Author's Note: This story, and all of my stories, will be long narratives. While even I can enjoy a quick read and masturbate, I prefer to write stories that can touch people. I'll be writing further chapters here, as well as chapters for other stories too. Some of these other stories will include futa, while some include bdsm and other elements I enjoy. While I will post chapters to these stories, I won't abandon any of my stories. They will all get proper ends. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoy.
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Months passed as I researched away and brought back several more people. Two months brought back thirty, four months saw that grow to fifty-four, and six months saw that number rise to seventy. The speed of bringing people back was slowed down dramatically due to several factors. First and foremost was resources. I had several farms started by residents of my new community, as food would be a problem because only canned food and select others that used things like noodles which never went bad were still good from before.
There weren't any animals to slaughter and so that limited yet another source, so after six months we had three farms operational which would begin to bring about yields soon enough, hopefully. Some of the smaller fruits and vegetables were already ready for harvest. Other issues which slowed down progress of bringing people back were the efforts I had to go through to collect the energy. The process was tedious and untenable, I wouldn't be able to bring back half of L.A., let alone the world using this method. I needed a new approach.
My daughter really made everything worthwhile during this, and she knew the burden I lived with every day. The guilt was always evident in my eyes when I was around her, but I had to be strong and firm with others, I found. Most came to accept what happened as well as they could. The people seemed to realize how intelligent I was and that I was their only hope for bringing their loved ones back, I needed to be strong for them, especially since I was the leader of this new society
Tomorrow we'd reach seventy-five people. One thing I noticed as time went by longer was how tightly knit the group had become. Large dinners would be held in a local school cafeteria as it could sit everyone, and everyone would attend. Dances were held, music concerts, anything to keep in contact with each other. It actually surprised me a bit.
We still had power, water, the necessities, we even had digital media and video games, but people were closer now than before. We were like a real society, unlike the one from before the event, where you would learn to distance yourself from others, especially strangers. Here, nobody would turn down a request for help from someone, even if they weren't on friendly terms before the event. If it weren't for the fact that most of the worlds population were gone, this would actually be paradise. People actually cared about other people, and taking advantage of another seemed anathema to everyone.
Life here was good, even for me with being swamped with work all the time, not just leading the community but my never ending efforts to bring everyone back home. Eventually I had to stop bringing individuals back. There was some who were upset, but I told them it only slowed down my research into how to bring everyone back in one sweep. One who actually helped out a lot was Vincent, or Vinnie as his friends would call him. He was the first man I brought back, and it turns out he worked in construction so not only was he useful with his hands, but he actually helped people see things from my point of view.
If it weren't for him, I doubt my daughter or I could have turned this community into the beacon of hope and good will that it had become. Amélie was, like always, my lighthouse. She's always been a constant for me, a bright beacon of light that guided me through the wildest of storms, and now that we were lovers everything somehow became even clearer. She'd taken to this new situation like it was fate, but something bugged me. Like a niggling at the back of my head.
I didn't know why, but for some reason I think it had to do with how everyone seemed to react to Amélie, and that's that they didn't. Everyone seemed to ignore her for some reason, she tried to brush it off like it didn't bother her, but I knew the truth. It hurt her, but she kept working towards the communities common dream, which seemed to be evolving. What started as a desperate bid for survival and to bring everyone back, became treasuring the people around us. When the only humanity in the world is under a hundred people, everyone matters.
Knowing Amélie would be needing a little cheering up, I decided to make her breakfast in bed. Actual pancakes and syrup, with sausage and eggs. Thank God I had the foresight to freeze all the meat I could find, and collect as much powdered milk and eggs I could. A strictly vegetarian diet while healthy, would be very difficult to get used to, and my Princess was ravenous for meat, if our nightly antics didn't prove that enough to me.
"How was your breakfast, sweetie, and did you sleep well?" I smiled warmly to my daughter. Her golden hair and piercing blue eyes met my own blue eyes, and I saw her smile again. As her father, and her lover, I knew that smile was genuine and filled with warmth.
"I always sleep better with you, daddy, especially with a cunny filled with your seed. You really made my pussy sore last night, but I think I'd like more of you tonight, daddy." Amélie whispered that final bit with all the seductive allure of a vixen, her voice letting out a melodic purr as she cuddled my side. "Lets just stay like this for a while before we shower?"
"Anything for you, Princess." I said with a softness in my voice and a grin coming to my lips, what we did was wrong traditionally. Could that be why they ignored her? But why did they seem fine with me? Was it some sort of a double standard? Bah, these questions were going to drive me crazy.
