Canon Fodder

CHAPTER 466 PICK UP STICKS

CHAPTER 466 PICK UP STICKS

I continuously pounded into her as she held her own legs open for me. Practically screeching in my ear as her orgasm redoubled in power the yell turned into a guttural moan. Only turned on by the noises she was making I poured more chakra into my dick. Her eyes rolling to the back of her head the poor girl didn’t know what hit her as she released her feet and began practically vibrating underneath me. 

Burying myself inside of her I came as hard as every orgasm in the last hour. My dick back to full form with both Chikyugi marks on my nutsack, I had a huge supply of Lust Chakra constantly replenishing my semen and libido. The girl underneath me spasmed with each shot of cum inside of her. So tight she could feel the pulse from my dick, she was another once virgin I had taken under my wing in this world of the dead. 

Pulling out, she jerked one final time and passed out. Her small chest jiggling with the movement, I appreciatively kissed each nipple, causing her to moan in her sleep. Her arms and legs laying boneless, I turned to see the other two girls staring at me. 

“How does that work exactly?” Linette asked. She had dark purple hair with half of her head shaved. Her skin as tan as leather, she had an obvious tan line for a string bikini. Her DD tits staring at me, I shrugged as she sauntered over. Having once been a stripper during the busy season in town, she was one of my favorites.

“Seriously, I’ve been with quite a few men, and I never reacted like that,” she said.

“You do that with me,” I said. Rather than attacking her next though, I laid back down on the bed. “Whose turn is it?” 

“Fuck that, I hurt,” Linette said.

“Me too,” the buxom blonde Gina said. She hadn’t been a stripper, but actually a student going to school to become a lawyer before the world went to shit. She did have the body of a stripper though. Perfect tits, light brown hair, deep green eyes, she was gorgeous. 

I really did pick the best spot for a vacation. Myrtle Beach over the summer had attracted what felt like every hot girl in the country. 10 out of 10s practically everywhere under the muck and grime of a world gone to hell, it was nice to have my pick of them. Though I was rather selective, the girl passed out next to me was my newest and most likely last addition to my bedroom. 

I frowned. “But I’m still hard,” I said, looking down to my very erect 9 inch dick. 

“You’re always hard,” Linette said, rolling her eyes. Then having an idea she headed into the large penthouse bathroom. The sound of water running inside she said, “My god, it’s so nice to have running water again.” 

I agreed. We had gotten it running again about a week ago. A nearby power planet able to run at minimal speeds we were able to get the filtration and pumping system working. The city currently had power for two hours a day, and running water at all times since we could easily fill the water tower again during the two hour window.

Linette came back with a washcloth in hand. Her tits shaking with each step she began to crawl on the bed. Wiping my dick off of the girl’s juices it wasn’t long until she was sucking on my rock hard dick. Groaning happily, I knew there was a reason I wanted Linette. As a once-sex worker, she knew that I couldn’t complain about much as long as my balls were empty. 

“Come on, learn something,” Linette said to Gina. The green eyed girl blushed, but locked eyes with me. After an internal debate she crawled over as well. Both women sucking on either side of my dick I groaned happily as they licked me all over. From balls to tip, I was completely clean as Linette began showing Gina how to deepthroat. 

Willing to give both as much practice as they wanted, I laid back, enjoying the show. Releasing more Lust Chakra into the air, the aura permeated into them, making them hornier and more into the blowjob. An orgasm coming easily to me, it wasn’t long until I was cumming on Linette’s tongue as she jerked me off. Swallowing it all with a sigh she rolled her eyes and jumped on again. 

Descending down on my dick her lower grip was like a vice as she moaned with every inch. By the time she reached the base she was cumming again. Each hand going to her breast I pulled her nipples like she liked. Grunting and groaning with each contraction of her cunt, I pulled down and slammed up. She leaned forward, sticking her tits in my face as I humped hard into her. 

Both girls taking another turn, they were left gasping and passing out next to the other girl. Satisfied for the moment, I walked out to find the last member of my harem. 

“Need help?” I asked Grace. She was currently sticking to the wall. Having awoken chakra in her a few weeks ago when I took her virginity, she had been happily learning the power since then. I had been practicing religiously with chakra and had learned how to awaken it in women without needing the third stage of my Chikyugi a while ago. 

