Quantum of Apprehension

FALLOUT 3 – Quantum of Apprehension
By The Great Shaggy


Readers Discretion is Advised.

The barrel of the rifle was so clean that Anya could see the rifling on the inside. She stood unmoving, garment in both hands, her weapon slung across her back, and staring at the green hair Raider, that had gotten the drop on her, before her. Even although the old, dilapidated metro tunnels of Marigold Metro Station were a cool and damp place, beads of perspiration had formed on the brow of her forehead and threaten to roll down into her eyes as her breathing came in nervous gasps as the pounding of her heart echoed in her ears. The green hair Raider slowly took a threaten step forward, the barrel of his hunting rifle never wavering from the bridge of her nose causing Anya to involuntarily take a step backwards.

His cold, harden eyes went from her face, down to the silk garment that was in her hands, and then back up. "I'm only going to ask you this one time. Give me the Naughty Nightwear!"

Why am I chancing getting my head blown off for a fucking pair of underwear, Anya wondered as she thought back to the circumstances surrounding how she managed to find herself in this mess. She had been coming out of the DC ruins after helping Three Dog at Galaxy News Radio in getting a new broadcasting dish so GNR could be broadcast clear and loud across the entire Capital Wasteland once again and was headed back to Megaton to give Moira some updated research data for her book, that had almost gotten herself killed yet again, when out of nowhere a little kid appeared asking her for help. Apparently some gigantic, flame breathing ants had overran the settlement that he lived in, known as Grayditch, and he was asking for her help in finding his Papa. Well that tug a cord on her heart since she was doing the same thing and decided to help little Byran Wilks but the end results wasn't what she was hoping for. After telling Byran that his father was dead, he pleaded with her to stop the ants so this wouldn't happen to any other settlement.

After searching around town, she managed to discover that some lame brain, egghead of a scientist called Doctor Lesko had been experimenting on the ants in a bizarre attempt to undo two hundred years of radiation forced evolution and shrink the ants back to their normal, boot stomping size. However the end results wasn't forcing them to shrink in size, but actually for them to being able to breathe fire thus they overran Grayditch and killed the few remaining townsfolk. Listening to his audio recording, she discovered that his laboratory was somewhere in the murky depths of the Marigold Metro System tunnels to the south of the settlement. Making her way through the old transit system station, she stumbled upon a audio recording next to a bunch of skeletal remains which was made by some unfortunate guy by the name of Grady, whom she concluded had to been one of the skeletons after listening to it. Apparently this Grady fella was some sort of scavenger-for-hire who had been hired to find some package and afterwards had hidden it somewhere in the tunnels when he suspected that someone was coming for him, which apparently they did. She didn't know how long Grady's remains had been down there, probably for a long time since the ants had fully devoured all edible portions from the remains, but she figured she would keep her eyes open figuring that whoever had killed this Grady had either found the package or given up by now.

Well she did manage to find the key that Grady had hidden in the exact spot he said it would be, then she found the door that he claimed the package would be in, and after picking the door's lock she used the key to unlock the safe. She was bewildered to find that the safe only contained a pair of leopard pattern silk undergarments that when worn by a female would leave the one viewing her with nothing to imagine. She was so flabbergasted that she jumped when she heard the all too familiar sound of a cocking leveler behind her. And now she had found herself staring at the Raider, she guess, who was the one who killed Grady for the flimsy lingerie she now held in her hands.

"I'm keeping it, and I'd advise you to back off before I get angry," she growled, trying to project her voice in a menacing tone to bluff her way out of the situation.

But apparently her voice was a bit more shaky then she realized and the green hair Raider burst out with laughing snarl. "Oww, I'm sacred now, girlie. What are you going to do to me if I refuse, use that sacred voice of yours?" He grinned as his eyes then flashed over her. "Yeah, maybe I won't kill you. Maybe I think you should put that on."

Anya's heart skip a beat upon hearing the Raider's comment. "I...I...umm...."

"To me it looks like you only got two choices, girlie. You either put that on," he said and then gently squeezed the trigger a bit on his rifle, "or you get one between the eyes!"

"Okay, okay, I'll do it," Anya half shout, half screamed, her voice getting even wobblier.

"That's a good girl. Now drop that rifle on your back and kick it off to the side, carefully now."

She complied, moving slowly as she slung her Type 151 assault rifle off her back and kicked it off to the side.

"You'll have...to...to step outside while I get...dressed."

"What? I wasn't born yesterday, sister. I ain't going nowhere and you're not either so quit stalling and get stripping!"

Anya swallowed hard, but her hands still didn't move. The green hair Raider, getting a bit impatient, fired his rifle, the bullet just barely whizzing by Anya's head that she heard the loud sharp crack as it flew by. She screamed out like a frighten little girl, her hands a blur as she undid the fasteners on her new combat vest that Reilly had given her a month ago. She slowed down when her conscious thought overrode her fear but that wasn't before she had stripped down to only her t-shirt and panties. I can't believe this happening, she thought, knowing if she didn't think of something fast the moment she finished putting the flimsy, sexy garment on the Raider was going to pounce on her and then she would be at his mercy for whatever he wanted to do to her.

The Raider motioned with his rifle. "Now the rest," he said.

With trembling hands, Anya slowly grabbed the rough fabric of her shirt and slowly pulled it off, the cold damp air striking at her perspiring body causing her whole teenage body to tremble as her nipples became erect buds. She quickly covered herself with her hands, but another shot from the Raider's rifle caused her to drop them to her sides. The green hair Raider mouth formed a leering smile as he stared at the perky teenage breast before him. His eyes dropped to her panties and then back up into her eyes. Oh God, oh please oh please, I don't want to be raped, I don't want to be raped, not here please was her only thoughts as her trembling hands gripe either side of her panties and slowly started to tug them down as she lost control of her bodily functions.

"They always piss themselves," the Raider laughed. Then she stared at her hairless mound and Anya wished she hadn't taken the time to conduct some overdue hygiene at GNR Plaza the week prior. "Damn, even shaved. Now put it on!"

