A bonfire of ladies

You had spent the rest of the afternoon hiding in Autumn's tent while she was out doing stuff. Alone, you found yourself going through not only the clothes she had given you, but also sneakily reaching over to smell her used undergarments and cloth, which looked eerily similar to the modern day lingerie from where you came from, with a few differences that are subtle and unique to this world. As you do so however, you are met with an extremely foul stench coupled with the musky texture of the air around.

"Gosh fuck!" you exclaimed as you threw her underwear back at the pile. You then spent your time laying back and thinking of being technically the only male in a camp full of ladies. If you could somehow convince them to let you stay, surely you would be able to eventually enjoy having a whole lot of female companions as your own harem.

Still, the technicalities of being a lady right now is that not every girl might be a lesbian, even if so far everyone has been telling you how beautiful you are, and you have not spotted a single woman in the entire camp that matched the beauty you remembered from looking at yourself in the water, nor having the curves and body that you possess now.

You thought hard and felt a tear run down your cheek, as you suddenly remember more about your source world, missing your family, your house, your gaming computer and all the friends and modern day stuff you find yourself without.

If this world was as dangerous as they speak, you might be looking at a long time of getting violated and possibly murdered, and while the bandits having sex with you in the cave awakened some nagging feeling of desire for men’s bodies, you still maintained your stance on not being a homosexual that wanted other men to fuck you.

Autumn then appeared, informing you that it is now evening, and dinner time is here, but you must go out by the bonfire to meet a few other ladies.

Confident enough in your new body and not wanting to be kicked out early, you nodded and followed suit, approaching a bonfire where six ladies sat, six sexy ladies with athletic bodies and all varying sizes of boobs that caught your perverted gaze. Not that the ladies could complain either, since upon your arrival the ladies all dropped their actions and gazed back at you with open mouths, all except maybe one or two who may not be lesbian after all. Still, all six ladies acknowledged your presence with a nod, and Autumn beckoned you to sit beside her.

You gently lowered yourself down on a log by the fire, as you sat you crossed one leg over the other and rested your arms on your thigh, your palm upwards to support your head as you relaxed yourself. The ladies looked at each other and back at you, making you feel weirded out.

“You are very pretty!” one of them said. “She has been hearing that all day!” Autumn laughed as she grabbed a bowl of whatever that substance is and passed it to you. You gracefully received it with two arms out, although you took a look into the bowl and noticed it was some disgusting stew of green and blue.

“Eat up!” Autumn said as she happily downed her bowl, its viscous liquid pouring into her mouth, making you even more uncomfortable. Your stomach growled, trying its best to make you say fuck it and eat. And so you scoffed the shit down your mouth, taking big gulps as your head arches backwards to facilitate the chowdown.

“Have you been giving lots of head to men before you escaped?” a woman acoss you asked. You gave a weird look back and licked your lips slowly, as you wiped your mouth with the back of your hand. The food tasted okay, not great, but edible. Whatever it was. “Huh no..” you replied. “What makes you think so?”

“You have a very erotic way of eating.” the woman replied. The other ladies around the fire laughed, as they mimicked your eating and nudged each other. Weirdos. “You’re going to make Autumn here masturbate even more tonight with such a sexy way of eating!” one of them exclaimed.

What the fuck, you thought. These women are grade A crazy.

“While the Fuckening is not upon us, we need to take the vigilance to visit Sanctuary and buy our gear and supplies.” one of the women, who was in a fur coated piece of armor, her breasts ripping at the torso piece that was held by a single string, replied.

“Sanctuary?” you asked.

“It’s this HUGE kingdom, a vast city that stretches many lands, where men and women both live.” Autumn said as she made signs with her hands. “The people there are ruled by the Six Kings and Queens, who are benevolent rulers that saw to the prosperity of the kingdom.”

“Sounds cool!” you replied much to the confused looks of the women. “Uhh.. Cool? I mean great!” you clarified as the women then nodded and laughed. “So why didn’t you girls live there instead of this nomadic lifestyle?” you asked noting the temporal nature of the camp.

“Well…” Autumn frowned. “In exchange for a long time of good ruling, during the Fuckening, all abled bodied women who are younger than sixty without disease must present themselves to the central garden of the city, and strip themselves naked and present themselves to all the horny men in the city to fuck and even kill as they please.”

“What the fuck.” you spitted out some grub. “How is that something the women would agree to?”

Another woman, who goes by the name Sheryn, joined the conversation, holding a wooden mug up as she drank. “The men don’t have control of their dicks when the Fuckening happens. We don’t blame them. And some of us women do enjoy getting our brains fucked out of us.”

The woman then turned to you and spoke. “Be careful if I were you, with such stunning looks and a perfect body you might end up drawing the target of all the men even outside of the Fuckening.”

Good grief. You thought. Getting railed in all your female holes by multiple men during a wave of uncontrollable violent orgies isn’t something you would envision yourself being a part of.