Travis's Journey Through the Apocalypse

Chapter 9

give me loot, sexy, sexy loot

Then we were making out, which soon led to straight up just fucking it out. Clothes were coming off, Janet was grabbing at my belt, trying to get the damn thing undone, while I was focused on taking off her bra.

Beth let out a loud snort and grunt, then a “num num num” sound. We froze and looked at Beth. We were in the middle of getting naked, and everything was halfway off. We looked back at each other, and then, without speaking, we both thought, fuck it.

The next second, we were face-locked and frantically attacking each other’s clothing again. The first time we fucked that night, it was amazing. I mean, I think it was the best sex of my life. Stats definitely played a hand. Let’s just say sex with increased Strength and Constitution was next-level fucking.

We went at it hard and fast that first time. In the next six rounds, as I said, fucking Strength and Constitution, the sex got better each time. We had to move our fuck sesh to the roof on the third go. We had definitely woken up Beth. Janet had let out a loud moan the third time I came, and I had to cover her mouth.

Beth had woke up, then sat up, and looked at us, booty-ass naked, me deep in Janet, both mid-o-face, then said, “Get it you two, fuck, getting fucked sounds so nice right now,” and then she just passed out again muttering about getting fucked. Honestly, we only noticed when Beth dropped back to the mattress, but even then, we were both beyond caring. We did move up to the roof after that, but only because Janet had said she needed some air.

We had gone up to the roof, but basically, when we had looked at each other, standing there naked, Janet had looked over at my dick and let out a brief yum. Which turned me on, and I was hard. That’s how we started the roof fucking rounds. We finally reached our limits of fucking, for now, and went back inside the tree house.

We snuggled up on the mattress, and that’s where we fell asleep. When I woke up, Janet and Beth were still out. I lifted Janet’s arm from over my chest and covered her with a blanket because she had a boob and a leg out of the covers. I started walking around the tree house, cleaning up from our little party the night before.

Janet’s and my clothes were all over the place. I got dressed and took our clothes to the laundry basket, which was really just a pile on the floor near the base of the bed. Now, it was time to make some food. I cooked up some bacon and eggs and made a pot of black tea, extra strong. I was almost done cooking when Janet woke up and took over the bacon as I got the plates out.

When Janet got up, she got dressed, walked over to me, gave me a deep kiss right on the lips, then grabbed my dick through my pants. Janet then spoke softly so as not to wake Beth,

“Morning. Damn, I don’t think I’ve been fucked like that ever in my life Travis. I mean, holy shit! I mean fuck!” And she kissed me again. As she pulled back, she looked me in the eyes and said with a serious tone to her voice,

“Don’t tell Beth, not yet, please. I just don’t want her to know. Maybe just our little secret for now.” I just nodded and said,

“Fine with me. You can tell her when you want. I’m totally fine with that.” She just smiled and gave me another quick peck on the lips.

Her face got serious again, and she looked like she was thinking about what her next words were going to be. She finally stated,

“Look, Travis, you’re a great guy, and as I said, probably the best sex of my life, but I, like, don't get me wrong, but I feel…well, um, I don’t know the best way to say this. Like I’m down to fuck, like I said, great sex, but I just think the way things are right now, that you and me…”

Then I cut her off. “Janet, let me stop you there. We're good, we’re all good. I like you, Janet, but I agree. I think we both needed that, and that’s totally fine. Hey, and well, if it happens again, I’m so down. Like you said, great fucking sex, probably the best of my life as well. No lie, but yeah, no labels or limits. You do you, and I’ll do me, but like you said, I’m down to clown girl”, I told her, and I gave her a smile. A look of relief washed over her face, and she gave me a peck on the cheek.

“Sounds like a plan to me, cute ass,” she said.

“Oh, cute ass, huh?” I spoke.

“Yeah, I like your ass, it looked good in the moonlight last night,” she added. I blushed at that one. Janet laughed, and we finished making breakfast and setting the table.

Janet went to wake Beth up after the table was set. Janet gave Beth a Senzuketa Bean and a glass of water. Beth was looking almost back to normal after only five minutes.

“Fuck, those little things are so great. They should market them as a fucking hangover cure,” Beth said. Then she let out a fart. Her face fell, then she continued, “Except that part.” Janet and I started laughing, and Beth even joined in on the laughs a second later.