Complying, she slipped the flimsy silk garment over her hand, almost grateful to have a bit of her nude form covered up, even if the Raider could still see everything he wanted through the material. The green hair Raider approached her and Anya found herself backpedaling until her back was pressed up against the wall. He smiled as he stepped in front of her, tossing his rifle off to the side as he grabbed for her breast, squeezing it through the material of the garment. Anya's body shuddered as tears streamed down her face as he pinched her erect nipples, causing her to gasp. This isn't happening, this isn't happening to me, she thought as the Raider lowered a hand downward, Anya feeling his greasy touch as it brush down her tight stomach, around her thigh, towards her ass check which he gave a hard slap to it before moving around to the other side and cupped her hairless mound.

"Damn, stumble, and here I thought you were younger," he said.

It was too much for Anya to take and decided if she had one chance to make a break for the Raider's rifle it was now. She pushed as hard as she could with both of her hands on his chest, propelling him away from her, before she bolted for the rifle. Her hands were just reaching for the weapon when her head was jerked backwards by her hair and she let out a painfully scream which was silenced by a rough, stinging palm across her face.

"Be quiet, girlie," he commanded. "You better cooperate or I'll make this hurt much more than it has to!"

Anya whimpered and struggled not to scream as tears filled her big blue eyes. The green hair Raider chuckled, he loved it when they were afraid. Holding her still with one hand, he ran his greasy, dirt covered hand over her tight body, savoring the smooth feeling of the girl's skin, gently squeezing her firm breasts again. She began sobbing harder but managed not to scream.

"That's a good little girl," he said. "No need to scream...yet."

The Raider squeezed one of her fleshy globes again, letting his thumb brush over the girl's small nipple and smiled when he felt her body shuddering from the sensation. Releasing his other hand, he brought it up and grabbed her second breast and repeated the process. He continued his slow massage of her pink nipples until he noticed a small stream trickling down the side of her leg.

"Good girl," he said. "You're getting turned on. Although how I love you wearing this outfit, it's pretty rare and worth a fortune so we best remove it before we go any further. Can't have it getting messy now, can we?"

The Lone Wanderer didn't say a word nor struggle as the Raider pulled the garment over the top of her head, leaving her completely naked in front of him. Anya was mortified that she was becoming aroused by this, but she was powerless to do anything as the Raider continued his slow assault on her harden nipples. He felt his large member stiffen as the young girl began to moan gently and he continued his erotic massage. The girl's pre-dew began to flow faster, coating both of her inner thighs. As she began to moan faster and louder he stopped and stared at her wickedly before shoving her to her knees. Keeping one hand on her head, he freed his now fully erect massive cock.

Anya stared in horror at the wiggling erect appendage before her as the Raider used one hand to pry her mouth open with amazing strength. She screamed as she realized what he was trying to do, but her scream was soon muffled as he drove his massive cock between her pretty ruby lips and down her slim throat. She struggled to breathe as the massive Raider's cock slid down her throat, her lips struggling to fit around the massive base as his balls slammed against her chin.

This can’t be happening to me, she thought again and again. This can't be happening! She closed her tear filled eyes, trying to block it out but it was impossible. The green hair Raider began brutally face fucking her, driving that gargantuan cock in and out of her delicate throat as he held onto handfulls of her auburn hair, pulling on it painfully. She prayed to God to let this torture stop, but no answer came. This can't be happening to me, she kept telling herself, it couldn’t be happening to her.

The Raider grunted and groaned as he fucked her throat, then the enormous member in her throat twitched and she felt the Raider's balls tighten against her chin and she knew what was coming and her tears came faster and faster. The Raider gave a final thrust and she felt a huge gob of cum shoot down her throat. It was unbelievably thick and she felt it slowly slide down her throat towards her stomach. The Raider was now grunting with orgasm and he began pulling his cock out of her, the second spurt of cum landing just behind her lips and nearly filling her mouth. This can’t be happening, she kept repeating in her mind. Pulling his rod out of her mouth with an audible pop, he grabbed a hold of it, spraying thick streams of his ropey, yellowish cum over her beautiful face, into her silky auburn, ringlets, and over her firm breasts. By the time his orgasmic roar ended she felt as if she was covered in gallons of his sticky semen.

"My, you emptied my completely," he said as he released Anya's head, allowing her to collapse to the ground and weep openly. "But we're not done yet. I got too taste that slit of yours before we get to the main attraction."

Grabbing her he spun her around until she was lying flat on her back. Using his body to keep her legs spread, he rubbed her glistening slit with two fingers before spreading her folds to showcase her pink moist interior. He chuckled as a stream of pussy nectar squirted out from her pink folds before running his appendage up her slit.

“What a filthy little slut you are," he said as he started running his finger around her pink clit and she couldn’t deny the effect it was having on her body.

Anya gritted her teeth and closed her eyes as tears streamed openly from them, fighting the urge to moan as the Raider's tongue slipped between the moist pink folds and wiggle deeper into her inner most womanly sanctum. This can’t be real, Anya told herself again, singing childhood lullabies in her head as a distraction. She felt the Raider's finger's searching out her sensitive nub and shuddered his he pinched it with two fingers as he slurped hungrily on her dripping pussy. Her eyes shot open and she let out a scream as her loins finally exploded, filling the Raider's waiting orifice with her sweet honey dew that he greedily lap up and then licked her aching cunt.

Pulling his head away, he licked his tongue over his lips as he started to stroke his member with one hand. "Are you ready for me, girl?"

"Please, no, don't do it," she whimpered.

But the Raider just laughed as he guided his massive cock towards her virgin opening. As his erect rod touch her slick pink labia and her mind started singing faster as she felt the folds of her pussy parting to accommodate his cock, she finally lost control of herself and cried openly as a stream of urine erupted from her urethral. He laughed viciously as he started to slide his cock into her moist cunt and then cried out in anguish. Anya's eyes snapped open when he heard the Raider's painful cries, turning into gurgled screams and what she saw stole her breath. The green hair Raider was on his back and straddling him was a grayish white fur dog, it's jaws clenched down around the Raider's throat. She watched in awestruck horror as the dog jerked its head back and forth, the Raider pounding his fists away on the dog, until it was rewarded with a stomach churning sound of tissue ripping as the dog's jaws tore the Raider's throat free from his neck. Anya watched as the Raider's legs spasm as blood filled his lungs and after a few seconds went still.

