Chapter 24 (1/2)

“You. Have you seen this woman?” I leaned over and pushed an old photograph of Nada into the woman’s face as the hood of my cloak fell back.

The woman was lying on the ground with a needle in her arm. Whether she was ever a prettier girl or not was difficult to tell. Now, her body was devoid of fat. She was skinny to the bone. Her face was pocked with scabs. She was deathly pale and her skin was scraggly and flaking. When she opened her eyes, she blinked three or four times as if she didn’t believe what she was seeing.

“Hey… you’re a man? Hey, baby… want me to show you a good time.” The woman made an attempt to grab me, but in her state, I was able to easily dodge her.

I kicked her leg one more time. “This woman! Do you know her?”

“Wha-? Oh… that’s… um… what’s her face. Yeah, I seen her.”

I let out a breath. This had been the tenth person we had tried to talk to. Two of them had actually tried to tackle me to the ground and rape me on the spot. Brooke had to beat them off of me. Beat them off is the correct word because, in their drug-addled states, they didn’t stop until they were unconscious. I still felt dirty from the last one, who had managed to get her tongue inside my mouth. She hadn’t bathed in a few days, and she smelled quite pungent.

Brooke had told me it’d be easier if she just did the questioning. We were at a drug house Veris had told us was a place Nada frequented. It was the third and final of the addresses Veris could deliver. Among the ten we questioned, this was the first woman to even admit she knew Nada, let alone claim to have recently seen her.

“Can you tell use where she is?” I asked.

The girl, who couldn’t be older than twenty-five, grinned, her teeth yellow and one of her canines seemingly missing.

“What’s it to yay?” She looked down at my crotch. “Perhaps you give me a go, love, and maybe your cock will refresh my memory, eh?”

“Let me handle this.” Brooke took a step forward, cracking her knuckles.

She was just as annoyed spending all morning in crack houses as I was. She looked like she wanted to blow off some steam on this shameless druggy. However, if she accidentally knocked the woman unconscious, we’d be back to square one. I touched Brooke’s shoulder. She looked back at me and I shook my head. With a sigh, she backed off and I kneeled down to the drugged up woman again. Her eyes were more open now, and she had scooted away from Brooke. She was till eying Brooke distrustfully like she expected Brooke to start attacking her any second. I lifted my hand in front of her face and snapped, getting her attention back on me.

“Hey, you, you know if you get pregnant with my baby, you can’t do drugs, right?” I said.

“Gegegege…” The girl let out a laugh. “Worried about our baby, love? No worries. I’ll raise it up proper. Now just stick your cock in me. A lot of lipsticks have been in there but never man-dick, so you’ll be my first.”

The woman shamelessly spread her legs. Her underwear was stained. At some point, she had pissed herself while in her drugged state. Suffice it to say, she smelled overly ripe, and I nearly gagged at the scent. The woman herself only smiled, like she actually thought I’d jump on top of her and start humping her right on the floor here.

“That won’t be necessary,” I said, reaching into my pocket and pulling out my ace, “If you tell me where Nada is, you can have this. Yeah… you recognize it, all you got to do is cut it open and stick it inside. Or sell it. I don’t care. I hear cum goes for $500 an ejaculate on the street.”

Of course, I hadn’t known that earlier today, but after three drug houses, I had picked up on the street the value of my own baby juice. $500! Money in this world wasn’t much different than money in my other world, although this world had already converted to a plastic only system. Physical money no longer existed except in banks. All people traded electronically with cards. However, to think that if I did nothing but jack off 4 times a month I could live comfortably for the rest of my life, it was certainly a strange feeling.

What I held in front of the woman’s eyes was, of course, a condom. It wagged back in forth in front of her eyes, which were locked on them like a dog on a steak. It was tied on the end and full of white stuff, the same way Veris and Nada had once transported it. The white stuff wasn’t warm to the touch, but even so, any woman would get excited by the possibilities of this little bag.

“Ah! Y-yes!” The woman reached out, but when I lifted it out of her grasp, she started nodding excitedly. “Yes, yes! Nada… I know Nada. Skinny girl. Narrow eyes, short hair, average titties? She’s out back. Found herself a lipstick, eating pussy for a hit. I ain’t gay but Nada broke down last night and became a muncher. Already gobbled up ten women, the slut!”

I gave nod. “Out back?”

Brooke gave a nod. “Woman fuck each other behind drug houses like this. It’s known.”

The other woman nodded, excitedly, reaching out her hand. “Yes, of course, gimme, gimme.”

I dropped the condom on the floor with a plop. The woman immediately lunged and grabbed it. Turning away in disgust, I gestured Brooke to follow me outside the room. The pair of us headed down the stairs leading to the back.

“Are you just giving it away now?” Brooke said angrily as we walked down the stairs. “So much for your plans.”

If I didn’t know any better, it sounded like she was jealous and pouting.

“I’ll do anything for my family. Do you understand? If it was you, I’d do it too.”

“…” Brooke didn’t respond, but when we reached the bottom of the stairs, I turned around and gave her a smirk.

“Besides, it’s glue. Thought I might need some currency, so I poured some into a couple condoms. The only thing that woman will get is her crotch glued shut. Might even help with the smell…”

Brooke’s expression relaxed and she let out a snort. “Haha… you tricky bastard. You better not do that to my Akio.”

