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.