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Roleplay between: @JennyDK and @KillerQueen22 Overall idea: A mix of slice of life, combat action, scavenging, romance and smutty fun. Cait is saved from the raiders in the Combat Zone in the city of Boston in the Commonwealth. Her unlikely saviour being unique in several ways, such as being a talking and intelligent deathclaw, dickgirl (6 of them) and future lover and partner. Once rescued, the two of them will do their best to work together to establish and maintain a more quiet and nice way of life. --------------------------------------------------------------- The normal everyday life within the Combat Zone is harsh, cru

LMFAO guilty holy shit. Including ourselves oh god memories rushing back. I wish I could angry react that cart return answer. How dare you. The next poster drinks the pickle juice

"Holy shit..." Cait mutters to herself. In the chaos of the fighting it was easy enough to think it was brain damage to think the death claw was speaking human words. Here in the quiet, it was clear as day that it spoke english. Good english. And it sounded female. "You're...not going to attack me are you?" she asked cautiously from her current position. She didn't want to fight a death claw with a bat as her only means of self protection. It wouldn't hold up against a charge let alone claws swinging at her. Slowly but cautiously she made her way around the cage and smashed in the head of one raider who gave a weak gasp, apparently not having

After the couple of minutes of pure carnage and noise, the place falls almost silent. The only sounds coming from various lights, motors and the like running or the dripping from the many corpses strewn about in the room. Then comes the deep and shallow breathing from Lucy as her body catches up with her heavy outbursts of anger and activity. She still does not seem to notice Cait yet as she slumps down onto one of the steps leading down to the large cage."That will teach you sick pricks...vengeance will always come to wicked bastards like yourselves. Hopefully, that was all of them", she says to herself and slowly recuperates.

Cait grunted as she used the fence of the cage as a leaning post. She was pretty messed up from the fight, the assholes had brought in a god damn super mutant!, and had a thousand to one odds of her making it out of the fight alive. Yet here she stood, banged up and bruised and battered to hell. Alive, unlike the super mutant dead on the floor and likely to be herself soon enough as angry raiders glared at her and seemed to be readying their weapons. Before anything could seem to erupt she heard it, then she saw it. A death claw charging in. The roar that she expected from it did not come from the maw but actual... words? She must've hit her

The train The first man seems dazed, drained: stumbles, breathing hard, as he steps away from the bed. But he does not leave: he stays, watching. The others have come into the room: entered while he was fucking me - watched him fuck me, watched me respond to him. The second man is younger - fit, athletic, the kind of man I would look at twice in the street. Confident too - a swagger as he steps forward, no hesitation as he climbs between my legs. He too is very erect - very big, rock hard to my fingers as I reach my free hand to touch him. My head raised, I watch as he positions his cock head against my cunt lips, watch as it s