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"Hmm... you know, I think I might have something to help with that." Coach says as you mention finding something to make Rosie's tit* bigger. "I kept a supply of... lets say top of the line goods to keep my boys in high performing shape for their games. Even got my hands on the really experimental stuff thanks to agreeing to that... eh, guess that doesn't really matter right now. Point is I had access to... special medicine. I gave it to my boys to help them with their games. Also had some side effects that have lingered to this day that you girls got to enjoy... heightened virility, potency... a little extra kick to their bodily fluids. Now, I doubt those drugs... er... performance enhancers would do you girls any good. But I also got access to a butt load of other state of the art stuff. Things I never had a use for before now. But there should be stuff in my stash that'll help you get a pair that'll be even bigger than your big sister's, how's that sound Rosie?" He chuckles, squeezing and shaking your tit* to show them off for Rosie. "Now, Coach won't lie to you. There'll be some side effects for taking them... potentially very permanent ones. Let's just say you won't be making any scientific breakthroughs after taking them. Though its not like you'll be making use of your brains much anymore... eh, and your sister said you weren't really the smartest, right? The side effects aren't that noticeable if you're not too smart to begin with. So what do you say? Wanna be a stacked bimbo with the biggest tit* out of your sisters?"

Rosie moans as she ponders Coach's offer, Izzy suckling on her tit. She looks down at her sister's freckled face pressed against her bust, squishing her tit* against her cheeks. "That sounds like it could be real fun, Coach. I... I suppose it ain't much of a side effect if I'm not plannin' on doin' any silly smart stuff. What do you say, Vickie? Think I should take it?"

Whatever your answer, Coach gives a light chuckle. "We'll have time to sort that out after your try outs. Let's focus on getting you girls on the cheer team first."

As you find yourself getting f*cked by Coach's glowing co*ck, your sisters watch carefully while they finish up cleaning Rosie's tit*. By now Izzy is focusing on the underside of Rosie's breasts, lifting her tit* up to give them a very in-depth lick and even parting her cleavage so she can drink deep of the cum pooled between the valley of her tit*. Eventually Rosie's chest was as split slick and shiny as Izzy's ass, leaving the both of them to follow your remaining instructions.

The both of them kneel before you and Coach, watching awestruck as his co*ck ploughs into your depths, making your body shake with each thrust. They can see his length bulging you out as he bottoms into you, his balls slapping against your thighs. Those balls soon find themselves graced by Izzy and Rosie's tongues and lips, worshipping his green, glowing sack like it was a gift from god. Coach certainly appreciates this greatly, groaning and breathing heavier behind you. His hands move, gripping your arms to pull them back so he can pound into you with all his might. "f*ck~ Girls, I think its safe to say you've earned a trial run as being my cheerleaders. Keep impressing me like this over the next... few months or so... and I think me and my boys will be happy to have you onboard permanently."

His breathing gets heavier and heavier and thrusts get deeper and deeper. "Guh! Pay attention girls. You should feel it on your tongues as my balls... hnng... release... see if you can taste the exact moment I knock up your sister. Here it comes! A special reward for Vickie for being such a good Trial Cheer Captain." His deepest, roughest thrusts yet plough into you and soon after he reaches his climax. Bottomed all the way into you, he pumps his glowing, hot seed into your womb, pulling his co*ck back to smear it all the way along your inner walls, until he pulled out. Dollops of glowing cum fall out from between your legs. A marvellous sight. And a good thing to know you'll always be able to recognise Coach's more potent seed even when having fun with the entire sports team.

He lets you slump to the floor and gives your ass a smack. "Good work, Vickie. Aha... I've needed that for... a long, long time. I think I might come up with something to do with your sisters. If you want... I've got a duffle bag on that bench over there. Should be a dose or two of that special medicine I mentioned for your sister. Maybe even a couple of other things we can play around with too. If you want, you can go grab it and we can treat Rosie with it right away. Or you can help me decide on which of your lovely sisters I should focus on next and what I should do to... test them, and we can save the duffle bag for later. Cheer Captain's choice."

Feeling each heavy clap of Coach's thighs against my ass, the co*ck stirring me up from deep within. It was all i could want and more from my try outs!! I screamed in bliss, sounding much like some feral ghoul myself from how wildly i was being f*cked and allowing my body to be f*cked by a man i had just met today. Even as each thrust came in harder than the last. "Hahh~ Coach that sounds wonderful~ Im glad you.. mmph, made sure your, boys were hahh well taken care off~" My words were at best unconvincing, mindlessly answering back to Coach's words as he spoke, his co*ck knocking my mind around as he and Rosie seemed to exchange words about her tit*. Only my name pulling me back from the abyss of bliss i was mired in.

"Hmm~ Ohhh, if you.. mmmph if you want it Rosie, Big sis has nothing against you having the biggest titt*es." My hips feel like they're giving out.. but i turn my head back to look over and Rosie and imagining her with even bigger tit*.. yes.. that be good~ It'll be perfect. I think to myself.

"Mmmph thank you Coach~ I promise--Ah! To be.. the best f*cking.. Trial Cheer... fuuuck" My body is barely able to form the words as an org*sm racks my body and it takes all my strength to not collapse to my knees. Though my org*sm doesnt seem to be the end of the Trial run, no marking the beginning of it as Coach slams into me harder and harder. My voice goes hoarse from my moans. Begging again and again for that fat glowing dick to never stop. The way it stirs me up is unlike anything else ive felt, was that the radiation or just how yummy Coach's dick was?

Feeling his kisses against my neck sent even more bolts of pleasure through my body, mixing that gentle fire with the roaring one between my legs. Driving me again and again over the edge until i felt coach burst within me. The heat could ignite a star, though i have to wonder if i could be knocked up by glowing cum. I certainly wouldnt mind the idea... But Coach let me have my rest.. having passed my Trials i let out a heavy sigh with my ass sticking up into the air and cheek pressed into the hard concrete. "What.. what a try out~" I moan as the words Coach says echo in my mind.

"Thank.. you coach. Im glad.. mmm i could help." He says but then i hear him mention a duffle bag. "Ohh that sounds like a good idea Coach, i'll be sure to get those drugs~" I lift myself up off the ground, but then turn to see Izzy and Rosie there still continuing to worship Coach's balls. "mmm but i might miss those cute little tit* of yours Rosie. Lets make sure we enjoy them today~ When you pass your tryouts we'll use it as your present for passing, what do you say Rosie." I say with a smile. "But let me grab Coach's dufflebag, maybe theres something else thats just as fun for me and Izzy to use speaking of~ Coach you've gotta make sure you get a taste of Izzy's lips, she's never stops yapping, but she loves it you shut her up~" I say with a wink to Izzy as i crawl over to the duffle bag and check the contents, remaining on my hands and knees and letting the ghouls i pass get some free gropes and smacks on my lucious body as i pass by.

"Lets she what goodies are in here hehe."

Rosie starts playing with her tit* as you call attention to them, running her fingers and hands across their shape. Their slick, practically wet with Izzy's spit, making them glossy under the glow of Coach's nut sack hovering above them by Rosie's lips. They're certainly a beautiful pair, perky and decently large for her more slender body, but she would look just delightful with an even bigger rack. She might just become the wastelands greatest tit f*cker with enough practice. Something to be proud of your little sister about.

Izzy lets one of Coach's balls out of her mouth with a wet pop before speaking. "Hey, you calling me mouthy, Vickie?" She calls over to you. "I'll have you know I'm much- GLRK glck glmk glrk glk Mmmh~"

It seems Coach took your advice right away and began testing out Izzy's mouth. And going by the moans, you couldn't have called her out more accurately. She really does love it when someone makes her shut up the fun way. A wonderful mix of green on green is on display as Coach's fingers run through Izzy's hair to drive her face forward, making her impale his co*ck down the back of her throat over and over again. Bubbles if spit form around her mouth, smearing his co*ck from base to tip and cleaning off all the left overs of your juices and his last release. Rosie kept suckling at his sack, but eventually he pulled a hand away from Izzy's head and cupped Rosie under her chin, beckoning her up to stand by his side. He pulls her against him and begins to make out with her while his hand gripped and fondled her ass eagerly. It seems your sisters were making a good impression on Coach to. With his guidance, you were sure they would all make the cheer team without issue.

