FFF - Lead them away

You don’t feel up to fighting, and there’s no telling how many of these things are out here. Enough that Maggie felt as though they had to be culled. That’s enough to worry you. You stagger upright and push into the swamp, leaving QT and Chastity behind. You fire your rifle in the air and keep going, tripping over roots and slogging through mud. You slide down a slope to see one of them rise out of the mud in front of you. You awkwardly work the bolt and fire from the hip, shooting it down.

Rustling and footsteps tell you that it’s working. You slog on. A particularly gnarled tree looks promising. You sling the rifle over your back and climb the mossy boughs, mindful of snakes. There, you cling to the tree, motionless as the creatures arrive.

Your instincts tell you that have a sense of smell in addition to hearing, but you’re covered in their cum. There’s sweat and mud too. The Green Forest smells foul. They won’t detect you as long as you don’t draw attention to yourself.

Your face burns where that thing’s semen touched you, but not painfully. You feel a familiar ache between your legs.

[ The CALLOUSED perk is protecting you from the worst of the effects. ]

You grit your teeth and tolerate it, holding on tight to the tree until the things have moved on. You cautiously climb down. You are dangerously tired. You sit with your back to the tree and your oily hands slip on your canteen as you quietly take a drink. Your ears are primed, but you are more worried about the fat erection straining against your ruined Vault Suit.

You don’t see any other choice. You can’t stay here, but you also can’t stay like this. You unzip the front of your suit and free your cock. It’s covered in the same oily sweat as the rest of you, forcing you not to use your hand too quickly for fear of a lube-assisted squelching noise giving you away. With a hand over your mouth and your body tense, you stroke yourself off.

[ The FIREHOSE perk interacts with the TOP perk to apply a combat debuff. ]

You grunt into your palm as hot seed sprays all over your bare chest and belly. It hits your hand and face. Your cock contracts painfully and you feel your strength fading. You take your hand away from your mouth. You try to zip up your suit over your sticky chest, only to be tackled from the side. You grapple against the creature, another pale, slender, expressionless woman with a cock as large as yours.

You fall on your back with her on top of you. She hugs you, the fervor of her actions contrasting with the lack of emotion on her face. She grinds against you energetically. Maybe the worst part is that it’s not all unpleasant. You just came, but your face still tingles. Your body is in heat and having this package smooshed against yours is more than enough to get you hard again.

Your chance comes when the creature does: she arches her back and blows a sticky load all over your abdomen. You push her off and climb on top, pinning her face down. She struggles underneath you, but like you, she loses strength after she gets off.

You just can’t understand what these things are. Whatever they are, they have nice bodies.

“Let’s see how you like it,” you mutter, freeing your cock again. It slides easily between the creature’s pale, firm buttocks. Maybe you can get a shred of sanity back if you can release some tension. One nice byproduct of your new sweat problem is that lube is no longer an issue. It feels good, but it could feel better. These things have human anatomy.

More importantly, the creature is regaining its strength. You can’t stay in control like this. You don’t think, you just act: locking your arm around the creature’s neck and shoving your slick cock into her ass.

She’s impossibly tight, but there’s no resistance. Her insides feel cooler than those of a real person, but still warm and she squeezes you. Maybe it’s the penetration, or maybe it’s because you’re restricting her air. Either way, she settles down as you raggedly fuck her ass, pressing her body into the mud. You don’t have to worry about stifling your voice; you don’t have enough breath to make noise. Your ragged grunts won’t carry.

As she passes out and goes limp, you empty yourself inside her.

[ TOP perk effect: exhaustion ]

You roll off the creature. She twitches and your cum pours out of her as you lie in the mud seeing stars. You feel on the verge of passing out, but you can’t do that. You sit up and zip up, pulling your rifle out of the mud. On all fours, you crawl to the tree and grab a branch, then haul yourself to your feet. You wobble, but you’re up.

You hear a distant shot, but it’s coming from the wrong direction to be Chastity or QT.

You have a choice. Find your friends or go after Trixie.

If you go after Trixie, you might not see your friends again.

If you go after your friends, you might not see Trixie again. She has your D.I.C.K. device. Without it or something of equal value, you can’t get back into Vault F.