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S.P.E.C.I.A.L. Woman
By : HatofulHatefucker
Category: +A through F > Fallout (Series) > Fallout (Series)
Views: 22476 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 3Disclaimer: I do not own Fallout or its characters. I make no profit on this story. - Chapter List
Sandra stretches out, rolling over in the dirt, soaking up the warm morning rays… After being in cryostasis for so long, waking up like this felt so nice…
“Hmm?” Sitting up, Sandra scans the wasteland… She didn’t remember how she got here. Her special back scratcher was at her feet… Didn’t she give that to someone…? But there was no sign of them… Except the trail of armor bits leading off into the distance… Sandra rubs the cool metal of her back scratcher against her chin, nearly pulling the trigger carelessly as she stands up.
She had no clue where she was, or what she was doing, but she heads off… She’d remember eventually.
It was nothing but wasteland for as far as the eye could see. Sandra treks on and on, absolutely oblivious to how far she was walking… She doesn’t even think to zip her Vault suit back up for a few miles… The sun felt nice on her body.
Finally, a few buildings start to come into view, Sandra’s face lighting up. She’d found something. Her ample breasts bounce as she skips towards the first building she sees, a run-down truck stop.
The metal lettering is falling apart, a few parts of the sign straight-up missing, though Sandra wasn’t too good at reading anyway. But she recognized the bright red ship. This was a Red Rocket. She peeks her head in, glancing around… No one was here… Maybe they were closed…?
Sandra wanders around, poking through stuff. Maybe the employees were hiding…? Maybe they were playing a game with her… She loved hide and seek. She used to play it all the time with her son. He usually won.
“Shawn…?” Sandra mumbles out loud… That… That’s what she was looking for. Her son was missing. She needed to go find him. How could she have forgotten? After poking through a couple more things, and then a couple more, and then the rest of the entire station, Sandra wanders out, still unsure of what she was doing. Her attention span wasn’t all too great. On her way out, she spots something out of the corner of her eye…
Sandra follows, clumsily chasing her company around… “Shawn? Shaaaaawn, is that you?” She calls out, cornering the intruder. It was… a German Shepherd. Sandra squeals, her body bouncing… He was so cute!
“Hey there, doggy! What’re you doing here?” She bends over, her suit hugging her thick ass, happily patting the dog on the head. He sits politely, looking up at her, his tongue hanging out as he pants… Sandra had decided. She would keep him.
Sandra gazes blankly at the dog, her dialogue choices going through her head. This shouldn’t be hard at all, she was just making friends with a cute dog. She takes a deep breath, opening her mouth, grinning stupidly as she begins to speak to the dog…- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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