You weren't left without your own fun as you browsed the contents of the duffle bag. A couple of members of the sports team continued to grab and tease you, playing with your ass and tit* with their roaming hands while you stayed on all fours before them. Eventually they seem to get lively enough to take action, and you feel a co*ck pressing against your well f*cked c*nt. Claw like fingers grip your hips as the feral athlete slams his hips forward as you find yourself getting mounted and f*cked while you look for these drugs.

Coach doesn't seem to mind sharing with his boys - the caring man that he is. He looks your way with a chuckle. "Seems you've been quite the tease, Vickie. Don't worry, they won't disrupt the try outs too much while I'm here. Just let him bust a nut or two in you and bring the duffle bag over. Might as well keep it in arms reach rather than send you back and forth whenever we want to use anything inside.

There's quite an array of containers. Tubes and boxes and pouches alike. Many come with complex names and instructions and warning labels... all of which you simply can't bring yourself to focus on right now. Your mind didn't want to focus all that much on anything other than ghoul co*ck... and you were currently receiving a thick helping right now. Each thrust f*cked away your already diminished senses. You found yourself rereading the same label several times over, having to restart each time the ghoul's balls slapped against your thick, pale ass. You took so long, in fact, that Coach had reached yet another org*sm while you searched the bag's contents. He filled Izzy's mouth with his potent, glowing seed. Her gagging and slurping drew your attention for a moment, letting you glance over to see how you could even make out a faint green glow passing through her mouth and flowing its way down her throat before it disappeared within her body. At from the look on her face, she certainly enjoyed the taste.

Fortunately for your search, it seems Coach has helpfully labelled some of these drugs with markers and sticky notes. Simpler names have been slapped onto a few of them, and helpful pictures on others. The ones that show the big tit* must be for Rosie. There seem to be two doses of those, in case anyone else wanted big tit* too! Fun! Other than that, you noticed a couple of drawings of animals. A cat. What looked like it could be a Brahmin head. Some were labelled "Fertility +" by the coach, even one that seems to have a recycling symbol on it, though you're not sure what that means. Still, you could ask Coach any questions you wanted about his drugs when you bring the bag over. Just as soon as this eager sportsman is finished saying hello to the new Cheer Captain.

I couldnt help but chuckle as i year Izzy get her pouty lips sealed by Coach's wonderful co*ck. The rhythmic noise of her sloppy skull f*cking quite the music to me ears as i searched through the duffle bag though that was much... much harder than i expected as a couple of the boys decided they were a little too tired to waiting for their new Cheer captain to provide some team spirit. Not that i minded of course, i steadied myself on the bench the duffle bag was on, my eyes skimming over the contents, but then being sent to the ceiling with each thrust.

Oh, this was the life. Feeling more ghoul co*ck fill me up like nothing else, bliss was the only way for me to describe it as my body instinctually shifted backwards to meet the ghoul's erratic animal thrusts. "Ohh~ you boys really want your captain that bad huh~" I moan, my mind feeling like a holotape that was stuck as the ghoul f*cking me set me back to square one with each and every thrust, drawing out that same slu*tty moan from my lips.

"S-sounds~ mmm good Coach its just mmm a little hard to.. read.." My voice trails off as its replaced by more moans as the ghoul picks up pace, leaving me a quivering mess. I'd found the important drugs, nothing else matters, just.. i needed to focus on this co*ck and-- An explosion of pleasure consumes my senses again as a familiar sensation ripples through me. That feeling of wonderful goey cum packing my puss* tight with spunk.

"Phew... Thank you boys~ If.. you dont mind i'll need to get back to Coach." I say using the bench to steady my wobbly legs i pick up the duffle bag and slowly but surely make my way back to Coach as i watch him make out with Rosie. Ah such a cute little sister. A twinge of jealousy does hit me as i imagine her with a huge rack, but.. well there were two vials, but really if anyone would need to take a shot after~ It'd be Izzy. Though i wouldnt mind gussying up those lips she oh so enjoys using. "Here we go Coach~ I umm found some other fun stuff... can you tell me what.. this one does?"

I gently lay the duffle bag onto the ground next to him and open it up and point to some of the more interesting vials i saw that had labels, the one with the Recycle symbol seemed like a good place to start.

Within the pool, with the muffled noise of moans and screams of ecstacy just around the corner, echoing through this old building dedicated to physical wellness. A certain Paladin was receiving some wellness of her own. Was her spirit being crushed under the weight of the co*ck that was currently being speared into her. Or was she being reminded of her true place. The place she always knew to be fact. Only time will tell as the ghoul continued to slam his hips into the dazed and confused Paladin, but a noise crackling beside her brings her back to the present.

Her senses were too distorted at first, but she hears her radio crackling beside her. Deckers new effeminate voice coming on through. "Hull Respond, whats the situation? Hull Respond" But this centering of your attention only calls into stark focus the co*ck that was pounding you relentlessly at this point.

Your body was splayed out, offering no resistance as the ghoul above you lapped at your face, his hands mauled your tit*, just using the body as a warm hole to shove his co*ck into. For a mercy at least he seemed far from cumming, filling you with baby batter that a good co*cksleeve like you deserved

With the evidence that you were already doing your job as Cheer Captain safely pumped away into your c*nt, you wobble your way back over to Coach and your sisters, where the main action seems to be happening. Coach has pulled his co*ck free from Izzy's gurgling mouth, letting glowing green goo drip from the puddle formed upon her tongue, and smearing a lingering dollop from his tip across her nose and cheeks. She kneels with her tongue dangling out, eyes crossed as she still works on swallowing some of his cum down her throat.

His attention had turned to Rosie's chest, which he fondled while he made out with her. He pulls back to run his fingers along her nipples and the curve of her breasts, paying close attention to them seeing as they were the focus of much conversation. "In the box there'll be a syringe. We're going to want to stick it, right about... here." He traces his fingers up to a point by Rosie's neck, just by her collarbone. "Within a few moments it'll get to work, takin' away from her brains and givin' to her tit*."

He looks to you to see which item from his stash seems to have caught your eye. "Hmm? Oh, now that was a complicated one. Supposed to... help your body break down and repurpose whatever you've eaten and use it to adapt you. Think they wanted to use it for soldiers stuck in enemy territory for long periods of time so they could just eat whatever and get a bit tougher. Wasn't ever too reliable, but, uh... maybe Izzy here can make some use of it, seein' as I just fed her an' all."

He takes the bottle from you and twists of the cap, pulling out some pills and placing them onto Izzy's tongue. He then closes her mouth for her and as she swallows down another load of his cum, she also swallows the pills. There's no reaction at first, but then she gasps and moans. Her nipples go rock hard and her legs quiver. "Ooh.. I feel... really hot... ooh~ and tingly..." she murmurs out, before letting out a louder moan. As she does, you see her eyes change. Her irises shift to a vibrant green which seems to glow with a hue not too dissimilar to Coach.

Staring into her eyes almost makes your head tingle... actually, there's no almost about it. A fuzzy feeling passes over your mind, like static that makes you feel all calm and comfortable. She burps, and it almost shakes you out of it, but then her hair starts to shimmer and glow too and the light pulls you back under. It doesn't stop there, as you find yourself becoming mesmerised by her body as, spreading from her face and quickly going down, each freckle on her skin lets out more of this green bioluminescence. Izzy was glowing... and standing near the glow made your head buzz. She was... so pretty... so hard to look away from. And she made you feel hot and needy the same way Coach did.

