Seeking the cure with Curie!

Piper had heard about one of Blue’s other companions, Curie, a former “Miss Nanny” robot that worked in a medical lab inside one of the now defunct vaults. Apparently she was given a false human body, indistinguishable from a real one and was operating in one of the nearby settlements, conducting scientific research. As far as she could tell, Curie was the best hope for Piper to be able to wear clothes again!

Curie had heard about one of Blue’s other companions, Piper, a feisty news reporter from Diamond City. After “learning” about the sexual functions of humans with her new synth body (thanks to a very accommodating vault dweller) she spent half of her time in the settlement performing real medical science and the other half performing perverted experiments or lewdly fantasizing about men and women alike. When she received a letter from Piper’s little sister Nat, she was only all too excited to help “treat” whatever ailed her…

“Ah, um, Curie right?”

“Oui, that is moi.” The slender pale woman had a thick French accent which was a bit strange… did robots have accents? She had a trim young body with very short dark hair and as expected she looked just like another human being, though Piper knew about her artificial past. “You are Miss Piper I presume? I was very surprised when your sister gave me a letter that said you wanted to meet very late.”

Piper blushed as she recalled her mad dash across the wastes, wearing her boots, hat and of course her permanent birthday suit. Her poor heart was pounding as she hid behind miscellaneous junk and trash along the road to avoid prying eyes on her bare body, there was no telling what a raider would do to a gorgeous naked reporter! Even when she finally reached the settlement, she couldn’t just walk through the front gate! She sneaked over the fence (at least she didn’t have anything to get caught on!) and slinked her bare breasts through town until she found Curie’s clinic. “I, um, have a little problem if you haven’t noticed Doc…” Piper mumbled in a hush tone.

“Yes! You should cover up or you may catch a cold!” Piper groaned at Curie’s misunderstanding, evidently she should have thoroughly described the problem in her letter! At the time though, she had been so ashamed of her **** nudity that she couldn’t bear to be anything but vague in her writing, instead just pleading to meet in her lab under the cover of darkness.

“I can’t! Every time I try to put on clothes they just disintegrate or something, you have to help me Curie, I can’t live like this!” The synth scientist pursed her lips as she inspected Piper’s naked body. The sexy thread-bare reporter suddenly felt very uncomfortable as Curie’s eyes roamed every inch of her creamy silk skin, especially her hanging round breasts and her newly shaved pussy (if everyone was going to see it, might as well…) If a robot could be French… could she be a lesbian as well?

“You know Miss Piper-“

“Just Piper.”

“- before the war there were many French nudists, frolicking and playing in the wilds, letting nature take its course.” The lustful doctor continued, “You have quite the attractive figure… with proper healthcare and heating solutions I see no problem with your state of undress…” Much to Piper’s dismay, Curie emphasized this by caressing the underside of her sensitive breast with her slender fingers, sending a chill up her spine as another woman groped her for the first time!

“Oh okay, yup, sense of professionalism dwindling rapidly.” She firmly grasped Curie’s exploring hand and pushed it away. “Curie please, you’re my only hope here!”

“Very well, I will help you.” Piper’s eyes lighted up with excitement, finally some good news! “I believe I know exactly how to combat your condition. First, we try the masturbation.”

“Uh… di-did…” Piper stammered with embarrassment, her incredulous staring eyes wide. All of her happiness had quickly faded away at hearing her treatment option. She couldn’t be serious; she had to be kidding, right? “… Did you say I need to-“

“Oui, masturbation.” Curie knew that she would react this way to her request. “I ask that you sit down on that chair and use your fingers on your- Ahem,- vagina, until orgasm.” She directed Piper to a refurbished pre-war gynecologist’s chair where the lustful doctor guided Piper to seat herself, her face a deep crimson as her most intimate and guarded place was in full view. No amount of dodging bullets and fighting post-apocalyptic mutants could prepare you for this! She was **** to spread her legs in the stirrups of the chair so that Curie had a perfect view of her tight pink pussy.