After breakfast, we all decided we needed to go through the gear from the dungeon. There was a lot of it, and it wasn’t going to sort itself. We finished up with breakfast and then headed down to sorting through everything, we had a bunch of loot to go through as well. The final tally came out too: two Long Swords, three Short Swords, one Axe, one Spear, one Shield, six Breast Plates, six sets of Bracers, six pairs of Pants, six sets of Boots, three Small Leather Pouches with five vials of a Mystery Red Liquid, and 39 Marble like Herb Pellets inside.

Overall, a rather good hall, if I did say so myself. Janet hoisted the axe up onto her shoulder. “What do you guys think? Pretty badass, right?” she said. Beth and I just rolled our eyes at her.

“Yes, Janet, total badass. Is that gonna be your new weapon then?” I asked her. Beth was looking over at the pile. She looked like she was trying to pick a weapon for herself. Janet pulled the axe off her shoulder and held it out in front of her, inspecting it.

It was about three or three and a half feet long with a double side axe head. After a few seconds, a grin started slowly growing on Janet’s face. Then she said, “Yeah, fuck yeah, I’m Janet, the axe-wheedling nightmare from Long Beach. Bow to my epic power.” Then she let out her best supervillain laugh. I just chuckled at her and shook my head.

I decided that Janet did have the right idea, no matter how ridiculous she was being. It was time to pick a weapon. I looked over the shit we had acquired, all that sweet loot. My loot hamster was jumping up and down. It was yelling at me to take everything, but honestly, I didn’t need everything. There was no place to sell shit at. I didn’t even know how much any of this shit was worth anymore.

Even if I found a shop, I knew I would totally get scammed. I looked over at Beth. I wondered what she was thinking of taking. I started walking over to her,

“Beth, what are you thinking about?” I asked her.

“What? Oh, um, I don’t know. I’m thinking of the Short Sword, but I don’t know if I’ll want to use a shield, too, or I could just use two Short Swords. I honestly can’t decide.”, she said back.

I thought about it for a second, and then I gave her my opinion,

“Well, I think, if I were you, I would go with the two Short Swords.” She gave me a questioning look, so I continued. “I just think you have more options with the Short Swords. It just seemed like with the two Swords, you could switch from block to attack faster. Honestly, I wouldn’t bet on my opinion, though. I’m sure a Sword and Shield combo could be just as fucking deadly. It’s all how you use it, right?” She gave me a, come on, Travis, really, but after a second, she actually looked like she was thinking about it.

“Think I’m gonna go with a Short Sword and the Shield. I don’t really know why, but I think that’s the path for me, or at least for now it is.”, she said, holding the two pieces of gear out in front of her.

The shield was more like a buckler, just a little bigger and made of dense dark wood, and the Short Sword looked almost like it was of Roman design. “Sounds good. I think that’s a good choice,” I told her.

Well, Beth and Janet both had new weapons. Now, it was my turn. I walked over to the pile of weapons as Beth and Janet were playing with their new toys. After Janet had taken the axe, Beth had gone with the Short Sword and Shield combo. All that was left was one long sword, two short swords, and a spear.

The Long Sword was basically the same design as the Short Swords, but just long. The spear, on the other hand, kind of caught my eye. The Spear shaft was made from a synthetic material of some kind, looked like the shit they made fishing poles out of, but about an inch around. The Spear tip was leaf-shaped and made of black metal that wasn’t like any of the metal that made up the other weapons.

I think this was it. This was my weapon. I went with the Spear, and I felt good about it. I gave a couple of thrusts with the Spear in the air. It was only about five feet long, but it felt good. I smiled to myself and felt a little safer inside. I felt confident as I claimed my new weapon.

I walked over to the pile of breastplates next. I wanted to see if any of them would fit me. The Caprainkis were only about five feet tall, whereas I was almost six feet. They were stocky, so I had no idea if I was gonna fit the thing. Luckily enough, the breastplate was a cheap piece of shit, basically just two flat plates of metal with a strap connecting them.

They had ties on the sides that just meant adjustable to me. Believe it or not, the damn thing worked out and covered my torso all the way to my belly button. I kind of liked it. The breastplates were all made of black metal, like the tip of my spear, and I actually got the dam thing to fit pretty snugly.

The pants were another story. I couldn't wear them unless I tied a belt tight around my waist, and then there were the legs of the pants that only came to just under my knees. I looked fucking ridiculous, and I definitely thought they would do more harm than good in our next fight. The boots were the same problem, too small. So, the pants and boots were a no-go for me. The bracers were adjustable, like the breastplates, so those worked out nicely. I thought about what I must look like. I was in work boots and jeans. The jeans, a little worse for the wear, a sweatshirt, and my new armor.