Rosie seems as mesmerised by your sister's transformation as you are, though some tugging on her nipples brings her attention back to Coach who sets her on her knees. "I think you should give me a good ol' tit f*ck, ey, Rosie? That way we can see first hand just how much better your tit* get." Your sister gets to work, wrapping her tit* around his co*ck, Izzy's spit helping keep them nice and wet for this very job.

Izzy looks at you curiously, wondering why you're staring. She then looks down at herself, seeing how her body has changed. "Woah..." she murmurs, as if briefly mesmerised by herself.

Coach chuckles. "Seems like you've got a bit of me in you now, Izzy. In more ways than one. Try giving your sister some instructions... she might be open to listening."

Izzy ponders this for a moment. "Wait... does that mean... I'm in charge... I get to boss around my older sister..." she says, looking at you. A cheeky grin spreads on her face. "Look at me... don't I look good, Vickie? Don't my freckles look pretty?" she shrugs her shoulders, shifting them to show off the star like green dots that sparkled across her skin. She cups her tit*, giving them and the freckles on them a jiggle, drawing your eye to them as she squeezes her tit* together to make her freckles kiss. "It feels good to look at me, huh? Don't you think you should make me feel good too... as thanks, for letting you look at me?"

She points with a finger down between her legs as she stretches them out and spreads them, guiding your eyes down to her puss*, capped by pretty green pubes.

For a while - much longer than was respectable - Hull had lost herself. To her confusion and to her body's feelings of being f*cked. Without her mind even realising it, she had wrapped her legs around the ghoul's hips and begun licking back to meet its tongue with her own. By instinct alone she had tried to treat the man above as a lover even as he treated her as nothing more than breeding stock to be pumped full of cum whenever he felt like it. But the crackle of the radio reminded Hull that she was actually in this moment, not just reliving memories of past defeats... and she had a chance to fight back.

Pulling her tongue back and turning her face away in disgust, she released his hips from her legs and clenched her fists. She wanted this thing off of her! Now! While it was focused on f*cking her like some useless toy, she swung her arms up to knock him off of her and then try and follow through to knock him out for good.

"Eaten huh, thats funny we havent eaten much since.. well..." My mind hesitates, just what were we doing before the try outs? It feels so long ago, but im not even allowed to finish my though when i watch Coach go ahead and pop the pill in the little bottle into Izzy's mouth, surrounded by a heavy dollop of Coach's glowing green cum. "Heh, i guess the most recent thing we've eaten in some yummy spunk." A smirk crosses my lips as i watch to see what happens to Izzy, not too concerned with Rosie or how Coach seemed just as eager to ensure my little sister got the tit* she dreamed of.

"You look quite hot Izzy." I wink at her as i watch the transformation slowly unfold. Her once brown eyes shifting over to a vibrant green immediately catching my attention. Like staring into emeralds, but the illumination they provided.. it was.. something else..

Slowly but surely the transformation was completing as her hair, already a bright green thing took on a luminesce similar to Coaches, or maybe to that of the Enclave's plasma weapons. I felt like i should be scared of it. Scared of what it was doing to my dear sister, but i couldnt bring myself to look away. The static that pricked at my skin from being so near to Coach seemed to shoot directly into my brain, making it hard to think. Making me not want to look away from my sexy, glowing sister.

"It really.. mmm suits you Izzy" I say with half lidded eyes, biting my lips as i bask in her glow. Feeling my mind be overwhelmed by the static and buzz flitting around inside my skull. Coach says something to her, and her expression changes, but i dont really care.

The only thing that seems to cut through the static is my haughty little sister's voice. "I.. i am looking" i reply back. My eyes opening just slightly to take in her command, catching the brunt of her glow and capturing me in its brilliance. "You.. look amazing Izzy, your freckles were so.. cute before, but now..." My overwhelmed brain couldnt really even find the words to accurately describe how those freckles looked, only that my body moved and obeyed as i was given a nice little lightshow.

I follow her orders until im on all fours, my head nestled between her legs, i kiss at her tights, dragging my lips along until i reach her folds and press my tongue against her cl*t. Practically kissing it before shifting lower. I have to crank my neck just slightly, but it slide my tongue into her folds, lapping at any left over ghoul cum that still stained her walls. All the while my eyes were locked into her radiance, those green pubes keeping me properly dazzled.

[Unarmed: 24]

Your lover was ravishingly in more ways than one. The way your legs locked him against your hips, it was as if your body was asking to be bred, and if nothing else it would have been if it wasnt for your timely reassesment. Regaining your strength you throw a heavy right hook into the ghoul's jaw, giving your hand a mighty ache, but in exchange knocking out that ghoul in a clean blow it wasnt going to recover from for a long time. Still as you extricated your body from underneath his, your c*nt couldnt help but feel a twinge of emptiness. Your own pleasure cut short by your rational mind.

Your legs lacked the strength to immediatelly allow you back onto your feet, but it gives you a moment to recover your radio and sledge hammer. Decker calls for you once again, and now free of the ghoul's influence, you were free to respond.

Regardless of what you answer, you still needed to pinpoint the location of your Brothers in Arms.

[Perception:20]

It wasnt hard though. Shortly after your tussle with the ghouls began, you could hear muffled sounds of some manner that were not the sounds of conflict. No. Much like the raider den you knew what you heard. Women giving into their urges. Obeying their biological instincts. Caving into their desire for co*ck. That sound you'll not forget anytime soon lest it be your fate.

Following the raucous noise leads you out of the pool and into the showers. More piles of ashes littered the ground and clear footprints that you could follow into the next room. The air was rank with the smell of sex and the moans only grew.

"I think you should give me a gold ol' titf*ck, ey, Rosie?" You hear as you approach what looked like a double door that led into some sort of locker room. Some benches and boards were tossed about, likely what kept this door shut, but was now open for one reason or another. As you peak around the corner, you couldnt felt but feel a chill run up your spine. There they were. Your comrades. But they werent alone, furthest from it. A pack of feral ghouls, maybe a dozen of them stood in a semi-circle around what looked like the main course.

A glowing green man in a striped outfit stood over Rosie as he pushed his equally glowing green co*ck between her tit* and she looked all too happy to oblige. A "I hope you enjoy them Coach~ Because you'll like them even more soon~" slipping out of the blonde's lips as she works her tit* along his shaft. Next to them... well you werent quite sure what to make of it. That gleaming white hair was none other than Elder Newton, but she was shaking her ass in your direction, glowing green cum spilling out of her well f*cked c*nt. But what was more her head was buried between... well you could only guess it was Knight Mayer, but she was clearly off. Her body glowed much like the ghoul next to them, but it wasnt a trick of the light. She was producing that light and.. and you cant help but feel somewhat drawn into it. Pulling your eyes away alleviates the feeling somewhat. But how or why Mayer was the way she was would need to wait.

You needed a plan. You wanted nothing more than to toss a few grenades and clobber a few ghouls with your sledgehammer, but your confidence feels somewhat shaken. One ghoul proved to be a challenge and given the humongous pack of ghouls could you really take them all on? But they seemed docile for one reason or another. Certainly though if you called Decker she'd make short work of them in her power armor. Maybe even the Deputy could work, but with how slow protectrons trundle along who knows how long that took...

Frustrated in more ways than one, Hull triumph is tempered by the urgency of the situation. Cheeks flushes and clad in nothing but her boots, she picks up her sledgehammer and grenade belt before retrieving her radio. Decker's voice helped keep her focused, but she needed something to report back. More than just how a single ghoul seemed to be enough to make her a needy, co*ck hungry slu*t. Fortunately, it seems she was close enough to the team to hear them, and it sounds like they weren't fairing any better than she was just a few seconds ago.

"I think I've found them. Going to investigate. If you don't hear from me in the next fifteen minutes, send backup." she calls over the radio before rushing on her way to follow the noise of the others.

And what a sight did she find.

