A chance to change...

You kept to the broken up old road way for a couple of hours, but then you spotted a light ahead. Moving up towards it slowly you saw that it was a lantern, swinging from a curious box like wagon sitting in the road. You watch from the darkness for a minute, as a thin man dressed all in white doctors clothing and his large two headed Brahmin. You notice that he has two armed guards with him, both with battered looking old military rifles. With one hand gripping the butt of your pistol, you finally decide to walk by the pair. Triggering your light so they can see you coming, you slowly approach the wagon walking up the road. The pair of guards reacting defensively as your light is spotted, the white dressed man calling out in a friendly manner. “Ho there... who are you that approaches? We are just traveling merchants... I'm Doc Twitchal provider of fine Chems, Stim's and Restoratives.”

“I... I am just a traveler... headed to Muktree.” You call out as you slowly get closer, the white dressed character as he smiles at you as you step into the light. Sweeping off his battered newsboy cap, he dropped into a deep theatrical bow. This man plainly a real slick salesman, still he was undeniably friendly which was good for you.

“This is Angus on my right and Teddy on my left.” The colorful Doctor introduces his body guards, the big rough looking men just standing there passively starring at you. “Muktree you say... well as it turns out we are headed there as well... If you would care to travel there together, it is much safer to travel in numbers than alone. And my friends here is pretty good at fighting off raiders...” Looking over the guards you notice that their hand made armor is covered in a number of dents and pockmarks, that could only be from bullets.

“I heard Muktree had been attacked.” You point out, wondering if the merchant had anymore information on the small village. The smiling man frowned a bit at that, as a worried look past briefly across his narrow face.

“Is that so...” Doctor Twitchal grunted, guiding his Brahmin back up to the front of his wagon getting it set in place between the two poles. “I've been down south and had not heard that.” Doctor Twitchal admitted with a soft grunt, before turning back to flash you a big friendly grin. “Still settlements are attacked by raiders all the time, so they are use to fighting them off. Of course we will see when we get there, I have to say I've been there many times and never saw you.” The Doctor pointed out, as he looked at you hard for a moment as you stood there in your baggy dress and boots. “I would remember someone like you...” That statement making you feel incredibly self conscious, as you were standing there in women's clothing and panties.

“I... Ummm don't live there I just have friends there.” You explain awkwardly, as his smiling eyes stare at you hard for a moment more. As if he was trying to read you, hoping to figure out if you were a threat to him or his trade.

“Aha well its good to have friends... It is so hard in these days to have friends... that you can really trust of course. Fair weather friends or pasting acquaintances are easy to come by, but real friends are something much harder to find.” Turning his back on you, Doctor Twitchal climbed up into the front of that long wagon. And then looked down at you with a smile, offering you one big hand as you stared up at him. “Riding is so much easier than walking...” He pointed out with a smirk, as you took his big warm hand while climbing up to sit beside of him. “So where are you from?”

“I live near Muktree...” You answer without thinking about it, as Doctor Twitchal looked at you sharply again. Out of the corner of his eyes, lips quirking up slightly as he pondered that one.

“Alone?” He asked casually, as he ordered his Brahmin to start moving and the wagon lurched forwards into motion.

“No in a... a settlement.” You stammered weakly, not really wanting to talk about the bunker. To a stranger you had literally met just a minute before, you didn't trust him that much although he was acting very friendly.

“I wasn't aware of any other settlements around there.” Doctor Twitchal countered slyly, as you look over at him in suspicion. “You'll have to forgive me... I'm always looking for new people to trade with. Just so long as their not going to rob... or kill me of course.” You relax a bit at that... of course a merchant like Doctor Twitchal would be looking for new customers.

“So you are a Doctor then?” You asked the smiling merchant, as he leans back on his seat letting the big Brahmin keep to the old road bed.

“Yes oh yes... Doctor... provider of fine medicines.” Doctor Twitchal assured looking up and down your body slowly, taking notes of your dress and panties. “I can complete your transition by the way, plainly your breasts are just starting to grow in. I'm assuming your taking hormone treatments and masculinity destroying nanites.” Seeing the confused look on your face, he smiles softly one hand reaching out to caress your cheek gently. “Little pink pills... I'm assuming you got them at the trading post... the ghoul always keeps a supply on hand. He generally sells them to slavers, who want to turn a male into as much of a female, as they can since women sale for more. I have the real stuff though, old world nanites that can craft a real pussy between your thigh's. If you have something to trade... I can make a real girl out of you.” His words leave you stunned, it was never something you had considered. And yet there was a strange appeal to the idea, maybe it was the weakening of your male-hood by those pink pills. But you found yourself wondering, what it was be like to have a male thrusting his hard organ into your female sex.

“If 'e completes the change... 'E can trade fuckin' for it.” Angus snorted leering at you lustfully, as you sit there intensely aware of your budding breasts. “I'd damn sure pay ta fuck a cute little thing like you, If'in ya had a hot wet little pussy between yer legs.”

“He can trade that just as he is.” Teddy countered flashing you a grin, plainly he would be happy to use you just as you are. “Plenty of guys would enjoy ya just as you are. Just so long as they don't have to touch that little diddle stick of yours. And if you've taken those pink pill's... I'm betting that it doesn't even get hard anymore.”

“Ummm thanx... I'll keep all of that in mind.”