Ruined Home

 I went out with Codsworth to search the neighborhood. Deep down I didn't expect to find any clues to Shaun's whereabouts, but I hoped I could find something to cover myself. Some Halloween decor has survived these two hundred years. The irony here is twofold, once this was an occasion where themes of death and decay were used in a night of joy and fun and now the memory of such joyful and full of life days is used as a macabre decoration to a monument to destruction and to oblivion.

I found some useful things, a gun, some ammo, and a nice, well-maintained pair of sneakers. Unfortunately, I couldn't find anything that could cover my body, but I couldn't depend on that to go after my Shaun. 

I used the rest of the afternoon to prepare for the journey. Codsworth told me that there were people in Concord and that they were "reasonable", after all, they didn't shoot him "always". I knew I would have trouble ahead of me and so I decided to boil some water, eat something, and rest for a few minutes because I would be out of there as soon as it was night.

Note: Of course in a post nuclear war world, the cum will glow in the dark

Treatment for female hysteria

 I had no doubts where I would go first: my home, or whatever is left of it. I walked down the slope to the vault and approached it carefully. I didn't know if I had a "neighbor" and I didn't want anyone to see me naked and covered in cum.

I watched from afar for some time, no movement! The neighborhood was deserted! I decided to go to my house.

I was about to enter the house when something came out of it! It was Codsworth, my robot butler! The scare was so big that I contracted all my muscles, part of the cockroach sperm in my vagina was expelled loudly towards the floor. Codsworth also took a while to believe what he was seeing.

Seeing the friendly figure, I started to let off steam! I tried to talk about everything that was happening, everything I felt, how I didn't want to believe it was happening. I think I tried to say it all at the same time. Well, a normal person would understand my situation, but Codsworht's processor understood that nonsense talk as one thing: Female Hysteria.

I tried to calm down and clear up the misunderstanding, I tried to tell him to cancel the order, but all in vain! I watched in horror as he pulled out General Atoms' factory dildo. I didn't like that "thing". It came in a much larger number than I liked, it also came with a manufacturing defect, it was kind of tilted to the side in the middle of it and finally, it was old. Definitely not something I wanted to have inside me, especially in the situation I found myself in.

I tried to grab Codsworth's arm, tried to cover my vagina, but my resistance was futile. Despite my protests, I felt that crooked and ill-adjusted tool invading me.

Initial moves were slow. There wasn't much that Codsworth could do, I was all contracted if he pushed harder it would hurt me. Still, it wasn't very nice to see that huge thing enter me. Worst of all, I was so tight, I could feel the cockroach's sperm building up and being pumped into my uterus.

He then began to release a lubricating oil, warm and increase the pace, while he started talking to me again.

-Mrs. Leticia, why don't you try to tell me now, more calmly, everything that happened?

At first, the only thing I could answer was a few repressed moans that escaped.

He didn't demand my answer right away, instead, he was increasing the intensity and frequency of the penetrations. My vagina was filled with that warm lubricating fluid and I couldn't think of anything else anymore. I tried to explain one thing or another between moans, I don't know if he understood, however, when in a rush of lust, I asked him how he got so good at it, he said:

-It's 200 years of practice, ma'am.

-W-WHAT? 200 YEARS
That sentence froze me. At the same time I came out of that ecstasy topor. I contracted so much that Codsworth was trapped inside me for a while. He stopped for a few seconds with the movement and told me calmly.

-Yes ma'am, it's been over 200 years since you left.

The shock made me lose my strength. 200 years, every flash I had during the time I was frozen could have been over a century ago. My son may already be dead! I felt like I was going to pass out, I believe I only got to my feet because Codsworth was still penetrating me.

Codsworth put me down. I was weak, nearly fainting, at plates and sobbing. Slowly he took the dildo out of me and silently waited for me to recover. He was floating very close and the tip of the dildo was rubbing my vulva. Seeing that I didn't get up, he started calling me and trying to talk to me, but I didn't feel like answering, I didn't feel like doing anything. So he took drastic action. He shoved the dildo roughly inside me. That pink object crashing against the door to my uterus made me jump up. Then, before I could protest, Codsworth spoke.

