"Alright Saeko. All you have to do is kill them."

The three of us were standing on the rooftop of a gas station, looking down at the milling zombies. We were quite a distance away from the Takagi mansion, in a place where the zombies were still thick and there was little chance of running into any annoying main characters.

Saeko held on to her sheathed katana as she looked at the zombies. "There are too many, I will get overwhelmed."

"That's what Asuna and I are here for," I reassured her. "Just go nuts. We'll make sure they don't get to any level you can't handle." I grinned. "But only that. I want you to push yourself to your limits. If you don't, you will fall."

I didn't have any intention of letting her die, but she didn't know that and I wanted to properly motivate her.

She frowned. "What is the purpose of this? Do you need something here?"

"No, there's nothing about this area in particular that matters," I denied. "I just picked it because it was close to the portal and densely populated."

"Are you going to explain that?" she asked. I had kind of rushed her in so Fia could slap a Falna on her and then rushed her out without stopping to explain the magic portal or the weird underground place that it led to.

"Eh, I'll have Ed give you the rundown later," I said with a shrug. "The only important thing right now is that we have until midnight before it closes and forces us back, so we have a limited time to do what we need to."

The sun had well and truly set by now, casting the city in darkness, though the scattered fires helped light the way. It was still much darker than it had been when we arrived though, now that the EMP had taken out the street lights, and all other electronics.

"And we already explained the Falna," I continued. "So it's simple. Push yourself, kill zombies, and grow stronger. You have a lot of catching up to do." I smiled sweetly at her, knowing it would irritate her more.

I had to give props to her acting skills though, as her expression didn't change, remaining blank and cold. "If you insist."

I rolled my eyes knowing full well how much she enjoyed it. She just needed to admit it. Well, that and get over being taken away from her friends. She was still in a bad mood because of that.

"I do," I said. "Now, get going." I shot a magic bullet at one of the zombies milling on the street below. Its head exploded into chunky salsa. "Hmm. Maybe a bit less force."

Saeko drew her sword, steeled herself, and then jumped down, cutting a zombie clean in half from top to bottom as she landed. I watched her face carefully, but it remained a mask of determination. For now, at least. That would change in time.

"Asuna, clear out the surrounding areas in our vicinity, though leave the areas directly ahead of us untouched," I instructed her as I fired another magic shot. It bored into the zombies head, killing it without making a mess or wasting power. I nodded, satisfied. "And yes, you can save people if you want. Just don't let it interfere in our XP grinding."

"I am going to need so many baths after this," she grumbled. But she drew her sword as well and headed in another direction as she slaughtered her way through the zombies.

The sound of fighting drew the attention of the other undead on the street, and a few beyond that as well, as they started shambling toward us. I stayed up on top of the roof and continued to snipe from there as Saeko cut down the zombies closest to her one by one.

I smiled as we worked. Here, in this street of death, Saeko would be baptized in violence and reborn as my faithful follower.

Asuna was tired.

Not physically, but mentally.

Physically she was fine, and she had no problem cutting down corpse after corpse. Her steps were sure and steady as she launched herself through the hordes, shoes digging into asphalt, concrete, wood, and metal as she changed direction and accelerated. She slipped between the shambling undead, and she left dismembered body parts in her wake.

Her blade, the rapier that had been at her side for so long, that had seen her through some of her most important moments of her life, slaughtered the zombies. Her strange new skill activated, enveloping the blade in a blue energy that improved its power even more, and her swings encountered almost no resistance.

But almost no resistance was not the same as no resistance at all. It was slight, but she could feel it. She could feel the difference in what her blade was cutting. Cloth, hair, skin, muscle, and most noticeably of all, bone. The impact of each one reverberated through her sword with a level of detail that the virtual world where she had been reborn could never have recreated.

The first time she had killed a zombie, she had almost been sick. It was worse than simply fighting and wounding those girls that had been on the dragon. Her intention was never to kill, and they were fighters in their own right.

But she had no reason to hold back against the zombies, the dead who still walked and killed and created more of their kind. Killing them was the right thing to do, or so she had told herself as she had forced herself to keep going, to ignore how human they looked and felt, to ignore the blood and viscera. It was grisly work, the worst she had ever undertaken. She told herself that it was important, that each kill mattered and made it that much more likely that someone else would survive. But each one had worn down at her mental state, tiring her out.

Or it had, until the first time she had saved someone directly. She hadn't hesitated then, cutting down the zombies bearing down on that well intentioned but foolish couple. She hadn't had to force her blade to move. She hadn't been tired when she had saved them and sent them on their way. And she hadn't been tired when she heard the car alarm go off after leaving them. She hadn't been tired when she rushed back to discover it was too late.