She was in so much shock and terror, first from her rape and then the gruesome killing of her antagonist, that when the dog turned back around towards her she threw up her arms to defend herself when the dog decided to pounce on her next. Instead all she heard was a whining sound and slowly she lowered her arms to see the four legged animal beside her. It barked once and then nuzzled the side of her head once before licking her face.

It took her a moment to find her voice and when she did it was still shaky. "You...you save...you save me."

The dog replied with a bark and licked her face again.

"You know....you're the first...the first dog I've met...that hasn't...hasn't tried to eat me," she said as she patted the animal on the head.

To her surprise, the dog actually whimpered.

"Want to hang....hang with me?"

The dog response was to lay down next to her and lay his head down on her waist. She gave the animal a quick pat before she collapsed to the ground. "Now all...now all we have to do...is find you a name," she said.

As she lay unmoving on the cool concrete ground thinking of names, she couldn't help but think of all the times when growing up that she asked her father for a dog. Of course there were no dogs in the vault and she remembered her father trying to explain to her why she couldn't have a dog since there were no dogs, but explaining that to a child was difficult and he finally just said they couldn't have a dog. A smile appeared on her face as she realized that her entire life had to be turned upside down for her childhood wish to finally come true. However the smile was suddenly replaced by shock when she felt a bumpy moist appendage around her pussy. Coming up on her elbows, thinking that everything that had happen was nothing more than a hallucination or a dream from passing out, she was relieved to see that it was only the dog licking her skin.

"Cut that...cut that out...out," she said as she started to giggle. "Come on...stop it. That...it tickles." She kept laughing even as she wrapped her arms around the dog's head and gave him a big hug. "Dogmeat. That'll be your name."

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Standing on a barren hill overlooking a small valley below, Anya wiped a bead of sweat from her eyes as she stared down in absolute disbelief at the settlement of Girdershade. It had been a few weeks since her rape by the green hair Raider in the Marigold Metro tunnels and solving the fire ant problem at Grayditch, now here she was with Dogmeat by her side, standing out in the middle of nowhere in the Capital Wasteland looking for the settlement of Girdershade to collect on the fucking sexy garment that had nearly cost her her virginity. Glancing down on the map displayed on her Pip-Boy, she shook her head in confusion upon seeing that she had the right grid coordinates that she had gotten from a roving caravan by Megaton.

"This can't be Girdershade," she muttered.

The settlement, or suppose settlement, of Girdershade was nothing more than a handful of crudely made huts surrounded by some sheet metal nailed to posts that served as a fence to keep the few Brahmin that she saw inside the settlement that was situated underneath a broken section of a raised highway. Pulling out her binoculars, she gave the town a once over and shook her head upon seeing no one.

"Let's hear that recording once more, shall we, Dogmeat?"

Dogmeat barked in agreement as Anya cued up the recorded message.

"If you're listening to this tape, then my brains are splattered all over a wall somewhere and you've got a job to do. You need to retrieve the package and get it safely to Ronald Laren in Girdershade. Tell him Grady sent you."

As the message ended, Anya found herself shaking her head. "God damn it all. You know, Dogmeat, with our luck whoever this Ronald guy is probably pack up his shit and hauled ass out here. Hell the whole damn place looks deserted, doesn't it?" Dogmeat's whine got a smile from Anya. "Yeah, well we didn't come all this way for nothing. Come on, let's go check it out. Probably find a bunch of squatting ghouls like last time."

Making their way down into the settlement, Anya stood in the center and stared at the buildings.

"Well so far, so good. Let's give this one a shot."

Walking over to the nearest dwelling, Anya rapped on the metal door twice and was surprised when the door swung open to reveal a smiling, blonde hair woman. "Well hey there, stranger. Sierra Petrovita's the name. Good to see a new face in Girdershade! I take it you're here to check out my Nuka-Cola collection and take the tour?"

Anya was so taken back to the woman's sudden direct approach, all she could do was muster up a "Yeah, sure, of course."

"Well, come on in then, and your dog as well," Sierra gleefully replied. "Let me show you around, but no free Nuka Cola until the end of the tour!"

Stepping inside, Anya felt her mouth open slightly upon seeing the interior of Sierra's dwelling which was cram from floor to ceiling with every bit of Nuka-Cola Merchandise and then some. She even had her own vending machine off towards the back of the dwelling. She glanced back to see Sierra making her way towards the back of the dwelling where a group of shelves were placed that showcased many different promotional items.

"The wonder drink soon drew a dedicated following which prompted the Nuka-Cola Corporation to release many promotional item like these," Sierra started, pointing to the items on the shelves.

As the tour went on, Anya found herself tuning the woman's voice out and just stared at her. Sierra appeared to be around her mid-twenties and was pretty good looking, but the way she kept going on and on about Nuka-Cola reminded Anya a bit of those addicted drug addicts she saw from time to time wandering the wastes or in Megaton before being ran out by the Sheriff, Lucas Sims. Nuka-Cola wasn't anything new to Anya now, it was when she'd first left the Vault, but now she had a few of them that she found to parch her thirst when she didn't have any water left, but she didn't crave the stuff as Sierra probably did.

"Even in today's crazy world, Nuka-Cola is still the number one choice of refreshment among Armageddon's survivors," Sierra finally finished and Anya rewarded her with a quick clap, however Dogmeat didn't do much since he was already asleep in the corner a few minutes after Sierra's tour had started. Opening the refrigerator behind her, Sierra pulled out a bottle of Nuka-Cola and handed it to Anya with a smile. "As promised...here is a little pick-me-up. An Ice Cold Nuka-Cola!"

Reaching out, Anya griped the bottle and stated to take it but found resistance as Sierra continue to hold onto the cold bottle.

"Just look at the frost on the bottle. So cold and delicious," she said in an almost trance like state.

"Thanks, Sierra," Anya nearly shouted, ripping the bottle from the other woman's hands.

Sierra just laughed and waved her hands. "Oh, pardon me... I tend to lose myself when I hold onto a Nuka-Cola."

"I can tell," replied Anya. "Say, Sierra, do you know a guy named Grady by any chance?"

The blonde hair cocked her head to the side as if she was trying to think about it. "Grady? Grady...Grady, nope don't know any Gradys. Only people out here is me and Ronald!"

Bingo, thought Anya. "Whose this Ronald?"