You were busy being fed another helping of tasty ghoul cum through lapping up what had already been pumped into Izzy's folds. She breathed heavily, pressing a hand against the back of your head to hold your face against her puss* as she started to grind it against your lips. Her beautifully glowing freckles pulsed and intensified the more you worked on her folds, giving you a visual indication of how good she was feeling to go along with the juices flowing onto your mouth. What a wonderful drug Coach had given her. Who knows what more excitement can be found in his duffle bag?

The light from Izzy catches Hull's eyes and she finds herself transfixed for a moment or two, watching in stunned silence, the grip on her weapon starting to weaken. She becomes so zoned out she says and does nothing long enough for Coach to finish on Rosie's tit*. "f*ck! That's it! Earn your spot on the team! Earn your new tit*!" he says, spraying more of his glowing spunk across her chest, covering it again after Izzy cleaned it up the first time.

He takes a moment to admire his handiwork, muttering something ot himself. You catch a bit of what he says in the midst of you eating out your glowing sister. "...get used to this, for sure... can't give this up... need to make sure I can keep this up long after there... but how to... oh... of course."

He turns to look towarsd you, eyeing up your c*nt. Its dripping with the seed of another ghoul, but still shows the far more potent glowing cum of Coach occasionally seeping out of it. He grins and walks over, swatting your ass before pulling something out of the duffle bag. "How much do you sisters want your own kids to also be sisters? Maybe when they're all grown up they can try out for the cheer team too... follow in their mothers' footsteps as it were. This here..." he holds a vile, onw of the ones labelled Fertility +. "This should do the trick, if I remember right..."

You're pulled away from Izzy's puss*, yanked back by your hair to a kneeling position before Coach. It would be upsetting to be pulled away from your sister right now, if it weren't by Coach - the one person who could captivate your attention more than she can right now. He readies a needle before your eyes and then reaches down to jam it in your thigh. "There we go. That should guarantee you've just become a mommy." he says.

Although what happens next seems to surprise even him. You feel an immense amount of pressure build up within your crotch, as all the ghoul spunk that's been pumped into you so far spills out in a huge, delightfully stinky puddle around your legs. For a moment you think you might white out from the pleasure as your body changes, but you're able to hold onto your consciousness, only to look down and see a thick, long, throbbing co*ck between your legs. A hefty and pulsing ball sack beneath them.

"Well... f*ck." Coach mutters. "Ahh, I'm sure there's a way to fix that in here somewhere... I guess I really should reread what these things do then."

Your co*ck twitches with an immense need. Hot. Intense. Your whole body feels flushed, and you need to use it... now. Coach's attention pulls away from you, however, when he notices someone standing by the entrance to the sports hall.

"Oh? Whose this? Don't tell me you have a fourth sister." he says, stepping towards Hull.

The movement draws Hull's attention away from Izzy and she focuses on Coach, strengthening her grip on her weapon. This happens just in time for her to notice two ghouls that seemed to be sneaking up on her. She quickly dispatches one with a swing of her sledgehammer and knocks the other into a nearby wall where it slumps down temporarily incapacitated. What she didn't notice was the third ghoul which grabs her from behind. Hungry arms gripping her tit*... her body, hot with a desperate need for release that she's been denied so far, feels all the more sensitive to his touch. She drops the sledgehammer and lets out a needy moan as she ghoul tries to force her to her knees.

"Don't worry girls, I'll sort this out." Coach says, turning to you and seeing the needy look in your eyes. "Why don't you try that co*ck out on one of your sisters while I deal with this? Have some family bonding time. They've both made the cut, so feel free to celebrate."

He waves his hand towards your sisters and you look at them. Izzy looked so delightful with her new glow, but Rosie had just passed and would look so cute f*cked into a puddle in the ground by your co*ck. Besides, you could always try out more drugs on either one of them. Whatever you did... you needed to f*ck one of them and cum right now. But you knew something... deep in your... well... deep in your balls. This co*ck you had... it was intense... powerful... and the first release to come from it was guaranteed to knock up any woman you f*cked. If you came in their puss*, then they would be guaranteed to get knocked up.

Hull hadn't given up yet. With a swing of her head, she knocks teeth out of the ghoul behind her and gets free of his grip, before swinging her arms back to knock him out for good. She the staggers back, grabbing a grenade from her belt... No... it wouldn't be safe to use here, not with her team right there.

"Come on then, you ghoul f*cks! Come and get your fresh meat!" she taunts, starting to backtrack out of the room. The ferals begin to follow her out, but a whistle from the Coach halts them in their tracks. "She's trying to play you, boys. Stay here and hold the line. We'll play defence this game. Let her come to us!"

"sh*t." Hull muttered as she frantically started to think of a new plan.

Izzy's folds were so so delicious. Each lick i managed to scoop down more and more ghoul spunk from deep within her c*nt. I imagined if i kept it up for a few more minutes i'd have cleaned her out completely, but instead i was briefly interrupted by Coach's slap to my lovely peach of an ass. I could help but squeak as the zap of pain coursed through me and left a slightly numb sting. I turn to look over at him, and give him a pout only finally catch what he was saying as his intervention seemed to pull me me out of Izzy's orbit finally.

"H-huh.. i.. i dunno coach... Should umm.. your cheer team end up mamas?" But my response was only met by with a forceful grab of my hair, pulling me backwards as my ass fell atop my legs and heels, squarely seated i wasnt in a position to resist as Coach's actions overwhelmed me and i could offer no real resistance to what he was about to do next.

The needle came down swiftly. And i could only watch as he pushed the plunger and i was filled with his mystery drug.. "O-ohh.. I.. i hope i make a good mmm, mama for you Coach~" I moan as the change begins to happen well before i could even process the different feelings that coursed through me. I felt so hot.. I couldnt help rise up off my legs, throwing my hips out into the air as i felt a strange quaking and throbbing engulf my crotch. I was too busy trying not to pass out from the thrashing my brain was taking as my body shifted to meet the demands the drug had given me.

BreedbreedbreedbreedbreedBREED! It screamed and bounced around in my school until i felt my body finally calmed down for a fashion.

"W-what happened.." I moan before glancing down at my crotch, throwing my eyes wide open as i was given a tool to rival coach's. "Heh, hehehehe.. That certainly works~" I whisper to myself with a deviant smile. I use a hand to steady myself, but my other one begins to explore the gift i had been given. It felt like my mind had been rewired. No more being bred. It was time to breed and f*ck and cum in anything i could get my hands on. Especially as i reached down and felt that heavy potent sack of co*ck cream that was made just for me to use~

I couldnt really even care what Coach had found. There was only one thing left in my mind. My eyes slowly pan away from Coach's glowing form and they fall on Rosie, her tit* freshly coated in Coach's glowing spunk. He didnt knock her up... Well that means i get to right?

I practically leap at her like one of the feral ghouls. Falling on top of her as i throw a kiss onto my little sister's lips. "Ohhh Rosie~ I hope you dont mind, but i think you'll have to earn your tit* the natural way~ I hear they grow quite mmph Big when you're knocked up!" And with that i slam my baby maker into her awaiting c*nt. "You arent getting away from me Rosie~ I always liked you the best~ And now mmm you're gonna be the mama to our babies~ Got it! Say yes!" Each word uttered from my mouth is met with a heavy thrust and the hammer of my balls slapping against her c*nt. Each moment passing getting closer and closer to knocking up my oh so cute little sister. Its what she deserved, its what she wanted~ Who needs drugs to make your tit* bigger when milk and babies will do it just fine!

Both Izzy and Rosie seemed a little dumbstruck by the sight of your new package, standing so proudly near where your cl*t could once be found and with an equally impressive set of balls dangling between them. Balls that needed to be emptied. Immediately. Not just anywhere, but into a hole. The seed you carried belonged within a freshly conquered puss*. Fortunately you had two very viable targets kneeling near you, both of whom were currently ooh-ing at the sight your co*ck, too focused on it to notice whatever it was that Coach had briefly stepped aside to deal with.

