Crossdressing To Survive An Apocalypse

The camp was set up crudely. they only had a small cloth that they spread before they sat on the ground and that young man found a few logs from somewhere to start the campfire.

Skyy watched all of this curiously. The way they started the fire was so primitive. They used a small matchstick.

After the guy was done, kindling the fire he asked for the matchbox.

The man simply stuffed it back in his pocket. "it's a fire hazard."

Pouting Skyy peered up at him. "Why not? I just want to try it."

"Come on Chen, don't be mean," Zara dug around his pocket and handed it to him.

Skyy smiled widely. "How does it work." He carefully took out a stick. The top of it was coated with some black stuff. He sniffed it slightly.

"don't eat it. You have to strike it at the box like this," she showed him how to do it.

Skyy did so as well. the match lit up brightly. "Whoa! This is so good! Is this how primitive people started their fire? We have technology where you can simply wave your hand and boom, fire."

In their common hall, they did have a small fireplace that could be lit up with just a wave of their hand. it was so simple but at the same time so boring.

Not as fun as these small wooden sticks.

"Hey let go!" Zara patted the match out of his hand. "You can't hold it for long. Or it will burn you," she gazed at his fingertips to see if he was hurt. "That is also why fire is dangerous."

Even after he dropped the match the small wooden stock was still lit up slightly.

Zara stomped on it. "What are we having for dinner?"

"Bread," Chen whispered and got a packet of bread and jam from the car.

"you've got to be kidding me. I wanted something warm. Like porridge or something," Zara pouted as she gazed at the fireplace.

Skyy Curiously looked at the small packet Chen was holding. "What is that it smells sweet," he scooted closer to take a better look.

Chen moved away a bit and handed him a piece of bread that was smeared with jam. "Eat,"

He sniffed it slightly. "It looks like blood but smells sweet. Why is that?"

"it's made with mulberries and strawberries our grandpa grew," Zara gestured for him to eat.

Skyy looked at it licking his lips. He was so used to eating tasteless gruel. 'Earth food… it ought to be good.' he took a small bite.

The sweet tart taste filled his mouth.

"hmm~" he quickly stuffed the entire piece in his mouth in a hurry. The sweet taste along with the soft consistency of the bread was such a delicacy. He had never tasted anything so tasty before!

"slow down," Zara handed him a bottle of water. "There is more. Don't choke on it,"

Skyy hurriedly swallowed the bread and looked at Chen anticipatingly. "Can I have another one?"

Wordlessly the man made him another piece and gave it to him. "Eat it slowly or no more bread for you."

"Yes!"

Chen watched the young boy chow down the bread like he was starving for a long time. 'How long has he lived underground without any proper food? He looks like a starved ghost.' He hurriedly handed him the open bottle ad gestured for him to drink it.

Everything about this boy was weird.

First of all, he came out of nowhere and had no clue what was going on.

Even if he was indeed one of those underground-raised children he still must have some sort of knowledge of the ground. He must have had the chance to eat jam and bread.

"is this your first time eating this?" he smeared jam on another piece of bread.

The boy's eyes twinkled as he peered at the bread. "Yes. Its super tasty! Can I have some more?"

"Here," he handed it to him. "What are you used to eating?"

"Some white goo and a few tablets." The boy immediately stuffed his face with it. strangely the boy seemed to favor chewing only on one side so his cheeks were stuffed to the brim making it look like a cute little chipmuck.

Chen chuckled softly. "How many lived with you?"

"In Block B there were at least thirty. I'm from the fifth generation so I'm Pw54." He pointed to the numbers printed on the shirt.

Chen frowned. "Is that a code name or something?'

"no. that is my name. but I call myself Skyy in secret. I hate being called pw54. It's boring."

Chen gazed at Zara subtly. This answer was quite weird. Who would name their child a number and a letter.

"What about the others? What were their names?"

"Kyle was pw36, he was from the third generation which is also why they chose him first." The boy gritted his teeth loudly. his shimmering eyes dulled slightly. "I hate it."

"Chosen for what?" Chen handed the boy the whole ass jam bottle.

The boy's eyes once again started to shimmer. "To procreate."

"What now?"

The boy glanced up at him vigilantly. "To give birth to babies. Kyle did not get pregnant." the boy said scooping the jam with his bare fingers and stuffing it in his mouth. "This is too good. where do you guys get it for? I want more."

"wait, wait, you said to make babies?" Zara looked at Chen with slightly fear in her eyes. "Skyy… where you sexually assaulted in your base?"

Skyy lowered his head and softly nodded. "I was chosen too, thankfully Kaden is not a bad person. he helped free us," he smiled softly. "Now we can live freely in the Amazon Forest."

Zara took a deep breath and moved close to Chen. "Fuck this base seems so sketchy. They capture cute guys like him and assault them. Chen, we have to check on this camp immediately."

Chen somberly gazed at him. "Where is your base?"

The boy raised a brow. "I already told you." he pointed to the moon. "I am from the lunar base b. where all the pw's are kept."

"What is a pw?"

"Prototype women."