Asuna was angry.

She was angry at the zombies, who she finally recognized as inhuman. She fully accepted the truth then, that they were corpses and the most respectful and humane thing she could do was to put a stop to the virus or magic or whatever it was that puppeteered their bodies and killed innocent living people. It was still grisly work, but she stomached it much easier after that.

She was angry at this world and the people in it, for whatever had kicked off this devastating apocalypse. She raged at all of the idiots that didn't take it seriously and all of the villains that tried to twist it to their advantage.

She was angry at Morgan for kidnapping her, for raping her, for taking her away from her home and forcing her here in this horrible world, and many other horrible worlds. She hated him for the violence and evil he forced her to commit.

And worst of all, she was angry at herself. For giving in, for letting him control her with nothing more than a pittance of resistance. Resistance that he seemed to enjoy, which only made it worse, but it was all she could offer and she could not give it up.

But neither could she escalate. She already pushed the boundaries as far as she dared. Because when it came down to it, she wasn't really tired, and she wasn't really angry.

Asuna was scared.

She couldn't feel it most of the time, and in fact hadn't felt it in weeks. But she was always aware of the magic wrapped around her neck, just waiting to activate the moment she tried to rebel against Morgan. Any disloyalty would trigger it and incapacitate her.

She hadn't felt it since those first few days, before she had fully grasped the situation, when the insanity that she had been wrapped up in had seemed more fiction than fact. But those few days were enough to instill a deep fear into her.

She argued and snarked and protested against Morgan, but none of those were disloyal enough to trigger the punishment. That was what he wanted from her, because he was a disgusting little pervert. He got off on it, so it was allowed.

Up to an extent, of course. She had come close to pushing the boundaries of what she was allowed to do last week, when she had rushed in to save the adventurers. Morgan had been annoyed then, and Asuna feared that the Contract magic would punish her. It hadn't, in the end, but she was convinced that it was a close thing.

She had played it safe since then. She hated to admit it, but she was scared of triggering it again. Not because she was scared of the actual punishment… but because she was scared by how much she enjoyed it.

As befitting the crossdresser and the literal succubus, the punishment was an overwhelming amount of arousal, enough to turn even Asuna into a panting mess that could only squirm on the ground as her thoughts were consumed by an overwhelming need. That part was a little scary, to lose yourself like that.

But what was scary was how good it felt when Morgan ended her punishment by satisfying those urges. Nothing compared to that moment. None of her sexual experiences, even the other ones at the hands of the supernaturally skilled Morgan, could compare to the incredible release of the climax that ended the punishment.

It was powerful and mind shattering, and Asuna wanted to experience it again. And that scared her most of all. She knew that repeated exposure would pull her down a path that she wouldn't ever be able to recover from, and would never want to.

But even now there was a small fire in her core that persisted. It wasn't the Master-Servant Contract, nor was it one of Maria's succubus abilities. But her arousal was slowly growing, and it would not go down. It wasn't to the point where it was distracting, especially with all of the practice she had been getting over the past couple of weeks ignoring such urges, but she couldn't completely forget it either. It was like an itch that she yearned to scratch.

Morgan was responsible somehow, she knew that much. And the fact that he had so much control over her body scared her even more. That he could choose to do the same to her mind at any point, and only didn't do so out of some perverse glee.

Her body moved on autopilot, each zombie kill easier than the last, as her mind examined itself. Asuna wasn't an idiot, and she had long since stopped shying away from the truth. She could recognize these facts about herself, ugly as they were.

Just as she recognized that there was nothing she could do to escape.

She was yanked from her thoughts by a sound piercing the air, a feminine scream from a few blocks over. Asuna came to a stop and looked in that direction, as did many of the zombies near her.

Asuna's first instinct was to rush in, to save whoever it was that was in trouble. Morgan had given her permission after all, as much as it galled her to need something like that. But saving people was the only way she could still feel like a good person.

Or, it should have been. Her second instinct was to hesitate as she recalled her attempts to save people earlier in the day, how all of them had ended in grisly failure. The world was just too dangerous. Even if she saved them, they wouldn't have what was required to survive in it on their own without her help, and would die shortly after. So was there a point to saving them?

Another scream from the same girl rang through the air, and a moment later, Asuna moved. She decided that yes, there was a point still. Just because the first three times ended in failure did not mean the fourth one would. There was still a chance, and if she gave up on that, she might as well give up on everything.