Rosie lets out a cute yelp as you knock her over with your leap, which is swiftly silenced by your lips closing around hers. The shock of being so suddenly pounced upon is dashed aside by your tongue which beckons moan after moan from her sweet little mouth. Her hands go from lying by her sides, fingers half curled, to running up and down your arms and feeling your back as you press down over her. Your plentiful tit* smother her own smaller set - the smallest of the three sisters - though still big enough to fill a hand's grip. Though whether or not you inject her to get a nice big pair, she was going to start growing a bit more up there soon enough in preparation for her baby. Your baby.

As Coach's cum is smeared and shared between her tit* and yours, Rosie begins gasping and panting as you tell her what you're going to do to her. "Wait? Me... a Mama? But I feel like I only just... what did I only just do? I can't remember... must not have been that important th-EN!" Her eyes go wide as you drive yourself into her, her c*nt wet and needy enough already. No doubt she'd been greatly anticipating Coach f*cking her, and there'd still be time for that later. But right now she was yours to do with as you like - after all, if Coach was the boss of you, then as Captain of the Cheer Team, you were the boss of your sisters.

Rosie moans out as you plough into her, your thrusts relentless. You've had plenty of first hand experience of just how a co*ck can f*ck a slu*t's brains out - time to put it to good use by pounding out and breeding your own sister. She squeals with delight, her legs flying up in the air - twitching too much to be able to wrap themselves around you as your balls hammer themselves against her ass. "Ahh~ A mama~ Me~" She cries out, her eyes rolling back in her head beneath you. "Y-yes! Yes! I got it! Breed me like a Rad-Doe in ruttin' season. Do it, big sis! Make me a mama!"

With your mighty tool in hand, or, well, in your little sister's c*nt, convincing Rosie to give into her - and more importantly, your - needs was easy. Easy and fun. Despite all the co*cks you've seen her taken today, and all the more you're sure she's taken before, she still feels as tight as tight can be and oh so very eager to wrap herself around you. Your bodies slapping together make for a very wet and wild noise and the green glow coming off from your other sister watching nearby just makes you both feel all the hotter for doing this. Izzy adds to the noise of wet and sticky sounds by slipping a pair of fingers into her needy c*nt, moaning her support as she watches you knock up Rosie. What a delightfully close family you are.

It seems she isn't left to her own devices for long. Clearly satisfied that he doesn't need to attend whatever problem it was that he went away to deal with, Coach had returned, placing his green hands on Izzy's shoulders to bring her attention back to him. He chuckles as he sees the state your in. "Looks like you really like your sister, huh? Can't say I blame you. Goodness knows back in my day I may have peeked at my sister a fair share of times in the shower, or while she was sleepin'. Took gettin' her black out drunk to get anythin' more out of her though. Glad to see your family is a bit more open minded. Now... Izzy, let's see how well you can take a co*ck compared to your sisters then."

He lays himself on the ground and brings Izzy onto his crotch, sliding her onto his co*ck and starting to bounce her up and down. As she moans out, her green glow grows even more intense. You and Rosie bask in its light as you pound her into the ground, feeling the energy radiating off of your sister just make you all the more eager to rut and f*ck all day and all night long. Coach reaches up to maul and tug at Izzy's tit* as she rides him, turning to look off towards the entrance of the room with a co*cky smirk on his lips every so often.

The sports team seemed to have clustered themselves towards the entrance, but keeping close to the four of you. The attention shifts between watching what was going on behind them with clear hunger, to snarling and snapping aggressively at the door. Not that that mattered to you. You had bigger concerns on your mind. The overwhelming need to pump out your balls entirely into Rosie and make her the mother of your child. In the fugue of needing to breed Rosie plump and thick, you faintly catch the sense that someone was yelling something over towards you. The voice sounded familiar... something in your mind remembered it... whoever it was was a good... slu*t-Paladin. Whatever that meant. Sounded fun, good for her.

Whatever she's saying seems to catch Coach's attention and you're slightly distanced from the green glow radiating off of both him and Izzy as, with a slap to your sister's ass, he gets her to rise off of him and then ushers her over towards the voice. From the sounds of moaning that follows, he slips himself back inside of her again and begins f*cking her while standing up, probably very similar to how you were f*cked by him when you passed your try out. Something in Coach's tone, however, indicates concern, and he slows his pace of pounding into your sister as he seems to be carefully considering something the slu*t-Paladin had said. Maybe she was asking to join the Cheer Team too?

My body was singing, feelings and urges coursing through my body like I had never felt before! My body had a new mind of its own. Located deep within my balls, filling me with dark and dirty thoughts that made me need to breed this lovely little sister of mine but maybe after… would it be any woman? I didn’t know, right now, but I just know that Rosie’s little puss* fit so f*cking snuggly around my co*ck. “A Rad-doe? Mmm no I think you’re gonna become a good little Brahmin bitch okay~ when your new tit* grow in you’ll definitely look like one too bitch~ now shut it and take my co*ck!”

I slam my lips down back onto Rosie’s picking up my pace to match the speed my tongue was attacking hers. I threw my hips into hers, but I rolling my hips, stirring her insides with my new tool. Feeling every fold and bump and ridge in this delicate little flower. “Mmm~ Rosie I hope you know~ after I make you a Mama~ Im never letting go of this puss*~ while your little baby bump grows I’ll be sure to give our baby more baby batter~ that’ll help her growth right?” My voice was light and airy. The height of my bliss as I imagined my little sister with more and more sisters for our cheer team~ and certainly maybe more sisters for me to breed too~

Coach spoke up next to me and I turned my head to him. A dopey smile on my face as he described a story about his own sister. “Mmm~ she sounds like a love piece of Ass coach. Hope you had fun knocking her up too.” I said as gave Rosie a slap on her tit.

“Maybe our own kids will want to knock up their own mommy would you like that Rosie? Say yes!” I slap her other tit.

The primal urge rises within me as I continue to throw my hips into the cute cum smeared blonde. Her hair splayed out and a blank and dopey look on her face that contorted by the shock of my co*ck coring out her puss*.

But something seems to be happening just outside. Mmm I wanted to look. The voice was familiar. But whoever this slu*t-Paladin was she wasn’t worth my attention. My little breeding hole was the only thing worth my attention and that was because my balls were telling me to fill her up with cum.

“Here we go Rosie~ I’m about to make you a mommy! So scream! Tell me you love my co*ck and that you’ll be my little jackrabbit~ because Im. Knocking. You. UP!” I feel my balls tense up. Hitching up after rope after rope of potent seed floods my cute little sister. The purest white cum coating her insides. A cool wave of relief washes over me almost immediately but I can’t help but keep my co*ck sheathed in my little sister, our juices mixing together as she was knocked up.

“Hope you liked it Rosie~ it won’t be the last one~” I say as I flop onto her chest, my nose brushing up against her cheek as I lay a kiss on her picking up a stray strand of coach’s cum as I do. What even was happening anymore..

Hull was never one for relying on her words to solve a problem. She would much rather fight her way through to save her team members, but right now her sledgehammer was lying on the floor behind a line of feral ghouls that refused to be goaded out from the room they were in. She wasn't so overly confidant as to try and take them all on with her fists. She did have a few grenades, but those weren't safe to use with Newton, Cotton and Mayer nearby. Especially when the Glowing One - the bastard that seemed to be able to command the others - brought Mayer up front and began f*cking her right before Hull's very eyes.

What the f*ck did he do to her? He pistoned his hips to drive his co*ck in and out of her, gripping her arms behind her back as he stood her up just to be used as a walking f*ck toy. She didn't fight back. If anything, she welcomed what was happening to her, moaning eagerly as the ghoul f*cked her while using her as a meat shield to stop Hull from hurting him. All attempts of speaking to Mayer fell on death ears, the pilot's eyes rolled up in pleasure, tongue hanging out happily. Whenever she did seem to look in Hull's direction, it was like the Paladin was invisible to her. Her body seemed to glow in places... her hair and freckles and eyes... almost with the same sickly green that the ghoul himself had... and watching it made Hull feel fuzzy. It made her voice trail off into silence whenever she tried to speak. It was no easy task making a persuasive argument when she found herself occasionally drooling in silence at the sight of her captured friend getting raped before her eyes. Yet, somehow she managed.

