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“No,” you say obstinately. “We aren’t friends.”

Shell smirks and gives a little shrug. “Fair enough.” She settles down to keep reading, and you do the same.

But now she’s put the thought in your head. You wonder what she’d look like using the Pip Girl. You like the look of her body, and it might have been nice to see it in action. You wonder what her penis is like. Oh well.

You focus on reading and pick up another comic. In this one, Diagra promises a wild and beautiful princess to retrieve a precious gem. She does so, which involves a wrestling match with a naked, female cyclops. Ultimately, she returns to the queen, who rewards her the usual way. The panel of the queen taking off her robes to reveal her body gets to you.

Shell also reminded you that you have a Pip Girl. Grumpily, you wiggle out of your pants and free your hard cock, pointedly ignoring Shell. You use your Pip Girl, sliding the padded sleeve over your shaft and using it gently as you read.

Diagra stands proudly with her hand on the top of the queen’s head. The queen kneels in front of her, worshipping her cock. You bust your load to the full-page spread of Diagra railing the queen from behind.

Spent, you wipe off the Pip Girl and your tummy with a rag. You catch Shell giving you a sideways glance. Now that you think about it, you ended up giving her a show instead of the other way around. There might have been a better way to play that. Oh well. Fuck her.

You go to sleep.

When you wake up, only the faintest hint of morning light is coming through the little window. It’s early, and still mostly dark.

Shell is gone, and so is most of her stuff. That bothers you; you didn’t notice her leaving. She’s stealthy and skillful. A formidable woman. You aren’t sure that you’d be a match for her if it came down to a rematch.

But she didn’t steal anything from you, and you remember what she said.

She also left you a gift: a Sultry Susie comic in which Susie gets in touch with her exhibitionist side, masturbating around town in places that people might see her. Very funny, Shell.

You creep back downstairs without any trouble, backing away from the house. You never did find out what was down there, but maybe that’s for the best.

With your Mauser at the ready, you head back into the swamp. You are learning to navigate this terrain more skillfully, but it’s still dark. The going is treacherous. You spot a Copperhead sleeping in the trees and avoid it. You hear sounds from a short distance away and avoid that as well. You reach some standing water, and now you know that thing that looks like a rock in the middle probably isn’t a rock. That’s a Rad Gator. Quietly, you put some distance between yourself and that place.

Your luck runs out when you clamber over a rotting, fallen tree. You put your hand on the wood, only for a swarm of Rad Skeeters that had been sleeping there to take off with a buzz. You feel a sharp sting on your left arm before you can get down flat and cover your head, rolling under the log.

Your arm throbs as you lie there, listening as the buzzing fades away as the Skeeters lose interest and fly away. You climb out with a groan, brushing yourself off. You’re all dirty now, and you have a Skeeter bite. Already, your skin’s heating up… but you have some resistance to toxins like this. It won’t overwhelm you or slow you down too much as long as you stay focused and don’t touch it.

You make it back to New Gurlberg safely.

They let you through the gates. As you walk through the settlement, Chastity spots you from Reggie’s place and comes hurrying out to meet you. Even though you’re so dirty, she gives you a warm hug. She looks amazing. She’s wearing nicer clothes, standing up straighter, and looking cuter than ever. It looks like New Gurlberg has been good to her.

“Hi,” you say. “I have to get cleaned up.” Instead of going back to Reggie’s, Chastity follows you back to the room, then gets a basin of water. She wants to help. You tiredly strip out of your clothes as she approaches you with a damp cloth. You can bathe yourself, but you don’t need to argue with her. You’re a little tired from the slog through the swamp, which was not very relaxing. The Skeeter toxin also makes you feel funny.

You’re glad to be safe in your room here. You stand there and let her wipe you off. You open your mouth to warn her about the Skeeter bite when you see her peer at it worriedly, but then she touches it with the cloth.

You hiss and flinch. The contact sends a jolt through your body, and your cock swells immediately. Startled by the intensity, you sit on the bed, which squeaks. You take a deep breath and look down at your twitching erection.

Chastity sits beside you, looking as though she’s trying not to laugh.

“It’s not funny,” you chide her. “This bite can make me lose a fight,” you add, thinking of Shell.

Chastity rolls her eyes and leans down. You lean back and place your hand on her head, feeling like Diagra as she wraps her lips around your shaft. It’s a leisurely blowjob, but your skin is sensitive and the bite has your blood pumping. You let out a pathetic-sounding noise and your lower half tightens as you flood Chastity’s mouth with cum. She lifts her head and throws it back, swallowing with a gulp.

Breathing hard, you watch your cock soften and flop over to rest against your thigh. Chastity wipes her mouth.

“Thanks,” you pant to her. “I missed you.”

She smiles. You sigh.

“Guess I should go talk to Boss Murphy.” You lean over with a groan and kiss her cheek, then stand up and put your clothes back on. Chastity heads back to work as you make your way up to Boss Murphy’s rusted, creaky office.

You find her with a couple other people, and she asks you to wait outside. You lean on the railing on the stairs that overlook New Gurlberg, watching the people move around. A few of them glance at you in your stained Vault Suit. You’ll have to get it cleaned. You can also get an antidote for your bite from the doctor.

You already know people here. Reggie. Shiv and Shank. Eric and Sadie. It looks like there are civilized people outside the vaults. That’s reassuring.

But then there’s the matter of what happened last night. Shell. What are you going to do about her? What is she up to? Your mind wanders and you see red hair in your daydreams. There are other redheads around, but only one Daisy in your memories. Chastity reminds you of her. Not the way she looks, but her sweetness.

Your hands tighten on the railing. You have a mission. Not from Boss Murphy, but from Vault F. You have to stay focused.

Those people emerge from the office, and you go in to find Boss Murphy sitting on her desk, waiting.

“So,” she says. “You’re back in one piece. You should visit the laundry.”

“Doctor too,” you reply, closing the door.

“What’d you find?” she asks bluntly. Boss Murphy is all business.

Tell her the truth?

Or lie?