Her wings were on cooldown so she just ran, relying on her sprinting speed to see her to her destination swiftly. She didn't waste time killing more zombies, instead just weaving through them or even leaping over them. So it only took her a handful of seconds to reach the street where she had heard the scream.

She rounded the corner, her foot slamming into the asphalt of the street with a heavy thud as she used it to change the direction of her direction. Her next step was equally as heavy as she prepared to accelerate. But before she could, she needed to figure out exactly where she was headed.

Time seemed to slow down as Asuna's eyes took in the street and everything in it. The zombies, the cars, the corpses, and the three still living people.

Living people that she recognized, but for all the wrong reasons.

Her eyes first fell on Shidou, the teacher that they had watched get kicked out of the Takagi mansion earlier. He looked battered, bleeding from a few small spots on his face and the frame of his glasses were bent. But he was very much alive. His expression was panicked, but there was just a hint of a sneer there.

Behind him was one of the high school girls, one of his students, that he had tricked. She was the one screaming, and now her eyes were widened in horror. Because in front of Shidou was a boy, her classmate, who was falling into the clutches of the zombies. Asuna saw the approaching teeth closing in on him, and she knew she wasn't fast enough to save him.

But that wasn't all there was to it. Because she could also tell that he hadn't tripped or been pulled. He was falling backwards, arm extended toward Shidou. Asuna couldn't see her face, but she could tell he was looking straight at his teacher, who had his own arm still extended, clearly having pushed the student.

Anger surged inside of Asuna as her foot hit the ground and she rocketed forward. She was right, she was too slow to save the boy, and the undead teeth buried into his neck before she had closed even half the distance. But that just made the anger inside of her burn that much stronger.

Her blade twitched in Shidou's direction, who was just now starting to look up at her, confusion slowly dawning on his face. He had just killed his student in a vain attempt to buy a few more seconds of life. He was a scumbag, a murderer, and Asuna knew that he would ruin many more lives if he was allowed to.

If she let him live.

Asuna suddenly felt quite calm as she imagined killing him. The rage turned to ice in her veins and her mind felt sharp. It would be easy, he was a weak human that was too slow to stop her. With a single stroke she could save even more people from falling to his clutches. With just a bit of blood and a single life, Asuna could improve this world.

She forced the point of her rapier away and sheathed it. She couldn't- wouldn't do it. She hadn't killed Kuradeel. She hadn't killed any of the Laughing Coffin members during that raid back in SAO. She wasn't a killer.

But just because she wouldn't kill him didn't mean she had to save him either.

Asuna bounded to the two of them and completely ignored Shidou as she scooped the girl into her arms. She yelped in surprise, flailing, but holding her was easy with Asuna's strength and speed. She then took off again, leaving Shidou behind.

"What?!" she heard him cry out as she barreled past the zombies. The girl reflexively clung to her as Asuna leaped above the heads of the zombies and onto a wall, and from there she jumped onto a nearby roof. Only then did she set the girl down, putting her on her feet.

Feet that immediately gave out on the girl, who slumped to her knees, eyes wide and dizzy. "What- what just happened?" she asked in a dazed voice.

"Sorry for the rough treatment," Asuna apologized. "I needed to get you out of there quickly, before you were swarmed."

She looked up at Asuna, blinking in confusion. "I… wait, what about sensei?!" She clambered on all fours to the edge of the roof, propping herself up on the small lip that ran around the edge.

Asuna turned to look at where she had left Shidou behind. Sure enough, he was surrounded by zombies on all sides, with no room for escape.

"We, we have to help him!" the girl insisted, turning to Asuna.

But Asuna didn't move. She just looked down to meet the girl's eyes. "He killed your classmate, you know?"

She flinched. "Tsunoda…" she said. "I…"

"Help meeeee!" Shidou yelled down from the street below. "Save me! I'll give you whatever you want, just don't let me die!" The calm and collected manipulator persona had been stripped away, revealing the pathetic man that he really was.

But his yelling just drew more zombies to him, including the few that had followed the sound of Asuna running, and his situation became more dangerous.

"...you're not going to save him?" the girl asked.

Asuna watched Shidou with cold and angry eyes. She could still see the corpse of the other student, Tsunoda, on the ground. He started to get up, clambering to his feet as he joined the undead horde.

"No. I'm not."

Shidou kept screaming as the zombies reached him, their hands hooking onto his clothes as they grabbed him. Tsunoda was one of them, and Shidou was soon buried beneath the horde of undead clambering for his flesh.

