“There is a word you can say, and there are words you cannot,” I said to Eva, my cheeks burning with a flush of crimson. As an introvert, plagued by incessant overthinking, I found myself grappling with embarrassment. Hearing such words from a beautiful girl like Eva only amplified my sense of shame. Gazing at her in her sports bra and shorts, I couldn't help but marvel at her flawless physique, cascading waves of hair, and rosy lips, all complemented by a playful grin. She was simply captivating.Eva, with a playful glint in her eyes, laughed heartily. “Why do you feel shame? Even I, a girl, am okay with it! Why must you, a guy, be so embarrassed? Don’t be so weak, people will bully you.”Ava, quick to react, gave Eva a light tap on the head. “Do you think everyone is like you, always so driven by desire and constantly indulging in adult films?”“You're no different!” Eva retorted, a sly smile on her lips.“I don't watch those films; I'm merely conducting research,” Ava protested, he
Sighing deeply, I closed my book and responded to his absurd request with a mix of resignation and disdain. "To take off my mask?" I mused, the words heavy with irony. "I don't negotiate with terrorists and the dead."Swiftly, I activated my stealth ability. My iron man costume dematerializing into my spatial storage. Like a wind, I moved unseen."Where is he?" The leader's voice cracked with frustration, his words tense with fear and panic. People always feared the unknown.The gangsters' eyes darted around, searching for a glimpse of me, but I was now a ghost among them. My soundproof ability enveloped me like an invisible cloak, muffling my movements as I glided to the center of their gathering."Has he vanished? Did he flee?" another gangster questioned, his voice laced with panic. Their faces hid behind masks of false bravado, yet their eyes betrayed the underlying fear. Their hand muscles trembled involuntarily from nervousness. Greed had brought them to this point, and it would
"If you want food, gather everyone here. I will share these with all of you," I declared, producing 50 boxes of instant noodle cups from my space storage. "But remember, leave no one behind. Anyone does not present in half an hour will face consequences from me. Go now; after 20 minutes, I will share the food!"The crowd scattered swiftly, hurrying to reach out to their friends and family, motivated by the promise of food. Despite their odor, thin frames, hunger, and difficulty walking straight, they mustered a final burst of energy to heed the command.Observing them in such a state was distressing, but times had shifted; whether rich or poor, everyone was equally hungry and desperate to survive. Suddenly, all semblance of culture vanished in this new apocalyptic world.Now, obtaining a sex with a pretty girl merely required a cup of instant noodles.Turning to my 15 members of the Eden Guild, I addressed them with a stern, instructive tone. "You are not meant to be bullied. You are
The police inspector's expression shifted to one of profound shock. It caused the other police officers to regard me with suspicion, as if they were conducting a criminal investigation.The Iron Man they had deemed a hero turned out to be a scammer. There was a saying: "A hungry man is an angry man." It's better not to toy with their emotions; if they become angry later, I'll need to kill them.Really bothersome."I want you to join the Eden Guild," I proposed, my voice steady and resolute. "In return, you'll be appointed as the leader of the survivors. I'll support you with weapons and provisions for the survivors for a month, but after that, you must toil relentlessly to conquer this city and achieve self-sufficiency. Can you do it?"He gazed at me intently, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "And what of assistance from the outside?""The government? The military? All of them are the same, just like all of you, waiting for help that never arrives." I shook my head, a wry smile t
Ava sat transfixed, her gaze locked on the Alex’s dick before her, her desire burning intensely within. She had explored the depths of sensuality through her research on porn movie, understanding the intimate dance of passion and how the dick might play its part. Overcome by her yearning, her fingers wandered, exploring the warmth of her female part, while her eyes flickered between the dick and Alex's face.The ambient sounds of the room melded into a symphony of desire: Eva's soft moans, a testament to the vivid dreams that held her in their embrace, and Alex's voice, a steady undercurrent in the charged atmosphere. Ava's touch became more insistent, she also let out her moans, her movements fueled by an unbridled longing and the desire to get affection.In her slumber, Eva was lost in a dream, a realm of unspoken pleasures and yearning, her sighs painting a picture of blissful release. This only served to fan the flames of Ava's desire, pushing her towards an act of daring boldness
With my overthinking habit, it felt as though four voices were clamoring within my mind simultaneously, each one vociferously protesting against the path I was considering. They bombarded me with an arsenal of logic and dire predictions for the future should I choose to walk that lovely path to heaven with Ava.However, when I looked at Ava's captivating face, her naked beauty with pink, perky breasts and a toned waist from daily military training radiating like a beacon of temptation, and her eyes—a maelstrom of desire and pleading—locked with mine, all semblance of reason dissipated into the ether. Her sexy lips and gentle touch, warm against my dick, spoke volumes more than any argument ever could."Fuck it," I muttered under my breath, my resolve crumbling like a million old ancient ruins.In that moment, I threw all my logic and my mind out the window straight to hell. I am going to heaven while chanting a holy mantra 'Just do it. Just do it. Just do it.'‘I will lead a different
In this bleak world, devoid of hope and normalcy, I sometimes came across individuals desperately holding onto remnants of their past. They longed to preserve a sense of significance, a piece of their former selves, from the once-beautiful world.The ex-senator, he still donned the impeccable office suit. Stripped of that attire, he was merely another frail and famished individual, devoid of substance. Glancing around, I noticed his followers: feeble, famished, and fuming with anger at this new world.‘When you are angry at fate, what will you gain?’ I sighed heavily.I could confront this man, urging him to shed his pride and accept the new reality, but such a confrontation might only incite further dissent. And I don’t have time for it."I'm sorry, but I am not the superhero you think I am. I'm just a man, a fake Iron Man," I gently corrected him.His reply, however, dripped with desperation and a plea for fairness. "Even if you're not a hero, as a fellow human with food, you should
Riding a tiger, one finds oneself trapped in a precarious situation, where dismounting threatens as much danger as continuing the perilous journey. In a similar vein, I found myself masquerading as a holy figure, wearing an Iron Man costume, gazing upon my naive followers with a mix of disbelief and pity for their stupidity.They even pled with tears and snot for help. People in desperation are people who would dare to do anything."Please help us, oh holy one!"It wasn't within my power to simply reveal the deception with a dramatic exclamation of ‘Surprise, you've been fooled!’‘It was bad to be a bad guy, right?’I could only continue to be a holy man, "The food I prepared for you, for whoever ate it had to follow my command! For all people with a symbol on their hand. You were the chosen one! Come, let me tell you a secret that God had given to you! Become a hero in this apocalypse time!"Thus, I became an apostle in the survivors' camp and some other camps because it was fun to f