Vault 69

It was 11 AM on October 23, 2077. And the new residents of Vault 69 had just evacuated in time. Everyone on the list made it in when the big Vault doors closed. Will was still at the front entrance. As soon as he made it inside, one of the security guards reached out to him, asking for his help with some things out of reach. Assuming he was the first guy over six feet to enter, being 6'1, he didn't think much of it. That or, so far, he only saw Female guards. So he did as asked and pulled down crates that were in peculiar locations. It's like they were shoving them anywhere.

Once done, he noticed the crates had "pip-boy" on them. A Mr. Handy was stacking the crates onto a lift. That was when the big Vault door closed and locked loudly; Will covered his ears. A few moments after it was in place, Will heard a muffled rumbling sound beyond the door. Sounds like they had just made it. He felt in a trance, standing and listening to everything they knew be destroyed. It took until the rumbling was gone for him to get control again. He turned back to the guards and spoke.

"I guess I will drop my stuff off at the guy's side."

One of the guards stopped him before speaking and motioning to the main hallway.

"Looking at the time, the Overseer is about to call everyone to the atrium for a meeting. At this point, it would be better to walk with us there. Then you can drop your stuff off after. Shouldn't be that long."

With a slight shrug and no real reason to think against it, Will decided to travel with the group of guards and robot. They chatted as they walked, and the new Vault dweller hoped to get this done soon. He had a decent social battery, but he was an introvert through and through. He was halfway down at that point.

Along the way, he heard an announcement over the intercom about coming to the atrium for a meeting. They were not kidding. That was when more people entered the hallway and went to the atrium. Will only noticed that they were all just as confused as he was. Some were still coming to terms with the entire situation. One woman stopped in the hallway, muttering about how everything was gone. Will stopped to see if she needed anything. But a guard was already by her side. They rubbed her back a few times, then gently grabbed her arm. They then urged her to move. She never looked up, but she did move.

That was when they reached the atrium. Their group was the last, filling in the back. The Guards took their positions on the back wall, and the Mr. Handy pushed the lift through a walkway between two seating areas. At the other end of the atrium was a stand. On the stand were two women in the blue jumpsuit; the shorter, bustier one was just a jumpsuit. Meanwhile, the taller, leaner one was decked out in security gear. Their helmet tucked under her arm. Seeing the last of the people arriving, the lights overhead dimmed, and a spotlight lit up the stand.

The woman in the jumpsuit cleared her throat and introduced herself as the Overseer of the Vault, and To refer to her as Miss Overseer or her name Adriana, and introduced the woman next to her as the head of Security. She explains to the group that they have been chosen to survive for the rest of America. And how they will start their lives as Vault Dwellers. Everyone would pick up a jumpsuit and Pipboy when the meeting was over. After that, another spotlight appeared, this time on the stack of crates Will had helped get down.

That was when a guard walked up to the stand and the Overseer's side--whispering something into her ear. At that point, there were also murmurings among the crowd. The Overseer took a grim expression. She then cleared her voice to get everyone's attention before speaking.

"I regretfully inform everyone that the men's wing of the Vault has been lost. It seems there was a sealant issue, and it was overwhelmed with radiation. My thoughts to everyone who just lost more. But please remember that we need to be stronger to survive for them. I lost close friends in the male security force. I know how you are feeling right now."

That was when one of the women in the crowd yelled out.

"What is the point?!? No future for a Vault of just women!"

That was when one of the guards behind Will, one of the women he helped, yelled out.

"We at least have one!"

Before Will could realize what was happening, still processing being the last guy. He was being pushed up to the front by the guard. Luckily, he didn't trip with all the room's eyes on him. The women have a mix of fear, confusion, and sorrow as the situation hits them.

The Overseer crossed over the stand to stand next to Will. She crossed her arms before speaking.

"What is your name?"

Looking back up, he replied. "Will."

She continued her questions. "Do you understand the situation? And what will be expected of you?"

Will let out a sigh before answering. "I guess whatever is needed."

That appeased the Overseer for the time being. She nodded her head before talking again.

"Please meet me in my office after this." A nod back was all she needed

She looked back to the group and spoke.

"New Dwellers of Vault 69. This Vault has been designed to make our lives here manageable. So that we will survive for the world, take all the time you need to mourn. But when you are ready, remember that we make the future here. Please make sure to grab your Pipboy before leaving. It will have all of the important keys to allow you into the various features of the Vault. Also, as for the Jumpsuits, you don't want to lock yourself out of your room. We will give you a few days, and you are not expected to get rid of your old clothes. But we do want to promote a community here. The sooner, the better, but you have time."

She motioned to the crates of Pip boys, and one of the Guards could be heard.

"Single file line, please."

Because Will was already at the front, he received his Pipboy first. He watched as the Overseer left the room. And after a few moments, he followed her out. It was an exciting walk, mainly stairs until he reached her office. One of the Guards opened the door for him. He stepped inside and saw the Overseer looking through a circular window that gave her a view of the atrium. She turned to face him, and being closer, he finally got a clear view of her. The Overseer was White, 5'10, with green eyes, light brown hair down to her rear, and a lean body. Her larger breasts were also fighting against the jumpsuit.

He could hear the Overseer speak. "Come to my desk."

The two crossed the distance. Adrijana sits at her desk, and Will sits in a chair in front of it. That was when she continued to talk.

"What was that, I guess? We are in a situation where people can't see us in doubt about anything."

With a confused look, Will replied. "I'm simply not sure. You are asking me something vague. I understand the base: people need kids to have a future. But that doesn't explain how you want to do this. And I don't want to force anyone mourning, not wanting kids, or not into guys to make themselves sick to do this."

As he spoke, the woman across from him had a weird expression.

