Post-Apocalyptic America: Synthetic 3D Female Protagonist

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The vegetable salad was so brightly colored it didn't look like something from the apocalypse; every leaf was covered with glistening water droplets and exuded the fresh scent of earth and sunshine.

There are also soft, cloud-like breads with a rich wheat aroma, paired with light yellow cream that melts in your mouth.

These foods are clearly products of Angela's extraordinary technology, yet they perfectly replicate the taste and flavor of top-quality ingredients, making everyone's mouths water.

In this post-apocalyptic world, a meal like this would be enough to drive any survivor base crazy.

After dinner,

A huge bonfire was lit in the center of the manor; Angela seemed to have prepared a bonfire dance party especially to welcome Su Hui.

Joyful music flowed from the speakers hidden everywhere, and the survivors, who had been suppressed for so long in the apocalypse, finally let loose.

Hand in hand, they danced around the ever-growing bonfire, their laughter and songs echoing in the night sky.

The firelight illuminated their joyful faces, and the flickering light and shadow outlined their graceful, plump, or agile figures, creating a vibrant and moving picture.

Su Hui sat on a bench a little distance away, holding a glass of red wine, calmly appreciating everything before him.

His gaze swept over the women of various shapes and sizes.

Some of them were youthful and lively, while others were mature and charming. Under the flickering flames, each of their bodies exuded a primal and fiery allure.

Not far away, 2B, dressed in a black gothic miniskirt, and Eve, dressed in a futuristic bodysuit, looked somewhat bewildered.

Eve was clearly infected by the cheerful atmosphere; her amber eyes sparkled with a hint of eager curiosity.

She tugged at 2B, who remained expressionless and sat like a doll beside her.

"2B, shall we... give it a try too?"

2B's black eye mask concealed her gaze, but her slightly tilted head revealed that she was not unmoved.

Soon, a friendly older sister with long chestnut hair ran over with a smile, took Eve and 2B's hands without saying a word, and led them onto the dance floor.

Eve's body was a little stiff, and her amber eyes were full of confusion, but with her superb learning ability, in just a moment, her dance moves went from clumsy to smooth, and even carried a unique power and beauty.

Her high ponytail drew a vibrant arc in the air, and her tight-fitting combat suit showcased her amazing curves to the fullest. Every spin and jump was like a performance of power and beauty.

After dancing a few laps, Eve's face flushed with excitement. She suddenly broke free from her dance partner and ran straight towards Su Hui.

"Master, come with me!"

Her clear voice, filled with an irresistible joy, pulled Su Hui's hand and dragged him into the center of the dance floor.

Eve pressed her body tightly against him, and through the fabric, Su Hui could clearly feel the softness and amazing elasticity of her body, as well as the primal heat that came from life itself.

Her breath was slightly rapid, spraying against Su Hui's ear. Her amber pupils shone brightly in the firelight, reflecting his image without any attempt to conceal it.

Seeing this, 2b silently followed and stood on the other side of Su Hui.

Unlike Eve, she wasn't proactive; she just awkwardly imitated the other people's dance steps, but her body unconsciously moved closer to Su Hui.

Her movements were precise and elegant, like a programmed mechanical doll, yet her innocent and naive nature made her all the more endearing.

Soon, Su Hui was sandwiched between two stunningly beautiful women, one with silver hair and the other with brown hair.

Eve was passionate and fiery, each spin carrying a fragrant breeze as she slammed her voluptuous body into Su Hui's arms.

2b is as aloof as the moon, seemingly distant, yet her slender waist always inadvertently touches Su Hui's arm, bringing a cool and delicate touch.

An ambiguous atmosphere quietly permeated the three of them.

Su Hui enjoyed the blessing of having two women on his left and right, his large hands casually stroking their slender waists and shapely buttocks, eliciting a soft gasp of excitement from Eve and a barely perceptible tremor from 2B's body.

The atmosphere at the ball grew increasingly lively.

Once Su Hui found a moment to escape the frenzied dance floor, he found a relatively quiet corner and lit a cigarette.

Before he could calm the agitation stirred within him...

A figure quietly appeared in front of him.

Claire stood in the shadows, a rare blush appearing on her usually aloof and distant pretty face, her pale pink short hair swaying slightly in the night breeze.

Her eyes, which were always as clear and cool as sapphires, were now burning with a blazing flame, fixed firmly on Su Hui.

"Master~"

Her voice was low, with a slight, almost imperceptible tremor.

Before Su Hui could respond, Claire suddenly stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. Her palm was slightly cool, but it held an irresistible force.

She grabbed his hand, turned and walked away, quickly leaving the area illuminated by the campfire and heading into the shadows of a row of modular buildings.

Su Hui did not resist, but simply let her pull him along with great interest.

He was curious about what this girl, who was always as resolute as an iceberg, wanted to do.

Claire skillfully opened a door, pulled Su Hui inside, and then locked the door behind her.

"Click."

A soft sound shut out the noise from the outside world.

This is a separate bathroom, not very large. The cool moonlight shines through the small window overhead, illuminating Claire's increasingly intense gaze.

She pushed Su Hui against the wall, while she leaned against the door, her chest heaving violently.

"I……"

She seemed to want to say something, but in the end, all her words came out as one action.

Claire lunged forward, tiptoed, and awkwardly but firmly kissed Su Hui with her slightly cool lips.

"...This is to express my gratitude to you."

She whispered almost inaudibly in his ear, pressing her body tightly against his, her arms encircling his neck, her full breasts pressed against his chest without any hesitation, her blue eyes shimmering with undisguised adoration and possessiveness.

Lips and teeth intertwined, tongues sucking.

