When Freedom Calls

I woke up early, certainly in need of a shower. She was covered in sperm from the previous day's events. But I decided to go ahead, to see if I could find something in Concord

The day was clear, but my mood was not at its best. Amazingly, the events of the day before didn't affect me as much as I should have. I mean, I should have been traumatized, in shock, but instead, I was walking naked, towards another town, ready to face whatever comes. I think the focus on Shawn helped me with that.

It didn't take long and I was able to see the carcass of what I'd stumbled upon last night: A two-headed bovine. Soon I also heard the buzz of my rapists from before. Unfortunately for them, it was a very clear morning and I am relatively good at aiming.

After a few hours of walking, I started to see the first houses in Concord. The city did not seem inhabited, several houses in ruins and abandoned. However, as I got closer, I began to hear what I thought were screams. So I decided to seek shelter in a house and also see if I could find any clothes that would fit me.

Unfortunately, I didn't find anything. There were some scarves, hairpins, even what looks like an improvised weapon. I found food and a soda, no water, I decided to continue to stink like the fuck I was using the water I brought "from home". I decided to go without clothes to the middle of concord. At least I wanted to see the kind of people who were living there.

I sneaked between the houses. I saw a strange guy with a bag over his head and leather clothes. He was yelling something to other people up ahead who were shooting at someone I couldn't see. I tried to get closer but the man saw me! He stopped and then started running towards me! He yelled something like "fresh meat" and "they got a bitch here" to the others and I froze in anticipation of the worst. My dog however attacked him and that was enough for me to recover from the shock, prepare my gun and shoot the "imminent rapist".

Others shot at me, someone from the top of a building fired a laser gun at my attackers, I backed off shooting into an alley, I came face to face with a woman who seemed to have used 10 doses of psycho. I was always faster and managed to shoot her before she aimed the gun. I heard something exploding behind me and the streets were on fire. Whatever it was, I didn't want to take it in the face, so I went around and took another side raider and grazed me in the arm. The guy at the top of the building dispatched the rest.

He saw me and I froze remembering my nudity. He however did not show any sexist reaction. He yelled something at me, his situation was hopeless, or something! I know he needed help. I don't imagine being the heroic type, but he seemed as close to helping me as I could get in finding my son so I grabbed a strange rifle that lay beside a body on the floor and walked into the freedom museum.

The museum looked like a war field. Individuals everywhere shooting at people entrenched in a room on the second floor. I took advantage of their distraction and tested my new weapon, which looked like a musket...laser. I managed to take down one of the individuals on the bridge just above the main gate the other one started shooting at me and I had to run away.

I almost got knocked out when I turned through a door and a raider tried to hit me with a rifle butt, luckily my dog jumped in front and grabbed the guy by the arm! I shot him and ran upstairs. I must have passed two other individuals, fired without aiming as I ran for another door. Someone pulled me and closed the door. I don't know how, but I got to where the people I had gone to help were.

I talked to them. They are refugees from another place that was invaded. They were a larger group and only those few people survived. The leader, Preston, was from a self-styled group of Minutemen, inspired by the original Minutemen. There was an elderly lady, a couple, and a well-muscled young man called Sturges.

Preston and Sturges explained their plan to me. They wanted to somehow use a power armor that was on the roof of the museum, near a crashed ventibird. Then, with the power armor, they would take the ventibird's minigun and use it to open a breach in the siege that the raiders had set up.

They had even gotten a fusion core, but they didn't know how to use power armor properly. She wasn't even calling. Lucky for them, I was an electrical engineer at West-Tek. I told them to leave it to me, that I knew how to handle those things, and I went up to the roof, to see if I could make this thing work.

The power armor was there. It was a t45. Unfortunately, I couldn't get it to work. I couldn't do a more detailed analysis, but right away I noticed that the servo motors were short-circuiting. Probably the enameled protection of the wires of your coils has worn out. I decided to get close to the edge of the terrace, to see how things were on the street.