The woman let out a sigh before looking around. Making sure it was just them.

"Can I get you to swear to secrecy about something to do with the Vault?"

Expecting it was something about the Vault having some resource issues. It made sense to him since they had just lost an entire wing. Will gave a confused nod.

"Yes?"

She glared at him before talking. "Say you swear."

Without thinking, he goes. "Okay, I swear I'll keep it to myself."

She let out another sigh. This one almost felt like she was releasing all her oxygen and looking over Will. It was like she was making sure he was being honest or something. Once done, she clasped her hands on the desk before her.

"Vault 69 is a special kind of Vault." She stared into his eyes as she spoke. "Vault-Tec has a plan that I have been informed of. You will be expected to impregnate as many people as possible in the Vault. This is for fundamental data and to keep our numbers up. Originally, we would aim you in the right direction and let you go at your own pace. However, with you being unconvinced of the need in this situation and being the acting Overseer, It is my job to inform you that it is your duty to Vault-Tec and Humanity as a whole to commit to this. Part of the original plan was that all staff members would be open to you if asked. But with the uncertainty, they will be part of the deal to convince you to do this. What are your thoughts so far?"

Will was still processing what was going on. He crossed his arms and stared blankly, trying to figure out the situation. Vault-Tec has a grand plan. He had seen the other men enter the Vault, so he knew their deaths were legitimate and that Vault-Tec seemed to be willing to kill many people for whatever it was that they were doing. But he also knew they couldn't do it without him, which is why they were trying to negotiate. All he could do was try to get some information and hopefully make things easier on the Vault Dwellers. The how was the hard part. He thought of a handful of questions that should be fine.

He locked eyes with the Overseer before speaking.

"I have a few questions first."

Seemingly not expecting her to give a nod. "Ask away."

Will cleared his throat before asking. "First off, why me?"

"After all the evaluations and background checks, you seemed most agreeable to the situation. Other candidates had religious issues, being assholes or a select handful that turned out very creepy. We saw you won't expend much effort on helping people, but you will try. Then add that you are brave enough to accept what most men dream of."

She pulls out a folder. "Granted, you suck at explaining things." The Overseer finished.

Not expecting that answer, he wondered how many candidates they had gone through. He realized this weird situation was the only reason he had survived the world's end. It was something challenging to wrap his brain around. He pushed that thought out of the way and asked the following question.

"What is going to happen to the women down here? Expect them to do jobs while pregnant? Some can do that easily enough, but an equal amount would be useless."

The Overseer took on a weird expression before answering.

"We are not expecting people to work pregnant. We are not monsters. We were given a sizable number of robots, mainly Mr Handy units. We have enough robots and spare parts to cover what the Vault needs. The jobs are more to keep people busy."

She took a more perverted pride smirk before continuing.

"I pulled many thick strings to make my Vault probably the best one. Nothing less for myself and my Dwellers."

That was definitely an answer. And it answered his next question. The people here were going to be okay. And with her requirements for her quality of life. That meant, through secondhand, the rest of the folks would be getting an equal quality of life. So they would at least be taken care of. He would have to keep an eye out to make sure they do. That meant his last question.

"You were talking about staff being options. What all staff would that be? Who are not robots?"

The Overseer was ready for this one. She quickly answered.

"Some of the Clinic staff, some of the cooks, some of the Spa staff."

' There is a spa?' Will thought.

She continued. "Then all of the security are people."

The new Dweller gave the Overseer a final question.

"And the Overseer, too?"

That perverted grin from before returned.

"Yes, I am an option as well. Were you wanting me to bend over my desk and let you have your way with me? Is that what it will take for you to go along with the plan? I am sure we can work something out."

Adrijana winked at Will after speaking. She then pulled the zipper of her jumpsuit down far enough to reveal a lot of cleavage before continuing.

"Do you want to take me against the atrium window? For all to see you claiming me. My F Cups pressed against the glass."

Everything she said was having a hardening effect on the poor guy.

She wasn't playing fair, and she knew it. With all the blood rushing southward, his thinking was hindered. He went to speak, but Adrijana, with her hand still on the zipper, started to bounce her breasts with that hand. A very smug smirk was on her face before speaking.

"What was that?"

Will was finally able to get the word out. "You have a deal."

She has a predatory grin. "Glad to hear it. You-"

Before she could continue, the new Dweller spoke up.

"So, are you going to bend over this desk, or am I bending you over?"

Adrijana's grin never left. "Glad to see you're willing to take control of things. Would you just accept me not doing it? You will need to keep the mindset."

The Overseer stood up and walked around the desk to Will's side. Instead of getting on her desk, she gets on her knees instead. She spoke before he could question it.

"We both know you are hard and ready. But I am not. Getting your friend down here lubed up."

She then pulled his fully hard member from his pants. It wasn't the longest but the thickest she had seen. And she grinned at the dick, already imagining what was coming.

Grabbing the member's base, she started to lick it from base to head. She was making long, slow licks with each one, keeping her eyes locked with Will's. It was already affecting him--the feeling of her tongue dragging along his member. The new Dweller had an idea, and he decided to try it. He moved his hands onto her head, getting a grip. Before Adrijana could question what he was doing, he was forcing her head down on his cock. All she could do was let out a surprised gag as the head of the cock immediately reached her throat. Without giving her any time to adjust, the new Dweller was using her hair to bounce her head on his cock. It seems she was used to this kind of treatment. Soon enough, she was wrapping her lips around his member and sucking along with the bounces.