"Oh, Ronald is such a sweet heart. You know he's the one that got me all this stuff," Sierra said. "He lives in the other hut opposite mine and guards my Nuka-Cola collection."

That wasn't the reply that Anya was hoping for. "Wait, did you say he guards your Nuka-Cola Collection?"

Sierra nodded her head. "Oh yes. I remember this one time when a group of Raiders came lead by some green hair guy named Lug-Nut was like 'Gimma everything you got' and Ronald went and said 'Oh, no, you best just get out of her before you mess with the wrong guy' and then-"

"Sierra," Anya said.

"-Lug-Nut went 'Okay, okay, we see your tough and all' and Ronald said-"

"Sierra!"

"-'Well you best get out of here before I change my mind-"

'Sierra! Okay, I get it, he's tough." And something else entirely, figured Anya wondering if this same green hair Raider called Lug-Nut was the same green hair Raider that had tried to rape her.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I got carried away again. Anyway, I have a proposition for you. Want to hear it?"

Anya let out a sigh as she rolled her eyes. "Like I have a choice since if I say no you'll probably go ahead anyway."

And not to her surprise the sarcastic comment went right over Sierra's head. "Oh good, but before I get to the little proposition I have for you let me tell you a little bit about Nuka-Cola Quantum. "

"Quantum? Never heard of it before," replied Anya as she stifled a yawn.

"Well, right before the bombs fell, the good folks at Nuka-Cola developed what they hoped was an improvement on the original formula. Calling it Nuka-Cola Quantum it was said to have 'Twice the calories, twice the carbohydrates, twice the caffeine and twice the taste'. "

"So what went wrong?" Sounds disgusting to me, Anya thought.

"Well, the flavor certainly wasn't the issue. The public was just uplit on the unique feature of the Quantum's appearance. You see, to make it stand out on store shelves and to give it that extra kick, the formula called for a mild isotope. The effect was a drink that not only boosted your energy, but also glowed with a bright blue light."

"Wait, did you say it has an isotope in it? As in its radioactive?"

Sierra giggled as she said, "Oh no, only ever-so-mildly! No ill effects were ever recorded. Well, it does have the unique property of making your...ummm...your pee glow."

Note to self, don't drink any of that crap if you find it, thought Anya. "Glowing pee? That sounds like dangerous stuff!

"Oh no, it's really harmless. It was thoroughly tested by the Food and Drug Administration and they would never allow anything harmful to be passed for general use by the general public. But I love the stuff. I can't get enough of it. I thought I was hooked on regular Nuka-Cola, but the Quantum beats it by a long shot! I've got to have MORE!"

Oh brother. "Okay, enough with the addict routine. Tell me what you want already."

But Sierra just went on talking, ignoring Anya's question. "'For you can't resist the taste that'll blow up in your face' like Ronald always says. He thinks of the best Nuka-Cola jingles. Anyway, for every bottle you bring me I'll pay you some caps. You know, for expanses. But if you're super cool and find like enough bottles to fill my Nuka-Cola machine, thirty in all, I got a super secret cool prize for you."

Anya didn't like any secrets anymore, so she figured that since Sierra wasn't too bright, maybe she could con her into telling her what the 'super secret cool prize' was. "Come on Sierra. No secrets between friends!"

"Oh okay! I have a schematic for the Nuka Grenade the only one in the whole Capital Wasteland. Bring me the bottles and it's yours. Imagine the look on the target's face when they are burning alive in an effervescent explosion of cola and fruit flavor!"

Rolling her eyes, Anya just nodded her head and said, "Okay, Sierra, you've got a deal."

Her eyes almost lit up as bright as the sun as she throw herself against Anya and wrapped her arms around her. "Oh goodie. I can taste the Quantum already!" Breaking her joyful embrace, she added "Good luck to you, sweetie," before bouncing happily across the room.

Anya just stared as the blonde hair woman jumped into the air, pumping her fist in barely contain celebration. Shaking her head, she called to Dogmeat, who let out a yank and stretched as he rose to his paws. Opening the door, she left the most weirdest of woman that she had yet to encounter in the Capital Wasteland, and stopped dead in her tracks when a voice called out to her.

"Hey, girlie, what are you doing in Sierra's place?"

Turning to her right she saw a bald headed man armed with a sawed-off shotgun coming down the hill towards her and Dogmeat. Immediately Dogmeat started to growl at the approaching, leather-clad individual and Anya had to reach down and place a reassuring hand on his head, which calm him down a bit but not that much.

"She invited me in to checkout her Nuka-Cola collection," she answered.

The man gave her a once over and then briefly glanced down at Dogmeat before turning his attention back to Anya. "That better be all you were checking out. I don't like people messing with my woman."

"Strange, she never said anything about you two being together," she stated as she crossed her arms against her chest.

"Yeah well, time will tell. She's one fine looking woman," he said and then quickly added, "not that you're not bad looking either. I'd love to get closer to her if you know what I mean."

Anya felt her stomach twisting into knots as she started to put everything together. "You must be Ronald Laren then."

"In the flesh, baby," he said with a grin.

Shaking her head, Anya pulled off her backpack and pulled out the Naughty Nightwear that had caused her so much grief and misery. "Well then, Grady sends his regards, and you don't know how much I'm revolted to be giving this to you."

Seeing the silk garment, Ronald threw up his arms. "Well it's about Goddamn time, I've been waiting over four months for that bastard Grady to steal that damn thing from that bolstering asshole Lug-Nut. Where is that no good son-of-a-bitch and his gang? You know what, fuck 'em, I'll give you what I was going to give them for it, five hundred caps."

"Deal," she said and tossed him the nightgown when he tossed her the bag of money.

"Man, I can't wait for Sierra to slip this on," he said with a grin. "Check that, it won't be on her for long."

"You know, Sierra doesn't seem to be the one to take most subtle of hints, you know."

"That's why I got this. I'm going to win her heart over yet and then I'm going to savor munching on her carpet and plowing her beanfield."

"That's disgusting."

Ronald shrugged his shoulders. "Hey, a man's got to do what he has to do. But enough about that, I got an offer for you."

"Oh really? This might sound interesting."

"Hey, drop the sarcastic tone with me, girlie."

"And you better watch your tongue before we rip it out of your head. Get to your point already, I'm sick of the stench your giving off."