A few moments later his screams stopped.

Asuna wasn't sure how she felt. Or, more specifically, she felt far too much about what just happened to be able to properly parse it all. Now that she had calmed down some she was starting to doubt her earlier conclusion that not saving him was different from killing him herself. Was it really? She wasn't sure.

She had seen the things he had done. Morgan had even confirmed that he would keep doing them, though she wasn't entirely comfortable making decisions based on his word alone, much less his word based on a manga he had read once.

But she didn't really want to get stuck in another spiral of wondering if reality was real or not, so she tried not to think about the latter too much.

The important thing was that she had chosen to not save a man, a man she felt was evil, a man who unquestionably deserved to die. And he had, because of her. And she didn't regret it.

She looked down at the girl, who seemed to be undergoing her own crisis. The only survivor of Shidou's burgeoning cult.

Asuna was scared.

Because when she looked at the girl she had saved, her doubts lessened. They didn't go away, but they seemed to matter less. Whether or not what she did was any different from murdering Shidou himself didn't feel very important compared to the life of this girl. She started to think that maybe she would have killed him after all. When saving people was all she had, how far would she go for it? She didn't know, and that was what scared her.

The girl looked up at Asuna. "So… what now?"

Asuna was wondering that herself. "What's your name?" she asked instead.

"...Miku. Yuuki Miku."

Asuna's eye twitched. "Yuuki? Seriously?"

Miku frowned. "You got a problem with my name?"

Asuna sighed. "My name is Yuuki Asuna."

Miku's expression flipped from a frown to an amused smile in an instant. "No way, seriously? What are the chances?!"

"It's not that uncommon of a last name," Asuna said. But she was wondering what the odds were herself. Had Morgan set this up somehow? She couldn't see how he possibly could have, but she refused to underestimate his schemes.

"I never had a sister. Especially not an… elf?" Miku looked at Asuna weirdly, as Asuna was in her blue-haired ALO avatar. "What is even your whole thing? Are you a cosplayer? A hero?"

Asuna sighed. "Something like that." She willed herself back to her SAO avatar, feeling her entire body and equipment shift. "There. This is closer to what I normally look like."

"Wow, that's super cool!" Miku said. "What else can you turn into?"

"I- that's not important right now," Asuna said, flustered. "We need to get you somewhere safe."

Miku snorted, gaze drifting back to the horde down below. "Safe. Right. Like that exists anymore in this world. I thought it did… but that was just a dream, huh?"

Asuna grimaced, but said nothing. She couldn't refute her words considering the fates of all of the groups she had tried to save since coming to this world. The only halfway safe place left was the Takagi mansion, which had explicitly exiled Miku since she was Shidou's follower. And they weren't exactly going to listen to Asuna's pleas to take her in anyway considering how much of a stir that she and Morgan had caused.

"I'm sure that there's somewhere," she said after an awkwardly wrong silence. "We just have to find it."

"Can I come with you?" Miku asked.

Asuna froze. "I… no, that would be a bad idea."

"What? Why not?!" Miku protested. "If I'm going to be safe anywhere, it's wherever a strong hero chick like you is, right?"

"Trust me, you're better off here."

"Here?!" She waved at the crowd of zombies. "All by myself all I can do is either starve or get eaten! Wherever you're headed has got to be better than dying, right?"

Asuna hesitated. Was being subjected to Morgan worse than death? The overly dramatic and angry part of her said yes, but she knew she didn't really believe that. It was worse than her normal and happy life. But compared to a literal apocalypse? She hated to admit it, but even Morgan looked appealing compared to the mass amounts of death here.

She sighed. "You have a point," she said. "I don't know if he'll agree to take you in. I can't make that decision."

"So you have a leader or something? That's fine, I can convince him!"

"Just so you know, he's a pervert. He's basically building a harem, and he'll probably force you to have sex with him if you want to join."

"What, is he like bad at it or something?"

Asuna blinked at Miku. "What?"

"Is he really bad at sex?" she asked. "I mean, not that it really matters. I don't mind entertaining a two pump chump if it means I can live in comfort."

"No, he's not bad at- I mean what the hell are you talking about? Why are you accepting that so casually?!"

Miku tilted her head. "Uhh, because it's just sex? What are you, a virgin?"

"There is a big gap between being a virgin and being so- so cavalier about sex! It's normal to be embarrassed by it!"

Miku shrugged. "I mean sure, if you're a prude. Sex is fun, and it feels good. If that's all I have to do to live? That's a win-win."