She wasn't a shrewd diplomat, but the situation they were in was straightforward enough that even she could convey how bad it was to hang around in a place like this. The ghoul's concern showed that he understood it as well. She had allies nearby that could reinforce her in moments now that they knew where their lost team members were. And to make matters worse, a whole army of raiders was on its way. If the Brotherhood didn't get to this ghoul then they certainly would. Best to leave while he still could - and do so in a way that didn't piss off the Brotherhood so he could leave quickly and unharmed.

While this was happening, your conquest of your sister had reached its frantic and fevered height. Long gone was any familial urge to care and protect her innocence, replaced with the need to rut and breed so powerful that you had begun treating her rougher than even the feral ghouls had treated either of you earlier. She was a sexy little toy for you, one that could pop out your babies and be ready to receive more - and you made that clear to her with your words as well as your actions.

You didn't even let her try to form her own opinion on her kids knocking her up should such a day ever come, slapping her tit* to knock aside her thoughts with the motion and force her to accept your own answer. "Yes!" she cries out. "I'm just a slu*tty Brahmin bitch! I'm only here to be knocked up."

Along with her cries and moans, you're delighted by the feeling of her body. Her tight, wet, slu*tty c*nt - well used by the whole sports team yet still has enough grip to it to milk your thick co*ck as you ploughed its shape into her hole - trembled and clenched around your shaft multiple times over. The sensation of being bred by her sister seemed to do a number on Rosie's body, and you found yourself starting to recognise the feeling of her reaching her climax, cumming from your aggressive claiming of her body. You kept her on this org*smic high, keeping her going with such deep and rough thrusts. She was taking well to her new role as being your breeding hole, your personal seed bed. You were going to make your little sister a mama and you had long since f*cked out any part of her brain that might protest to it by the time you started to pump her full of your cum.

A shiver runs up your spine. Your body knows its done. As you spill your load deep within her, hot and powerful and extremely virile, you know you've sealed Rosie's fate. Your seed will find their mark within her, and she will carry your child. The thought makes your co*ck throb and burst out a little more cum within her just to prove a point. The first of many loads of cum you plan on dumping within Rosie. This was going to be a regular thing now. She belonged beneath you and you were going to breed her as often as you could.

As you collapse on top of her, your sweaty, sticky bodies sliding together, your heavy tit* all but enveloping her own as you kissed at her, she gasps and gazes up at the ceiling, her eyes devoid of any thought in the slightest as her body continued to twitch and shake from such a rough pounding. Her drool runs heavily enough to trickle down to your neck as you hear her gasping, heavy breaths as she spins in what must be her heaviest org*sm yet, all while your co*ck kept itself sheathed within her - right where it belonged, twitching while surrounded by her juices and your seed.

You're reminded of the others around you - the tasty co*cks and other breedable hole nearby - as Izzy as dropped on her ass beside you, her c*nt leaking her juices across the floor from her recent f*cking. Coach didn't finish inside, seemingly in a hurry as he strokes his co*ck a few times after pulling out and sprays a gooey, green load all over her face and tit*. He turns and shoots more over your back, showering you in his magnificent seed almost in celebration of your recent conquest of your sister.

"Wish we could keep this going longer, girls... but the boys and I have to be off it seems. Maybe we'll run into each other again out there, somewhere. Hate to see good... ah... talent go to waste."

He blows on his whistle a few times and the sports team start shuffling over to follow him. His duffle bag sits beside you, still upon as he gathers his boys up while putting away his co*ck. There were a fair few things in there you hadn't gotten a chance to try out yet, and the two you did so far were really fun... must be more goodies in there. Maybe you still had time to use one or two more before Coach had to go.

I feel a few ropes of the glowing green ji*zz splash against my body but I could hardly react with more than a twitch of my co*ck. Some of the aggression recedes as I look upon Rosie’s face. She’s my new breeding Brahmin, but as she looked absolutely zoned out.. her bliss rolling through her mind. I couldn’t help but think about how cute she is.. maybe she’d be even cuter if she was closer to a Brahmin too..

Coach’s whistle blasts bring me back from the edge of my afterglow and I groan. A small part of the fog on my mind was gone but I was still horny as hell.. I pull my co*ck free from Rosie’s sloshing c*nt feeling my cum spill out of her like I had just unplugged the drain. I rise to my knees and crawl over to the duffle bag and retrieve the two syringes that had animals on the post it notes. One of a Brahmin and another of what looked like a dog, though it was labeled Dogmeat. My mouth salivated somewhat look at them and before Coach noticed I pushed the Brahmin syringe into Rosie and the Dogmeat one into Mayer.

Rosie, in my excitement, gets a heavy dose as I push the plunger down and watch the milky liquid enter into her blood stream. Mayer on the other hand I haphazardly jam the needle into her glowing ass and push it down just a small bit before pulling it out to conceal it from coach. Maybe I’ll have more use for it later.

But whatever Coach was doing I did feel disappointed that he might not f*ck me or our newly formed cheer team again. And so soon after we passed our tryouts! “Take care coach! You taught me an my sisters a really valuable lesson.” I fire him a smile and wave innocently at him. Watching him go as I look to see what that slu*t-Paladin was doing.

As both your sisters cry out in surprise and start to moan as the changes begin to overcome them, Coach looks your way, quickly figuring out what you've done. He doesn't have time to comment on it, however, quickly zipping up his duffle bag and snatching it back up again, taking it away with him. "I had so much more to teach the three of you, too. Heh... maybe I should've gotten out of here, sooner. Who knows how many future cheer leaders me and my boys could've been training out there in the big wide world."

He blows on his whistle a couple times more and starts rushing off, the sports team following him. Your left in the sports hall with not a co*ck in sight... excluding the new one that seemed to rise to attention once again at the sights and sounds of your sisters' riving bodies. Izzy's changes pass relatively quickly. One long moan and then she gasps to catch her breath, doubled over as she reaches back to gently rub the spot on her butt you jabbed with the syringe. Only it wasn't just her usual, smooth, freckle clad ass she was rubbing and shaking in your direction. Atop her butt, wagging in the air excitedly, was a bushy and green dog tail that had a faint glow to it. She seems to notice something is wrong, and turns her head over her shoulder to have a look.

"Did you shove something up my ass, Vickie? Is that a tail butt plug? I can't... I can't quite see it from here..." she shuffles around, trying to get a good look at her own ass. "Feels weird. What is it?" she asks, scooting onto all fours in order to turn herself around more easily. She gets caught in a cycle of scurrying around, chasing after her own butt as she tries to see the cute, fuzzy dog tail she now sports. Breathing as heavy as she is from her recent many f*cks, she's almost panting too as she does this to complete the image.

Rosie's transformation is a bigger ordeal. Her c*nt clenches down as her hips thrash in the air, your cum still leaking out of her freshly f*cked hole as she climaxes once again from the sensations running across her body. Her tit* swell, growing bigger by the second until they rival and then surpass your own. For a moment you wonder if you jabbed her with the boob chems by mistake anyway, but then you see milk start to spray out from her nipples. Lactating already like the perfect mama should. Its when her feet kick into the air that you start to see the more drastic changes, however, as its not feet that fly before your face but hooves. Hooves on the ends of legs covered in short, blonde fur. Rosie's pubes seem to grow thicker and bushier, however the fur stops short part way up her thighs, leaving her body as smooth as it was before - aside from her arms which seem just as furry as her legs, the fur stopping shortly before her shoulders almost like long blonde gloves.