Her comment and Dogmeat's growling seemed to exhale some of his bluster for he shifted his stance to cover up the fact he had taken a few steps away from them. "I know she's asked you to find her some Nuka-Cola Quantum. Heck, she asks everyone that wanders through here. What I'm proposing is you still look for the drinks, but instead of bringing it to her, you bring it to me. She'll be so impressed that I got all the Nuka-Cola for her, she'll melt in my arms like butter. I'll pay you the same she was going to pay, and everyone's happy."

"I'll think about it," Anya said not really meaning it.

"Good. Just bring me those bottles," Ronald said before turning to leave. Anya watched him go back up the hill towards his dwelling then stop and turned back around towards her and said, "and hey if this thing with Sierra doesn't work out you seeing anyone?"

Suddenly the early morning meal of Mole Rate Stew she had wasn't sitting too well with her and she hustled to the other side of the metal fence and purge the contents from her stomach. After heaving and catching her breath, she slowly rose to her wobbling feet and took a deep breath of cool air to steady her stomach. I can't believe I suffered so much in retrieving that damn nightgown only for it to be used in some sick twisted attempt to get into woman's pants. But then again, after meeting the woman that he was trying to fuck, Anya wondered if she would ever get any hint of what he truly wanted from her. In fact even if he spelled it out for her she probably wouldn't understand. She could remember a long time ago that she overheard a conversation from some of the older Vault residents talking about 'a stereotypical dumb blonde' and from what she recalled Sierra would definitely fit into that description.

Yet still she didn't deserve what that creep Ronald had in plan for her. In fact would it be sort of ironic justice to deny him from ever getting into Sierra's womanhood after everything that he unwittingly put her through, but how could she warn Sierra of his intentions without tipping him off in the process? The she remembered what Nova had said to her so long ago during those first few days she found herself alone in the Capital Wasteland: Rule Number Six, the most important rule, especially if you're a woman. Use every available asset at your disposal to help you out of tough places, everything including. Even upon remembering Nova's last lesson Anya couldn't help but feel a bit sleazy for even thinking what she was thinking. It wasn't like she was going to do it for money as Nova had said, but still just the thought of it didn't sit too well with her. Could I really do it, could I real give myself over to another woman that I don't even know? Sure, she'd slept with other women, but that was after getting to know them and feeling something for them. Sierra, on the other hand, she didn't have those type of feelings for. If she did this would it be sort of like prostitution? She decided to wait until nightfall, maybe then she would make up her mind if she was going to go through with her idea or not.

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Wiggling her tongue to get the last morsel of dark brown liquid from inside the bottle, Sierra licked her lips savoring the sweet taste of Nuka-Cola as she sat the bottle down on a empty spot on her shelf. Taking a step back, she marveled at the sight before her and slowly realized that she was going to have to get Ronald to make another shelf to store her empty bottles soon. She was still gazing at her collection when a rap on the door snapped her from her thoughts. Now who could that be, she wondered knowing that Ronald had left to do some trading in Megaton the day prior. Opening the door, she was surprised to see Anya and her dog standing outside.

"You came back," she stated, motioning them inside.

"Yeah, well these Quantums I found are taking up too much room in my pack so I decided to drop them off to yea," said Anya as she heaved her pack off her shoulders.

Sierra nearly bowled her over as she rip the bag from her hands and flip open the lid to see it full of glowing bottles of soda. Anya took another ecstatic hug from the Nuka-Cola addict and watch her run to fill her machine with the bottles. It had taken more than a day to decide if she was going to go through with her plan, in fact it had been a week since then and during that time she did a bit of searching for Quantum while she decided. It wasn't until she was on her way back to Gidershade and saw Ronald moving away from the settlement towards Megaton that she decided she was going to go through with it after all. So she took the rest of the day to fasten some items that Nova had taught her how to make in an old abandon garage not too far from Girdershade that she would need for that night.

She glanced down at Dogmeat, who was staring up at her as if telling her to go on and get it done and over with. Thanks a lot, she thought as she summoned her courage. Just remember what Nova told you and you'll be fine. Easier said than done.

"That's all of them and plus more," Sierra said giddily as she held one bottle in her hands.

Anya nodded. "Thought you could use more than what you asked for."

"Aw, that's sweet of you. Now about your payment."

"That can wait until later, Sierra. Umm, can I ask you a question, a private question?"

"Sure, go ahead and ask."

"It's about Ronald."

"Oh I know, he's such a great helper isn't he? He even said that he's looking for Quantum as well for me."

"Yeah, he is, but Sierra, don't you think he's being a bit too friendly? Too much a good helper that he might want something from you in return someday?"

Sierra seemed to think about it which gave Anya hope that maybe she wasn't as dunce as she thought she was. "Well, he did ask for something in return the other day, I suppose."

Maybe he made a move on her already and she shot him down, thought Anya. "Which was?"

"He asked if he could butter my muffin," replied Sierra and Anya got a feeling that maybe she wouldn't have to go through with her idea until Sierra finished her statement. "Seriously, what kind of person would want to spread their butter on your muffin to eat for you?"

"No, Sierra, he wants to fuck you is what he's getting at," blurted out Anya.

"Fuck me, how?"

Oh my God, give me patience. "Sierra, have you ever been with another person, you know, naked?"

The blonde woman shook her head. "Nope. What do you mean by 'fuck me'."

Just like how I was when Nova first taught me so long ago. Maybe this won't be as bad as I thought it would be. "Here, let me show you while explaining it to you."

Walking over Sierra, she grabbed her hand and lead her over to the bed. "Okay, what's next?"

"Now we sit on the bed together and I show you some areas on your body that goes along with fucking." Sitting next to the blonde hair woman, Anya continued, "Now, the first thing about fucking is that you have to stimulate your partner first. For men that would only be his penis, or cock."

"You mean that thing that grows in his pants?" asked Sierra

"Yes, that's a penis."

"What does it feel like, a... penis?" Sierra asked.

Anya thought for a moment, finding the right words since the only experience she had with a real one wasn't be choice. "It's soft and warm... and when it's erect it gets a lot longer and… thicker and really stiff... the tip gets fatter too."

"Does anything else happen? What does it taste like?"

Anya bit her lower lip; these questions were becoming difficult to answer for her without having to relive her rape in her mind. "The head drips some clear fluids... and..." she didn't know if she should even answer the second question.