“No,” she said, looking down at me. “Finally done?”

“I was hoping you wanted a turn,” I said truthfully.

“What the hell, is that all you think about?” She asked, blushing. “This is why I asked them to join. You’re insatiable.”

“Which I appreciate,” continuing the facade that a harem was her idea. Though I didn’t have the original memories of the Weston in this world, Grace did have a special place in my heart. She gave me her virginity, allowing me to awaken my Chikyugi in the Comic Hall. A special fact that she knew nothing about. “But come on. I need to get to work. I’d hate to neglect you.”

“I’m not neglected,” she said, moving back down. “My pussy hurts all the fucking time as it is. And now the new girl can help sate you a little.” She acted angry but still naked, it was easy to see she was in the mood. My chakra was sometimes like cocaine to these girls. If I gave them too much of it, they became addicted to it. A fact I wasn’t really fighting. 

“Come on, Gracie,” I said as I moved toward her. Pushing her into the wall she stared up at me, but her hand went to my dick. Far from the virgin I had met weeks ago, it wasn’t hard to pick her up and slam into her drenched pussy. 

Moaning in my mouth, our tongues entwined as I pistoned in and out of her. My hands holding up her knees, she took all of me with no complaint as her body shivered with each thrust. Miniature orgasms rolling through her body with every thrust she struggled to catch her breath as I continued. 

“Cum in me,” she moaned into my collar bone as she tried to bite it. I nodded, speeding up until I was buried inside her. Cumming hard she moaned and shivered with every spurt. When I was done I set her on one of the beach chairs. 

“I had plans today,” she said tiredly as I threw a towel over her naked body.

“I know. You can do them later,” I assured. Patting her head she lazily nodded as she closed her eyes. Kissing her forehead I threw on some clothes as I looked to the blue cat on the handrail. Her black and blue fur resembled flames on her small body. 

“You want to come with?” I asked Tabi. She swished her tail but didn’t say anything. Easton had lent her to me to help deal with the zombies, but she had mainly been hanging around doing nothing. I waved at her and jumped off the balcony. 

Wearing a simple bathrobe and pair of black boxers I dropped down next to the swimming pool out back of the hotel. Some people gasped, but most didn’t react as I landed. Without missing a step I walked into the hotel as I whistled happily. 

The first few weeks in the Walking Dead world had been rather annoying. Drama after drama broke out as regular people proved to be far worse than the zombie outbreak. As I brought in more and more people, the drama spread like…the zombie virus. From people wanting us to clear certain areas out of the city first to get their family members, to others thinking they should lead, I had been traversing the mind field of leadership for over a month now. 

Though I had originally come to the world to learn what Easton and I could do together. It quickly became a way to help distance myself from the pain of possibly losing Hancock. In a far better mental state now, I wasn’t sure what Easton was up to, but I was enjoying the kingdom building aspect of the Walking Dead. 

Having put down two separate uprisings, killed tens of thousands of zombies, and had a large city completely free of zombies, we were continuously pushing our influence outward. Mainly driven by my ever-constant stream of shadow clones killing zombies and saving babes, this corner of the world was doing a fine bit better than most anywhere else. Winter quickly approaching, and we had electricity, food, water, and all other necessities taken care of. 

“Report,” I said as I walked into the once-conference room on the first floor of the hotel. Inside was my operations team. Run by Sebastion, we received continuous reports from guards stationed all over the city. 

“That group from Conway is trying to attack another caravan,” someone said.

“Fuck,” I said. “Was the caravan heading for us?”

“Supposedly they were sent by one of your…clones,” he said. It was no secret I had super powers in this world. People were becoming more and more used to the extraordinary things I could do. Most were simply happy for the extra help in this hellish world. 

“I don’t remember sending any recently,” I said as I frowned. “Which direction were they in? I’ll help them myself. I’m sick of the Conmen.” 

“West,” he said. With a nod I was out the door. People getting out of my way without a word I stepped outside and poured chakra out of myself. Water pooled in front of me and I jumped on. Standing on the water, people stared up at me as I flew to the West. 

