Well huh... didn't expect that

After a restful night, I started going through all the items the team I captured had on them. Ration bars, first aid kits, swords, drink purifying tablets, a folder filled with documents, close-range radios, and an emergency beacon. Looking down at the pile of goods I took from the five girls who would look at home on a New York street corner. Is this how everyone dresses like five-dollar hookers?

Looking over at the six cages with the 'sleeping' prisoners I ignore them for now except for sneaking a few glances not wanting to get a knife in the neck. I keep getting feelings from seeing them before but not knowing where. Grabbing the documents I opened the folder seeing photos of my battle with the Orcs. A few more with my home last night. Shit long-range drones that are probably military-grade and they have been following me for who knows how long. Glad they wanted me alive instead of dead getting a drone strike in the ass while asleep would be the end of me at least until I get stronger.

Taking a deep breath I gagged it was then I realized how much of my overwhelming body odor was making my nose curl. Thought back and wondered when the last time I bathed was and was not able to come up with an answer. Dam, it has been a while. Needing to remedy that I go to the creak using some metal to make a washing basin big enough for me to fit in. I filled it with water heading back to the dome. Heading to a pile of items from the ranger station I sift through the expired food, bars of old soap, and various items that should help later on.

Grabbing the soap, and a few towels I go to a corner Standing in a corner in full view of the prisoners keeping an eye on all of them I take off my clothes as I bring a metal basin full of cold water. Twitching my finger causing the metal to rub against itself. When the water started to steam I stopped causing the friction from building too high.

Grabbing an old bar of soap and a hand towel I quickly wash off the major areas the fastest pit, tits, and dick. After washing those thoroughly I cleaned the rest of myself not taking my eyes off of the six prisoners. After I finished getting yesterday's grime off of myself feeling a lot better I go through the canned food I found in the camp. Finding coffee I made myself breakfast with the leftover baked fish waiting on the bimbos to 'wake' even though I catch them all looking at me.

Hiding my grin in my shitty coffee I knew what to do. Standing up slowly walking past all of their cells 'inspecting' them while leaving a silent but deadly surprise for all of them. After looking over the sleeping form I head back to my chair sitting back down not having to wait long as I watched the latex twins' noses twitch, and before long I saw tears prickle out of the corner of their mouths. Fighting down a chuckle with a mouth full of my bitter brew.

Looking over at the big tittied MILF who was wearing what I could only assume was her daughter's white and black bunny suit. She was laying there with only her nose twitching besides that nothing. Ah, she is more than likely a mother having to have dealt with baby shit at one time in her life. Feeling a challenge coming my way from the baked fish and shitty coffee I felt my stomach gurgle as I got to stand up not bothering to hide my amusement as I slowly walked closer.

As I go to walk up to the cells I hear gagging from what I can see is the youngest of the group if I had to put a number I would say, late teens. Reaching her hand up brushing her white curly locks out of the way of her green glaring eyes. Even though I don't feel any kind of threat of bodily harm from her I watch as she stood up revealing what she was wearing. It was a white and black skin-tight quarter of a shirt exposing everything from the bottom of her nipple down to the top of her exposed thong.

Blinking a few times looking into her eyes as she eyed a morning wood with what can only be described as an animalistic hunger. Grinning at her as I snapped gaining her attention back up into my eyes. She glared at me before huffing speaking Ching Chong language. I rubbed my beard just staring at her for a few moments. Looking over to her now-roused friend raising an eyebrow as she looked over me slowly with half-lidded eyes. When she looked me into my eyes she leaned forward mushing her impossibly large breasts together while licking her lips.

Jesus woman those things could be weapons. Though looking into her eyes I see a little fear... No not fear. What is it... ah right mentally snapping my fingers. She is one of those women no matter how much you tell them they are beautiful will just wave it off laughing. Then be in her head like 'he was just being friendly' no bitch I would stick my dick in you.

Looking over slowly I forced a sneer when I looked at her massive breast and slightly chubby stomach showing her how little I care about her. In reality, I would wheelbarrow her ass across an open field. Watching a sad smile spread across her face I turned away from her. Facing the 'newer model' in her eyes starting to ogling her younger tighter partner and checking out her abs and healthy thighs.

The white-haired teen bowed again showing the bottoms of those pink nipples as her shirt rose just a hint, but not before looking up at my face and having to tear her eyes away from my junk. She spoke a few more times "English mother fucker do you speak it? I don't speak that drop a clock down a set of stairs and get a word language." I said in the most dead tone I could while still feeling my throat tighten a little more.

