Carriers: The Courier, Veronica, and a Foursome

It was time to grow up for Veronica Santangelo and that meant fighting for the survival of the Brotherhood Chapter at the Mojave, be it hell or high water.

But though her plan was to save the Brotherhood, she didn't come alone. With her was The Courier, an Asian of fair skin and short jet black hair, and clothing that hugged her figure in an amazing and appetizing fashion - by bearing a midriff and pants that showed off her rear assets.

And with their plan in convincing the Brotherhood was to travel to Vault 22, and while that did sound great at first, the sight of a flourishing garden of live plants literally bursting out of the ground was extraordinary. It made Veronica wonder why no one else was there, but the Courier had other plans, evident by her reloading of a shotgun.

Climbing the stairs down of the Vault, the amount of flora inside was incredible and made the two women wide-eyed. If only there was a way to bring the whole Brotherhood to the vault, then maybe, just maybe, those dogmatic fools could feel the exact same UV Rays that the plants were harvesting off of.

But as Veronica admired the atrium, a shotgun blast had sent her back from dreaming and realized that they were already being swarmed. She looked at where the shotgun came from and saw the Courier backing away, just as a four legged humanoid creature was lunging at her, "Veronica!" She yelled, "I could use your help here."

Nodding and preparing a battle stance, Veronica threw her fist backwards just as one of those creatures tried to get the jump on her and had its head immediately blasted into a million pieces and repeated the process to another one. On the third, however, Veronica noticed that it was bigger and was powerful enough to withstand one of her punches, though was daze afterward.

It also managed to rip parts of her robe, but she didn't let that stop her. The sudden deflation of spores, however, distracted her.

As the newly generated cloud from the creature reached towards her, making Veronica cough and almost be lunged if it weren't for a swift punch at her aggressor, sending another one straight to hell. Something in her system, however, was wrong.

Veronica could feel her body burning up, as if the clothes she wore were some kind of conductor of heat while her nether region was affected the most. Then all of a sudden, another of those creatures finally managed to get to her, slashing her robes and knocking her to the ground the moment she turned around.

Arms above her head, she would've gotten up if a shotgun, and the owner herself, didn't fall next to her, arms first. And when the woman tried to get up, something had stopped her from doing so as she moaned - not in pain, but seemingly pressure - and blushed while she did so.

Looking up from the floor, one of those larger creatures began mounting the Courier with a flaccid appendage visible from where Veronica was, with said appendage being guided towards the jeans of the Courier.

‘This can't be happening, the humanoid plant was getting ready to fuck the Courier, and she wasn't even resisting!’ This train of thought was derailed when Veronica looked down and saw another spore carrier doing the same thing with her as it created lacerations on her robes before tearing the fabric into a hole, large enough that she felt the infected air breeze her crotch.

Opting the opportunity at the weakened scribe, Veronica’s aggressor was now on top of her before it lowered its rear and speared the companion’s virgin cunt, which painfully decoupled at the **** of the shaft. Though violated, the stuff in the air caused Veronica to moan in pleasure, alongside the Courier, who began undressing her top with one hand and switching to the other when it became difficult.

All the while being railed by a large-green-humanoid thing, body rocking back and forth and slamming the metal floors in frustration, the two women stared at each other, blushing for some reason, and all of a sudden, Veronica felt hotter than what she already was feeling and proceeded to rip the fabric off of her chest and liberated her bouncing breast to the rest of the vault.

Glancing back at the Courier, the Asian woman had similarly done the same as her breast breathed free as well before the two stared at one another’s eyes. Far from sober, it was the companion that kicked things off, lunging forward and touching the cheeks of the Courier, Veronica had succeeded in a makeout session - one that was filled with tongues twirling and nipple pinching as they were suddenly seesawed by their violators for when one thrust and bounced the other woman to the other humanoid creature, the other creature responded with his own thrust.

With one arm balancing an entire body and lips wishing to reunite in a clumsy manner, it was Veronica who fell onto the floor first and everything came to a halt. The bright light of the atrium was blocked, overshadowed by a pair of tits that came and went before Veronica came face to face with an ass, and a cock to boot.

As the Courier shadowed over Veronica, most of the illumination disappeared from the Scribe’s eyes as a bare vagina grew bigger and bigger until there was an urge inside Veronica to stick her tongue out, tasting the fresh douche that was slathered all over the Courier’s cunt. In response, the Courier did the same, gurgling Veronica’s joke and freeing her burning cunt for a while as she was slapped with the Carrier Brute’s cock, displaying some sort of sentience still.

Eating out from the crevasse of the Asian woman, Veronica practiced the French kiss she failed to fully commit to. Tongue twirling and dancing around the inner vagina, eyes closed all the while. If it wasn’t for an insistent poking on the top of her head, Veronica would’ve been lost in bliss. Instead, the moment she looked up, Veronica made the mistake of having her mouth open as a green shaft was shoved down her throat.

Gurgling the penis, the only solace that she had was that Veronica didn’t have to move, but even with all sorts of hormones, sedatives, and whatever else was floating in the air, the bitter and spicy taste of the vegetative penis was still a rather unpleasant treat, one that Veronica quickly endured as it fancied some cock slaps instead, the humanoid creature letting its manhood(?) go flaccid while erect as it proceeded to fall on Veronica’s face numerous times.

It wasn’t long until it returned to the anal fucking of the Courier, and Veronica’s intruder returned to violating her own cunt, but rather going for a rhythmic venture, it simply buried itself deep inside her womb, remedied only by the Courier who both rubbed Veronica’s crotch and spat on the cock - while being fucked in the ass with no support from Veronica.

Losing consciousness, Veronica noticed a change in pace in both their intruders, growing more and more careless as they became faster. Though the Scribe laid biting her lip, waiting for the Asian woman’s crotch to meet her face once again, the Courier simply moaned in delight before the two humanoids promptly stopped and roared loudly at the air, dispersing more particles from their body.

Weak, tired, and with a burning feeling across her entire body, Veronica’s vision went blurry before spiraling into unconsciousness.

Waking up, her legs were still sore as well as her crotch. Half-naked and with only scraps of her robe to barely conceal her modesty, Veronica looked to her side, seeing the Asian woman having fallen asleep as well.

Thinking of returning the favor of being spared from handling a cock, Veronica had flipped to her side and dragged herself onto the floor, relocating herself between the Courier’s legs. As her jeans were torn with the crotch and rear being specifically targetted, it gave a clear view of her shaven pussy.

Licking her tongue, Veronica grabbed the bent legs of the Asian woman and proceeded to continue her French kiss with the Courier’s womanhood, all the while the latter grunted wearily, the sign of regaining consciousness. And she couldn’t help but moan.

A/N: to anyone that suffered through my story, let me thank you for reading this. It has been in development hell since June 3 and I thought it would've been some sort of accidental pride month chapter. 5 months later, and the plans that I had for this chapter was forgotten and I've half-assed the rest in last than a day, but hopefully, there's somehow an inkling of entertainment.