Asuna gaped at the other girl for a moment, her brain short circuiting. Then she slumped over. "Ugh. Why is it always the perverts?" she groaned. Then she sighed. "Fine, whatever. I've warned you. If you want to ask him then sure, I'll take you to him."

"Woo!"

Asuna picked her up in her arms again. "Oh, also, he's a crossdresser."

"Neat, I've never had sex with a crossdresser before. That sounds fun!"

Asuna sighed again, completely giving up convincing the girl that this was a bad idea. She remained quiet as she took off running, jumping from rooftop to rooftop to avoid the zombies as she carried Miku towards where her Contract with Morgan told her he was.

As she ran, and as Miku smiled and clung to her, hope in her eyes, Asuna couldn't help but to ponder a question that had been growing in the back of her head for the past week, one that had been planted by Lili's easy acceptance and watered by Dia's reveal of her true personality and feelings.

Am I the weird one after all?

The streets ran red with a river of blood.

Well, if I was being completely honest, it couldn't even be called a stream. It was more of a trickle. But it was a fact that Saeko and I had killed enough zombies that their blood was pooling together only to then slowly pour into the nearby drains.

I had stopped sniping and jumped down into the fray myself. Creating hundreds of small magic bullets that instantly killed the zombies got pretty boring pretty quickly, so I decided to work on some of my other magic skills, reducing their costs and being as efficient as possible with them. It was good practice.

Saeko and I had carved a path through the city, drawing the attention of every zombie with several blocks. Undoubtedly I was butterflying a lot of future plot events by decimating so many of the undead, but that was fine. I didn't plan on interacting with this world again once I left, so whatever happened to it was not my problem.

Besides, Saeko was having fun, and that was all that mattered.

She had been stoic at first, dutifully cutting down zombies in a methodical manner. Her blade never wavered and never made an inefficient cut.

But that was boring, so I slowed down my own efforts and let more and more zombies approach her, slowly increasing the pressure.

It took awhile before she showed any sign of strain. She responded incredibly well, her movements speeding up to match the flow of undead. Her skill was definitely far higher than a high school girl should have been able to reach. She really earned her T3 status.

As I directed more and more zombies her way, she became more and more engrossed in the fight. I drowned out everything else with a sea of undead, making it so that she couldn't think about anything that wasn't killing zombies. The worries about her friends, her attachments to her world, the concerns of her morality and honor- all were left behind as she fought.

And in their place, ecstasy blossomed.

We finally reached a lull in the fighting as no more zombies approached us. I took a moment to look more closely at Saeko. Her chest heaved as she gasped for breath, exhausted and sweating from her efforts. But her expression was radiant, lips curled up in a smile that just slightly bared her teeth, her eyes wide as they darted around. Her cheeks were flushed and her once white outfit was splattered in blood.

She looked terrifying, but in a really hot way.

"Let's take a breather, Saeko," I said, lowering my staff.

She looked at me, looked around again, and then finally allowed herself to relax. "I- yes. That's probably a good idea." She looked at me again as she sheathed her katana. "You aren't even out of breath?" She sounded impressed.

"It won't take long to get you to the level where this is barely a warmup for you," I replied with a shrug. Then I grinned. "So? Did you have fun?"

She grimaced as she looked at me. "I guess it would be pointless to hide it, wouldn't it?" She sounded a little bitter, though it was largely blunted by the high that she was still riding.

"It would. There's no shame in it though. I found it pretty hot."

She blinked at me in surprise. "Really? You don't find it disturbing or disgusting?"

"The only thing I found it was arousing," I insisted. "You have no idea how badly I want to bend you over and take you right now."

Her face went bright red. "I- well- that's a little… you shouldn't say such things to a girl."

"But I like seeing you cute and embarrassed like this too," I replied with a grin.

Saeko looked down, and in doing so spotted the state of her clothes. "I don't know how you could possibly call me cute when I'm covered in blood like this."

"Well, if that's such a problem for you, then why don't we wash you off?" I said as I raised my stuff.

"What do you mean-" she started as she looked back up.

"Create Water."

A barrel's worth of water suddenly manifested in the air above her, conjured by my magic, before gravity took hold of it and sent it crashing down over her. She froze, shocked and absolutely soaked. She stared at me, mouth agape.

"See, no more blood stains!" I declared with a smile. And it was true, to a degree. I doubt that just rinsing her off had completely gotten rid of all the blood. But her shirt was now so transparent that any remaining blood couldn't be seen.

Her lacy black bra and pale skin though? Those were quite visible.