Rubbing my throat as it still felt tender watching the gears in her head start to turn slowly. Looking her in the eyes as she kept on looking at me before shouting to her companions. Huffing with a hint of pink on her cheeks as she started to get nervous talking to the older woman for a few minutes pointing at the winged woman who was looking at the rest of us amused more than anything.

She stood up revealing her sleeveless gold and black shirt that stopped below her underboob. She stretched her wings and back for a few seconds. She turned to me bringing her protective goggles up and holding her long dirty blonde hair out of her face. She grinned up at me while sneaking a glance at my lower half briefly. Her honey-brown eyes twinkled up at me with a shit-eating grin spreading across her face.

Stepping up to the bars she reached out her hand "Hello handsome, name's Hawks number two hero in Japan" Hawks... fuck My Hero Academia, but with female Grape Orcs and Elfs. Keeping my expression neutral I reach out and grip her hand giving it a few tugs as she tried to match my grip but failed. Her cheeks flushed the harder I squeezed. Squinting down at the red-winged hero I pulled my hand back.

"Alright not explain why I have a bunch of what I can only assume is hookers hunting me down with how you all are dressed?" Leaning back forming a chair looking at the shorter woman blinking a few times before barking out laughing.

"Who cares how we dress it is usually just us women out here fighting in the front. Men well they usually just sit behind security as the rest of us get what needs to be done." Watching her smile as she spoke as if she was proud of this bullshit. What kind of soy boy bullshit is going on here?

"Excuse me but did you say women are all fighting Orcs and Elves?" She nodded her head flashing me a smile and a thumbs up. "Where are all of the men while all of you are fighting?" She looked at me like I was crazy for a few seconds.

"Well, most men are not as... gifted as you are. So they have usually hidden away" she seemed to hesitate for a few seconds as her eyes almost unconsciously turned to my dick.

Holding up my hand before she can continue "Explain now" practically shouting thinking of what kind of coward hid behind women. I get some dudes like tall muscle-bound chicks but hell if you can't fight for it you lose it. She looked nervous looking at her friends. Looking back at me she played with her hands while trying to keep her eyes above my beard.

"Well, men are... weak and timid." Rubbing my fingers in my ears cause this bitch did not just call me weak. She probably coughed onto my like though as she waved her hands "No, not you but Ummm... other men are not as prevalent as women so we are seen as more... disposable. We have also a limited amount of me." She looked at the floor at the end like she did something bad.

"So? If they died they were weak." Feeling a grin spread across my face feeling a little disappointed in the men here. "So tell me about these so call 'Men'?" her eyes twitched as I did quote marks with my hands when speaking of the men from here.

She rubbed her eyes with her gloved hand "Well men here usually stand on average one point two meters tall or as you Americans say four feet tall on average." Holding my hand up for her to stop at that.

Pacing now thinking about what happened to this world for that to happen. "So you are telling me men are now almost four of my dicks stacked?" She blinked before swallowing taking another peak down. Nodding her head "Well what the fuck happened to make the men here a bunch of bitch boys?" Banging my fist on the steel bar next to her denting it slightly. Staring her down as she backed up. She didn't know how to react to an aggressive man.

Looking at the others in their cells all looking at me with varying degrees of incredibly. Ana the Elf mage is flushed pink on her tanned skin panting as a dog stuck in a hot car. The white-haired girl looked at me with wide innocent eyes confusion warring with disbelief inside of them. The big tittied MILF was gaping at me like a fish out of water. The woman wearing piolets outfit I still asleep or at least she seemed to be. The last woman kept her face blank but I can see the interest behind those eyes as they hid behind the curtain of black and purple.

Hawks looked back to the others as they all shouted and whispered to each other not arguing with each other but coming up with a game plan. Floating over the ration bars I handed them over to the group as we had silence over us until I was broken by the younger white-haired girl holding her midsection. She looked over at Hawks and spoke quietly before glancing at me flushing.

Hawks rubbed her face before looking at me "She has to take a shit..." I pointed over to a metal bucket in the corner with a rag hanging off of the edge. Hawks just looked back and forth a few times rubber her face and speaking to the white-haired teen. The teen looked over at the bucket before looking back at me shrugging and heading over to the toilet taking off her thong sitting on the bucket. Looking back at Hawks ignoring the teen.

"So continue to explain to me exactly what the fuck is going on." She struggled with finding the right words so she just broke them down.

