Shinji is riding home...

"It's getting cold," I said urging my horse to trot a little faster. I personally was glad that the colder weather meant the war had brought a pause, if not a complete end to the war. The barbarians retreated into winter shelters while we did the same, yet I didn't have to like the actual cold itself.

"It'll be snowing soon," my future father-in-law answered.

"Yeah, that's true," I nodded in disappointment. For being a war it had turned out to be awfully boring. Really it was nothing more than endless months of standing around waiting. We had the high ground and the poor bastards thought they could surround us at first. There were a few skirmishes, but after they figured out our flank was too well protected they tried to sit and starve us out. But they didn't have a quartermaster as smart as Mister Takahashi. He'd prepared for this possibility and his planning alone let us outlast their siege.

They actually had to send out scouts to harvest try and food for themselves, but we'd already burned the fields for miles and miles around. I wonder how many of them died or abandoned their army before they officially turned tail and departed? Judging from the mass graves we found and the many more that had died and forgotten it had to be more than our entire town’s population, easily twice our fighting strength. I guess I should just be glad I and so many others had survived facing an army easily three to five times as large as ours and being able to return home at all.

And then there was Setsuko! Just the thought of finally being able to take that fine filly into my bed made me warm. I had no problem imagining all the ways I was going to defile her sweet and nubile body after we were wed on my return. "Let’s hurry up," I said as we reached the land bridge back into town and spurred my steed ahead faster as if that would make my fantasies come true faster. Mister Takahashi just laughed, but allowed his horse to follow me a little faster than the rest of the slow marching army and baggage train.

"Where is everyone?" I asked as he caught up. I hadn’t expected any guards at the watchtower, though maybe Kenji or Natsumi should have been there. But no one was moving about at all. It was just too quiet.

"Shinji!" I heard and looked over to see Hazuka Daishi come out slowly to greet me, but she didn’t look quite right. To be fair I hadn’t been that close to her before, though she did have a nice rack. Still, it was something to do with the way she looked at me that bothered me, but I just couldn’t place what was wrong. Before I could speak another door opened and other women stepped outside, all standing out looking dazed and emotionless. It was getting late and quite cold out, so maybe they were just tired and anxious to see if their men had survived. "Come inside, Shinji," Hazuka shouted to me.

"Sorry, I gotta get up to the manor and see Setsuko," I replied. "Wouldn’t want to be late for my own wedding," I said as a joke, but Mister Takahashi was still far behind me.

"She’s dead," Hazuka said flatly and that finally made me give her my full attention.

"What?" I shouted, about to kick my horse into a full gallop to her home.

"Months ago. I’ll tell you all about it inside," Hazuka said and then just turned to enter her home, yet left her door open. I could have ridden off to find out the truth for myself, yet I somehow felt there was no way she’d lie about something like that.

Confused and upset I jumped down from my horse and stormed inside Hazuka’s home. "Alright, now tell me what…" I demanded, but then found Hazuka had shed her dress and now stood only in her bra and panties before me.

"Please," she said approaching me with erotic movements as she reached for my bulge and kissed me. I had to say that while it was nice it definitely exactly the homecoming I’d expected. Then she began pulling at my cloak. "Make yourself at home and let me ease your pain."

"Is… Is she really dead?" I asked, letting her take my heavy cloak off my shoulders.

"Yes," Hazuka said hanging my cloak up and then coming back to kiss me once more. I could feel the swell of her breasts against my chest and her naked back flesh around her waist as I wrapped her up in my arms. Damn, she had never really seemed interested in me before, but I suppose having only that pussy Kenji be the only man in a beautiful girl’s life eventually makes her want a real man. And having a nearly year-long dry spell in the army muddled my head from thinking about anything but getting this little wench impaled on my joy rod as fast as possible, something she seemed equally interested in doing if her actions told me anything.

With her second intoxicating kiss and her willing flesh like putty in my hands, we didn’t talk anymore. She went to work undressing me while I occupied myself with loosing her milk puppies and letting my hands and tongue have their way with them. My only other experience with a woman had been a brief encounter last year with Yuki, and she’d been flat as a board, so I’d really been looking forward to getting my hands on Setsuko’s giant boobs. Hazuka’s weren’t as big, but they were still wonderful and soft as I played with them. After she got my sword belt off my pants and underwear quickly dropped and she went down to her knees with them.

