Surviving the Apocalypse with my Multiplier System

“There’s something wrong with the food. The others are starting to act strangely as well, said Rayne, observing the other girls in the room.

They were all looking at each other with flushed faces. Tamara was stealing the show with her passionate moans.

“Why would they want us to be like this?” asked Helmi, horrified at the sight around them.

Rayne frowned, doing her best to minimize her presence.

“We need to act like we’re getting affected too. They’ll notice if we’re the only ones not in the mood,” whispered Rayne.

“Helmi looked at her with wide eyes. “What do you suggest we do? I don’t know if I can be convinced to do that.” She pointed at Tamara with her eyes, who was licking one of the other girls on her chest.

Rayne quickly turned around and placed her arms around Helmi, hugging her in a way that looked like they were kissing.

“I think they’re trying to either get us used to the feeling of being affected by aphrodisiac or craving sex,” whispered Rayne. “And if I’m correct about the mirror, they’re most definitely watching us right now.”

The two of them hugged in the corner while the other girls let loose. The aphrodisiac affected some more than others, filling the room with giggles and flirtatious conversations.

A few minutes later, the female leader returned to the room. “You naughty ladies! I leave you alone for just a short while, and now look at you!”

Tamara giggled and walked over to stand in front of her, “Since we’re so naughty, will you punish us?”

Her words were flirty and teasing. She was brave enough to even place her hand on the leader’s arm.

“No, of course not. You ladies are the beauties of our base. You only deserve to be rewarded!” the leader replied, causing the other girls to break out into a big smile.

Rayne listened to everyone’s excitement. It’s as if they all forgot how they were treated when they were forced to come here.

“I’m just here to see if you all need anything before bed,” the leader announced.

“Some wine!”

“A handsome man!”

“Your fingers!~”

The other girls giggled, requesting different things to help them with their arousal.

“Good! I’m glad to see all of you beauties are in a good mood. Now have some fun and head to bed, tomorrow we will begin our lessons,” the leader announced with a smile.

After she left, the girls resumed their passionate activities, just with slightly less passion than earlier.

Rayne continued to embrace Helmi in the corner while she watched the rest. As soon as she noticed that the effect of the aphrodisiac began to die down, she let go, pretending to be tired.

“What do you think will happen during training tomorrow. What sort of things will they teach us?” asked Helmi. Her voice was low, and only Rayne was able to hear her words.

“Most likely things to do with sex and seductiveness. I’m not really sure what exactly,” answered Rayne.

She was also slightly worried about this training tomorrow, hoping that it didn’t involve actually doing anything.

As the evening went on, the others finally stopped what they were doing and fell asleep. Rayne was still lying beside Helmi on the bed in the very corner of the room. Neither one of them wanted to move to a different bed, so they wordlessly agreed to sleep together.

Rayne lay quietly, facing the wall to give Helmi at least a little bit of privacy. She wasn’t sure how much time had passed or what time it currently was, but she didn’t want to pull out a phone or clock to check.

Her thoughts slowly drifted over to Julian. She hoped that wherever he was that he was doing okay.

They agreed to keep low and blend in until they found an opportunity to meet up, but now that she was chosen to be trained as an escort, she wasn’t sure how they were supposed to meet up.

Helmi shifted beside her, trying to cover up the sound of her stomach growling. They were the only two who hadn’t eaten, and Rayne was also feeling hungry.

She subtly opened up her system screen and looked to see what she could take out that wouldn’t attract too much attention. It needed to be small and preferably filling.

There were many options, but to be safe and avoid suspicion, she ended up choosing a simple biscuit. It was buttery, flaky, and could be eaten silently. It was also large enough that I would hold the hunger at bay for a little while.

“Helmi, here. Have this,” whispered Rayne, handing her a single biscuit.

Helmi turned her head to face Rayne before accepting the biscuit. Due to the darkness in the room, she didn’t realize exactly what it was until she held it in her hand.

“Rayne, how do you have this?” she asked, keeping her voice as quiet as possible.

“I snuck it in. Don’t ask, just eat. I promise there’s nothing wrong with it,” replied Rayne. She pretended to pull out another biscuit from behind her and began to eat.

Helmi picked off a tiny piece and put it in her mouth. The buttery biscuit melted in her mouth while causing her taste buds to rejoice. The flavor was addictive, and she found herself tearing off piece after piece.

“This is the best biscuit I’ve ever had. Thank you, Rayne,” she whispered just as she placed the last bits in her mouth.

Rayne smiled to herself, “You’re just hungry. Now go to sleep, I’ll try to sneak more out tomorrow.”

Helmi hummed in reply and turned over once more before closing her eyes. She was grateful that she ran into Rayne and decided to stick with her. It was now thanks to her that she was able to go to sleep without feeling hungry.

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The next morning, the female leader walked in, ringing a dinner bell.

“Good morning, beauties! It’s time to wake up and get ready for training. Waking up early is an important part of staying beautiful; you will need to get used to it.”

Rayne had already woken up the moment she heard the door open, but the others let out yawns and soft groans, hearing the bell.

After everyone got out of bed, the leader led them all back to the bathroom, where they were allowed to brush their teeth and do their hair.

“If you get selected, you’ll even be given a skincare and makeup allowance. Work hard, ladies, and the luxuries of your past lives will be available to you!”

Most of the ladies gasped at this news. They never expected to be able to use things like skincare and makeup, but upon closer look at the leader’s face, they noticed that she was wearing lipstick and mascara!”

“Miss, please tell us, how can we get selected?” Tamara asked. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked at the leader.

At the mention of makeup, her mind raced! If she had access to makeup, then she could outshine even the prettiest of women! Her gaze fell on Rayne. She hated that there was someone prettier than her here.

“Good question! There are a few ways of getting selected. While most of it is based on the preference of the leader, I have the ability to recommend you. Girls that I’ve recommended have ended up with the highest-ranking leaders and are currently enjoying a lavish life of luxury.”

Her words garnered the attention of everyone in the room. Rayne listened to her words and felt like scoffing. How could everyone be so eager to throw themselves at men that they’ve never met before?

Surely they know what they’d be used for?

The leader took her time answering more of the girl’s questions before leading them into another room.

This room was smaller than the room they slept in and was surrounded on all sides with a couch. In the middle of the room was a pole.

Rayne frowned as soon as they stepped in. She hoped that they were going to take turns learning how to pole dance.

“This room will act as a classroom. I have chosen a senior beauty to come teach the basics. Those who show skill during this course will be promoted faster, with a chance of being recommended by me.”

The promise of a chance at being recommended had everyone buzzing with energy. Everyone took a seat in front of the pole and waited for this senior beauty to enter the room.

Rayne chose to sit as far into the corner as possible, hoping to blend in with the others to prevent drawing attention to herself.

Helmi joined her and they both sat silently, looking around the room as they waited for their ‘instructor’ to arrive.

Rayne kept glancing at the pole. Well, if we’re forced to learn how to dance on it, at least I can show off my moves to Julian once this is all over.