Next Morning

"Good morning!" Mabel says. You wake up and see her bouncing on top of your crotch. Your morning wood buried inside of her. She grabbed your hands and **** them onto her breasts. "Mmmm... Oh yeah... I could get addicted to this..." Before you can protest you felt yourself cum inside of her. Mabel let out a long hum and you felt her walls tighten. Once she's done cumming Mabel gets off of you and snuggles up next to you.

"Wh-what was that for...?" you asked.

"Someone has to take care of your morning wood," Mabel replied before kissing you passionatley. You moan and kiss her back, completely giving into this new depraved relationship your baby sister forces you into. While kissing Mabel grabs your cock and strokes it to life.

"Again?" you asked breaking the kiss.

"Well, I could probably use some more anal training before I get started..." Mabel replied sheepishly. You don't have to be told twice. Mabel lays on her stomach and you crawl on top of her. Your pussy juice soaked prick presses against her rectum and slides in. Mabel let's out a grunt but quickly relaxes herself. You thrust in slowly but you figure a zombie won't be gentile with her so you quickly picks up the pace. Mabel grunts more frequently but she doesn't say anything to stop you so you continue thrusting. You notice one of Mabel's hands went to her pussy and she starts stoking her clit. Then her grunts turns into moans and her rectum tightens. You thrust in a few more times before blowing your load into Mabel's ass.

Now completely exhausted you lay on top of Mabel while the two of you try and catch your breath.

"Sorry..." you say. "You said... you wanted training... and I figured a zombie wouldn't be gentile."

"It's okay..." Mabel replied between breathes. "...I think I like it rough..." You were a bit shocked by this revelation, even more by the lewd smile Mabel is giving you. But before you can dive further into this subject you hear your father calling you two downstairs.

"John! Mabel!" Your father calls. "Time to wake up we have a meeting with the others!"

"Better do what he says or he'll be suspicious," Mabel said and you nod in agreement. You get out of bed, shivering as you felt your dick exit Mabel's ass. You peek out the door and into the hallway. Once you made sure the coast was clear, Mabel sneaked into her room. With Mabel in the clear you begin getting dressed for the day, dressing yourself in the clothes you wore yesterday because all of your clothes you brought were still in your totaled car. After getting dressed you noticed Mabel left her panties here from last night, and you have a feeling she didn't do it by accident. Thinking there was no time to try and make Mabel take the pair back, you lifted up the mattress of your bed and stuck the pair between it and the bed frame.

"Kids!" Dad yelled again.

"Coming!" you reply walking at of your room with Mabel behind you.

"Again?" Mabel replied with a mischievous smirk. "Wasn't two times enough?" You glare at her but she just giggles and runs downstairs.

You, Mabel, Mom, and Dad made your way to the park where everyone else met as well. The only difference with the park was that Carolyn and Helen brought out this big chalk board with Jobs written in big words on it along with what you can guess were the jobs around town. Mabel helps you again by explaining each job.

Jobs:

Cook (2): Sophia Doe, and "Whoever is assigned as a cook is in charge for making meals for everyone and managing our food supply. Since mom's the best cook around, it's only natural that she's put on this job full time and whoever gets assigned along with her is her kitchen helper, it used to be me, but now..."

Farmers (2): Mildred Perry-Mills, and "Farmers are in charge of planting food and growing other stuff we need, like these berry's that Jesse says can be turned into medicine. Despite being a complete bitch now, Mildred is still the gardening expert around here so she's in charge of that job and which ever poor bastard is assigned to her is her farm hand."

Guard Duty (5): "This is pretty self-explanatory. If your assigned to guard duty it's your job to watch over the place for zombies and unfriendly survivors. The latter hasn't shown up yet, but according to Carolyn she's seen a bunch of survivors that would attack each other for whatever they have in their pockets.

Janitor (2): "Again, self-explanatory. It's the janitors' job to keep the place clean and looking pre-apocalypse. It's really not important if you ask me, but Dad says that it keeps everyone in good spirits if our home didn't look like it had been torn apart by zombies."

Maintenance: "Whoever has maintenance has to go around town and make sure all the machines are still working and the buildings are up to code. If we have a building job planned for that person then he or she can get help from other survivors that have nothing else to do."

Scavengers (4-6): "You can guess what this is. Scavengers go out into the nearby towns and look for stuff that we need. Like clothes, weapons, food (can never have enough), and other stuff. Looks like after what happened to you and Carolyn dad's going to make the suggestion that scavengers travel in groups into a rule."

"Alright everyone," your father said once everyone was seated. You noticed he sounded a bit off, as if he was nervous. And then you remember what Mabel said last night. She's an adult now and the others are going to want her to do adult work. "We all know what time it is. Time to assign everyone's job for today. But before we do I want to announce something. Considering what happened yesterday, with Carolyn finding my son and her scavenging mission becoming a lot more complicated because of it, I believe it would be safer for everyone if we enforced the suggestion that scavengers travel in groups. Therefore we need at least four people willing to go out scavenging today."

