FFF - In the Vault

War still hasn’t changed, but Jane’s life has.

Motivated by duty and memories of her first love, Daisy, Jane has ventured out of Vault F to find DNA samples to fill her D.I.C.K. device to ensure the survival of her community. She and her penis have encountered some things since leaving the Vault, including two women to whom she’s gotten close: QT and Chastity. In an effort to help Shell, a spy for the Sisterhood of Steel, Jane left QT and Chastity behind when she and Shell were trapped in a strange, Old-World Vault with one more person: Dr. Curio, a legendary scientist from Jane’s very own Vault F, who disappeared a decade ago. She’s been kept in some kind of suspended animation by a mysterious AI called Annette, who is now in a tenuous agreement with the three women to perform repairs on the Vault. Annette has promised that when the work is done, she will let them go. Annette also seems to appreciate penises on women, and has requested that her prisoners do something lewd where her cameras can see it. Meanwhile, Jane and her companions discreetly probe for weaknesses, hoping to gain an advantage…

FUTA FALLOUT FIC

Shell may not have a penis like Jane and Curio do, but she does have training as a spy, which they do not. Annette has always been noticeably less interested in Shell than in Jane and Curio, and that has extended to Annette’s comings and goings.

The bedrooms are monitored for both video and audio; they are all but certain of it from things that Annette has said. However, the POV of the cameras must make it difficult to spy on people having sex under covers. That’s the reason for Annette’s request that Curio and Jane do it in the open. Unfortunately, hiding under the covers doesn’t lend itself well to what Shell is trying to do. Camera blind spots are plentiful, but it’s not that simple. It’s possible that Curio might be able to gain control of the systems, but until she does, Annette has a terrifying amount of power over her prisoners. Shell feels as though it would be a mistake to underestimate her, and that means keeping suspicious behavior to a minimum. She can’t just disappear to an unseen corner of this Vault; that would invite questions.

So it’s in the blind spot on the way to the dining hall that Shell has stashed her map.

She peers at it intently, focusing on the tally marks that she has added to specific areas to indicate the number of repair jobs that they’ve undertaken. There are several sealed doors down here. Curio believes that there must be valuables behind these doors, and Annette has offered some of those valuables a little too easily.

This door. Shell circles it with her pencil. It’s centrally located, yet they’ve hardly gone near it for work. That doesn’t make sense. It’s disproportionate. Annette doesn’t want them around there.

Shell folds the map and tucks it behind the light fixture, then heads out, making for the dining hall. She stops in her tracks when she steps into the doorway. She thought that Jane and Curio would be finished by now.

Jane is a blonde of average height, sturdily built with wide hips. Her cock is fat.

Curio is of similar height and more feminine proportions, and her cock is a little longer and slimmer. They’re on top of one of the dining tables, fully nude, scissored together. Their cocks are smooshed against each other, and they’re pulling them vigorously, moving together. The dining room is big, but their labored breathing fills it like a heavy humidity.

Shell shifts, blushing slightly. She blinks a few times but doesn’t look away.

Jane tilts her head forward, a look of concentration on her face. She bites her lip.

Curio tilts her head back, eyes shut, and moans. The veins bulge on her cock, which throbs. Cum spurts out, then runs freely, dribbling over their hands and the shaft. Jane’s breasts bounce a little a moment later and her load squirts into the air, some of it falling on Curio’s flat belly. They keep pulling, but they’ve lost their rhythm. Wincing and grunting, they manage to finish things off before letting go.

Jane leans back, using a sticky hand to keep herself upright. It leaves a shiny smear.

“That good enough for you?” she asks, looking at the nearest camera.