Two: Cockblock, more daily problems...

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That was the first sound that Francis heard as he woke up laying down with multiple inhabitants covered in cloudy fluids at the very center of the basement and the wet feeling that covered his loins at this moment was one of the best things to enjoy first thing in the morning as it enveloped his hardened member.

while he wanted to see who the culprit of the pleasant feeling was, the sight of more naked bodies of sleeping female zombies and mutants of different shapes and sizes that could put athletes to shame from how their bodies were as if their beauty and sexy curves increased from just becoming a mutant, as for the zombies while they can't grow anymore the shape stays the same, prevented that!

Luckily for him, Francis' new constitution allowed to be able to handle a few hundred women before being completely dried and could stay awake for a whole week if he tried then completely pass out for a whole day, but sadly even if there was less than a 30 of them here it required him giving them 'attention' for the whole night just to satisfy them all.

Meaning that he won't be getting any more of them for a while!

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that was the doorbell to his house while Francis wanted to go, the movement traveling up and down his shaft was simply too good to pass on even the sight of the tits and asses made him wanted to-

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Francis was really hoping, that it was one more of those ass kissers just so that he can beat the shit out of someone but the sudden powerful suction made him moan as his member released the spunk that gathered, the undead girls around him started getting up while releasing a low groan finally letting him see who the culprit of this blissful method to wake him up and sneak a quick snack.

Hehe, it was the one the girl that he recently got the Shakira look-alike from the gym I.D. that Francis found on her this mutant's name is Annika Turgenev, the mutant finally released after lapping up the tip carefully with excellent precision, as mutants are quick learners, checking if there was one more possible shot.

but sadly the ringing of his doorbell ruined his mood so he couldn't harden again even if the man desperately wanted to plow that vixen until her belly bloated!

However, either duty was calling or another asskisser was trying their luck if it was the former he'd endure it and vent his frustration later tonight with full details but if it was asskissers... Francis sported a terrifying grin as there isn't anyone that wanted to get cockblocked when they were having a good time!

Now that Francis thought about it wasn't he supposed to be off for a day or two? as he left the command to his second having the person in question to bolster the defenses and check the inventory for whatever is needed!

thus he quickly left his paradise while giving the inhabitants he passed a quick grope or a light spank on the different butt sizes before locking his door to his sanctuary and climbed back up ever so reluctantly, he went to the bathroom to give himself a quick wipe down as the thick smell of fish came from his body it took him a bit to get the smell of and the bell was rung quite a number of times by the time Francis was done, the time was early in the morning it was only 4:30 AM Francis was pissed quite a bit when he discovered that!

When he was finally dressed and ready the weapon of choice Francis had was of two spiked gauntlets that reached past his elbow as he took the job of being the 'tank' before heading to the entrance so he opened the door to see what the commotion was and interestingly enough it was a large man that stood at 6'5" decked in leather armor with a ski mask he was the underling of my second, which meant a duty was calling.

"so Gunthur, what brings you here on this fine morning?"

the sarcasm filled question made the man before Francis tense up a little before his heavy voice relayed what he was here for.

"Commander Francis, lady Natalie had found a new horde of zombies roaming near the shelter a chance of another leader type has awakened so she wanted your help since you understand on how to deal with them!"

His heavy voice with a thick foreign accent was uneasy at first but around the middle, there was a sense of pride, before he apologized for messing up his day off.

Lady Natalie from a long line of Russian nobles that vixen of a woman that stood at 5'9 always had a mask of a wolf on her head, she likes wearing light-weighted armor made from the now scarce titanium alloys that Francis had given her piece by piece thanks to some bastards that didn't like a woman being a leader and attempted to kill her a few times.

Since she did so well at her job, Francis provided her with the materials for her current armor and long sword which gave a peculiar reaction out of her, it was as if Natalie had been avoiding him since then so she always had her second that happens to be one of the retainers of her family, whose family had served her's for generations.

Francis has never gotten to see the vixen's face and the padded armor she always wore prevented anyone from seeing any of her curves, so if any new guy asked him if she was sexy, all he could do is shrug, since not once has he ever seen her without any armor or those thick clothes...

but back to the main agenda, for Natalie to disturb his rest meant that the situation brewing outside was bad, like really bad!

meaning that he'll be out cold by the time he is done, as Natalie was quite the tactician using her strategies and properly equipped fighters she can handle up to 2,000 zombies and mutants while it may seem like a low number, let me remind you that, she and her men are using blades and blunt weapons, and on top of that while beaten and exhausted, there wouldn't be any casualties from the 200 men and women she led, meaning, as long as it was the maximum ten to one her people can handle it under her command.

Now if guns and bombs were involved, heh it would multiply the amount that could be handled by five which would've been more if ammo wasn't so limited.

Gunthur led Francis to one of the main walls and the guards there all held a gun and Natalie was already holding her 'baby' which was a grenade launcher which meant the number of zombies and mutants scouted was over 10,000 meaning that yeah He was going to have one hell of a day as this also meant there was a leader that was leading these undead walkers which upped the difficulty!