This continued until Will was sure his member was excellent and wet. Also, with her enjoyment of the treatment, he was sure that she was wet at that point as well. Pulling her head from his cock, the Overseer was breathing heavily against his member. She felt herself being moved, and the new Dweller picked Adrijana up, bending her over her desk. Her large F Cups were squished against. And her ass was peeking through the jumpsuit. The zipper had been pulled all of the way back. She was giving him easy access to both of her holes. He started to think over a couple of things, realizing that the Overseer had never said which hole, and this could be the last time he was allowed non-breeding intended sex. He quickly decided.

Slapping the woman's ass, he pushed his member into her cunt. Halfway in one thrust. Adrijana let out a low moan from the thick invader. Grabbing her hips, he started to thrust inside of the Overseer. Getting deeper with each thrust, soon, he was bottoming out repeatedly inside of her. The woman continued to moan with each thrust. She moved her legs mid-thrusts up onto the desk. Getting into a face-down ass-up position. She started to slam her ass back against his thrusts. Making herself moan even louder from the thrusting. She felt something weird behind her, and soon Will's thumb was pushing inside of her ass as he thrust. She let out a groan but didn't stop him. The new Dweller slapped her ass roughly, gaining a surprised yelp from her.

After a bit, he stopped and held her hips in place; the Overseer had the most confused look on her face. He could feel her getting annoyed as his member pulled free. But it wasn't away for long. He teased the well-lubed member against her loosened ass. She seemed to understand where this was going, but before she could get anything out. Half of the cock was buried in her ass. Adrijana saw stars as the thick invader took her ass. All she could do was close her mouth. But not once did she try to pull away. She switched to deep breathing through the nose as Will made small thrusts until his member was bottoming out with each thrust. The woman just let her head rest against the excellent desk. With her ass now adjusted, the new Dweller started to thrust hard enough to bounce the woman into the desk.

This continued for about fifteen fantastic minutes of sodomizing the Overseer. At some point, she had gotten enough control back to thrust her ass back against him again. It was an exciting feeling to have someone that responsive to anal--slamming his hips back to meet hers. Soon enough, though, the telltale signs of the end were coming. His body tensed up as he thrust wildly into her ass. He was getting a loud, continuous groan from the woman before bottoming out inside of her ass. His member pulsed with each load shot inside of her. Adrijana moaning with each pulse. Unknown to Will, she had been rubbing her clit with one hand and pinching her nipple with the other. And that was able to push her over the edge as well. Clenching on his cock with a light scream. Once she was done, she dropped onto the desk. Cock still in her ass.

After a few moments, their brains reset, Will pulled back and watched the fantastic view of his cum leaking out of her ass. He reached out to give a light swat to her ass.

"Need help?"

He asked. The Overseer replied without looking at him.

"Limbs asleep."

With a dumb grin, the new Dweller helped Adrijana get back into her jumpsuit on her desk, having to roll her over. He gave up at her breasts. He then eased her into her chair. All the while, she was stretching her limbs and digits. Trying to get the feeling back into them.

"That happened before?"

Will questioned. She gave a perverted smirk before replying.

"The shape of the desk sucks. I was trying not to fall off. So my limbs took the brunt of it."

Will couldn't help but chuckle at that. It seems the Semicircle desk struck again.

The Overseer doesn't bother to zip the jumpsuit over her breasts, leaving them out on display. She rolls her shoulder as she speaks.

"Our deal is complete. Why are you still in my office? Don't you have a Vault to impregnate?"

Will shrugged and motioned to the door before speaking.

"The men's wing of the Vault is essentially gone. Where are you expecting me to stay?"

With a slight but intimidating grin, she replied.

"I can assure you we already have something ready."

Of course, they did. They had planned it. She continued.

"I will have a member of Security take you to your room. Afterward, I recommend you learn how to use the navigation feature on the pip-boy to find your way around."

With a nod, Will waited for the guard.

A moment later, another woman entered the office. What he could see through the blue jumpsuit and security gear was a white, 5'10, lean-body woman. Her black hair was tied up to fit under the helmet. She had blue eyes and breasts that were straining against her equipment. Making Will think they were about the same size as the Overseer's. She spoke with a slight Slavic accent as she introduced herself.

"My name is Xandra. I have been assigned to you."

The new Dweller looked back to the woman at the desk and asked.

"Assigned to me?"

Adrijana quickly answered. "Yes, assigned to you. As far as the Vault knows, you are the last man on earth. So, she is assigned to keep you safe. You two will be sharing a living space. Any problems with that?"

Will shook his head. "Then get going." She finished.

Xandra led Will through the Vault to the living quarters. Luckily, he only had a backpack and duffle bag, which was what was left of the world before. After a bit of walking, they arrived. It was a bit to the side, out of the way. So people would have to go there specifically. They opened the door, and it was much bigger than expected. It had a decently sized, fully furnished living room. Exploring the place, he found a small mixed kitchen and dining room--two bedrooms with their bathrooms. One was a full size, and the other was a king size. Will assumed he knew what they were expecting with a bed that big. He set his belongings down and unpacked. He could see Xandra in the living room; her helmet was off, and she was untying her hair and running her fingers through it. It was long enough to reach her lower back.

Will decided to learn about the new housemate. He walked out and crossed his arms before speaking.

"I'd introduce myself, but you probably know everything about me. Tell me about yourself then."

The guard was getting tangles out as she replied.

"Not much to say. You don't need to know my life story to do your job. You have a terminal in your room if you want information about anyone. It works like a normal terminal so that you can use it for whatever, but it has restricted, limited eyes only of information of 999 women in it. And I can promise you this: it is very personal."

That was when she grabbed a pamphlet on the coffee table and handed it to Will. Looking through it, he learned it was a Vault-Tec introduction. Explaining what life in the Vault will be like. Duties and jobs. On the back was a list of special features of Vault 69. A few looked normal, like a Gym and a Library. But then there were things like a Spa. The Overseer went to great lengths to keep her quality of life. It also told people what code to set in to have the Pipboy navigations set in so that it could direct them there.