“Well, the only way to be certain is to have me deliver it straight from the source…” I turned away, a smirk forming on my face.

“Don’t you start!” Brooke snapped indignantly. “I can still beat the shit out of you!”

“Mmm… sorry, not a masochist, so if you want my cum, you’ll have to treat me gentle-like.”

“You… don’t be so… ahem… cocky…”

I let out a slight grin. “Oh… really…”

“Yes, I heard how that sounds, now kindly go jack yourself off.” Brooke stuck out her tongue and looked away, for the second time today looking just a bit flustered.

As we left the dilapidated building and started walking along the side path, the noises in the air stopped us from talking. True to the rumors, the private sealed off area behind the drug den was basically a whore house. Munchers, women who resorted to eating women out for drugs, met with their suppliers. Some of these women were rich women just looking for sexual release, while others were the drug dealers themselves, offering discounts in exchange for sexual favors. Not every prostitute here did drugs, but they went hand in hand.

“Put up your hood, kid.” Brooke muttered, “A bunch of horny drugged up women and a fertile man don’t mix well.”

I nodded, lifting the hood to my cloak and lowering it over my eyes. I was still young and scrawny, so I didn’t really have an obviously manly physique with my cloak on. Despite how silly Brooke’s words might have seemed in my old world, I was in very real danger here. If all these women did learn a man was in their domain, being pushed down was the least of my worries.

The area wasn’t particularly large, but hundreds of dirty towels and blankets were hung up by strings, sectioning off the place and creating the effect like some kind of bazaar or marketplace. The makeshift coverings came in many colors, and so it looked very lively for a back ally. Various women had created makeshift privacy tents that looked like small alcoves only about three feet wide and six feet deep. Sitting in front of each alcove was a woman plying her trade. Some of them looked professional, wearing makeup and alluring clothing, while others looked much like druggies just looking to score a hit.

To some of these women, these little hovels barely large enough to fit two people were the locations they worked and lived.

“It’s a work around the law.” Brooke suddenly spoke up.

“Hah?” I coughed, trying to cover up my voice while avoiding the eyes of a few women who were trying to get me to come over to their tent.

“Prostitution is illegal… indoors. However, you can freely exchange anything for sex outdoors as long as it doesn’t violate public decency laws. So, these sort of … pussy markets… open up in the bad areas of town. Being behind a drug den is just for convenience.”

“I really thought that without men, the sex trade would be dead,” I muttered to myself.

“Huh? Why would a man ever need to pay for sex?” Brooke looked at me with a genuinely questioning look, and I could only shrug with a half-smile.

This was the world we lived in now. It was a world of women. Human nature apparently wasn’t sex specific. If there weren’t men, women didn’t suddenly turn into perfect peacekeepers. Humans were just as bad independent of the sex. Maybe the violence wasn’t as bad. Women didn’t kill other women as often. However, that only made things crueler for them. Men just murdered men. Women, on the other hand, they’d strip other women of their humanity until there was nothing left.

I once knew a girl in high school. She wasn’t part of the popular girls and got excluded and teased relentlessly. The worst a bully would ever do to a man is beat him up and steal his lunch money. However, the girls relentlessly hounded her until she attempted suicide. Then, the same girl who had driven her to try to kill herself was put in charge of the “get well” committee which collected money and got signatures to cheer her up. The harasser was the well-liked popular girl, after all, and the teachers knew nothing. So, after trying to die, she had to watch her bully smile at her and hand her flowers to make her feel better, while secretly spreading rumors that she faked her suicide so she could get an abortion. That girl never returned, switching schools instead. However, it left a lesson that had remained with me until now, women are scary.

As I looked around the space, I could see a few tents being occupied by women. There was some giggling, some heavy breathing, and a couple of moans. I kept reminding myself how dangerous a place this was, less I start to grow too excited. However, I still felt I had to slouch a little or there might be something very obvious displaying my sex. It was then that my eyes fell on a naked butt sticking out the entrance of one of the tents. It was a woman on her knees, and she was bent over, her upper body still within a cubby hole. This wasn’t technically legal since her naked lower half was being exposed, but in this environment, the sight of naked women was common and the other girls ignored her slip in etiquette. She was a newbie, after all.

As I walked up to her cubby, I could see her ass and pussy were wagging, and it looked like she was in between the legs of another woman, munching down on some pussy. Well, trying. She didn’t have the other woman’s panties off yet, and I could hear bickering between the two like they were having a difference of opinion. Even though I didn’t see her face between the other woman’s legs, it was an ass and pussy that I recognized. I sat down on my knees, pulled back my hand and gave the ass a slap. Brooke rolled her eyes at me while the woman I slapped let out a cry.

She pulled back out of her position between another girl’s pussy and she looked up. Her face looked not much different than a few days ago. Maybe she was little more tired. Her lips were chapped and she had wet stuff all over her chin. Nada had been reduced to whoring herself out for drugs. Well, in her defense, she did try to whore herself out to me before she fell back on lesbianism. I knew it wasn’t my fault, but I still felt a little bad seeing the poor woman in this state. I had pushed her to this, although there was nothing I could do to prevent this from happening either.

“You’ll have to wait for your…” Nada stopped when she looked up at saw me.