Survive and Thrive
To call it a line was to give it way more credit than it was.
It wasn’t like it was totally unexpected. There were those that had warned about overpopulation. Crackpots usually but sometimes even crackpots were right.
As food became scarce, the world governments set up food distribution centers. Well, it wasn’t exactly food. Food stuffs actually and the problem was there was never enough which meant a line really never stayed a line.
Reina Mortenson could feel the people around her as she waited for the distribution center to open its windows. Bodies pressed tight. Never enough room. Never any room at all.
And as if it could get any worse, someone was using groliium.
Groliium was an aphrodisiac. It was supposed to keep the masses happy. Well maybe not happy but if they were too busy fucking then they couldn’t be thinking about insurrection. The problem was the drug worked too well. It was an aphrodisiac but it was also highly addictive.
Why the hell would anyone bring anything like that here, Reina wondered even as she smelled the drug’s distinctive odor but then in the next instant, she was telling herself to focus. It wasn’t important what anyone else was doing. What was important was getting her daily allotment of food and of course, she’d have to be back here tomorrow and the day after but she’d do whatever it took to survive.
She could feel people pressed in around her and it wasn’t surprising. You did what you did to survive and if you hung back. If you waited for the rush to die down then you most likely went home empty handed. Once you learned that, you pressed forward and you kept pushing.
There were men around her. Only men. Reina wondered why she’d even thought about that but then she remembered smelling the groliium.
No, she told herself. No. You’re stronger than that. Focus on what you need. Focus on what you want.
Once more, Reina detected the scent of groliium in the assembled masses even as people continued to try and press forward even though the food distribution windows weren’t open and once more, Reina wondered who might have brought that here only this time, there was something else. This time, she could feel her body responding to the aroma in the air.
No, she told herself firmly. Absolutely not. She didn’t know who’d brought the drug with them but in no way was she going to let her body succumb to the drug’s effects.
But then she felt a man press up against her. Kind of hard not to with all the people packed together as tightly as they were but was that … was she feeling something hard being pushed up against her body?
Just your imagination, Reina told herself. It was absolutely nothing at all. It was just her mind paying tricks on her.
Oh fuck. There was a hand on her ass … or was it really there at all, she wondered. It wasn’t there now but why would she have imagined that?
If anything, the crowd seemed to be closing in even more tightly around her. Only men. No women. And why the fuck did that excite her so.
No, she told herself. It wasn’t right. Not here and definitely not now.
And then there was a hand reaching around to cop a feel of her breast.
The groliium, she to,d herself. That had to be it. It was making her horny. That had to be it. It wasn’t her at all. It was the drug that was affecting her mind. It was the drug that was making her horny.
She wasn’t horny, she told herself only as much as she tried to convince herself of that, her body kept saying that maybe she was horny.
Okay, maybe she was horny, she told herself, but it was just the drug. It wasn’t really her. It was just the drug.
The only thing was that now that she had admitted it to herself, there was no denying that she was horny. It might be the drug that was making her horny but that didn’t make it any less real. She really was so fucking horny.
Concentrate, she told herself. Concentrate. She’d come here to get her allotment of food. She needed to take care of that first and after that was done, only then could she take care of her horniness.
The crowd continued to press in around her and once more she felt a man’s hand cop a feel of her butt only unlike the last time that happened, this seemed more intentional. Unlike the last time, the hand seemed to linger on her bottom.
Fuck, I love that, Reina told herself and then she admonished herself for that thought. What the hell was the matter with her, she asked herself. She wasn’t like that. She wasn’t some slut out there looking for the next guy to fuck.
Except as much as she tried to tell herself that this wasn’t like her, she kind of had to think that maybe she was.
She shook her head. The drug, she told herself. It was the drug and nothing else. She wasn’t like this. She was just here to get her food allotment and nothing else only …
Only what if she did want something else.
And it was only then that Reina felt someone pull her skirt up grab her cheeks before he worked his hand between her legs.
Oh fuck, that was good, Reina told herself. Hell, why was she even trying to deny it. Her pussy loved the way those fingers ever so lightly stroked her panties up against her pussy.
The windows at the distribution center opened and for a moment, Reina was distracted from what was happening to her as she like everyone everyone else tried to press forward but as tightly packed as everyone already was, she barely moved only one step closer and that was it and all the while the hand under her skirt stayed where it was and now all of the men around her just pressed in closer.
She shouldn’t be doing this, she tried to tell herself and almost as if someone seemed to agree with her, the hand that had been pleasing her through her panties seemed to pull back but it was only a momentary reprieve because in the next instant, she could feel someone tugging at the waistband of her panties and then her panties were being pulled down.
She shouldn’t be doing this, she tried to tell herself yet again but then she felt a hand on her now bare bottom and she couldn’t help but whimper. She wasn’t sure if it was the same hand or a new hand but it didn’t really matter. All that mattered was that there was a hand on her bottom.
No one was moving but the crowd just pressed even more tightly together and Reina could feel men on either side of her, men whose hands were touching her arms, men whose hands were touching her hands, men whose hands were guiding her hands to …
No! She couldn’t but she was. Each of her hands were now touching a man’s cock and her fingers didn’t seem to be at all reticent about wrapping themselves around the hard cocks that they’d now found there.
And now it seemed that the hand that had been stroking her bare bottom now seemed to want something more because it was working itself down between her cheeks and pressing up against her …
Oh yes, she whimpered to herself and then almost immediately she tried to correct herself. No, not there, she tried to tell herself. No, not there.