It was hard to believe, but that was life from then on. Before he could question Xandra anymore, she left for the kitchen. Left alone, the new Dweller noticed something written on the pamphlet in the project folder. He entered his room and sat at the terminal with nothing else to do. He was booting and looking through it. He found the project folder. Opening it was a file with a lot of stuff blacked out. What he could see talked about things to be done that make the project fully active. Whatever the thing was, it was blacked out. All he knew was to wait a week to see it in effect. And how some of the gathered information could end up obsolete. The Vault has ways to update the information on its own. Whatever that meant. From what he could see, it would also affect the staff. Not just the dwellers. So it will be interesting to see what the Overseer is okay with happening to her. Granted, she might not even know.

With that, Will decided to see what Xandra meant. He found a few other folders in the information part of the process folder. One said Security. He opened it and found a list of names alphabetized. Selecting Xandra, his eyes lit up. This was in-depth information of their proportions and notes about the person. Xandra had F Cups like the Overseer. She also likes to sleep in just her underwear, even out of her room and is a lightweight to alcohol. That was when he got to the special section. He had to rub his eyes to ensure he read it correctly. If he were drinking something, the Dweller would have spat it out in surprise. It gave her sexual preferences. It's like being choked. Sex while asleep. Sex that wakes her up. And preferring Anal over vaginal, to name a few. He quickly closed out, rubbing his eyes as he tried to process all this. Some pervs in Vault Tec. The folder he ended up in seemed to be the main subfolder. And there were six choices. One was for staff, one for Security, and the last four were the alphabet split into four groups. He assumed anyone not in Security or staff would be in those separated by their first name because that was how he found Xandra.

With nothing else to do, he waited for a week to pass. He was going through the motions of his new life. There were some expected but not expected changes as well. More and more people switching to the Jumpsuits was a simple and expected change. What was different was how everyone, including himself, was changing. All of the women, if chubby, became more lean. And if lean became thicker. His light chub was gone. But the most significant and most obvious change was that all of was every woman's boobs had gotten a size larger. He didn't believe it at first, just thinking something was off. But that morning, when checking the terminal, he saw that the Overseer and Xandra were now both G Cups. His member had grown a bit, too. The only thing he could imagine doing so much so fast is some chem in the food and water. He wondered if it was in the water they used for hygiene and the pool. At that point, if the crops started to grow boobs, he wouldn't be surprised. It was weird that he seemed to be the only one who noticed it unless the women were not talking about it.

He turned off the terminal and left his room, planning on asking the Overseer about this. But what he saw in the living room stopped him. Xandra was on her back, sprawled out, on the couch. Out cold. And the only thing she was wearing was a pair of tiny panties. What he would guess as a G String with how little it covered. Her G Cups were fully out. And it must have been cold because her nipples were hard. That was when he remembered the notes about Xandra. She would not only mind getting fucked right now, she would enjoy it. That was how he convinced himself to do it. Reminding himself a few times that she would enjoy it. As he unzipped his jumpsuit, the Dweller hoped the information was correct. Otherwise, his life in the Vault is going to suck. But at least this should be a safer one to experiment with. Hopefully, at least.

Closing the distance between them, he pulled his already painfully hard member free. Will reached out and started to squeeze the nearest tit. He quickly stopped as Xandra made a slight noise. But after seeing that she didn't wake up, the Dweller returned to groping the busty guard. All the while, he has been rubbing the head of his hot member against her very cool breast. It was an exciting feeling. Xandra was cooing in her sleep. That was when his horny brain had an idea. Grabbing the base of his dick, the Dweller slapped it against her ample breast. It made a surprisingly satisfying sound and jiggle from the tit. He did it a few more times. The last one hit her nipple, getting a sleepy yelp from the guard.

It was time to fuck those amazing tits. Will moved to straddle Xandra. He was moving cautiously to keep her from waking up. Grabbing his dick, he set it on the Guards chest, between her tits. Taking a heavy globe in each hand, the Dweller pressed them around his member. One hell of a new sensation. Her cool and soft body and tits almost fully engulfed his very warm and hard member. Would have to fuck them dry, sadly. Holding her tits down with his palms, Will started to thrust between her fat tits. Each other thrust made his hands rub against Xandra's nipples, getting sleep-filled moans from the guard. A part of his horny brain convinced the Dweller to switch to holding her tits in place by pinching her nipples and pressing down. That pulled more moans from the still-asleep Xandra.

About five minutes later, he wasn't any closer to finishing. He couldn't bring himself to get too rough with her tits in case she woke up. So, it was time for the main event. He was releasing Xandra's breasts and getting off of her, moving to the other side of the couch, where her legs were. He was slightly surprised after sitting down and moving the underwear to the side. Thinking that he wouldn't be able to fuck her ass because of the guard being asleep. She was pretty turned on, and being on her back, it only had one place to go. So, she was already a bit pre-lubed. So, using a couple of fingers, the Dweller loosened up her rear hole. Cautiously making sure it was ready for his dick. The guard was releasing sleep-filled groans the entire time.

Once her ass was good and prepared, the Dweller pulled his fingers free. Pressing the head of his cock at the entrance to her ass. Pushing inside of the sleeping guard, her ass offered no resistance. Welcoming his cock as it reached more profound. Until his balls pressed against the entrance and the invader was fully inside of her. Xandra released an open-mouthed continuous moan until he stopped at her depths. Her legs were now lifted over his lap. Laying out on either side of Will. Giving the guard's ass a moment to adjust, the Dweller started to thrust into her. He started slow but quickly picked up the pace to the point of Xandras G Cups bouncing with each impact. She was moaning with each effect as well.