"You… Do you enjoy making girls wet?" she asked.

"I consider it one of my favorite pastimes, yes."

She glared at me and covered her chest. "That is not what I meant."

I stepped closer to her. "But it's true, isn't it?" I asked, my grin turning just a little sinister. "Even before I splashed you with water, I bet there was at least one part of you that was already drenched."

She gulped as I approached, taking a step back. But her leg hit the bumper of a car, preventing her from retreating any further as I stepped close to her. She was much taller than me, but that didn't stop me from having a larger presence.

"I saw you," I said in a quiet voice. "I saw your expression. I know you." I reached down to grab the hem of her skirt. "You're absolutely dripping with arousal, aren't you?"

Her blush increased. "You… when you said you wanted my body… you were serious?"

"Serious as sin," I replied. "And now that you're mine… I'm going to take it. You might be a sadist, but you also want a big strong man that will take you, don't you? Well…"

I suddenly let go of her skirt and instead gently pushed against her stomach, just hard enough to send her toppling onto the hood of the car she was backed up against. Her sword fell from her grasp and to the ground and she let out a sharp gasp as she hit the hood.

"I might not be very tall," I continued before reaching up to her and then ripping her soaked shirt open, the buttons popping and bouncing off the hood and ground. "But I'm pretty strong. And I'm big where it matters."

She opened her mouth, probably to protest or stop me, but she fell silent as I pulled up my skirt and revealed my cock and two or so days of accumulated Love Spot charge hit her all at once.

"O-oh," she stammered, staring at my cock. "You really are a man."

"That's right," I confirmed, amused, as I put my hands on her legs and spread them apart. The hem of her skirt rode up as her thighs moved outward, but Saeko wore a long and loose skirt, so it wasn't by nearly enough. I pulled it up the rest of the way, revealing a pair of lacy black panties to match her bra. She didn't resist, and in fact barely even acknowledged my stripping of her.

"What do you think a man with a cock like mine does with a woman as aroused and wet as you are?" I asked as I placed my hand on her crotch.

Her panties were wet from the water I had dumped on her and they stuck to her, forming a perfect outline of the flesh beneath them. I could clearly make out her pussy lips, and I gently rubbed my thumb against them. The texture was slightly different though, being just a little slimier due to being soaked with more than just water, and I could feel the heat pulsing from her.

She definitely noticed that, but probably not in the way she expected. As soon as I touched her, her back arched, bra-covered breasts jutting into the air. "Ooooohhhhh," she moaned.

"You're pretty sensitive, huh?" I commented, amused and aroused. "Or are you just that pent up from all the zombie killing you've been doing?"

"I… I…" she said between pants. Her expression was conflicted and confused as Love Spot and Sticky Fingers worked to break down her hesitation.

"You never answered my question," I continued. I stepped as close to her as I could get, placing my cock on top of her crotch, my balls brushing against her panty covered pussy. "I've got a big hard cock, and you've got a hot and wet pussy. What should we do?"

She made eye contact with me. Her gaze was a little clouded with lust, but she seemed mostly cognizant. "You… you want me to say it?" she asked nervously.

"Yes, I do. Say it, Saeko, and I'll give you exactly what you've wanted. You know, beyond just the sadistic violence and killing."

We maintained eye contact as several moments passed. Her chest rose and fell as she breathed heavily. Her skin was wet and flushed. She wanted it. I knew it, and she knew it. The tension in the air was clear though, because accepting it meant accepting me, accepting her new role and new life. More than the deal she had agreed to earlier, this was the moment of no return. Giving in now would mean giving in entirely.

And beneath her stubborn pride and honor, apart from the morals that had been imprinted onto her by a modern society, she wanted to give in, to revel in base pleasure and live a life of excitement.

"Yes," she whispered. "Do it." She still looked nervous, but her expression was also filled with excitement and anticipation.

My cock throbbed, but I held back. "You're supposed to say it," I reminded her.

A hint of a pout flickered across her face before she schooled her expression and gave me a challenging look. "Show me just how much of a man you are. Take me."

I was hoping for something more explicit, but her words sounded pretty nice as well. "Good enough." I hooked my thumb on the edge of her panties and pulled them aside to reveal her pussy. It was glistening with both water and arousal. I pulled my hips back, lined myself up, and then sheathed myself inside of her in one go.

"Aaaahhh!" she screamed, back arching as I filled her tight insides.

"Congratulations on becoming a woman, Saeko," I grunted. "My woman." Then I started pistoning my hips, fast, not giving her a single second to breath or get used to it.