-Madame, I understand your problems. The best you can do now is find out where little Shaun ended up. You need to pull yourself together! Come on, let's search the neighborhood for any clues!

I didn't have a lot, but that was enough not to give up.

Escaping the Vault

 I now find words to describe how surreal and painful my escape from that place was. I woke up inside the "decontamination chamber" in front of my husband, dead and without my baby in his arms.

My first sensation was shocking. After the shock came the cold... I hugged myself and felt that there was something sticky all over my body. And then came the flashbacks: men in lab coats, vaultsuits, safety gear, touching me…intimately, taking advantage of me while I was in a stunned state. How many times they abused me?

I ran to my husband's chamber, managed to open it, and just confirmed what I had already seen. He was dead. My heart was seized with gargantuan despair. But our son, our baby was still alive. I felt like I was, I had to find him, I had to get out of that place. 

It felt like a nightmare: the vault was abandoned. Skeletons, frozen corpses, a monotonous, repetitive voice from an alert service…I was in a science fiction tomb! The noise of the machines and the computer was disputed at certain moments, with the noise of small, hurried footsteps. I looked out a window and saw a figure that I took to be a giant cockroach, but at the time I took it as the fruit of my horrified mind.

I made it to the overseer room. The door was locked and the terminal, even though it turned on, would not boot the operating system. I had to lie down by the door, trying to short-circuit some connections on the door and force it to open.

That's when I started hearing the footsteps again and again. I looked around, saw nothing, refocused on my task, and then felt something hit me. I felt small, furry legs brushing against my skin, felt something like thick strands probing my breasts, and also felt a hard, cold plate against my stomach and groin.

It took me a while to look. I was paralyzed not only by fear and disgust but also by surprise! There was a giant cockroach over my body and I didn't know what to do. For a moment it crossed my mind that such a monstrous creature saw me as prey or threat and that I would soon meet my end. And then I felt the penetration.

An armored bulge entered my pussy. No, it wasn't some kind of prosbocis made to suck my insides, that thing was respecting my inner space! It was painful because it was big and cold and hard, but it wasn't trying to pierce me. I looked at the creature again and it vibrated its antennae in excitement.

Any doubts about the animal's intentions vanished when he began to make rhythmic penetration movements. He saw me as a fertile female, or perhaps a host for his eggs. I couldn't fight it. I swallowed hard and decided to continue dedicating myself to the wiring of the door while that monster used me. I managed to open the door moments before the cockroach ejaculated. I... I also let out a few moans. As soon as the cockroach finished it disconnected from me and fled through the vault.

I found a pip-boy at the end of the vault and managed to get out. It was morning, the sunlight nearly blinded me, and when I looked around I saw that I wasn't in the world I had left behind.

Follow my page on hentai foundry, I will make some exclusive artwork there.

The rules of the game

Meet our heroine:

Leticia, 29, an electrical engineer, is the only survivor of vault 111. Well, maybe not the only one. Her little son, Shaun, has been kidnapped by mysterious individuals and now she will do anything to get him back.

Pregnant and in the wastes a new start

Author note: I could not manage to contunue the new vegas adventure. My computer crashed and New vegas had too much bugs to continue. I will restart the pregnant in the wastes. I'm gonna also  post this story on my HF (https://www.hentai-foundry.com/user/ringbuider/profile) as well, where I'll eventually post some pixelart that I'm going to do about it.  I have a newsgrounds too, maybe I put some exclusive content there. https://ringbuilder.newgrounds.com/

My world is a mess! I... I don't even know where to start. I'm feeling silly writing this diary when all this happened, but maybe writing will keep my mind on track...

I was at one point in my house, planning a nice afternoon walk to the park, with my husband and son and suddenly, news on TV, I had to run and when I realized, I was freezing inside a chamber buried underground.

 I was woken up several times during my frostbite period. Just to see some Vault employee playing with my breasts or touching me intimately. At some point, someone took off my jumpsuit.