This went on for about twenty minutes. Twenty minutes of sodomizing the sleeping Guard. At some point, his horny brain convinced Will to rub Xandras' clit and to take her ass harder. Soon enough, he was thrusting wildly, with his climax coming soon. Xandra seemed to be a moaning mess, but she was still asleep. Then Will pulled her down to the base of his cock. His member twitched as it released shot after shot of cum in her ass. At the same time, Xandra was cumming hard. Their body tensed as she clenched around the cock that was filling her up. Once the two were done cumming and Will's brain reset, he pulled out of her ass. He was still fully hard and ready. That first load seemed to have filled up her ass on its own. He assumed that whatever was in his system was making him this way.

Seeing the bottle of vodka next to the couch, it was clear that she drank enough to put herself out for good for a time. This means he can use Xandra to try to get satisfied. And he could be pretty rough with her. Testing it out, Will pushed her legs back against her body, over the Guards tits. She was giving them a very satisfying squish. The Dwellers' hands pinned Xandras' ankles next to her head. She showed no signs of waking up. So it was time to have some fun.

Moving his hips into position, the Dweller was able to push his cock into her very wet cunt. He accidentally buried himself in one thrust because of the lack of resistance. Xandra only released a deep moan as she was filled. She was surprisingly tight, and Will wondered if that was Xandra or the chem in action. And with that, he started to thrust down into the guard. He was enjoying the view of her tits as he thrust. Xandra was moaning gently from the fucking.

Soon enough, he was thrusting harder into the guard. With her giant tits pinned, they were only able to jiggle instead of bouncing with every impact. It was less satisfying to the eyes. But now Xandra was a babbling mess. Due to the head of his cock hitting against her cervix in that position. It was probably the best position for breeding. Moving so that he can pin her legs in place with a single hand allows the Dweller to squeeze and grope one of the guard's breasts.

This has been going on for about fifteen minutes. At some point, the Dweller began to slam down into the guard. This caused the dick to slam against her cervix repeatedly. They were bringing Xandra into a moaning mess. Her body tensed up as she came hard. She was clenching tightly around the invader inside of her. This pushed Will over the edge. He bottomed inside of her, and his member twitched with every shot of cum being unloaded inside of Xandra. The guard let out a moan for every twitch.

Not needing much time to reset, he pulled out of Xandra and let her lay back out. Watching as the cum leaked out and connected to the cum leaking out of her ass. It was a very erotic look. And to his surprise. Xandra was still asleep, and he was still fully hard. It hadn't gone down at all. This was starting to feel ridiculous to the Dweller. Two big loads and he was still fully ready. Also, it was clear that nothing he would do would wake Xandra up. So he decided to let loose.

She was moving Xandra's sleeping form so that her head was hanging off the side. Will slaps her face with his member repeatedly. It was oddly erotic, knowing she couldn't stop him. But assuming post-nut clarity would eventually clear things up. One hand moved to bounce one of her breasts as he covered Xandra's face in his scent. It was a new but exciting thing for the Dweller. A finger grazing against a nipple made the guard moan against his member.

With the foreplay done, the Dweller angled her head down. Allowing Will to push his cock into her mouth. It was at a different angle than what would usually be done. But it would allow for a straighter entrance to the mouth mouth for easier throat fucking. He had the time, the horny and willing participant. It was the best chance he would have to test it. So Will started to thrust into Xandra's mouth. Facefucking the Guard. Xandra was releasing muffled moans from the thrusting.

The guard's head stayed in place as he thrust. Will was able to freely grope and play with the G Cups as he throat fucked Xandra. Her muffled moans turned into muffled gulks on his cock. It felt and sounded amazing. Also, now and then, he would pinch a nipple, and she would gag on it. Will closed his eyes to enjoy the gulk gulk gulk gulking on his cock. Squeezing and bouncing her soft breasts.

This went on for about ten minutes. Will throatfucked Xandra, getting faster as it continued. To the point that he was slamming into her mouth while continuously pinching her nipples. That caused Xandra to become a moaning and gulking mess around the cock fucking her throat. Will's body then started to tense up, and he bottomed out in Xandra's mouth. Twitching with every shot of cum going down her throat. Luckily, he didn't have to worry about her swallowing. But he was sure she wouldn't be hungry anytime soon. Once done, Will realized that his assault on Xandra's nipples had made her cum as well.

Pulling free from her mouth. He was met with the erotic sight of a strand of cum connecting his member to her mouth. And then the same surprise. It had to be some setup. He was still fully hard, and Xandra was still asleep. Will was starting to think there were knockout chems in the alcohol. With the blood still staying south, that was the head that was still in control, with the dick still making the decisions and Xandra still asleep. It was time to continue.

Moving the still sleeping guard back on her back on the couch. Her large G Cups were splayed out again. It was time to claim those tits truly. Since she would sleep through it, he could take them as hard as he wanted. Straddling Xandra again, he set his spit-covered cock on her chest. Grabbing her soft breasts, he pressed them together against his member. It was a fantastic mix of slick, smooth, and cool around his cock. All with added pressure from holding her tits against his cock. He started to bounce her tits on his cock. Enjoying the view and the sensation. Xandra was giving soft coos as her breasts were being bounced.

After a bit, it was time for the real deal. Will stopped bouncing Xandra's breasts on his cock. Instead, he held them in place and started to thrust between the G Cups. It was an equally wonderful sight and sensation. Her extensive and soft tits almost wholly engulfed his cock. Only the head was peeking through. Disappointed he couldn't have her suck the head as he titfucked her, Will started to thrust between his tits faster and more wildly. The way he was holding her tits in place caused her nipples to be rubbed roughly. Causing Xandra to moan, she grabbed the arm of the couch while she was asleep. That is when the Dweller had an idea--moving the sleeping girl up so her head was against the arm. Her head was now at an angle. And his thrusting put the head of his cock into her mouth. Making her moans muffled every time the member reached.