Her body seems to become more shapely and curvaceous, a little plumper and thicker in parts. You wouldn't be surprised if she was stronger as there seemed to be a decent mix of fat and muscle being added to Rosie's previously demure and slim build. Her ass plumps out and at the end of it springs forth a bovine tail that swishes about a she wriggles drastically around. When she finally settles down and sits upright, her huge tit* swinging forward and spilling milk all over herself, you see a pair of cute horns poking out from the top of her head, and her ears twitch at the sides of her head more like that of a Brahmin than a human. Her final moans as the transformation completes are long "Mooo~"s.

The slu*t-Paladin who had arrived seemed to have nothing to say at the moment, staring in absolute shock at the three of you, her eyes seemingly finding something to see about each of you that keeps her stunned. Now that you see her up close, in all her naked glory, well of course you recognise her. She ate out your puss*, you can't forget something like that. The two of you even shared a co*ck together with Rosie. She was another... sister... right? You knew her the same way you did Rosie and Izzy, so... yeah... that felt right. She was Sophia... but maybe you should just call her Sophie. That would be easier to say, especially if you had to say it around a mouth full of co*ck or while moaning a lot.

"Acting Elder Newton?" she eventually manages to murmur out. Those were a lot of big words... she was trying to refer to you right? The elder sister. She might be a bit confused though, you remembered her not being the smartest of the bunch. "We need to get you out of here. We can reattempt the mission after we assess... what's happened to you all."

“See ya around Coach~ maybe you’ll have your dream cheer team soon!” I say waving him off.

I couldn’t help but laugh a little when I saw Izzy shuffle around like a dog. Spinning round and round. The way her tail swished around and brushed against her ass, I couldn’t help but give it a good hard SMACK as she made another turn. “If there was anything I wanted to stick in your ass Izzy id be my co*ck~ but It suits you Izzy~ now you have something that helps bring out your personality.” I smile at her as the change happening to Rosie catches my attention.

The severity of it made my mouth water. It had done sooooo much more than I could have wanted from the boob drugs but this was a much for fun result. Watching with delight at how she rounds out and how her tit* swell with so much lovely milk~ our kid will love her mommy’s milk for sure.

I catch myself stroking my co*ck as I watch Rosie’s body morph into something much more Brahmin like, fur and hooves and cute little ears and a cute little tail flutter about. And that moo to cap it off.. it too that voice’s intervention to stop me from raping Little Rosie then and there as I spin my head.

“Ohhh heyyy, hiya Sophie~ fancy seeing you here. Were you ummm… here for the try outs as well?” Seeing her in her naked glory my co*ck twitch again. My body seems to move on its own as I quickly try and approach the muscular sister but my legs give out..

“f*ck.. Ole’Vickie is a bit tuckered out..” I breathe heavily as Sophie speaks up. “Hmm? What were you saying?” I respond not really getting what she was saying but I was certainly in no way able to stop Sophie. “Mind um.. helping your sister out?” I say offering a hand for her to take.

Izzy's yelp as you spank her ass isn't too far off from a bark. She pauses in her pursuit of her tail to look over to you with a smirk, showing of her teeth - a few of which seem a bit sharper now around the corners of her mouth. She looks at your co*ck as you mention wanting to stick it in her ass and gives her lips a lick. You suspect the interruption of Sophie trying to get the lot of you out of... wherever you were... was the only thing that stopped her from going down on you there and then to give your new co*ck a taste test.

Sophie goes about helping each of you get to your feet, you all having been f*cked too many ways to remember even if your heads weren't so heavily addled by ghoul cum. As Rosie gets to her feet, she seems slightly taller thanks to her hooves however was still just a bit shorter than the rest of you, giving her a cute stockiness to her new build. With you not being able to stand on your own at the moment, Sophie scoops you up and carries you bridle style in her arms. Izzy doesn't seem to be having much luck walking either, however while Sophie seems to try and figure out if she can carry the both of you, Rosie scoops her up. She looks as surprised as everyone else that this works, but it seems her new body isn't just for show as she follows Sophie out.

New Perks Gained:
Newton

Cheer Captain

BFG

Cotton

Heavy Udders

Cheerleader

Bovine Build

Bovine Brain

Mayer

Cheerleader

Atomic Glow

The light feels very bright on your eyes as you're carried out of the gymnasium, cradled in Hull's arms. Heavy footfalls draw your attention to an armoured figure lumbering over to you. "What happened in there? Are... f*ck... are you all alright? Is that Scribe Cotton?"

"We need to evacuate. Elder Newton, Knight Mayer and Scribe Cotton are in no fit state to complete their mission." Hull responds. "We should get the Xephos out of here and return once we're able to."

Decker looks between the lot of you and soon a familiar blonde woman joins his side. Sundown whistles as she sees the sight before her. "Well hot damn, can't say I saw this outcome coming our way."

Decker calls over the radio for the rest of the defending force to gather up before the Raider's return and then gestures for Hull to get the lot of you onto the Xiphos. You and the members of your Cheer Team are sat down and secured in place, even if Rosie's tit* made it a bit difficult to wrap a belt around her. The emergency Rad-Away onboard gets put to immediate use as Decker starts up the Xiphos's engines. You still can't fly the thing, but it might just be possible to drive it back to the ranch. Or at least somewhere away from the approaching Raider forces. The slow lumbering Protectron Deputy is brought onboard the Xiphos to join you. Combs and Curtis arrive back from their various defensive positions, Combs poking his head into the Xiphos during start up to see how the lot of you were doing.

"f*ck... heard about mutations and freaky chems that could do stuff like this... never travelled enough to see it before." he murmurs. He steps over to you, brushing aside some of your hair, though before he can speak, Hull's hand pushes him gently back.

"They going to be okay?" he asks her, trying not to leer too much at her naked body as he does so.

Hull doesn't give much of a response, but gestures outside of the Xiphos. "You and your partner should stick along the outside with Sundown and the Brahmin. Brotherhood have a lot of rules about non-members being on our transports and... well, we could use more eyes and guns out there right now than in here. We'll swing by Arlington first to drop you all off."

Lucidity slowly returns to you as the Rad-Away starts to take effect while the Xiphos gets moving. You're still not quite... all there... but the effects of the ghoul brain are starting to wear off. It seems the effects of everything else... however... was here to stay. Much of which was inflicted by you yourself.

"Ohh Sophie you're so strong~ Im so glad you're my Sister, but you've got a funny nickname. Its the only thing i can think about when i see you. Though now.." I cut myself off as without a doubt due to my lack of clothes she'd be able to see my co*ck spring to life somewhat, and tap against her ribs and breast. Maybe we were sisters considered how naked we all were. It was just so fun not having to worry about clothes snagging against stuff.

Carried out into the sun i couldnt help but blink my eyes.. ugh.. Was the sun always so bright. Seeing the big suit of armor walk over to me i instinctively clench onto Sophie a bit harder, scared of what it'll do until i hear them speak. "Ohh its, haha its nice to see you, im fine! more than fine, im so happy to be on a new cheer team with my sisters!" I say not really grasping the words Sophie or Ms. Knight lady was saying, but i dont really care anyway, as Sophie continues to carry me over to the weird metal thing they've got.

In a chair and strapped in, with funny looking orange liquid dripping into my arm.. I feel my head start to pierce through cloudiness that plauged me for the past hour.

"f*ck.." Is the first lucid thing i say as i look down at myself, my Suit and weapons were ditched when we were ambushed and taken in the room.. Rosie and Mayer's gear too all lost. We mapped out the gymnasium but now those raiders will have the run of the place.

I look at Rosie in the seat next to me and then to Mayer in the seat across, the fuzzy tail swishing back and forth making it a bit awkward for her to sit flush with the back rest. It might make piloting awkward too without a modification to the pilot chairs. I overheard Combs and Curtis talk briefly with Hull, but the outcome certainly didnt sound good.