"How big can they get?" Sierra continued.

"Well..." Anya could give some rather interesting answers from the scenes she witnessed while traveling through the Wastelands but decided to be as vague as possible, "Some men, I guess, can be pretty big, like a foot... most aren't though. But enough of cocks, you see that is the only thing that can be aroused on a guy, Sierra. But us woman are different, we have lots of areas that we can be aroused if done properly. This is called foreplay. It's important to know how to do it well or you'll never satisfy a woman."

The younger woman brought one arm around Sierra's shoulders, and her other to a gentle rest on her waist. Anya leaned back, guiding the older woman to a reclined rest on the bed and then leaned on one elbow beside her. The teenager smiled down at the blonde hair woman, her hand softly stroking her cheek while the other slowly moved up her shirt. Anya pulled up Sierra's top, revealing small, perky tits. She pulled her bra above her breasts, and gently touched the older woman's nipples.

"Oooh..." Sierra moaned and Anya smiled at her reaction. She leaned lower and took one soft nub into her mouth and sucked gingerly on it. "Oooh, my!"

The sexual inexperience woman said again, her eyes watering from the excitement that she hadn't felt since drinking her first Nuka-Cola Quantum. Anya's other hand twisted and pulled on her other nipple, then she switched and sucked on the other. Alternating till both were erect and stiff. Anya's thoughts were racing; she was sucking on a total stranger's breasts, and about to eat her out, something she swore she would never do. Looking at her Sierra's aroused state she calmed herself a bit by reminding herself she was teaching her just as Nova had taught her.

Anya pulled away from Sierra's chest, "Move up further on the bed, Sierra."

The teenager told the older woman and she did so. The Lone Wanderer opened up Sierra's pants and slowly pulled them down her thighs, exposing Sierra's bare mound.

"Don't you wear panties?" Anya asked.

"Sometimes..." Sierra replied, her hands now fondling her own breasts which she found was making her pee area grow hotter than she ever realized.

Shaking her head while laughing a bit, Anya took a moment to shed her own clothes. When she was fully naked, she laid down on the bed in front of Sierra and spread her legs high and wide apart to display her glistening slit to the other woman. "Now this is a vagina, also known as a pussy or cunt. This is where a man's penis would be inserted into. For a woman who has never had sex before, the first time can be a painful experience since the penis is tearing through your hymn, oh a protective wall, and it'll bleed and you'll feel pain, but it'll subside and the sensation is wonderful" Or so I heard, thought Anya. "Now a woman or man can also stimulate this area by either rubbing it, inserting their fingers, or licking it which is referred to as eating. I'll now show you."

Anya opened Sierra's legs and kneeled between them, spreadimg them wide and high apart for easier access. The Lone Wanderer lowered her hand to the moist lovehole, and dragged her finger along the slim slit, gathering the other woman's wetness. Anya moved back and then bent over completely, her ass pointed into the air.

The younger woman gently blew on Sierra's pussy, causing her to moan, "Oh my... "

Anya brought her hot mouth onto Sierra's hairless cunt, covering it completely. Her tongue made deep strokes along her pussy's entrance, making her fidget with excitement. The Lone Wanderer nudged her tongue inside the tight hole slightly, teasing the Nuka-Cola addict even more. Sierra moaned some more, her hands still groping her breasts, losing herself to the waves of pleasure that flooded her senses. Never before had she ever felt anything like it. Anya let go of Sierra's legs and pulled open her vagina. She peered down at her pink virginity, un-touched by man. The Kid from Vault 101 shoved her tongue in deep, thoroughly exploring the older woman's orifice.

"Oh..." Sierra gasped as Anya devoured her hole, drinking in her seeping fluids and playing with her inexperienced cunt. The Lone Wanderer brought Sierra to a soaring orgasm, probably the first of her life. "I'm peeing!" Sierra cried and Anya's waiting mouth was flooded with her woman's juices. "Ooooh wow...." The older woman said with a deep breath.

Anya sat up in bed and whipped her cum from her face. " That's an orgasm that you just experienced and you weren't peeing, you were cumming."

"It sure beats the sugar rush of a Nuka-Cola Quantum," stated Sierra. "But is there more?"

"Yes, there's a lot more," Anya said with a grin. "Want to give it a try?"

Sierra eagerly nodded her head as she came up onto her knees. Crawling toward the teenage girl, she reached out and placed a hesitant hand on her right breast.

"It's ok Sierra, don't be shy," Anya said with a smile, amused by Sierra's reaction.

The blonde hair woman ran her thumb over her erect nipple, her hands slowly caressing her soft flesh. She mirrored her actions on her other breasts, playing with them in his hands, watching them bobbled as he pulled on her nipples. Anya placed a hand on Sierra's chest and pushed her over onto her back. She straddled over her chest, facing the other way. The Lone Wanderer moved back over the blonde hair woman's face, her cunt hovering over her mouth, waiting.

"Practice what you've learned, Sierra," Anya instructed.

The older woman placed his hands on the teenager's outer thighs, her supple skin arousing her further. Cautiously she raised her mouth to her bald pussy, sticking his tongue out and gently pressing into her. Anya cooed in response as her hands couldn't help but go to her breasts. She cupping them in her palms and fingered her erect nipples. Sierra darted her tongue in and out of Anya's dripping pussy, her fingers holding open the pedals.

"Good, Sierra, but don't go so fast," Anya said, her hips unconsciously lowering onto Sierra's face even more.

The woman slowed her tongue and made wider, more gradual intrusions into the younger girl's cunt. A deep fire rose inside Anya, its intensity increasing with each flick of Sierra's tongue in her pussy. Gritting her teeth, the teenage girl gasped for air as the fire within her threatened to burst loose, yet she refused to let it control herself. She managed a few minutes longer, but soon her whole body was aching and calling for the eruption.

“Oh god! Oh my god, I can’t hold it!” Anya gasped. “Oh, I’m cumming! I’m cumming!”

