the very end, once other groups tore them apart. The problem was, they weren’t prepared, somehow never learning of the use of the cores until it was too late, and none of the thousands that stayed behind had a power that was a game-changer, even once they did.

I couldn’t remember; it was one of the things lost to the first timeline, but both had what were considered ‘weak’ powers, while most of the other powered individuals had even weaker powers. All I knew was it was right around the same time I ended up under Negan that they were found and killed, and that was still years away. Meeting them was only the start; getting them on our side might not be possible, but as long as they knew they had somewhere to fall back to that was safe, we’d eventually get them anyway.

But that was if they didn’t play hardball. In the previous life, neither surrendered to a faction, dying before they did so… There was always the chance that both were stubborn and pigheaded enough that it would happen again in this life, but… What my wife said was true. I was a walking cheat code of handsome in this life, and I hoped I could save as many good people as I could from themselves.

Chapter 90

We sat in a meeting room with all the top leadership of the camper group sitting on one side of the table with my wives and me on the other. Leela and Shelby both had prominent seats, making them stand out more than the rest of the leadership, and it was clear to see that most would defer to their opinion, allowing them to speak with us and make a deal.

I was surprised at how well put together the people were, but then again, they still had access to a water supply. While 99% of the world stopped bathing because of water scarcity, this group could possibly take two or three showers a day if they wished. Leela’s hair was shifting colors, while Shelby had an axe and a crossbow crossed over her back, with both sticking out past her shoulders.

Leela must have had a hair control power and… Shelby possibly strength? Maybe precision aiming or something for Shelby. She had no outward power, but with the more muscular appearance than the one she had in her videos, she had to be far more active than she was when she travelled the country eating food for a living. One of the older men of the group stood up and began to speak. “Alright, we’re here to try and understand why we should ally with you.”

I could see the look one of the leaders gave, a confident sneer on his face as he ogled my women. I didn’t point it out, but he’d be suffering an ‘accident’ no matter how this meeting went. Sophia acted as our spokesperson as she answered him. “Yes, from what I understand. Your group has been mostly cut off from the rest of the world, relying on one another. You might have an idea of how bad it is for everyone else, but not the full picture. The world is gone; allying with another force would, of course, be in your best interest.”

They went back and forth as they discussed what we wanted from each other. I remained silent, only listening as I watched the two people I wanted to get on my side. Wiping out their group wasn’t something I wanted, but it would happen without my interference anyway. Speeding it up by leaking their location so they had to rely on us was only one method I planned to get them to my side sooner rather than later.

As the only group that came to them with a peace offering and a deal instead of just trying to take their campers, they’d easily look to us when a stronger group showed up. Negan’s army would always be a threat, and once they found out, they wouldn’t waste any time coming to take these RVs without their owners' permission.

I kept drawing glances from both Leela and Shelby. I thought they might be wondering what my relationship was with this group, wondering if I was dating any of them, and I almost smirked at the thought of them learning just how many women I was in a relationship with at one time. The looks they were giving, and after they were put through some of the worst humanity had to offer, I knew they’d both be fine with joining the harem. The man who hadn’t spoken but was glaring at me while staring lustfully at my wives finally spoke. “Why should we bother joining your group? We’ve done fine by ourselves until now.”

Vicky chimed in. “We’ve just explained why. If another group besides ours finds you, they won't ask politely for these campers; they will just take them from you, and your group isn’t strong enough to fight off the bigger groups without our help. Are you slow or something?” He stood up abruptly from the table, as it looked like he was about to jump over it to begin attacking her, but one of my bone spikes was already placed under his chin.

A bead of blood formed at the sharp part that poked him. I finally spoke for the first time as I stared at the two women, ignoring the man. “If you want proof of how out of your league you all are. I’m more than willing to show you all just how strong some of the other leaders of cities are, but let’s call the meeting here before we have a fallout.” 

Vicky handed over two walkie-talkies to the two women as she explained. “These will work to get a hold of us from anywhere. Make sure when another group shows up, you get a hold of us before it's too late… Because most won't try to talk, they’ll just start killing and taking what they want.” We stood. I could tell they wanted to keep talking, that they thrived off these types of meetings, but we were gone before they could rope us back into these talks that would lead nowhere.

…

Leela’s Point of View

We talked to the leaders for a few more hours after the group left. Even then, it was a much shorter one than we normally had, just because both Shelby and I called it early. I had two campers to myself, and Shelby had her own, plus we shared another that had the kitchen and bathroom we both used. Both of us headed to the communal RV just so we could speak, barely closing the door before she started gushing about the man.

“Oh, my god. Did you see that guy they brought? Who was he? He had to be a famous actor before this all started.” I agreed with her completely. “I would remember seeing that face if it were ever on TV. Even hours after seeing him, my body is still flushed. I swear, just being around him, my body started preparing itself to fuck him.”

It was irregular how attractive the man was, like something that couldn’t be produced regularly in people. I had done research on supernormal stimulus, and I had no doubt that looking at him was like looking at a man designed by a lab to attract the female gaze. Even now, my mind kept going back to him, the curves and muscles I could see through his shirt, his beyond-perfect face, even an ass better than Captain America’s. 

We kept talking about him, ignoring what the entire meeting was about, as I wondered if I could get a hold of him by using this walkie-talkie to meet up later. Even hours after the fact, I knew he’d be on my mind for days, if not weeks, and my vibrator was going to be working overtime to keep me satisfied. The way Shelby was acting, I wouldn’t be surprised if I woke up one day to see her gone already, leaving our base just for the chance at being close to the man.

…

Third Person Point of View

A man got drunk and took one of the girls in the camper group to have sex with to vent his frustration about how the meeting went. He went outside to piss, wobbling unsteadily as he pissed off the stairs of his cabin. He had one of the only stationary houses along with a camper, and had power and water separate from the grid, meaning he still had both and used that fact to have sex with many women. 

The drunk barely even noticed a man drop down behind him; the mystery man snapped his neck and pushed him down the steps. Some might have thought his death wasn’t an accident, but by the time anything came about over the fact, the group would already be struggling not to fall apart.

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