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Nara looked at the manager and asked who the pairs were for the next shift. The manager grinned wide, clearly enjoying the moment. "Nara and Neo. East section."

The room went quiet for a beat. Everyone expected the usual explosion. Nara never took being paired with Neo well. Yet this time she only turned her head toward Mark. Her voice came out flat and cold. "Good. I’m sick of carrying your weak ass."

Mark flinched like she’d slapped him. The hurt sat open on his face for anyone to see. Nara felt a quick flash of guilt, but her pride locked her jaw shut. She grabbed Neo’s wrist and pulled him toward the door without looking back.

Neo glanced once at Mark as they left. The guy looked like someone who had already lost too many fights in life. For half a second Neo wondered if he should try to smooth things over later. Then his eyes dropped to Nara’s ass. Those black tight pants clung to every curve. Her huge cheeks rolled and swayed with each step, thick and heavy, the fabric stretching tight across the full round shape. Neo grinned to himself. Thanks, Mark, he thought. You just handed me the best view of the day.

They reached the east post station. The monsters here hit weaker than the west side and came in smaller packs. Neo and Nara cut through them without much trouble. Between the morning and evening shifts they headed to the post guard mess hall for food.

Neo dropped into a chair and pulled out a full meal from his inventory—an entire roasted turkey, five thick loaves of bread, a five-liter jug of juice, and a pile of ten boiled eggs. The rich smell filled the small room at once. Steam rose off the turkey. The bread looked soft and warm.

Nara sat across from him empty-handed. Her stomach growled loud enough for both of them to hear. The fight with Mark had made her forget her own rations. Now she stared at Neo’s spread with open hunger. Pride kept her mouth shut. She would not beg. She looked at the mountain of food again, then down at her own body. She needed strength and stamina for the next shift. That meal could give it to her. But she needed something to trade.

Neo watched her eyes. He heard the next growl from her stomach and grinned. "There’s a way you can get half of this."

Nara’s head snapped up. "Really? What is it?"

Neo reached into his inventory and pulled out a leopard-print bikini and a bottle of clear oil. He set them on the table between them. "First, wear this. Then cover yourself with the oil. All of it."

Nara stared at the tiny stretch of fabric. "This is what I’m supposed to wear?"

"Yes. If you want to eat."

She bit her lip hard. Leaving her post was not an option. Staying hungry meant she would crash the same way she had last time. She needed the food. She stood, unbuttoned the black tight jeans, and pushed them down her hips right in front of him. The shirt came off next. She stood naked under the light.

Neo’s eyes moved over her without shame. Huge full breasts, heavy and round, nipples already tight from the cool air. A narrow waist that flared into wide hips. Thick powerful thighs. And that ass—massive, soft, and high, the kind that filled both hands and still spilled over. He felt his cock stir hard inside his pants.

He handed her the bottle. "Cover every inch."

Nara opened it and poured the oil over her shoulders. She rubbed it down her arms, across her chest, under her breasts, over her stomach. She bent and coated her thighs, then reached back and spread the slick liquid over both cheeks of her ass until her whole body shone under the sunlight coming through the window. Skin glistened. Every curve looked wet and ready.

She tried to pull the bikini on. The thin fabric slipped on the oiled skin. Every time she moved, the tiny triangles slid aside. Her nipples popped free. The bottom rode up between her cheeks and left most of her ass bare. She gritted her teeth. "What’s next?"

Neo stood, unbuckled his belt, and pushed his pants down. His cock sprang free—twelve thick inches, heavy and already hard, the head flushed dark. Veins ran along the shaft. He sat back down in the chair. "Come here. Turn around. Show me your ass."

Anger flashed across Nara’s face. She slammed her hand on the table hard enough to rattle the plates. "What the hell do you think you are?"

Neo wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, calm. "Alright. Then I’ll throw the rest to the dogs. There’s a lot here. I can’t finish it all myself."

Nara’s heart hammered. She glared at the food, then at him. The thought of that turkey going to the hounds made her stomach twist worse. She had no real choice. "Tell me what you want. Clearly."

Neo wiped his mouth again, letting the silence stretch. He looked her straight in the eyes. "I want to put my dick in your ass."

Nara went still. She stared at the thick cock between his legs. In her mind that hole was only for waste. Putting anything inside it counted as a sexual act. She did not want it. She had a husband. Mark. She did not want to cheat.

The air in the room took on a faint pink tint. Neo spoke again, voice low and steady. "Think it through. You won’t be cheating on your husband. You’ll get the food. You’ll have the energy to kill more monsters than him on the next shift. He’ll see it. He’ll realize he was wrong and apologize."

Nara hesitated. The pink haze thickened a little around her thoughts. The logic slid in easy. Ass was not the same as the front. It was not real cheating. She needed the strength. She turned her back to him, crouched, and pushed her oiled ass toward the chair.

"Closer," Neo said. "Walk back until you’re between my thighs."

She did. Her bare feet moved slow across the floor. The massive cheeks came closer until the soft weight of them pressed between his spread legs. Neo’s hands came up. He parted the heavy flesh with both palms. The oil made everything slick. Her pink asshole came into view—tight, small, and clean, the rim slightly darker than the surrounding skin.

Neo licked his lips. He lined the thick head of his cock against that tight ring and started to press forward.

The door slammed open hard enough to bounce off the wall.

Someone stepped inside.

Nara snapped out of the pink mist like cold water had hit her face. She looked toward the doorway. Her heart hammered so loud she could hear it in her ears.

"Husband... this isn’t like you mean—"

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