The Milf Apocalypse

Life sucked, not just because you had lost your job, not because you were living in a rundown apartment complex by yourself and not because you were still a virgin at 25. No, life sucked because there wasn't anything that you could do to change it.

You were a skinny guy with no mussel on your entire body. Your skin looked more like a ghost with how pale you were. Your hair was messy and desperately needed a trim, but you didn't even have enough money for that.

You lived in a primarily Asian city, the rent was cheap, and you had hoped to have some luck with a woman, but the only woman interested in a guy like you were neglected, housewives.

You had no confidence, and whenever one of them asked you to help them with odd jobs, you meekly apologised and said you couldn't before quickly returning to your apartment. Despite you continuously blowing the lovely lady's off, they were always kind to you.

The days dragged on, and your luck seemed to change when you found an envelope outside your door filled with money. You didn't question where it came from, and immediately, you went out to buy some food. That's when you started to notice unusual things around the city. While walking in the street, hoping to absorb some sunlight, you saw buildings taped off with police and people with biohazard gear surrounding them.

'What the hell is going on?' you thought, picking up the pace towards the safety of your home, but first, you had to pass by the small community where all the nice married women were. Out of all of them, Gwen was the most persistent.

She was a widow and the only one you agreed to help with basic jobs since you were for cash and because she lived alone. She was an old Asian woman with grey hair and only a few wrinkles, but she still looked fantastic, a fact she knew. She would wear skimpy cloths around you while you worked and more than once had she 'accidently' walked into you, her breasts pushing up onto your shirt causing you to glow red with embarrassment.

Still it wasn't so bad, you smiled as you walked through the community, the woman always gave you compliments that made your day, but something was wrong. The kind old ladies were no-were to be seen; in their place were thick milf's who looked at you like a piece of meat.

"Are you lonely little boy? Why don't you let Mama take care of you?" As you walk by, one of the busty women says, reaching out to gently stroke your chest and caress your back.

"Come on, John, aren't you lonely? I'm sure I can cure that for you".

You're sure any ordinary man would kill to take a woman like her home, but you were awkward and uncomfortable, so with an embarrassed face, you quickly hurried back to your home. Since you were so broke, the only food you could afford was instant noodles, and today, you managed to get a load of them for an excellent price.

You sat on top of your sofa that was slowly falling apart and put on the TV you bought third hand. You were planning on wasting your evening watching crappy shows until you had to go to bed.

But that wasn't happening tonight.

'This is an emergency broadcast from your government. A new virus whose origin is still unknown. We understand that 99.99 per cent of all humans are infected, and the effects vary depending on gender. Females have a survival rate of 85%; however, those who survive suffer from changes to their minds and body. For Males, the survival rates are 5%. Please, if you are-'

The Tv and every other light in your building suddenly shut off, leaving you entirely in darkness.