But this is all nothing compared to what came next... my... my husband, dead in front of me and my baby kidnapped! I do not know what to do. The Vault is deserted if not for some giant cockroaches. I'm naked, I can't find clothes that fit me... I'm getting the courage to get out of this place, I can't stay here forever, Shaun needs me.

Bad news and FAQs

Well ... I forgot to put fallout not to update. As this update my F4SE has stopped working. I tried to downgrade and then the game started to shut down in the initial menu ... I saw that the new f4se came out, did the upgrade and the game continued giving problem. In the end I had to uninstall and now I'm installing the mods again, but it looks like it's not going to be that simple ... AAF is already having problems and I may have to wait for a new version of them. Anyway I decided to end this series.

Even though I reinstall all the mods needed to continue the gameplay, the course this narrative took did not please me. I don't like first person narrative writing, that's generally not just pornographic writing, I feel more comfortable writing in the third person. Another reason is that I was writing based on the images, I ended up writing something shallow and meaningless. Okay, it's a pornographic tale, not to win a literature nobel or a Hugo award, but the images are prints of a game with mods, anyone with the game can have much more than such images and anyone without a game can find a better quality 3d porn. What makes eroticism here is exactly the story associated with the images and I kind of did it anyway.

Last but most importantly, I tried to put some realism in the protagonist's kidnappings, but then we have a big problem: while I appreciate the tags that are related to the event in erotic FANTASY (ok, let's be direct, rape, not consensual) , I repudiate when this, even in fantasy, when its approaches reality. For example, I couldn't keep up with the Game of Thrones series because of this (nor read the book neither the tv show, no that's not a criticism of George RR Martin, I find him genial!) nor can I read tales of erotic fantasy where there is an appeal for degradation (like the infamous Emergence). Yes this is very paradoxical, but every story with this tag that I imagined the bad event is fleeting and the victim goes through a process where she suffers the event the first time, almost breaks, suffers again, endures, suffers the third almost falls, but surpasses to finally dominate the process. In this we have a "heroine's journey" and an unreal event. I tried not to do it this time and it turned out it was neither on one side (realistic description) nor the other ("heroin's journey"), it was horrible and so I will wrap up this story here.

HOWEVER, so I do the damn things work, I will tell a new story.

In the meantime I will narrate one using New Vegas. I really liked the mods for him soon I will put here the link to the blog that will tell this story. https://thegirlofgoodsprings.blogspot.com/

I will take this post to answer some questions. Not that anyone asked, but I will answer anyway:

What is your gender?
I'm a straight man.

Why are you writing these blogs?
1-Practice a little writing in English.
2-Practice a distinct and little recognized literary genre.
3-Keep me out of PRON games a bit (yes, because I only play again when I have finished writing down everything from the last game)
4-Fetish.
5-Productivity (I force myself to write the same amount of pages of non-erotic stuff before I play. So I'm more likely to post any novels in the future)

Why are the protagonists all called Leticia, Letizia, Letitia and similar names?
I saw another hentai author using that name and explaining that his meaning is "the one who lives with pleasure" nothing more convenient. Also one of the people who most inspires my libido (not just my libido) has "L" as the first letter of the name.

What mods do you use?
There are several, I use more than 100, most of the hentai are varied from AAF and RSEII. You will find most on loverslab site and some on nexus.

Monday, December 18th, 2287:

Today, I used it all day to make the water purification system work. The stream water passes through the coarse sand filter and places the water in one of three settling reservoirs, where the water rests and then gravity passes through a thin composite filter. A sensor prevents all water from a tank from passing through the filter, so most of the fat in the water is left behind. Then in a unified reservoir the water is mixed with chlorine. It is then pumped into the water tank, there it goes through another purification process. And finally it flows into the water boxes of the houses. At the end of the day I put my shower to work. I took a really cold shower, but I could feel the freshness of showering with clean water.