I was already hard from playing with her tits, so groaned happily as she took my girth in her hand and stroked it right in front of her face. I groaned and let my eyes curl closed in pleasure, but was suddenly self-conscious and worried about the smell which must not be pleasant from riding a horse all day. I looked back down, expecting to see her about to take me in her mouth, but did not expect to see the silver flash of my dagger she must have pulled out of my belt.

"Hey, what are you…" I said looking down at her and then she looked up at me with eyes devoid of all emotion. That’s what had been wrong with her; she looked empty inside like no one was home inside her skull. "What is wrong with you?" Then she slashed at me and I fearfully pulled away, just barely escaping her grasp, though the blade had been intended on severing my manhood from my body still tasted blood as it gashed me.

"Fuck!" I screamed in pain as I tried to scramble away, my pants binding and getting caught in my feet as I tried to escape. The wound to my groin just above my dick was bleeding profusely, but terror drove me to ignore that pain. I kicked until my pants were discarded and crawled back to the door. There I used the handle to stand back up and saw the almost naked girl now perversely splattered with a red slash of blood across the naked tits I’d just been enjoying. She simple stood up and began walking toward me as if my running was just some simple inconvenience. I pulled myself to my feet and threw myself out the door.

And into chaos! While I’m sure many men had greeted their daughter’s and wives as I had Hazuka, the men all about the baggage train were now screaming in pain as women and girls from all over town now held bloody knives and swords, slaughtering their tired and unexpecting loved ones all over the road all around me. Here and there were a few men running, but there was at least one man on horseback fighting. I ran for him as quickly as I could, but then I saw the horrible truth. He wasn’t killing the murderous brainless women, but those few fleeing or fighting men.

And it wasn’t just anyone, but Kenji! How could this happen? What was going on? It just didn’t make any sense. Then Kenji spotted him, though he didn’t appear to be galloping toward me to run me down, just cantering his horse over to speak with me.

"I’m impressed that you’re still alive, Shinji," his voice echoed something evil as he smiled at me.

"Kenji? Man, what are you doing?" I shouted at him, shivering now only wearing a shirt and my socks standing in the cold.

"Harvesting fresh meat for my harem," was all he said with a wicked grin. Then I looked around and saw the truth was even more horrible than I thought. All about the corpses that had been the men of this village their women and daughters were now biting into their mostly still bodies. Some unlucky few were still screaming as their once beloved women started taking bites out of their flesh, chewing and devouring them before their terror-stricken eyes.

"Ladies!" he then called out and I looked to see Azami, mouth full of blood running down all over her expensive clothes stand up from a corpse that had clearly once been Mister Takahashi’s. Nearby Chizu also arose from one of his manservant’s corpses. Other women also stopped feasting on the deceased to look our way and then they all started approaching at a slow and steady mechanical pace. "They may not be fast, but I promise you, they never get tired," Kenji laughed. "And they are always hungry. Now, let’s see how long you last, old friend."

Then I felt a stabbing pain in my side. I twisted around and jumped away from Hazuka who had stealthily crept up behind me before sliding my own dagger up between a few ribs and into my right lung. She clung to the blade as I twisted away, but she seemed more interested in softening me up than outright killing me, though I could feel my breath wheeze through my punctured side.

Panicking I pulled out the dagger and clumsily threw it at her, making her back off. I pressed my hand into my oozing bloody wound, more grievous than any I’d gotten in the actual war, as I turned to flee in terror. Behind me, Kenji just laughed and watched the women amble after me. My breathing was getting raspy and I knew the blood was getting into my lung. At this rate, I wouldn’t last long, but I had to get away and somehow get help or at least warn others what had happened.

But even with that singular task firm in mind, my limbs were already starting to shiver with the unnatural cold that was invading my body along with the shock coming on from my rapid blood loss. Still, I struggled on, knowing that if I stopped I’d have their teeth gnashing into me, stripping my bones of meat and flesh.

"I have to get away…" I gasped before I fell to my knees, coughing up blood. Then someone jumped on my back and I felt them bite into the numb soft skin of my neck. I collapsed and closed my eyes just wanting the pain to end.

"Disappointing," was the last thing I heard Kenji say as consciousness slipped away from my body.