"Ah! Yes! Ah! Ah!" she moaned as I fucked her.

"From now on you will fightfor me," I said, layering on some Alluring Whisper. "From now on I will fuck you whenever I want." I grabbed hold of her hips so I could thrust into her harder, more fiercely. The entire car shook beneath us. "From now on, your true self will be free."

She came with a cry of pleasure echoed over the empty streets. Her hands slammed into the hood of the car as her back arched even more.

But I didn't stop fucking her.

"Let go of your past, your morals, what you think you know," I said, suddenly laying on the Alluring Whisper thick. It didn't have any hypnotic abilities beyond being arousing as hell, but even just that could have a pronounced effect with the right application, especially in an emotionally charged moment like an active orgasm. Especially especially after all of the other work I've done to get her to this point.

"Listen to your desires. Obey me. Become mine."

And with that final word, with her climax only just starting to die out, I let myself cum as well and filled her womb with my seed.

"Oh!" she gasped as she felt my warmth fill her belly. Her legs reflexively closed around me, ankles crossing behind my back and pushing me closer to her. "Ooooh. You've done it now." She smiled playfully at me.

"Done what, made you mine?" I asked.

"Yes… I am yours," she confirmed, closing her eyes in contentment. She let herself lay back. "Despite the way you dress, and despite the circumstances… you are a man that I can let myself love."

I grinned at her words and watched as my mark, a witch's hat, appeared on her bare lower stomach, above her womb. Ink flowed from it as an additional design grew around it. It only took a few seconds for the image of sheathed katana to overlay the witch's hat, crossing it horizontally.

It wasn't a method I had used often up until now, but a confession of love was enough to capture a girl as well. And through a combination of good old fashioned manipulation, good sex, and a hypnocock, getting one out of Saeko hadn't been difficult at all.

"You won't regret it, I promise," I said. "Now, time for round two!"

"Are you serious right now?" a voice cut in, interrupting us. We both looked over to see Asuna standing a few meters away and watching us with a stern look on her face, apparently having approached while we were distracted.

She was also carrying a girl, bridal style. A very familiar girl, one of the sluttier members of Shidou's little cult. If she was here, with Asuna, something very interesting had happened.

"Oh, hey Asuna," I casually greeted her. "Wanna join in? Your friend can join too."

"Okay!" the girl said, twisting and stumbling out of Asuna's arms.

"No, not okay!" Asuna snapped as she moved her now free hands and planted them on her hips. "Where the hell do you think we are? How on earth could you get horny with all of this around?" She waved her hand, indicating the dismembered corpses that littered the street around us.

"Well, Saeko's a sadist, and she's really hot when she's indulging in that," I answered. But, recognizing that the mood was dead, I pulled out of Saeko and tucked away my cock. Saeko, blushing now that we had an audience, did her best to close her shirt, though the ripped away buttons meant that keeping it closed would require some repairs or modifications.

"Besides, it's not like we were fucking on a pile of corpses. And I rinsed her off first."

Asuna was not amused, judging by the flat stare she sent at me. Then she sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose. "Whatever. You're a pervert, she's a pervert, everyone's a god damn pervert. Including this one. Her name is Miku, and she wants to come with us."

"Yuuki Miku!" the girl in question clarified. "Just like Asuna! We're basically sisters."

I let a grin grow on my face. "Is that so?" Asuna just rolled her eyes when I looked at her again.

"Oh my god, is that you Busujima-san?" Miku suddenly said as her attention turned away from me. "I almost didn't recognize you. I never thought you'd be getting it on in a place like this." She flashed Saeko a thumbs up. "You go girl! Though I thought you were with those other guys?"

Saeko looked a little lost and confused, like she wasn't entirely sure how to respond to the other girl. "They… will be fine without me. I've decided to join Morgan's group instead."

"I can see why," Miku said with a sly smile. She turned back to me. "Can I join too? I'll suck your dick or fuck you or whatever you want!"

I laughed. "What a straightforward proposal. I'll think about it." I glanced at Asuna. "Why don't you tell me what happened?"

She shrugged and looked away, crossing her arms. "I saved her from some zombies. She doesn't have anywhere else to go, so she asked to come with me. I told her that you had to decide that."

"I see, I see," I mused. "And Shidou? Did you end up taking my offer?" I was referring to our conversation earlier, where I told her we could track him down and kill him if she wanted.

"No, I didn't," she snapped. But she averted her eyes and crossed her arms, her body language practically yelling as it declared how guilty she felt. "I just… chose to save Miku. That's all."