"One of which should be your daughter," Adam Mills said aloud standing up. You looked at him and you could see he was every bit of the scumbag lawyer that they have on cartoons, if not worse because you can see that his face held some sort of "I'm better than you" attitude even though his face was completely neutral. "We have all endured horrors from this crisis while she has simply assisted Sophia in the kitchen since it started. While I understand your concern for her it's only right that she works as hard as us." He was calm, he was polite, he made excellent points, but he every word he said made you hate him, yet you didn't know why. There was something in his tone along with the look his face seem to hold that seemed to tick you off.

"Hey, douche bag!" the tattoo parlor owner, Raven, exclaimed standing up. "While I'm all for Spencer's little princess pulling her own weight, you have no right to call anyone out for being lazy, you never do a damn thing!" At this many people glare at Adam and announce their agreement with Raven. At this Mildred stood up and yelled at Raven; "Don't you dare take that tone with my husband!"

"Fuck you, bitch!" Raven replied angrily. "Everything you say came out his mouth, until you can make your own fucking opinion I ain't going to listen to a word you say!" You watch the heated argument with confused interest. You look at Gary, he covered his face with his hands and looked like he wanted to disappear. You felt bad for him, he had to live with both Adam and Mildred.

"Enough!" Spencer yelled. "One more outburst from anyone and you will be **** onto the scavenging team! Do I make myself clear?!" Raven and Mildred glared at each other one last time before sitting down.

"Can I say something?" Carolyn asked raising her hand. Dad nodded and Carolyn stood up and walked to the board. "I also think it's time that Mabel gets a taste for what's out there, John, too, while we're at it. We put both of them on today's scavenging team. And before you say anything else, I'll have me and a few others go with them and make sure they don't get hurt. Sound good?"

"...I suppose..." Dad replied. If Mabel was right, Adam, Raven, and Carolyn weren't the only ones that wanted her to work. Carolyn took the chalk and wrote on the board.

Scavengers (4-6): Mabel Doe, John Doe, Carolyn Nelson, Helen Henderson, Kathryn Martinez, and Linda Carter.

"Any complaints?" Carolyn asked the crowd, namely the group she wrote on the board. Helen said nothing and had a blank look on her face that still made her look creepy somehow. Kathryn shook her head and had a determined look on her face. Linda was the only one that didn't like the idea but she didn't say anything about it.

"Alright then." Carolyn handed the chalk back to Dad. Dad still seemed unsure about all this but he took a breath and wore a brave face for the group. He then assigned the rest of the jobs.

Jobs:

Cook (2): Sophia Doe, and Gretchen Berry

Farmers (2): Mildred Perry-Mills, and Josh Holmes

Guard Duty (5): Spencer Doe, Larry Evans, Shirley Martinez, Gary Perry, and Ora Malone

Janitor (2): Lillian Ross, and Ol' Tim Sanchez

Maintenance: George Rodriguez

Scavengers (4-6): Mabel Doe, John Doe, Carolyn Nelson, Helen Henderson, Kathryn Martinez, and Linda Carter

"These are the assignments for today," Dad said. "Any complaints?" Everyone was silent. "Good... dismissed."

You met up with Carolyn and her team at the bridge gate. The five of you were waiting for Mabel to join you. Mom had given you a cleaver to protect yourself with and dad had given you one of his army pistols in case things get too out of hand. Carolyn had her rifle and a combat knife. Helen had a hunting rifle and a claw hammer. Kathryn carried a sledgehammer (not surprising, she works out) and a six shooter attached to her thigh. Linda didn't have a gun, apparently not a fan of them, she carried a crowbar and a trashcan lid that seemed to act as a shield.

Mabel finally came up to you and the group with Dad following close behind. She carried so kind of baton and another of dad's pistols, what caught your attention was the trench coat she wore. You looked at her legs and only saw sneakers and some kind of leggings, she definitely wasn't wearing pants. When Dad and Mabel came up to the gate, Carolyn stepped in front of Dad.

"Not one step further!" Carolyn said.

"I was just going to ask if anyone wanted to trade jobs at the last minute," Dad said with a stone cold poker face.

"Spencer, if you go on this mission, you'll practically holding Mabel and John's hands all day. They need to be able to do things themselves without their father doing too much too make sure they don't get hurt."

"But-"

"We'll get them home safe."

"You can trust us," Kathryn stepped up. Dad and Kathryn shared a look and nodded, you guessed since they are both parents that they had some sort of connection with each other. With a sigh, Dad eventually left, leaving the six of you heading off into the zombie infested state of Boston.