Su Hui savored the softness of the delicate body in his arms, tasting the flavor of her rosy lips and sweet saliva, making soft, wet sounds.

Feeling Claire's passion, he wrapped one arm around the girl's slender waist, while his right hand naturally caressed her full breasts. He squeezed and kneaded them with his five fingers, flattening and rounding the soft, snow-white flesh with each movement. His thumb and forefinger precisely pinched the erect nipples, causing Claire to whimper and moan during the kiss.

Just as the atmosphere in the bathroom was heating up, with the rustling of clothes and suppressed breathing mingling together, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Thump, thump thump".

"Claire? Are you in there? I saw you coming this way."

It was Saran's voice, clear and tinged with concern.

The sudden sound made Claire freeze instantly.

Her eyes widened suddenly, a hint of panic flashing in her pupils, and she was momentarily at a loss.

Seeing this, Su Hui couldn't help but smile, a smile that was even more exciting and dangerous.

He made Claire turn around so her back was to him, with her hands on the door panel. He then grasped her slender waist with his own hands, brushed his palms over her pert buttocks, and slipped his hand inside her clothes to touch the cleft of her buttocks.

Claire nervously looked back at Su Hui, her beautiful blue eyes filled with tension and pleading. She shook her head at him, hoping Su Hui would let her go.

But since Claire started the fire, how could Su Hui let her off so easily?

Ignoring Claire's pleas, Su Hui bent down and pressed his body against Claire's, his warm breath tickling her ear as he whispered:

"Baby, don't you think this is more exciting? I touched you, you're already all wet!"

Claire's legs tightened as she was stimulated by Su Hui's whispers, trying to stop the hands that were playing tricks on her, but doing so only brought Su Hui a more pleasurable experience.

"Look, it's stretchy!"

Su Hui pulled his hand out and spread his five fingers in front of Claire. A transparent, glistening fluid was sticking between his fingers. Claire lowered her head in embarrassment, biting her lower lip tightly, and her breathing became heavy.

"Cover your mouth and don't make a sound! Also, don't let Saran outside the door see you."

"I'm coming!"

Su Hui chuckled silently, stopped teasing Claire, lifted the last piece of cloth covering Claire's body that was already soaked with honey, and thrust himself inside!

Claire covered her mouth tightly, arched her body in an S-shape, and let out a silent wail.

this moment.

The calls from outside the door seemed to become the most powerful catalyst for this forbidden pleasure.

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Outside the door, Saran's clear and concerned voice called out, like a drop of cold water thrown into boiling oil, instantly triggering a violent reaction in the small bathroom.

Claire's body froze completely, and her usually cool blue eyes widened suddenly, filled with panic and helplessness.

She covered her mouth tightly, afraid of revealing even the slightest abnormality, and the tense muscles in her back conveyed extreme tension.

She lay prone on the cold door, able to clearly feel the presence of her dear friend outside, and even more so, the scorching heat that surged through her body, an irresistible force.

The intertwining of two completely different feelings created an extreme sense of shame and stimulation.

"Claire?"

Saran's voice rang out again, tinged with confusion and worry.

Claire turned around abruptly, her usually cool blue eyes now misty with tears, filled with pleading and panic. She looked at the man behind her with a mocking smile and shook her head silently.

However, Su Hui simply mouthed "Answer her" to her.

His actions did not stop; instead, they became more intense, each time as if punishing her for her distraction.

Claire's body trembled uncontrollably, and she could only bite her hand hard to swallow back the sob that was about to burst out of her throat.

She tried her best to control her voice, making it sound as smooth as possible.

"I...I'm here."

The voice that came out was tinged with an undeniable hoarseness and trembling.

Your voice sounds a little strange, are you feeling unwell?

Saran keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"N-nothing, it's just... I drank a bit too much and wanted to sober up."

Claire struggled to organize her thoughts as she endured Su Hui's increasingly excessive attacks.

Su Hui seemed to think that this wasn't exciting enough. He leaned down, his hot breath brushing against Claire's sensitive earlobe, his deep voice carrying a devilish allure.

Tell her you're thinking of me.

Claire's body trembled violently, her pupils contracted sharply, and she turned to look at Su Hui in disbelief, her handsome face filled with shame, indignation, and pleading.

Saran, standing outside the door, grew increasingly worried due to the prolonged silence.

“Claire, I’ve been so worried about you ever since we separated. You know, after that night, I was chased by a group of mutants and almost died…”

Saran began to recount his experiences outside the door, trying to alleviate his friend's potential discomfort through conversation.

"...Later, I met Ms. Angela, and that's when things settled down. What about you? How did you end up with...Mr. Su Hui? What kind of person is he?"

Every question Saran asked felt like a heavy hammer blow to Claire's taut nerves.

Su Hui's actions became increasingly malicious at this moment. He was no longer simply assaulting her, but using a highly skillful grinding technique to precisely tease her most sensitive nerves.

Claire felt her very soul trembling, and the string of her reason was about to snap.

"Um..."

With a sudden and violent impact, Claire could no longer hold back, and an uncontrollable, seductive moan finally escaped from between her fingers covering her mouth.

The sound was soft, yet it was enough to penetrate the thin door panel.

The conversation outside the door abruptly stopped.

Deathly silence.

A few seconds later, Sarana's voice, filled with extreme confusion and a hint of doubt, rang out again.

"Claire...you...what was that sound just now?"

Claire's cheeks were flushed red, almost as if they were about to bleed. She turned around and looked at the man behind her with a smug smile. She knew she could no longer fool him.

Embarrassment and shame welled up inside her, and she could only try her best to come up with a clumsy excuse.

"I...I'm fine! I just accidentally bumped my leg! You...you go back first, Saran, I want to be alone for a while."