"So one thousand years ago the Succubus Queen Astaroth attempted to breach the barrier between dimensions here. The reason we found out was that a plague killed off all the male Demons in that dimension. So they worked for a few hundred years breaking down the barrier between us and them." Leaning back into my chair I closed my eyes at how dumb this sounded.

"During that time the same plague came through we later learned it was called Lilith Plague. Well, it came through and killed off by our estimations of nearly ninety-eight percent of all men. During that period, the power vacuum was filled by the women who when they contracted the plague had nothing happen to them. Over the next eight hundred years for every man born twenty women are also born. Also, men become smaller losing almost a millimeter and a half of height on average every year and that was a thousand years ago." Clearing her throat as she looked unprofitable speaking about all of this.

"The average of every man went down from weight to... penis size. At least that is how it was until the demons finally came through the breach in the late 2030s." Clearing her throat I brought a glass of water for her to drink. Dam poor man sausages. She finished her drink she continued

"After the breach happened another event that shaped how humanity is nowadays. Quirks became the mainstream so to say. It started small but over the next decade from the thirties to the forties, women with stronger quirks became local warlords taking as many men as they could some outright being killed by rivals. The more men one had the higher their 'status' so to speak. With that men's number dwindled further." She scratched the back of her head fighting back a grimace.

"By our records, men could get quirks but it was a one out of a hundred type of chance. It was always something small like making pee glow, or a finger flashlight. But those men were hunted down for sport seeing who could collect them. With all that going on more and more men kept dying until society stabilized. But at that point, men's numbers were down so bad that we had to break out the stocked sperm. Pre-thirties we had men who at least once a week donate sperm in banks. Thankfully we did because we do not have our numbers back up to three billion people in the world..."She trailed off doing some mental gymnastics from the way her eyes are darting from side to side. Waving my hand for her to continue.

"In Japan, we have less than six thousand men and only forty-five quirk users from that number. So the men have been 'borrowed' from other countries so to speak. But we take great care of our men feeding, having sex, and protecting them for everyone else." I stared at her with the blank eye still wrapping my head around the fact that all that shit happened.

"Hahaha ah!" I started laughing wiping tears out of my eyes "That.. that right there has to be the dumbest shit I have ever heard. I mean it's unlikely, but you could have made that shit up let us pretend it is true. What do you expect me to come happily along dick in hand with you hooking me up to the jackoff 9000 milking me dry so you can turkey baste those fertile eggs. You can fuck right off. The only thing these nuts are slapping against is tight asses or chins." She looked at me before going to speak to her friends. Back and forth for a few moments. Ana just looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

So super plague, succubus queen, femboys, and men getting treated like cattle. Yea I am good. Feeling something metal outside of my area I latch onto I pulling it to the ground. Looking back at the heated discussion taking place between the prisoners I walk away grabbing the Elf. Despite the yelling of the people behind me. Dragging the one-armed elf beside me she made no move to leave as she stumbled along on her stump wincing with every other step.

Creating her a chair I sat across from her chaining her arm and leg to the chair. Looking up at her purple eyes "What is your name?" She folded her arms under the bust narrowing her eyes at me. Grinning wide as she kept up her stubborn attitude. I waited "You have one last chance to speak to me or I will have to do something drastic." She shut her mouth tight as she glared harder at me.

Nodding my head I grabbed my still-wet towel I cut long ways in one wrist-thick section of cloth. She looked up at me in defiance as I stood over her shackled form "One more." Pausing as she spat at me "... suit yourself." Forcing her mouth open I made an impromptu bite guard keeping her mouth wide open.

Forcing her to look straight to the sky I dipped the cloth in a little more water. Looking down into her panicked eyes I shoved the cotton towel down her throat shoving it further and further until I am only holding a thin strip. Holding it there for thirty seconds. Once I counted to thirty I leaned down "This is the fun part." I whispered leaning back. Looking down into her eyes in one quick jerking motion the cloth from her stomach brought the stomach acid into her throat, and mouth along with half-digested food making her wheeze and scream as her throat was slowly being corroded.

Watching her eyes tear up streaks of wetness fall to the ground "What are you crying for the record for someone lasting going through this is ten hours they only died because the towel pulled his stomach out." Looking up at the sky "Eight hours and fifty-eight minutes left till we beat that record." Patting her hair looking into those horrified purple eyes. Wiping her tears gently "I believe in you." Going back to shove the towel down her throat.

A/N: Hope you enjoyed it flushing out the story a little more while showing my character is not some happy-go-lucky kind of guy. I mean he has the memories of a holocaust survivor. Now someone wants to cage him again? How would you expect him to react?