This continued for about ten minutes. Will fucking Xandra's tits roughly and the head piercing her mouth repeatedly. With all of the attention on her nipples, another orgasm was pulled from the guard. Her body tensed up, making her arms press against her tits to add more pressure to Will's member. Once she was done, the Dweller could feel himself getting close. Pulling free from the G Cup, he started to stroke himself. After a few moments, his body tensed up as he began to cover Xandra's face and giant tits in his cum. There were so many shots one was able to reach inside of her mouth. He watched as she swallowed it erotically. Once done, he enjoyed the view of Xandra leaking and covered in his cum. He essentially claimed her at this point. He had one last idea. Moving his cum covered member to her mouth, the sleeping woman accepted him inside of her mouth. She sleepily sucked him off, essentially cleaning his cock.

Once done, Will pulled free and was met with the beautiful view of his member finally getting soft. It took four large loads. But he was finally calming down. Putting himself away, the Dweller zipped his jumpsuit back to the neck. He was still getting used to the strange blue leather clothes they had been given. It was equally body clinging and yet allowed much freedom of movement. It was very different, which was the best way he could describe it. A remarkable effect was seeing the very busty women in the tight jumpsuit. He was sure the Bi women were enjoying this more than himself, though, and having noticed a few women checking each other out. At least guys would try to be subtle with their stares.

With that done, the Dweller left for his original goal. He was going to speak with the Overseer. It took about ten minutes to reach the Overseer's Office. After being questioned by the Guards about why he was there, they let him inside. Stepping inside, the door closed behind him. He could see Adrijana typing away at her desk. Her G Cups were straining the poor zipper of the jumpsuit. It was an exciting sight. He wondered if her ass had gotten more prominent as well. Another thought was if she wanted this since she would have known it was in the stuff they were eating and drinking.

That was when she noticed Will was there. She looked up and spoke.

"Ah, Mr. Will. What is the reason for this visit? Granted, I am sure I know what it is. Ask away."

Sitting down in a chair, the Dweller asked.

"Why is everyone booby-er?"

Not expecting the way he asked, it got a confused laugh out of the Overseer. Once she was done, she replied.

"Parts I am sure you can guess. Chems in the food and all liquid for cleaning people's bodies. As you can see, it has had wonderful effects."

She reaches up to squeeze a breast over her jumpsuit. Adrijana continued.

"And then there is the stuff you wouldn't notice. A gaseous chem has been subtly released at night for the past week. It helps people get over the loss faster. Come to terms faster. And makes them more open to things in general. Ranging from wearing the jumpsuit to being open to sex. With you and other women."

If Will were drinking something, he would have spit it out. He quickly asked.

"So you essentially made Gay Gas for women?"

The Overseer shook her head before replying.

"Not exactly. Remember, you are one guy among what is essentially one thousand women. You don't have the time for everyone. Nothing against you. It's just a fact. You won't be able to reach everyone in a month. It is going to take time to reach everyone. This is to make it so women will be more open when it comes to sexual things with each other. So we can keep each other company."

That was a good reason, and Will had just realized the scale of the situation. With most of his questions answered, he skipped to the last one.

"I guess the only thing left to ask is. Are there going to be any more changes like this one?"

He asked. She shook her head again as she answered.

"Not really, no. Just the gas to keep people open. This is the extent of the body modifications. They wanted to have it keep going. See how big these can get with chems. But I was able to make them stop at this."

The Dweller let out a sigh from how weird Vault-Tec was.

"If that is all, you are dismissed." The Overseer spoke.

With that, there was nothing else left to talk about. Will nodded his head as he stood up and left the room. The Dweller was wandering the halls, deciding where to go. He didn't want to head back to his room. And he wasn't hungry, so he didn't have to go to the cafeteria. Before he could decide, another Dweller had backed into him. He was knocking her over with a yelp. Will looked down at the panicked mass of limbs and hair, trying to find the best way to pick her up.

After a bit of patience, he was able to get a stable grip on the woman. Lifting her, she was surprisingly light. He set the woman down on her feet. He was finally able to get a clear view of the woman. She was short at 5'3 with light brown skin--green eyes with freckles. Having a thick but lean body, he assumed she was on the lean side before the chems. Her most significant attribute was her very long brown hair. It went down a bit past her butt, and it was in a very thick braid. Thicker than some people's arms. It was imposing.

That was when the more petite woman began to talk. She had a slight Italian accent.

"Sorry about that. I wasn't looking where I was going. Thanks for picking me up."

Her hands moved as she spoke. "Oh hey. You're the only guy left, right? How does it feel? Last man on earth? I guess that means you are looking for your next girl. Well, I am Sophia. Hello."

That was when he was able to speak. "Hey, Sophia. Yeah, I am--name's Will. I have a question for you. Why were you backing out of the cafeteria?"

The Italian Dwellers' expression quickly changed to one of mild anger. Her hands flew as she spoke.

"The food they serve is good enough, but to an Italian, that isn't enough. I asked if they would like to use some of my saved herbs and stuff. They said it was fine. Then, they looked me dead in the eyes as they broke the pasta before putting it in the pot."

She growled as she finished. Her being almost a foot shorter made her hand movements very adorable for the taller Dweller. Will reached over to pat her shoulder before speaking.

"Would saying, I don't mind the food, be bad?"