"Sensei was kind of a jackass anyway, he pushed Tsunoda into the crowd of zombies." She frowned. "I liked Tsunoda, he had a big dick." Asuna looked at her, bemused, but Miku didn't see it.

"Is that so? Well, seeing as you have nowhere else to go, I suppose we could accommodate you…" I looked her over. "How do you feel about becoming a maid? Dia will need a few hands to help her out sooner or later."

"Will I get a cute and sexy maid outfit?"

"Of course."

"Deal! Wait, will I actually have to do chores?"

"Yes, you will be more than just a sexual outlet for me."

"Aww. Well, okay, that still beats staying here."

"Well then, Miku, welcome aboard." I offered her my hand.

"Yay!" she cheered as she ignored my hand and pulled me into a hug that shoved my face straight into her exposed cleavage. Her boobs were massive, easily beating Saeko's, and I sunk into them.

I wasn't terribly interested in her if I was being honest. Not because she was a slut, but because she was boring. She reminded me too much of the girls I played around with before becoming a Contractor before I had lost interest in the lack of any real challenge or variety.

But Asuna had brought her to me, after presumably choosing to let Shidou die. It was such a good step, such a good sign of her corruption, that there was no way I was going to ruin it by not letting her come with us. This sort of behavior from Asuna was to be encouraged.

It didn't hurt that my point about Dia needing help was true. Building a maid force was going to be more and more important as our numbers grew. And Asuna's annoyance at Miku's blatant sluttiness alone made it worth taking her back home.

I pushed myself out of Miku's boobs, which were threatening to suffocate me if I stayed there much longer. "Asuna, take Miku here back to the portal, and hand her off to Dia. Tell Dia she has a new helper. I don't care if she gets a Falna or not, I'll leave that choice to Dia. And get Ed to explain everything." I was going to have to come up with a standard onboarding presentation or something at this rate.

"And what are you two going to be doing?" Asuna asked with a raised eyebrow and a pointed look at Saeko's half undressed state. "The portal is going to close in a few hours."

"Kill more zombies, of course. And probably grab some more clothes for Saeko here. " I turned to her. "Is your house nearby?"

"We can make it from here without issue," she said. "Especially if we fly."

I turned back to Asuna. "That, then, and then find a cosplay shop or something. I know the raid crew grabbed some general clothes and Ed can do a lot with those, but it wouldn't hurt to pick up a few sexy maid uniforms, and some other fun outfits."

"There's a place uhh… six blocks? Yeah, I think six blocks that way," Miku pointed. "They have a lot of cute cosplay stuff."

"Look at you, being useful already," I praised her. "We'll stop by there too."

"Alright. Come on, Miku-san. I'll fly you back to our base." She shifted back into her blue haired ALO avatar.

"Okay Onee-chan! Let's go!" Miku practically jumped into Asuna's arms.

"Onee-chan?" Asuna repeated, confused. But if Miku responded, I didn't hear it as Asuna took off into the air.

Once it was just the two of us, I turned back to Saeko. "Cosplay shop, then your place?"

She nodded and finally pushed herself fully off the hood of the car before leaning down to pick up her dropped sword. "I know where it is."

"You do, do you?" I asked with a grin. "Well, then, after you then, my dear Saeko."

She blushed slightly, but didn't protest, and the two of us armed ourselves once more as we headed deeper into the city.

It had been a long day in this apocalyptic world, but all in all? It was a very good one.

And the days to come would keep getting better and better.

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AN: This chapter… I admit, it was a bit of a struggle to write. Not the Asuna part, that part came to me like a vision and I stayed up late one night getting it out of my head and onto paper. But the rest of it? It was unexpectedly difficult. I'm not super happy with how the Saeko stuff came out, but to be honest she won't have a major presence in the fic anyway. With the number of girls I plan on getting, some will take more secondary roles, and Saeko is one of those, acting as Asuna's first real subordinate.

Miku will be tertiary. That's why I decided to just have some fun with her character and focus on her being an air headed slut. You can just chalk it up to being a survival/coping mechanism built on top of someone who is already pretty slutty. If she doesn't focus on the fun sex, the horrors she's witnessed start to settle in. Or she's just like that. Whichever.

But we're officially done with this portal trip. It was a lot more about Asuna and progressing her corruption than the setting or characters from that setting, if we're being honest, but that's okay, that's why I picked it. Because after a chapter or two of setup, we'll have our first dungeon challengers, and that's when the real fun will start.