Rising up in the air, I gained speed quickly. Wind roaring in my ears I wasn’t exactly sure what I was doing. The quest I received, besides killing zombies, was to make a stronghold. Content to make my new home as strong as possible and fuck the brains out of the most gorgeous girls in my domain, I let the Easton do his own thing. I had stopped sending him clones a while ago as he continued his search for whatever caused the zombie virus. 

Still no clues on his end. I knew my time in this world was short lived so I kept on. Passing the territory, I extended my Haki out. Having taken quite a few pointers from Easton on Haki and Nen, I could admit he had better control of it. Since I used chakra too much, I had kept it as a crutch, not appreciating the subtle uses of my other powers. Devoting most of my days to training anyway, it would all help me in my retaliation to get Hancock back. 

Reminded that I still hadn’t found the version of her in this world, I sped up. Maybe this would be the caravan that held my wife, or sister of the Weston from this world. 

It didn’t take long to find them. A group on the road hiding behind a camper, they shot rifles at a line of men hiding in the trees beside the road. Growing angry at the men from Conway’s open attack on my potential people I pushed out my Conqueror’s Haki and punched the air. The air cracked like glass and straight out from where my fist hit the Earth began to quake, knocking them all back and causing the soil to split into a deep trench. 

The fighting ceasing with the use of my Devil Fruit, I landed amidst the Conway men. Killing two with a Nen blast I stared at the last one. A young kid, he was only about 16 years old. His Haki filled with terror, he began to piss himself as I barked, “Get back to your town. Tell Luis I’m coming for him. Tonight. This is the last warning.” The kid nodded and scrambled over pinecones as he headed to Conway. 

Sick of the drama of the ass hat, I made a mental note to go kill him that night. He had received one warning already. Having heard the rumors about me he would shore up his defenses, I would get through them easily and kill the bastard. Getting rid of one headache as my legend continued to grow. 

With a sigh I turned around to face those who had been under attack. A beat up camper, pickup truck, and a large military Humvee were the only vehicles in the caravan. One of my clones must have missed this group on his hunt for more zombies. I typically liked to have fresh food and a nice welcome for people that came to our area. 

“Hello,” I said happily as I walked over to them.

“Weston?” A bearded man asked, confused. 

“That’s me,” I said with a smile.

“Uh, how did you beat us here? You were heading West,” the man said. A dark haired woman and young boy moved away from the camper as I approached. I slowly recognized them as I got closer. 

“Oh, you’re Rick Grimes’ group, aren’t you?” I said laughing. My shadow clone had met them when he and Easton saved them from some loose cannons. The main cast from the Walking Dead had been outside Atlanta when he stumbled upon them. “You’re talking about my twin. Yeah, no, I’m Weston.”

“Twin? There were two of you when we saw you a month ago,” Rick said.

“Triplet,” I corrected with a shake of my head. “Who cares about that? You all look worse for wear. It’s pretty much a straight shot to my territory from here. I’ll ride with you.” I could feel that their Haki had hope, but was hesitant. “We have running water and plenty of food too.”

With that it wasn’t long until they were all piled back into the caravan. I recognized a few of them from the comic, but couldn’t remember names. There was the black guy, his daughter and her white boyfriend. Andrea too, Rick, his wife, kid, Herschel, Glen, and many others. I frowned, looking around for someone that should have been there. 

“What’s wrong?” Rick asked, his hand close to his service revolver as the camper drove down the road. 

“Shouldn’t-” I said but stopped as I remember Darryl wasn’t canon, he was from the show. Frowning, I shook my head and laughed. “Nothing. I’m glad you all made it. Why did it take you so long to get here?”

“Lots of Z’s between here and Atlanta,” he said with a sigh. “Cars broke down more than once, and gas is getting more scarce.” 

“I bet,” I said with a nod. “Don’t worry, Myrtle Beach is a veritable paradise compared to the rest of the world. It’s a far cry from the craphole it used to be, even before the outbreak. You’ll see.” I nodded, happy they were there. With luck, getting this group to a safe spot would end the canon in this world, but a part of me knew that was unlikely. The Walking Dead was a world of constant struggle. The arrival of the main cast was just another sign that more bad was on the way. I just hoped I was prepared for it when it came.