Sophia looked up to Will, and he could see her ire was now aimed at him. Before he could say anything, the smaller one grabbed his hand. And with surprising strength, the Italian dragged the larger Dweller behind her as she fast-walked through the Vault. People they were passing were watching in awe at the extraordinary sight. Soon enough, Will recognized that they were in the living quarters. Sophia dragged him into a room with the taller Dweller, sure hers. Before he could say anything, the Italian pushed him to sit on her couch and disappeared into the bedroom.

After a few minutes of shuffling and whispers, Sophia reemerged. Will's brain reset as he processed what he had just seen. Sophia was at the door in nothing but a Vault-Tec apron. She had a slightly shy expression before talking.

"Don't read too deeply into this. I am wearing underwear under this. It's just because of an accident. The only clothes I had from before were the pajamas I came in. And I find cooking in the jumpsuit restrictive. So this is all I got."

She starts to walk towards the kitchen nervously.

Deciding to try and break the tension, Will teased Sophia a bit.

"Forgetting your clothes but remembering herbs and seasonings. Probably the most Italian thing I can think of."

Her only reply was giving the taller Dweller the middle finger, but she was smirking now. He stood up and followed the Italian into the kitchen. Leaning on the counter, Sophia gathered up the stuff. Will winked before asking.

"How would I know when to look more into this?"

Sophia gave a wave of her hand as she replied.

"Oh, trust me, you will know. I have successfully signaled the densest of men. I am sure you will catch on."

Glad to hear. She moved around him, finishing grabbing what she needed--pulling out a very stained cookbook. He couldn't tell how old it was. But he was able to catch sausage-stuffed shells barely. She prepared everything with the speed experience brings. Will couldn't help but talk.

"You haven't even put it in the oven yet, and it smells amazing--pretty awesome chef making even more awesome food."

Sophia just waved him off as she finished up on the shells. She was putting them in a glass tray. Will didn't notice, but the oven has been heating up. She puts the tray inside and puts up a timer. Looking back, she saw that the taller Dweller was putting the dishes in the dishwasher.

"What are you doing?"

Will replied as he closed the door. "I can easily forget to put the dishes in the washer if I don't do it immediately. So I guess this is just habit. Sorry."

She gave him a weird look before speaking. "I have to do something in the back real quick. Watch the oven for me?"

The tall Dweller gave her a thumbs up, and the Italian disappeared into the back.

It wasn't long before Sophia returned. Moving before Will, she looked to see how much time was left. She was seeing it at twenty-one minutes. The shorter Dweller leaned over the counter, reaching for something. Will wondered why she didn't get closer to it. That was when the Italian moved in front of the taller Dweller and pushed her ass into him suddenly. Looking down to see what happened, Will had a prominent view of Sophia's bare ass. She was right. This was a very clear symbol. But with the food coming soon, he didn't know how far she wanted to go before the shells were ready. She put her hands on the counter in front of them so that she could put more force into grinding her ass against his hardening member under the jumpsuit.

She seemed to be ready, speaking as she rubbed her ass against his crotch.

"I can cook and have sex at the same time. Probably the tamest thing I have done while cooking."

She smirked over her shoulder at Will. With everything clear, the taller Dweller wasted no time. Unzipping his jumpsuit, his very hard member was now free. Grabbing the Italian hips, he pressed it against her ass and thrust between her cheeks to tease her. It seemed she wanted the real deal as Sophia moved forward and bent over her counter. Giving Will one hell of a view of her ass and cunt. She reached back and slapped her ass before speaking.

"Come on, big guy. Not Italian, but will enjoy your sausage."

To silence her and her bad jokes, Will teased her entrance with the head of his dick. After seeing she was already wet, he pushed his cock halfway inside. Sophia grunted from the invasion. Without waiting for her to adjust, the Dweller makes small thrusts. He gets deeper with each thrust until he is bottoming out inside the Italian. She laid her head on the counter and released moans as she spoke.

"So... fucking.... thick."

She wrapped her arms around her head as the invader got deeper. Mumbling moans with each thrust from the thick cock inside of her. Sophia closed her eyes to enjoy the mumbling, potentially being in Italian thing.

This continued for about ten minutes until the timer went off. Before she could move, the taller Dweller grabbed her very long hair and pulled her upper body off the counter. He was pulling the shorter Italian woman into his thrusts by her hair. Sophia opened her eyes and managed a graceful maneuver to take the shells from the oven. All the while, she was taking Will from behind, letting out a small groan when his member reached her cervix in one intense thrust. She was setting the tray down on the counter to cool off. With shown experience, she thrust her ass back to the cock inside of her cunt to make room so she could close the oven and turn it off. Swallowing moans from the thick invader reaching deeper.

The food was done, and Will no longer had to hold back. One of his hands moved the apron to free her, which looked to be D Cups. Her breasts were hanging down and bouncing wildly from the assault. But that was when the taller Dweller started slamming inside her cunt from behind. It's safer to be rougher now. Sophia tried to hold back her moans. But as he returned to pulling her body into his thrusts by her hair and forcing her head back, the shorter Italian moaned loudly as she was roughly taken from behind. She even let out a surprised yelp when she felt a hard slap on her ass. Her hands moved to her breasts. She was squeezing and pinching her nipples.

This continued for about fifteen minutes. The Italian is getting manhandled into her kitchen and has turned into a moaning mess from the assault. With the taller Dweller's rougher thrusts, his cock would hit her cervix repeatedly. That, with Sophia playing with her breasts, sent the short woman off first. Her body tensed up as she was sent over the edge. Clenching up on the cock still thrusting inside of her. She finished as Will felt his hit. She was tensing up as he bottomed out inside of Sophia. Which had the side effect of her upper body being dropped on the counter. She groaned as she felt the cock twitch with each shot of cum inside of her. Closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling of being filled down below. This one load almost overflowed.

