Promiscuous Perils of a Post-Apocalyptic Pervert
You are Zeb, a young man who finds himself wandering aimlessly across the countryside that used to be known as the United States before the Great War and the onset of the Dark Ages. You were raised in the slave camps in the East, where you worked in the ore mines, but you escaped and you are currently making your way westward on foot via one of the huge concrete freeways of old. You are not particularly intelligent and you possess merely average looks. In fact, the only thing that really sets you apart from the countless thousands of hopeless souls who wander the countryside is your monumental sexual desire, your seemingly indefatigable lust for women...
The freeway is traversable only on foot or by horse as it is lined with ancient metal dinosaurs stopped in their tracks. But you don't have a horse, or any money to speak of. It is almost sundown when you come across a tattered old road sign. If you could read, you would know that it said "Cincinnati, population 1,223,948".
You come to the crest of a hill and look down to see the remnants of the ancient city spread out in the river bottom below. The city appears to be quite large, perhaps the largest you've ever seen. These old cities are quite treacherous places at this day in age. They possess all sorts of violence and decadence (some of which you desire). But you have no weapons and are not much of a fighter...
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