She let out a high pitch shriek as the boiling love juices deep inside burst loose from her pussy and into Sierra’s waiting mouth. The Lone Wanderer’s spastic orgasm seemed to last for eternity, coating the older woman’s face with her hot, sticky honey. Sierra found it surprisingly pleasing and hungrily lapped it up with her tongue, savoring the taste. Gasping for air, Anya rolled over onto her side before leaning forward and pulled Sierra's head towards her mouth. With her tongue, she tasted her own juices on Sierra's lips, and they shared a passionate kiss. As their tongues danced mindlessly in a state of lustful grace, they’re hands were soon rubbing each other's bodies widely, each groping each other's pussies and slipping their fingers inside one another as their bodies pressed firmly into each others'. It wasn't long that their bodies shuddered again from another climax that left they both gasping for breath.

Laying there, Anya glanced over to Sierra and for the first time as she locked her eyes onto the blonde hair woman's body did she realize that Ronald wasn't kidding when he said that she was drop dead gorgeous which made her wonder if he wasn't peeking in on her when she was changing. Looking at her now, Anya was having second thoughts again, this time however it was about the last part of her plan on seeking revenge on Ronald. Originally if the woman wasn't pure than she teach her the joys of being with another woman with hopes that she would like it so much that she would refuse to screw him ever in favor of having a woman. But if was still pure, she decided that she was going to steal Sierra's virginity away from him. In her bag that was deposited next to the bed was a crudely fashion strap-on dildo that she had made utilizing some rubber tubing and , ironically, the neck portion of a Nuka-Cola bottle. Did she really want to take the woman's virginity just for the sake of revenge?

She was still wrestling with her decision when Sierra suddenly rolled off the bed saying, "I'm a bit thirsty. Want something to drink?"

"Yeah, sure," Anya said.

So deeply in thought that Anya didn't give an second thought to popping the cap off the bottle that Sierra gave her and drinking the sugar-flavor soda in her hands. It wasn't until she was lowering the bottle that she realized that it was glowing. Sierra had given her a Nuka-Cola Quantum, the one with the mild radioactive isotopes added.

"Good, huh?" Sierrra said. "'For you can't resist the taste that'll blow up in your face' like Ronald always says. Hey, what's this?"

Anya glance over to see Sierra reaching down over the edge of the bed and when she came back up she was holding the make-shift dildo that she had made.

"Looks like a penis that you were telling me about?" comment Sierra. Then her eyes flashed open and a smile crossed her face. "Am I going to get fucked now?"

Seeing the excitement in her voice, Anya let out a long sigh and smiled while nodding her head. "Yeah, you're going to get fucked by me now."

Well at least it'll mean something to her instead of losing it to that prick Ronald, she thought as took the device from Sierra. Standing up from the bed, she lifted up her right leg and slide one end of the strap around her leg and up to her hips. Repeating the process in the other side, Anya tugged the strap-on tight around her crotch and stroked the shaft a few times to make sure it was secured.

"I need you to lay on your back towards me with your legs off the edge and put a pillow underneath your hips to prop yourself up some more," said Anya

Sierra quickly complied with Anya's orders and spread her legs wide apart showing off her glistening slit to Anya. "Okay, I'm ready to get fucked."

Anya took one last deep breath as she strolled up in front of Sierra's spread eagle legs. Holding the rubbery shaft in one hand, she slowly pushed the head of the black dildo into the woman, her pussy incredibly tight, as she never had sex before. Sierra bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut as she felt the artificial cock enter into her. Slowly the young teenage girl moved the device into her, surprised that she could feel the tip of the device coming up against her hymen. Sierra took a deep breath and held it as Anya pulled out and then pushed forward hard, breaking through. Sierra exhaled with a squeak but kept herself under control as the cold rubber shaft pierced her hyman.

Anya withdrew, smearing Sierra's blood across the edge of the bed and onto the floor. Apparently she was going to be a heavy bleeder until her pussy got a bit looser. "Now I'm going to go steady and not too fast or hard yet," Anya stated. "Also, when you're ready, start to move onto my thrusts and move away as I pull out. That why we both do half the work."

As Anya continued to shove more and more of the rubber black dildo into Sierra with each thrust, the woman started to feel the pleasure build and her muscles relax. She started to lean back into the thrusts now, taking in more and more.

"Oooohh…" Sierra moaned in pleasure, "This feels so good. Fuck me, please."

Sierra was meeting Anya's thrusts harder now; making slapping noises that turned her on even more. Sierra looked up and saw Anya shoving three fingers in and out of her cunt, her face was full of passion, and the blonde hair woman decided she should return a favor. Anya's head was back and her eyes were closed, oblivious to the Sierra's advancements. Suddenly she felt a hand take hers from her vagina. The Lone Wanderer looked down and saw Sierra licking her wet fingers, tasting her juices.

Anya was about to say something but Sierra looked up at her, "I love that sweet taste of you…" and then leaned forward again to shove her digits into Anya's dripping mound.

"Oooh…. Sierra…" Anya moaned, feeling the woman's fingers driving deeper and deeper into her until it was pushing up against her own hyman. Anya fondled her tits with her free hand, pinching her nipples, as she was sent closer and closer to an orgasm. "Oh yes... good, Sierra..."

"Fuck me, fuck me," screamed Sierra as she drove her hips harder to met each thrust from Anya's hips.

They both screamed in unison, their tunnels clenching down on the probing objects, coating them with hot sticky pussy nectar. Their screams of orgasm drown out the crash of the dwelling's door as Ronald burst in, sawed-off shotgun at the ready. Dogmeat was up in a flash, coming between him and the two women baring his teeth as Anya gasped at seeing him while Sierra gave him a hearty wave.

"Hiya, Ronald. Anya was teaching me everything there is to being fucked. Why don't you join us?"

Ronald's eyes went from Sierra's spread eagle region to the strap-on dildo that was covered in cum and blood and then up to Anya. "You fucking cunt bitch. That was mine," he growled as he took a threatening step towards her.

Anya scrambled to undo the strap-on device as she backpedal away, but Sierra was quickly on her feet and was between Ronald and Dogmeat before the dog could pounce on him to protect Anya. He let out a howl as Sierra grabbed his crotch area in her hand and tugged him over towards the bed.

"Come on, Ronald, you always wanted to 'butter my muffin' and I want that cock of yours," Sierra exclaimed as she hurriedly tore at the fasteners of his trousers.