After a few moments, their brains reset. Will pulled free, getting a moan from Sohpia as he did. Watching the creampie, he gave the Italian chef leak out a bit. He noticed that he could probably go again. But the food was ready, and he wanted to eat it. He looked over to see Sophia fixing the apron back over her breasts. That was the only thing she had done before moving over to the shells, grabbing a fork, and checking them. Once she was sure they were good, she spoke over her shoulder.

"Food is ready. Hungry?"

Will moved behind her, hugging her from behind. His still out semi-hard member against her ass.

"Just worked up an appetite, so yeah."

Before he could do anything else, the Italian had food on the fork, forcing it over her shoulder into the taller Dweller's mouth. He chewed in confusion. But she swallowed with a smile. She was speaking afterward.

"That is probably the best pasta I have ever tasted. It tastes better than it smells. You do amazing work."

Sophia had a big smug grin before she replied.

"Of course I do. I am the fatherfucking Italian, after all."

Her grin turned to something goofy from her dumb joke. Will could only groan from the wordplay. That was when he remembered she was only wearing an apron and slapped Sophia's ass in retaliation. She let out a yelp from the smack.

The food was separated into two plates, and the Italian moved to set the plates on the table. At her request, the taller Dweller grabbed two Nukas from her fridge. He was setting them down next to the plates. Once done, the two ate in silence. Sophia mainly watches Will's reactions to him eating her food. She had a delighted look on her face after seeing how much he was enjoying it. He devoured what was on his plate--and debated getting seconds. There was enough left on the tray. He was giving a moment to let his stomach set to decide if he wanted more right then and there.

That was when he realized that, at some point, Sophia had disappeared from him. Wondering if sitting bare assed on the chair had gotten too much for the smaller Dweller. He did think that until he felt something under the table. Peeking beneath the tablecloth, Sophia was staring up at him. She gave him a wink and put her finger over her mouth to silence him. She got into a better position between his legs. Grabbing the base of his member, Sophia began to stroke him gently. Staring up at Will, she moved the apron between her breasts again, showing them off as she stroked his semi-hard member. She was keeping eye contact with Will as she did it. His dick was quick to get harder under her ministrations.

Sophia started to drag her tongue from the base to the head. Using her grip on the base to move the member; however, she needed to reach every inch of his hardening cock. Until it was fully hard and against her face. She kissed the head of his member before sinking her mouth over the head. Having a teasing smirk with the cock in her mouth. She sucked on just the head a couple of times before sinking further down on Will's member and all the while keeping eye contact with the taller Dweller. As she sunk further down his cock she was running her tongue around the shaft she could reach. The Italian pushed down to just over halfway, then pulled back up to just the head, sucking the entire pull back.

That was where she stayed. Before Will could say anything, Sophia had grabbed his hands. She was setting them on top of her head with a knowing wink. No words were needed. He spreads his legs and slides his fingers into her hair to get a better grip. The taller Dweller started to pull the Italian's mouth down on his cock hard and fast. Forcing her to facefuck herself with his cock. Her muffled moans turned into surprised gulks as she was made to deepthroat the thick member. All Sophia could do was play with herself under the apron. Gulking as she was being throat fucked. Staring up at Will as she gulk, gulk, gulk gulked. The Italian breathing proved her experience through her nose throughout the entire ordeal.

This continued for about five minutes until Sophia pulled free. Frantically playing with herself under the apron, she moaned as she spoke.

"Stroke that fat cock."

She moaned out. Latching on the side of his cock to suck on it with the head sticking out. She ran her mouth over its side before pulling off to speak again.

"Cover me in your cum! Now!"

Will strokes himself hard and fast as Sophia licks his head.

"Cover my face!"

She demanded. It didn't take long for him to give in. His body tensed up fast as he covered Sophia's freckled face in his cum. Once again, there were a lot of shots before the load was done, so she was good and covered in it. During the facial, her orgasm hit. She held back a groan as she came in front of Will.

After a few moments of letting their minds reset. Will helped Sophia up from the floor. She took a teasing look as she spoke.

"My. Such a gentleman."

She straightened herself out and stretched a bit. She continued after the stretch.

"Imma set you up with some leftovers, then shower. I need it. You can head out when you have your plate. I will be enjoying this shower."

With cum still covering her face, Sophia found some Vault-Tec branded Tupperware. Fighting for a few moments to find the right lid. She filled it with leftover shells. Handing it to Will afterward.

"Take your time to bring it back. Want time to think up the next thing to cook."

And with that, she disappeared into the bathroom.

Will had to convince himself of what had just happened. It was a bizarre day. He headed for the door, leftovers in hand. He was zipping himself up just before leaving the apartment. It didn't take him too long to get from her place to his own. Both are on the Living Quarters side of the Vault. Once back inside his apartment, he noticed that Xandra was still out cold on the couch and covered in his cum. It was a hell of a sight to come back to. But he was satisfied for now. Heading into the kitchen, he put the leftovers in the fridge. Make sure to mark it with a nearby sticker so Xandra won't eat it.

Afterward, he returned to his room, and a thought came to his mind. Sophia would be in the terminal. I would like to see what they have on her. Sitting down and booting up the machine, he quickly pulled the lists. She was in the last folder. Opening hers, he read over what notes they had for the Italian. She was 5'2 with D Cups now. She must have been more petite before the chems got her. The rest of her proportions he saw for himself. Moving down to the other notes, his eyes went wide. She was a very confident but submissive woman. He had gotten a good view of that. It was going to be interesting to visit Sophia in the future. With that, he closed out of the terminal. He was leaving the chair and flopping on the bed. He had a very eventful day. And he was going to take a nap.