Right away I was spotted by raiders. They shot at my position! I tried to look for cover and leaned on the left eaves, but it was old and collapsed, I, in a reflex, managed to cling to the roof of a church. I was now unarmed, however, from up there I could see a shotgun on the ground. I decided to go down before any raider could reach me.

As soon as I took the gun, I saw that I was being surrounded! Preston was supporting me from above, but other Raiders had already entered the building, diverting his attention. Going back didn't seem like a good option, but I saw that the way home was relatively clear. Besides, there was a guy who looked like he was the boss of that whole bunch. Well, I could go, take care of him, get the attention of those bastards and still go home, where I could count on Codsworth to defend me.

I took a deep breath and put my plan into action, ran from building to building. Someone must have hit me in the left thigh just then, but I felt more like I'd hit a beetle than anything else. I entered a building near the end of Main Street and went to the window to see if I could find the boss of the guys. It was then that I saw something... I still don't know how to describe it.

He looked like a demon from some horror tale. Huge horns, sharp claws, teeth, lots of teeth. He came out of the ground as if from a lower realm. He started cutting the Raiders in half as if they were made of paper. I hid. Whatever that thing was, it wouldn't be shotgun blasts that would stop it.

I waited, terrified, for the screaming to stop. I waited until I couldn't hear the thing's heavy footsteps anymore. I looked outside and saw nothing. I decided to go back to the museum. I started to walk and only then did I feel the pain in my leg and see the wound. I looked around to see if I could find a Stimpack and then my eyes met the creature's ones. I froze in fear and tried to run... and fell. I scrambled around, on all fours trying to find shelter, but the creature charged after me. I thought it would be the end of me and then... An unbearable pain! A gigantic, massive penis, almost like an arm, entered me, ripping me apart.

The beast gave a menacing roar, stamped its front paws on the ground, and began to make rhythmic movements with its waist. It was marking territory, telling everyone I was its possession. I was its reproductive partner, its female.

And I accepted it. I submitted. Not for liking it, but for the strength and virility of my partner. I felt that I had an obligation to accept him, that I was merely a reproductive bitch. I hoped no one would show up to save me, not because I didn't want it to stop, but because I feared what my male might do to someone if he was interrupted. My head began to bubble more and more with thoughts of submission until I passed out shortly after the creature cum inside me.

Horror in the dark

 After I recovered from the "surprise" my new companion had prepared for me I decided it was time to get going. It was fine at night and it was very dark, I felt that a storm was brewing. Although normally this was a bad sign to continue my journey, for me this was the ideal time. After all, I was still naked and I didn't want to be seen by other people. Besides, even though I had a few moments of distraction, my head didn't take long to come back to haunt me about my baby's fate.

With almost no lighting, I had to proceed carefully. I could barely see two yards ahead of me. At one point I tripped over something, turned around, and saw it was the carcass of something big, it looked like an ox or a cow, but too rotten and rotten for me to recognize.

While checking the carcass I heard buzzing. It was like mosquitoes were practically in my ear. I shook my hands, trying to push the creature away, but I didn't feel anything. I started to get up when... Just remembering to write here makes me shiver all over.

I felt something cold against my back, several legs wrapped around my torso, and the turbulence of a wind proportional to the force with which this strange thing pressed against me. I froze in dread, every muscle in my body contracting, and then I felt something limp exploring between my legs, seeking my intimacy.

I was paralyzed, I couldn't react. It was a matter of seconds, but to me, it felt like hours before whatever it was managed to penetrate me! It wasn't the force of the creature that knocked me to the ground, but the erratic movement of that "penis" pulsing inside me that made me lose strength in my legs and fall shakily onto the ruined asphalt.

Honestly, I wasn't all that surprised by that. I was raped by a giant cockroach in the morning and at night I had sex with a dog. But I wasn't prepared for the chaos that was taking place inside me, it was as if the creature's penis had a life of its own. Sometimes it swelled up suddenly and seemed to increase almost three times, then it exploded in an orgasmic explosion pumping an unimaginable amount of fluid into me, sometimes it seemed to rotate almost 180 degrees, every now and then it was completely still and then it started to ram at the door of my uterus.

