James's Story

“Congratulations sperm donor, you have managed to survive the first round of Snu-Snu,” Femputer said as some of the awoken orgy participants got out some first aid kits and started cleaning the cut and slashes you accumulated on your chest. The Yunyun from before and a Nami from One Piece with a patched up dress were working together to help you.

“Well not my first orgy, just the first one where I wasn’t drunk by the end or where it ended where it started,” you talked back to the wall of machines, wincing as the Amber dipped a **** soaked rag on a wound. You were exhausted and aching from what Bowsette, Samus, and then Supergirl did to you; the second group was much more aggressive than the first much larger one.

“SILENCE! Now that the tribe has had its release we will move you to auxiliary room 10 so that they may use you for continued Amazonian production,” Femputer declared. You glanced at the machine with a confused look.

“Wait, wasn't this supposed to be a **** by Snu-Snu thing? Fuck til I drop dead?”

“Tribe needs to grow to an acceptable level. Acquiring male from rival tribes is too risky at the current stage and wandering males are too rare,” Femputer responded. “You will conduct Snu-Snu until the tribe grows or **** occurs.”

“Come on, help me get him setup,” said the Supergirl with a severe burn scar across her face and chest.

“Hey!” Shouted the Amber as she stepped in front of Supergirl. “At least let us finish bandaging him!”

“Can’t you just finish later?” Supergirl asked as she looked you over and glanced at the sprained ankle that was half wrapped up. Supergirl sighed and waved Amber away. “Just hurry up.” Amber, Yunyun, and Nami finished cleaning the wound with only some minor stinging and mistakes. Supergirl and Loona the Tetramand Princess took apart the mounts for your chains and Loona carried you in a Princess hold. The chains fell to the bed and you massaged where the chains rubbed your wrists raw.

As you were carried away, you gave a better look around the room. The pile of characters that fucked you was much smaller now and most were busy getting dressed again with a few fighting over a few choice outfits. There was an obvious food stockpile with many crates, several replicators along the wall where the cerberus girl (made of Nora, Lusamine, and Mai) was getting drinks, a small forge, and a set of semi-broken couches around a TV.

Loona took you through a doorway and you were soon being carried through various hallways and corridors that were in various states of disrepair. Several hallways were completely collapsed and sealed with trash and rubble. You passed by several rooms whose doors were decorated with stickers and paintings.

“Here we are,” Loona said as she punched the release to a door and it opened to a sparse room. It had just a bed with a loop above it, a small desk, and another door likely leading to a bathroom. The massive window on the other side of the room revealed a wall of trash bags and random junk behind the glass. Loona held you down on the bed with one set of arms and used the chain that Supergirl was carrying to tie you to the loop by the bed using the other set. Thankfully she tied the other end to your good leg.

“I would help you break in this bed,” Loona said as she gave a moist kiss on your lips. “But I have to go on patrol.” She broke the kiss and left the room with her hips swaying covered by skin tight armored shorts. You wait a few minutes before getting up and checking the door. It was locked from the outside. Checking the other door, you find a clean bathroom with a toilet and shower. Testing the shower showed that despite the rundown place and the fact you were on a trash world, the place you were at had running hot water though it had an odd taste.

You turned off the shower in time to hear a knock at the door.