I felt kind of badass so I kind of struck a pose for a second. Janet saw and started laughing at me. Beth looked up at Janet, then saw where she was looking and looked over at me. She saw me all fitted up with my new weapon armor and bracers, striking a pose, and started laughing as well.

“Well, you look ready to go and fuck some shit up, Travis.”, Beth said after a couple of seconds, laughing at me.

“Yeah, very debonair, my night in…well, not shining armor, but I guess, just armor. We’ll have to find you some shining armor at some point.”, Janet said with a raised eyebrow and a smile.

“Okay, okay, enough. Yes, I look awesome. Yes, I’m now a badass. Yes, yes, you may now see me as a new man but have no fear. I am still the same man. I know I may now make you shake in your boots at my amazingness. I will try to restrain myself.”, I said.

They both looked at me, deadpanned, and then just shook their heads at me. My head dropped in mock shame, then I continued,

“How sad, my awesomeness is so unrecognized by these mere mortals.” Janet throws an apple at me from across the room, and it hits me in the middle of my new breastplate.

“Hey! You’re gonna scuff the new paint”, I said jokingly, as I rubbed where the apple hit me with my thumb as if wiping at a scratch that wasn’t there. Janet just rolled her eyes and went back to picking out her own gear upgrades.

Eventually, we all had our new gear on. I was looking awesome, of course. Janet had her new axe slung over one shoulder, a breastplate on that made it down to the waist, fitting her perfectly, as well as the bracers and the boots, which I couldn’t believe actually fit her.

I was so mad about that. All that fitted nicely over a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. And a leather jacket over her breastplate that completed the ensemble. She looked fucking hot, like a badass biker chick, with an axe, fuck, that was sexy. Beth had her short sword and shield combo. She also had a breastplate on, but Janet’s still fit the best.

Beth’s breastplate was just a little too long. If she sat down, it would get pushed up under her chin and be super uncomfortable. Beth had a set of bracers on, but she had to over-tighten them a bit to get them to fit right. She got it to work for her. She was not able to fit in the boots, just like me. Instead of the problem I had, where my feet were too big, her feet were too small.

Beth was rocking blue jeans like the rest of us, a long-sleeved shirt under the breastplate, and a pair of running shoes. “What do we do with the rest of this stuff?” Janet said as she pointed with her axe at our pile of loot. We all looked at the pile for a few moments. Then I spoke up.

“Well, I think we should hold on to it. Maybe we can sell it or give it to someone at some point?” Or fucking sell it, I’m not giving that shit to anyone for free. Then Beth broke me out of my greedy thoughts by saying,

“I mean, well, this might be a bad idea, but I’m just throwing this out there. We could bury it?” I blinked a few times, then I took a second and looked over at Janet. Janet looked at me with a smile, eyebrows raised. I looked back at Beth and let out a short chuckle as I smiled.

“That’s a brilliant idea, Beth. Damn, that’s perfect. Well, Travis? I‘m liking it.” Janet said. I nodded my head at Janet, and Beth then said,

“Hell yeah, that’s a solid fucking plan, Beth. I like it more and more now that I think about it. You know what? It kinda makes me feel like a pirate about to bury some loot with me mateies.”

I smiled and thought about Travis, the devil of the seven seas, for a moment. That would be kinda cool. Then I thought about how I didn’t really swim much and that I actually hated sailing. Oh yeah, I’m good. I snapped back with that thought and then noticed Beth and Janet were laughing at me. Beth was shaking her head in disapproval.

I blushed a little. Then, before I let this situation get out of hand, I continued, “Okay. Hey, come on, let’s do this. It’s a good plan, Beth.” I said, and I gave her a thumbs-up and then continued. “Let's get this shit together, maybe, wrap it all in a blanket and drop all the gear in a big pit?”

“Sounds good to me,” Janet said, placing her axe back on her shoulder.

“Umm, so just one small problem,” Beth said. Janet looked at her with a What are you talking about, look on her face. Then Janet asked, “Beth, what are you talking about?” Beth looked at us both, then replied,

“Well, I mean, do either of you have a shovel hidden somewhere I don’t know about? Cuz if you don’t, then we need to get some.” I just looked at her, my face dropped, then I facepalmed, and I said,” Yeah! Fuck let's go get some shovels, shit!”

About two hours later, we had four shovels and a pickaxe. “For roots and shit. Have you guys never dug a hole before?” I asked them. Janet just looked at me like, do I look like I digging holes? Beth just scoffed at me and laughed.