As the blonde hair woman gripped his shaft and started to stroke it to life while lowering her head towards it, Anya didn't bother to wait around and see if he would give her any thanks for teaching Sierra the ropes or still try to kill her. Hustling over to the side of the bed, she gathered up her clothes and items and ran naked out of the dwelling into the night with Dogmeat bringing up the rear. She ran for a good distance back to the abandon garage that she found, hustled in and slammed the door behind her.

Glancing down at Dogmeat, she said, "You know what? Remind me never, ever get involved in a crazy three way love triangle. Okay?"

Dogmeat barked in agreement as Anya slowly started to redress even though a majority of her body was covered with dried female spunk that gave off a sour type of smell. Not like she could do anything about it since water was a scarcity item out in the Wastes and nine times out of ten it was irradiated and not fit for consummation or even to bathe in it without picking up ionized particle radiation. As she was thinking of water she then realized that her throat was dry and sore which might she was getting dehydrated which, out in the Wastes, might almost certain death.

"Damn am I thirsty, how about you, boy?" asked Anya which Dogmeat bark. Grabbing her pack, she started to riffle through the contents and only managed to find a half of bottle of purified water and, to her surprise, a bottle of Nuka-Cola Quantum that Sierra must've forgotten to take out. Great, all we got left is a half of water and a glow-in-the-dark soda. Could my night possibly get any worse, she thought as she held up the two liquid drinks to show Dogmeat. "Okay, boy, I'll let you decide which you want. The cool, refreshing purified water or the Make-Your-Pee-Glow-in-the-Dark soda?"

The four legged cannie barked once as he fixed his eyes on the water and wagged his tail.

"Figures," muttered Anya as she grabbed a dusty bowl from the ground, blew it out, and poured the water into it for Dogmeat.

Anya watched as Dogmeat slurp down the water quickly from the bowl before she turned her attention to the glowing bottle she held in her hands. Taking a deep breath, she pop the cap off the glowing bottle and took a long pull, her face contorting from the awful taste of the carbonated beverage. She hadn't realized at first back when she first took her first few pulls from the one that Sierra had offered her how bad it tasted at the time since her mind was preoccupied on other thoughts, now it was a different story as she forced herself to finish downing the last of the glowing liquid.

"Oh God that's disgusting," she muttered as she tossed the bottle off into the corner. "Come on, let's get some shut eye. Tomorrow we'll blow this place and go back to Megaton for a breather."

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Her eyes shot open to be greeted still by pitch darkness as a dull pain throbbed in her lower regions. It wasn't a painful throbbing sensation that indicated that something was wrong, but more of a reminding pain that something inside of her was expanding to the bursting point and had to be released. Cursing, she flick on her Pip-Boy light, casting an eerie green light hue that illuminated the interior of the garage as she tried to stand up and only found that she could only straighten into a hunch over stance. God I got a pee, she thought as she grabbed her rifle and hobbled over to the door. Turning off the light, she stepped outside to see that it was still dark out and gritted her teeth as she staggered away from the entrance and around the corner to a group of sickly looking scrub brushes.

Normally when she had to urinate she would try to go at least fifty meters from her holed up place so the odor that could be smelled by nearby predators that could come calling, looking for an unsuspecting prey, would find only empty hand-outs instead of extremely edible and slumbering Anya. But the pain was starting to get unbearable that she dropped her trousers and squatted barely few meters from the garage's entrance. Once her garments where clear, she relaxed her pelvic muscles that had been constricting to keep the liquid from being prematurely expelled from her body, and a long line of urine exploded from her urethral opening. Anya sighed in relief as the pain started to subside and it was then that she noticed that her urine flow, which was normally a yellowish tint in color, was in fact a light bluish tint and that was glowing. For a brief moment she started to panic until she remembered that Sierra had informed her that it was one of the side effects of the Nuka-Cola Quantum's mild isotopes.

As she watched the glowing urine being expelled from her body, Anya couldn't help but chuckle at the thought of it. "Glowing pee," she muttered.

But her smile faded when she heard a what sounded like a rock being kicked off to her right. Cursing she went to stand up and then realized that she was still in fact peeing. Jesus Christ, this fucking glowing is going to get me killed. Fuck, can't it stop, she thought as she tried pinching off the stream but to no avail. Grabbing her rifle, she brought it up and took aim in the general direction that the sound came from hoping that it wasn't a Yao Guai or a Radscorpion.

"I thought I would find you here," a voice called out in the darkness. "You should really be careful where you piss after drinking that glowing crap. Kindva gives your position away at night, don't you agree?"

Anya didn't lower her rifle as Ronald appeared out of the darkness, his hands open by his side indicating that he was unarmed and didn't pose a threat. "That's far enough. What do you want?"

"How about you finish up doing what you're doing first," he replied. "A bit awkward to be talking when someone is undress from the waist down unless they have other ideas in mind."

Glaring at him but knowing that it was indeed an awkward situation, which she seemed to finding herself in more and more these days, Anya finished up her business before pulling up her garments and refastening them.

"What do you want?" she asked again as she straighten up.

"Two things. First, I want to thank you for what you did. The lessons that you gave Sierra turned my woman into a sex-crazed animal, boy I tell you she drank my fluids dry, I don't even think I got anything left after what she did to me," he said with a grin.

That's not what I had in mind when I did it but if she's too stupid to see you for what you really are then you're more than welcome to keep her, she thought. "And the second?"

"I don't ever want to see you around her again unless your dropping off soda for her."

"Believe me when I say you don't have to worry about me getting between you and your woman anymore."

Ronald nodded his head in agreement. "That's good to hear. Glad we can see eye-to-eye on the matter. Oh and one more thing, you're even better looking naked than Sierra. If you ever want a threesome, swing on by and I'll be more than happy drive you crazy."

"I'll keep in mind," Anya replied.

Even in the darkest she saw him flash her a wink before turning to walk away and for a brief second Anya got the temptation of emptying the clip into the smug bastard's back. But she let it pass as she lowered her rifle while shaking her head; he wasn't worth becoming a cold-blooded murderer over. Boy did she have some stories to tell Lucy, Moira, and Nova about when she got back to Megaton, but then again maybe she could keep what had happen the last few weeks to herself, after all she didn't want those details reaching the airwaves of Galaxy News Radio. What a crazy, fucked up world I live in now, Anya thought to herself as she made her way back inside.


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