*hey! it’s been ages since i posted a story… i’ve been super busy with other stuff in my life and just had no time to sit down and write! but i’m back with another rough non-con story! this one is actually* [*based off of a submission i posted*](https://www.reddit.com/r/CelebWouldYouRather/comments/o7zkeo/choose_your_postapocalyptic_harem/) *to* r/CelebWouldYouRather*… so please go check that out of you’re interested!*
***WARNING***: *like with most of my stories, this story contains themes of misogyny and rough sex. i do not condone the acts portrayed.*
I came across an abandoned grocery store. Like the rest of the city, it was empty and lifeless. I tried the door but it had been barred shut. Probably whoever owned the place had locked themselves inside when the rioting started. It hadn’t worked, as one of the storefront windows had been shattered by a brick. I leaned over and climbed in, careful not to cut myself on the jagged glass which remained in the frame.
The aisles had been stripped clean of anything useful. The canned food aisle looked as if a herd of charging buffalos had torn through it. Anything that had been left behind was strewn along the floor and some of the shelves had come loose.