And the movement of the sexual organ of the giant mosquito did not match the movement of the creature. She was just flapping her wings over me, moving her legs across my body, like she was trying to caress my ass and breasts.

The creature then stopped and started to just ejaculate and into me. It took a long time, I've never seen anyone come that much... After that, she tried to take off, but her penis was still too swollen and she made a knot, leaving the mosquito attached to me.

The creature's struggles to detach itself from me were painful and quite uncomfortable. I couldn't resist, I moaned and cried and begged for help, ignoring the greater dangers that could heed such a call. When the mosquito finally broke free I felt a trickle of cold, sticky sperm trickling between my legs. I should have gotten out of there, but I lay on the floor, panting, trying to recover from yet another rape.

That was my mistake, as soon as I lay down, another giant mosquito approached. This one was slightly different, the hind legs seemed to be fused into a cylinder of meat. The creature came straight at me, shoving whatever it was into its legs at once.

This was truly disgusting, I had to restrain myself from throwing up. Whatever was that, was part of the mosquito's legs, it moved them and it moved inside me. It was fleshy, spongy, and had some fur, or strands of flesh on it. It was like a brush and it was "mixing" the sperm of the other mosquito inside me.

It wasn't long before my rapist pulled his mutated bulge out of me. In spite of everything it was a pleasant sensation, whatever that organ was, it secreted an oily and good-smelling substance. The giant insect flew away and I decided to retreat and rest at the Red Rocket post until the next morning.

The Woman Best Friend

As soon as I left my old neighborhood I came across lights at the Red Rocket gas station. I decided to stay on the lookout and watch the place for a while, to see if there was no movement. 

Convinced that the place was abandoned, I approached the station to search for something useful. As soon as I got close to the garage, I heard the noise of something approaching from my side. Startled, I turned around and saw a beautiful big dog.

He didn't seem aggressive to me and I couldn't resist so much cuteness! I crouched down and called him to me. And he came all festive, he wasn't bashful at all. I should have known something was wrong when he started licking my breasts, but at the time I thought it was a pretty normal reaction for a dog.

With this extra companionship, I felt safer to explore the old gas station better. I found out that the terminal was still working and that... "what a surprise" those smartass were throwing radioactive garbage into a hole under the station. There were plenty of tools in good working order both inside and outside the station. I found ammo for my pistol and a sealed bottle of Nuka Cherry. These things have such strong chemistry that even after two centuries they don't spoil. I went back to the garage and started fiddling with the counters. I was distracted on a blue bench when I felt a hot tongue exploring my pussy.

I turned around and the dog jumped up and landed on my backside. I was helpless to see his massive cock, erect and dripping. Several things went through my head, he was licking me... with that intention? Is he's horny because me... who was the last owner of him?

Such thoughts ran over my head, I couldn't focus on anything and all that was interrupted when I felt the head of the animal's phallus brushing against my intimacy. Before I could do anything, the dog pushed me and I fell on all fours to the ground, with that majestic cock entering me completely.

Even on the ground, the animal kept pushing me. I felt his knot forcing against my vulva, I tried to escape but it didn't work, in a strong movement he managed to put everything inside me right away then his penis swelled, with the knot locking it inside me!

He then started to make rhythmic movements. He was fucking me and that was clear. I was his little bitch. He was very strong and I was unaccustomed, the sex was so fierce that my head was placed on the floor, by our position. I couldn't even resist, just moan and drool and be carried away by the strange pleasure.

He suddenly stopped and I knew why. I soon felt his hot cum bathing my womb and I found myself biting my bottom lip, twitching my pussy, and wishing he would come some more. He pulled his cock out of me, still kinda hard. I felt the knot popping out of me and then the whole cum spilled between my legs.

Of all the things I could have said to him, the only one I managed to say was a breathless "good boy".