Tuesday, December 19th, 2287:

It has been a while since I checked what is east of the neighborhood. Last time, I went to some satellite antennas and ended up facing some raiders, so I decided to follow the same path, for once to check if there were no more raiders clustered there. When I arrived at the place I had to restrain myself from vomiting! There were parts of human bodies and mole rats everywhere. It looks like something exploded during a recent confrontation. As there was no threat to the antennas, I decided to go further east and found a scavenger in her shack, she was quite hostile to me and so I decided not to approach her and leave her alone.

I turned and went south, saw the ruins of a house, and went to investigate. As I rummaged through the remnants of furniture, I saw something approaching. It was the alpha and its pack. I didn't even try to resist, I took off my clothes to prevent it from being torn and let him ride me.

Then I got dressed and went back to the neighborhood. On the way I saw that there was something different in the quarry, I approached carefully and saw that it is infested with raiders! This is terrible! The quarry is almost on the neighborhood side! If they decide to attack, we're screwed!

Wednsday, December 20th, 2287:

I took courage to follow me toward said Diamond City. From the directions on the map, I was close when I was kidnapped. Unfortunately, that's exactly why I can't take the route around the city, as I would have to go through the base of my old captors. Either I would have to take a longer route, or pass through the dense urban ruin area.

I left early, so much so that the sun was rising when I arrived at Trudy in time for my breakfast. Later on I saw my old neighbors humming, I managed to avoid them. Arriving at the edge of the city perimeter I found a working protectron. I was cautious, after all, this machine must have been there for 200 years and the programming may have been corrupted, but fortunately it did me no harm, instead it helped me get rid of some raiders.

 Then I heard shouts, a male voice shouting orders, a horrified female and the noise of several zombies. Even without knowing what it was, I ran to help! I pushed my way through a pile of ghouls until I came to a police station when I stopped in amazement at what I saw: a man in one of those military armor! This moment of astonishment was enough for a bunch of ghouls to approach me and I had to fight a close fight.

The zombies grabbed and tore at my clothes. In the middle of the fight even the straps that held my armor pieces came loose. I managed to finish several and knock one down. He couldn't get up with the weight of my body and I stood on him while on my knees fighting with others. Of course, the Ghoul used the dirty trick of penetration, but I endured while fighting the other enemies. The guy in the armor was clearly trying to help me, but he couldn't shoot the Ghouls that were near me. After the fight, I was already wanting to leave, embarrassed, when he came to talk to me, thanking me for his help.

Despite this he seemed suspicious, asked my origin and intentions and after a long conversation, I learned that they are from a group that calls itself the brotherhood of steel and that aims to collect technology and prevent its misuse by humanity. They offered to fix my armor and offered me some robes they took from some raiders. Danse, who is the name of the guy in the armor, offered me a mercenary service to help him get a transmitter from an ArcJet factory. I accepted. The factory wasn't empty, there were humanoid robots, Danse referred to them as synthetics, but they definitely don't look like the synthetics I've seen before. After the job was completed, Danse handed me a laser rifle and offered to enter as initiate on his order. I accepted, I need training after all and they seem to be a very strong group, besides, from what he described, it's not like I'm going to get stuck in a corner, I still have a lot of freedom of movement to find my son.

Thursday, December 21, 2287:

I think today it can be summed up by the fact that I ran from a bear to a pack of dogs, then ran from the dogs to Trudy's restaurant, where I had lunch. At night I put on a few clothes after the shower and relaxed.

Friday, December 22, 2287:

Today my robot butler offered to accompany me on my expeditions. It may seem strange that he offers himself just now, but on second thought, I never told him about my misfortunes out there. Apparently he heard about some of the things that happened to me from conversations between Hanna and Beatrice and that triggered some kind of sense of duty in him.

But I took his help in removing some heavy scraps like car debris from the streets. I also washed my neighbor's mattresses, now we all have clean beds.

Saturday, December 23, 2287:

I have suffered from nausea and am still well divided about an abortion. My biggest fear is being born a human baby, this indicates that the father would be one of those raiders, besides, a pregnancy would hinder me in the search for my son. On the other hand I feel a little attached to the creature in my womb, he is ultimately not to blame for anything.