Seeing a familiar face in the throng of fuck-zombies unsettles Jackson. But he knows better than to blab about it to anyone, least of all the Chief when they see each other again.
Jackson meets with the settlement chief and is made an offer he can scarcely refuse. Though he knows it’s probably a bad idea and goes entirely against all regulations he’s obediently followed these past two years, he’s horny and pent-up enough that he can’t help but agree.
The year is 2050 and the scattered remnants of humanity cower behind the walls of their small, heavily fortified settlements where they attempt to eke out a living in a changed world. Beyond these small havens is a wasteland filled with roving packs of fuck-addicted cock-zombies ever seeking fresh souls to add to the moaning horde.