But as much as she tried to tell herself not there, it was clear that her body didn’t seem to mind being touched there at all and she could feel herself surrendering to what the finger was doing to her and all the while her hands continued to stroke the cocks on either side of her.
And now there was another hand reaching around. She wasn’t sure if it was a new hand or if it was one that she’d already encountered before but the hand was plucking at the topmost button on her top.
No, she tried to tell herself but with her hands still occupied by the cocks she was stroking and with her unwilling to pull those hands away, the button was opened.
Somewhere in the depths of her mind, there was some tiny part of her mind that was screaming out that this was wrong but as wrong as it might be, there was no denying that this was something her body desperately craved.
Even as the hand that had opened her top button moved down to get to the next button, Reina could feel yet another hand pulling her top up out of her skirt and then like the other hand that was working its way down, this one started to unbutton her from the bottom up.
How many fucking hands were there, she wondered and did it even matter.
And the most amazing thing, Reina thought as the group seemed to take one collective step forward to the windows was that no one seemed to notice what was happening to her.
Or maybe people did notice and they just didn’t care. Maybe watching her get fucked was a source of enjoyment for the rest of these people with their humdrum lives.
She laughed to herself. She wasn’t getting fucked, she told herself even as the finger between her cheeks continued to press itself against her tightest of holes.
But was not getting fucked a good thing or a bad thing?
Good thing, she almost screamed at herself. Not getting fucked was a very, very good thing. Girls like her weren’t supposed to go around getting fucked in public, she told herself even as the two hands unbuttoning her top now seemed to meet at the very last button. She wasn’t supposed to get fucked in public.
Even as she told herself this, the last button popped open and if it weren’t for the fact that she was wearing a bra she knew her breasts would have been on full display.
Reina heard a groan to her right and she knew that in that moment, she’d just made one of the cocks that she’d been stroking cum and the couldn’t help but like it. The thought of some man cumming all over her hand was so exciting.
The hands that had opened her top hadn’t left her. Now that her top was open, they were running themselves over her breasts and her belly and then Reina found herself holding her breath as she felt one of the hands move to the clasp at the front of her bra.
Technically, she was still wearing the bra because it hadn’t been removed from her body but with the clasp now opened, there was absolutely nothing to keep those hands from feeling up her pert, little tits which is exactly what they did,
Once more, the mass of people seemed to push forward if only by a small measure as everyone tried to get to the open windows so each could claim their meager food allowance.
The finger between her cheeks was now removed and Reina found herself almost in complete despair. As wrong as she’d known it to be, she’d almost gotten used to having it there.
And then she felt what was being moved in to take its place and her eyes went wide. What? No, she told herself. She couldn’t and yet even as she was telling herself no, her legs seemed to open almost of their own accord as if to tell the new invader to come right in and make himself at home.
It was the drug, Reina told herself. It was the drug that was making her behave like this but the truth was now that she had a cock in her pussy, she didn’t much care how it had happened. All she cared about was making sure she continued to get fucked.
The funny thing was as much as all of this was happening to her, Reina never turned to look at any of the men around her. Her goal as it always had been was still to get to the front of the line and to get her daily allotment of food so like everyone else around her, Reina kept her eyes forward as she inched closer to her prize.
Reina heard a groan from her left and moments later, she felt something warm and wet on her wrist and her arm and she knew that in that moment, she’d just made the man on her left cum, too but that didn’t stop her from continuing to stroke him until he was done.
But no sooner had the man finally pulled away than another one stepped in and just as on the right side, it seemed as if she was destined to have her fingers wrapped around men’s cocks and she was just fine with that.
Reina had long since stopped questioning why she was doing what she was doing. She had men fondling her tits. She had her fingers wrapped around men’s cocks. And as if that weren’t good enough all by itself, she had a man behind her with his hands on her waist stroking his cock inside her pussy.
The only thing that would have made it better was if the man in her pussy came inside her. She knew she would cum for sure if she felt him do that and then almost as if on cue, she heard the man behind her groan even as he came inside her and even as he started to cum, she was cumming, too.
He stayed in her pussy until he’d offered up all that he had and it was only the after he had no more to give that Reina felt the man pull out and drift away.
What the hell was she doing, Reina wondered. She wasn’t like this.
But no sooner had she thought that than she felt another man coming up behind her and she felt another hard cock pushing its way up under her skirt and pushing its way into her bare pussy and any doubts that she might have had quickly went away and all the while while she continued to get fucked, the mass of people she was in continued to work its way forward to the open distribution windows.
Reina felt someone lean in close and then she felt someone whisper in her ear. “Do you like this?” the voice whispered in her ear. “Do you like getting fucked like this?”
Reina wanted to shake her head. She wasn’t supposed to like it. She wasn’t even sure if the man who was whispering in her ear was the same one who was in her pussy and then whoever it was who was in her pussy came and everyone took another step forward.
Reina finally stepped forward to an open distribution window. Her clothes were a mess. She was still wearing her skirt even if she wasn’t wearing the panties underneath and her top hung loose and open even as she handed her identification card to the man inside. “I’d like some food please,” she said meekly.
The man took her card and compared it against his computer and then he nodded. “One daily ration,” he said and he handed the ration over. “You’ll need to be back here tomorrow for the next day’s ration.”
“I understand, sir. I’ll be back.”
“Good,” the man said and then he called out, “Next.”