FFF - Find your friends

The situation is dire. You’re in bad shape. This mutation is a weakness, and these creatures… their semen does things. It’s not affecting you as strongly because of your skin, but ten minutes after your tussle with the creature, you’re hard again. Erection and all, you slog through the forest in search of your friends.

The loss of the D.I.C.K. device is… consequential, but you can’t think about that now. You have to focus on surviving and keeping a clear head. Neither of those things is easy to do. You’re so tired.

You find QT and Chastity hiding not far from where you left them. You join them because the three of you can hear the creatures moving around nearby.

It’s bad. Chastity has this breathless, lusty aura that she can barely control. She’s always been sensual, but now it’s so much more intense. It feels like she’s seconds away from forgetting all about the creatures and just humping your leg right here.

Meanwhile, QT is no better. Her teeth grind, one of her hands is gripping your arm painfully… and you don’t even think she realizes that she’s doing it. More than that, you can feel her huge erection against your body as the three of you huddle together behind a sickly shrub.

You’re able to risk a whispered conversation, but QT is sweating as much as you are with the effort it takes her to keep her temper from exploding.

Leaving the forest seems most rational, but you’ve come a long way. What’s more, you feel as though you have figured these creatures out. You aren’t sure how you can help Shell in this state, or if you can even catch her, but it’s getting dark. You’ll all be in a weakened state. You would rather deal with these creatures than a bullet, at least right at this moment.

You choose to stay in the forest. With what little stealth you can muster, the three of you advance, staying near the path and moving slowly. As the sun sets, you emerge from the trees to find something very welcome: the open air. What’s more, ahead you can see buildings… but it’s hard to see anything too clearly in the fading light.

There are no lights of any kind, though. If people were using these buildings, you’d see some sign of it. You have to go for it. You need shelter and rest.

Hoping for the best, your pitiful trio keeps low and hurries across the dead grass to the nearest building, finding it in excellent repair. It’s from before the war, but it seems almost untouched. You can understand that, though. The woods full of these creatures are like a wall around this place. People stay away. Is this the heart of the Green Forest?

You find a door and let yourself into the dark interior.

The building is the size of Boss Murphy’s apartment in New Gurlberg. There’s a layer of dust over everything. A few objects are scattered around, old bags and some clothes and shoes. Metal-framed bunk beds occupy the space.

At least you don’t see any dead bodies or mutants. The place smells stale and dusty, but it’s deserted. You use your Pip Girl’s light to check the spacious bathroom, which has several shower stalls, toilets, and sinks. You’re reminded of the dormitory bays in the vault, where you would sleep once you were old enough to leave your parents’ apartment, but still single and unable to have your own.

Once it’s clear that you’re alone, Chastity’s willpower gives out. You return to the main room to find her with QT on the floor, entwined in an awkward scissor position with Chastity grinding her belt against QT’s massive package. They pant and grunt, and you don’t like that level of noise, but you can’t stop them.

You hear Chastity cum as you use a dresser to block the door and start finding ways to cover the windows. Your slick hands squeak on the locks on the windows as you check them. This building is not safe or secure. You’ll just have to hope that nobody notices you. You hear Chastity get off twice more while you’re performing this task.

As you check the windows in the bathroom, QT startles you from behind. You turn, but she doesn’t say anything. She’s naked, and her erection bobs visibly. The look on her face is more desperate than angry. Right. She wants something from you that she can’t get from Chastity. You aren’t at your most clearheaded either, and what is there to say?

You wordlessly peel out of your suit. In the old, grimy shower stall, you turn your back on QT and bend to offer yourself. She’s huge, but your arousal and your new lube surplus keep that from being a problem. She doesn’t go easy on you, and you hope this building can contain the rapid slapping of skin from her feverish thrusts. Your ass is red from the tempo and you’ll have ten fingertip-sized bruises on your hips from the way she holds you. QT growls through her teeth each time she pulls back for another stroke. It’s hard to believe this is the same person that you had to rescue from the Free Gurls. Those mutagen rounds did a number on all of you.

You want to touch yourself, but you need one hand to support yourself on the wall and the other to cover your mouth. Your cock bounces madly. When QT leans down and her soft breasts squish against your oily back, you can’t help it. Your body jerks and ropes of cum spray wildly all over the discolored tiles as her hot breath tickles your ear.

You push her off at the last second. Her huge, heavy cock slaps against your back and slides between your buttocks. She throws her arms around you and hugs as scalding cum explodes across your slippery back. QT takes deep, husky breaths with her face buried in your sweaty hair, her body quivering. Her cock throbs over and over, each fresh gush of semen a little less generous than the last until it finally stops.

You find Chastity sleeping on the floor of the main room, where she must have passed out after humping herself into oblivion. This is not ideal. You’re all filthy and weakened, but still in one piece.

QT collapses onto the nearest bed.

That leaves you. You’re exhausted.

Rest?

Or stand watch?