We were back at the treehouse, and under one of the trees that was supporting our tree house, is where we decided to dig the loot hole. It took us another hour and a half to dig a big enough pit to bury everything.

As I said, being able to add points to Strength definitely made physical work easier. The only thing we didn’t bury was the little bags with the vials and marble pill herb things. When we got the hole as deep as we liked it, we lined the pit with a couple of tarps we had found scavenging while looking for the shovels, then started loading loot into the hole.

When all the loot was in, we covered it with the last tarp and filled in the pit. Once that was done, we threw some leaves over it and headed back up into the tree house. We got drunk again that night, still on the high from our new gear. Beth got wasted again, but Janet and I got pretty drunk, too. So that night, after Beth passed out, Janet and I hooked up again. Then again, and again.

We were still drunk this time, so no roof sex, that’s for sure. We all woke up the next day, ate breakfast, then had a team meeting. It was time to go back into the Dungeon.

“So, what’s the plan today, guys?” Beth said with a half eaten piece of bacon sticking out of her mouth while Janet took a bite of a pancake.

After breakfast laid out the plan. “Okay, first things first, we go back to the dungeon. I think we should fill our water bottles with Mana-kissed water before we head in again, and we all should take a Senzuketa Bean as well. We wait for the farts to end, then headed in.”

“We know we killed that Caprainki thingy, or whatever they were called, down the far-left tunnel, so maybe we should go into the next tunnel to the right?” Beth chimed in,

“Well, we actually didn’t make it down that first tunnel far before we saw that Caprainki, and we booked it to set up our ambush. I say we finish checking that one out.” I nodded at Beth.

“Yeah, I think your right. We really didn’t explore, well, anything, not even that first tunnel. We probably made it only fifteen feet into that tunnel, so we need to see what’s down there before we move on.”, I said. Janet and Beth just nodded and agreed. So, the plan was now to get into the dungeon and systematically slaughter every last Caprainki.

We entered the Dungeon and made our way in the same tunnel we’d first entered. We made it back to the room with the branching tunnels and checked our gear one last time before we started walking down the farthest tunnel to the left.

The first thing we saw was the body of the dead Caprainki we had killed last time we were down here. Janet reached down and grabbed its axe that was still lying on the floor next to the dead body. Beth and I looked at Janet like, what are you doing? “You already got one of those?” Beth said,

“What? You always need a backup.” Janet replied, and in all fairness, she was right. Finding an extra spear would be awesome. Definitely didn’t want to fuck around and end up weaponless at an inconvenient time. Backups were always nice.

“Good call”, I said. Beth just shrugged like, what the fuck ever.

We kept on making our way down the tunnel till it started turning to the right. It was in a long, sweeping 90-degree turn, and it only had a slight decline. As we made our way around the long, sweeping turn, a chamber started to come into view. We entered the room highly cautious. Everyone was super fucking tense and damn near holding their breath.

as we got to the room entrance, we noticed the room was empty. We started looking around, slowly spreading out to inspect the room. It was about the size of the safe room at the Dungeons entrance, but it was round and looked like a base camp for these Caprainkis. By that, I mean there were a couple of tables and a small, beat-up, shit metal cook stove that looked like one more fire lite inside would be the end of it.

There was a pot on top of it that looked burnt to shit as if water had been in it, and it boiled away, and nobody had been here to pull it off the fire. There were two cots on the opposite side of the room from where we entered, and there was a small box, probably like two feet by three feet, that was only about a foot and a half high. When I opened it, though, it had some foodstuff in it, and everything inside was cold, like, really cold.

It felt like I had the door of the refrigerator just chilling open in front of me. Some sort of magical refrigerator box, fucking sick! I didn’t really know how helpful this thing would be right now, but I was always in the mindset to take everything. Then you can figure out what you really need from that shit later.

At least you took it, so you got the fucking option. I told the ladies as much. “Yo, grab everything you think might be worth anything, then let’s do a trip back to the safe room and drop it off. Sound good to you two?” They agreed, and Janet started going through the room with renewed gusto.

We had our arms loaded up. Janet had a blanket full of shit when we finally ran back to the safe room and dropped off our loot. I think this shit was still considered loot. Fuck it, I was still gonna call it that because that way, at least in my mind, we weren't just wasting time taking a bunch of worthless crap.

When we were back in the room with the branching tunnels, we looked at each other, and Beth lifted an arm and gestured to the tunnel, second from the left.

“Shall we?” she said with a sort of, we better not die down here undertone to her voice. I gulped and then set my jaw,

“Yeah, let’s fuck this shit up.” I would soon come to regret those words.