“And… th-this will cure me?” Piper wasn’t a doctor, but this… something was definitely wrong with this picture! Her heart pounded as she felt Curie’s soft slender hands feeling up her long sexy legs before slowly removing her boots and exposing her dainty bare feet. Feeling more naked and **** than ever, the nude reporter squirmed in the gynecologist’s chair when she felt the doctor’s nails ever so gently glide along the bottom of her soles.

“I am a medical professional and a scientist Miss Piper,” Curie affirmed with authority, despite the fact that she was groping and fondling her patient’s slender legs at the moment, “This may cure you and it may not, we must simply try. You said it yourself didn’t you? You can’t live like this…” Piper wasn’t sure if Curie’s French accent was making this better or worse, but she felt like she was going to melt with shame any second. She had **** but to put all of her faith in Curie’s efforts… the only other option was to somehow contact the Institute or Brotherhood of Steel, but she wasn’t about to be lobotomized or inspected like a naked lab rat…

“I… I don’t know Curie…”

“If you would like I am well acquainted with the erogenous zones of the female-“

“No! God, please, just… No.” Piper quickly interjected, her worst fears coming true! “I mean, um-I’ll, uh, I can do it.”

“Damn it… the one doctor I can count on in The Commonwealth… and she has the hots for me! Can this get any worse?” She thought to herself as she tried to calm down and cease her heart palpitations. Piper traced a trembling finger around her pink labia, sighing as she began to feel the heat of arousal, despite her salivating audience. She desperately tried to push herself to orgasm as fast as she could to get this humiliation over with, her hand mashing against her tight pussy. With her hands behind her back, Curie looked on in lewd voyeuristic pleasure, a new feeling that she felt she very much enjoyed!

“Mon dieu Miss Piper! You are positively wet! You must be so very close, no?” The embarrassed girl involuntarily moaned and cringed at the same time, her dripped pussy was making obscene squishing noises as she buried two of her fingers knuckle deep. “I, I just have to pretend I’m at home… yeah, just rubbing one out while Nat is out of the house… There’s not creepy French doctor watching me like a perverted…” With her other hand she grasped her luscious breast in her hand while teasing her own nipple, playing with the hard nub as she edged closer to climax.

Shutting her eyes, Piper could feel her orgasm coming soon, moaning and huffing her chest as she quickened her pace, her slender fingers schlicking in and out of her pink slit in a blur. She tried to focus on the sound, taking a sharp breath as she realized she was about to cum!

Curie watched the gorgeous young reporter masturbating from a distance, but her lewd mind was clouded with lust! Biting her lip, she imagined herself ravishing the helpless Piper on the gynecologist chair, her wandering tongue licking every inch of her smooth supple skin. Surely, pushing one little finger into her dripping pussy wasn’t crossing the line, was it?

Tugging on her sensitive nipple, Piper gasped as she furiously finger fucked herself, but suddenly felt a new terrible rude intrusion in her **** pussy. Her mouth gaped open as she orgasmed, her eyes flying open as her head snapped downwards. Curie had shoved her finger inside her when she came! Her slippery spasming vaginal muscles involuntarily clamped down on Curie’s unwelcome digit while Piper climaxed, her love juices squirting out as the rapacious doctor’s finger coaxed out more of her fluids.

“Urk..! St-stop Curie, please!” Piper pleaded, her face contorted in horror and ecstasy as the wicked woman rubbed her thumb against her sensitive clit while ramming her fingers into her twitching cunt. Piper struggled against the rapid **** orgasms, one sexy eyebrow raised as she mumbles incoherently, the "doctor" showed no signs of stopping. Her painted toes curled lewdly as she came again and again, her teeth gritting in futile resistance. Finally pleased with her experiment, Curie stops her ****, her soaked fingers attached to viscous strands of juices and girl cum. Feeling her eyelids growing heavy, Piper slowly falls ****...

[Author's Note: This post now contains the full chapter, rather than cutting off before the more hardcore half.]