"Well.. we're gonna need to debrief." I say trying to regain some of my former confidence as the Acting Elder. "Umm Mayer, Cotton, im sorry. It seems in my stupor i led us into that trap and now in my frenzy ive done something unforgivable." My voice was low and i felt on the verge of tears.

"I promise i'll find a way to reverse what i did to you two. And Rosie, er Cotton, im sure Longhorn has medicine we can use to prevent you going to term. It should be fine." I say with a gulp, though my eyes drift down towards her belly and i cant help but want to ram my co*ck into her and drain my balls into that new body of hers. "I wouldnt want you to end up indisposed because of something i forced onto you, that umm.. Coach. Did to us." Whatever Mayer or Cotton say to me i use the radio to order Decker to drive us to longhorn. We'll need to resupply and that means another round of negotiations.

Travelling Via Land in Vertiberd: Enclave Awareness in FWA Increased to 76%

Wasteland Travel - 1 Hours to Arlington Assistance Drop Off - 35% - 1 Possible Encounter

Luck Roll: 14

Your apologies, however genuine, are undercut by your co*ck - standing as tall and eager as ever between your legs. Thick beads of precum roll down from your tip as you check out Cotton's new and enhanced body secured in her seat across from you. The smell coming off of her was as heavenly as her looks, a heady musk that smothered your senses and stoked the flames within you that urged you to keep breeding her. Longhorn could very well have something that would help prevent a regular pregnancy, but in your gut you knew what you just did to your Scribe was far from regular. She was going to be carrying your child and it was going to start showing sooner or later. Just what effects both your transformations would have on the pregnancy remain to be seen.

"Unng... Vickie..." Cotton murmurs as she seems to start to come to her senses too. "Er... I mean, Elder Newton... I... my head feels dizzy. Like I got kicked on the noggin by a Bighorner... maybe kicked in a couple of other places too now that I think about it. I don't think any of us can be held accountable for what went on in there. Those ghouls... don't know if it was because of the chems or the radiation or what, but they weren't proper - even by already wacky feral standards."

You manage to get away from the old Arlington ruins without running into the oncoming raider forces. From the sounds of gun fire and shouting not too far away, you expect it was quite the close call but by sheer luck Decker has chosen a path that takes the Xiphos away from the sights of the raiders. A head on encounter with them right now would undoubtedly go poorly with only a handful of people still in fighting shape. Not long later you part ways with Combs, Curtis and the Deputy who head on their ways back to Arlington to report back to the Sheriff. She probably won't be happy that the raiders are one step closer to claiming the arsenal for themselves.

Wasteland Travel - 2 Hours to Longhorn Ranch - 66% - 2 Possible Encounters

Luck Rolls: 5 and 1

Your head seems like its fully cleared by now. You were still a couple of hours out from Longhorn Ranch and down your expanded escort, though you still had the company of Sundown to add to your retinue. Decker had swapped positions with Hull after dropping off the Deputy, meaning she could guard along the outside of the Xiphos in her power armour while Hull - much more exposed with nothing to wear herself - drove the Xiphos along. You were free to chat with the gradually sobering up Mayer and Cotton within the passenger compartment while Decker and Sundown protected the Brahmin outside and kept a look out for incoming threats.

Threats that make themselves known with a very familiar and dreaded noise. Plasma fire. Both Brahmin drop immediately as Decker and Sundown begin returning fire, scrambling up onto the Xiphos for cover. The 'bird is hot shortly after that and from the sounds of the engines its a bad hit, causing the vehicle to stall and go still on the ground. Hull curses from the pilot seat and scrambles back, looking for anything she can use as a weapon. Mayer and Cotton both begin unbuckling themselves. As worn out as they are, this isn't a fight anyone can afford to sit out of. The Enclave had found you.

You couldn't yet tell how many there were, but if it was just a scouting party sent to search the Fort Worth Area for Brotherhood survivors then you just might be able to take them in a fair fight. You would just need to be careful not to-

CLANK

FZZZT

FLASH

Smoke spills out of a grenade that landed right within the Xiphos. Moments later, your vision is blinded by a bright pink light. The rest is history. One by one you are pulled from the Xiphos and thrown to your knees. There seem to only be three Enclave soldiers here, and only one of whom had actual power armour - the other two wearing masks to protect themselves from their gas grenades and hypnotic flashes. You watch as Decker's Power Armour is melted into a steaming pile of useless slag by plasma fire. Fortunately Decker herself had long since left it and knelt beside you with a vacant drooling smile on her face. The entire Sisterhood plus Sundown prostrated themselves before the Enclave, fingering themselves, toying with themselves an moaning mindlessly as their gear was destroyed piece by piece.

They keep you staring into the pink light while they command your minds with their words. Telling you to submit. That you belonged to the Enclave. Your place was beneath them. That you and the rest of the Brotherhood should give in and submit to the Enclave's will. That there was no defiance. Only acceptance and subservience.

It feels so good to finally have that cleared up.

They pull out collars and start clasping them around your necks. You feel yours click into place and a slight sting follows as it injects something into you. You don't know what it is, but it makes you feel good. Obedient. Needing someone strong to tell you what to do. Once all of you are collared up, they seem to be trying to radio in to someone, before they notice something that alarms them.

A roar draws their attention away from you and in a blur the two soldiers outside of power armour are eviscerated by the sweeping claw of a terrible beast. The very aptly named Deathclaw. The Power Armoured one puts up more of a fight, but their weapon is destroyed and claw digging into the back of their armour seems to damage it severely. They can't move any longer and collapse onto the ground. The Deathclaw tries to rip into the armour to get at the meat inside, but gets frustrated with the attempts and turns its attention to you. You and your girls, kneeling uselessly as you all drooled at air as empty as your heads.

It takes a few steps to approach you but stops, looking over you all curiously, sniffing the air around you. From between its legs, a mighty twitching manages to catch your air as your brain slowly starts to chug back along. A huge co*ck... sliding its way out from its sheath, pulsating with growing need as it senses a bunch of easily conquerable slu*ts in heat. And right now all you could think about was how you existed to serve those stronger than you... and the strongest entity nearby was proven to just be this Deathclaw.

I wave goodbye to Comb, Curtis, and the deputy as they split off from our group. Watching with strange uncertainty as while I’m happy no one in the party I had recruited to help in this operation was hurt. I can’t help but feel I had failed them and the sheriff even if she wasn’t here to help directly. My eyes flicker back to the memory of her, those raven locks and those blood red eyes. Those volleyball sized tit*.. I felt my co*ck twitch before I was brought back to reality by the course heat of my co*ck against my thigh pulling me back from my fantasy.

“f*ck..” I mutter to myself, I failed my first major operation as Acting Elder. And all I could think about is how hot the sheriff was. I clenched my own stomach. It wasn’t a good sign. Maybe I didn’t deserve to be elder. Maybe someone else should take over. Maybe Decker, or Hull..

I could feel myself shrivel up somewhat in my seat, even if I tried to project strength.. it was clear that this was a major set back. Hearing Cotton regain some of herself was a bit reassuring, but I couldn’t help but still feel guilty, even as much co*ck throbbed against my stomach as I gazed upon her body. “Y-your right Cotton, those ghouls were quite strange. No doubt to the many drugs they were subjected to over the decades by Coach.” I gulp but I try to settle back into a normal amount of conversation to take my mind off my failure.

The next hour was at least pleasant. The air was warm, the sky was blue. The Brahmin we had borrowed from longhorn to transport the gear we were supposed to bring back mooed and trodded along. This calm was cut short though when I hear the whir and wind up of plasma coils and the gooification of one of the Bhramin and the death shrill of another. “What’s happening?!” I shout as I wrestle my buckles to try and escape out of my seat only to feel the Xiphos sputter a pathetic death as its engines were hit and it came to an abrupt halt.

The next moments were nightmarish and familiar. First the gas then the flashes cutting through the smoke. The chill I felt turns to warmth as with a blank look on my face I follow a handsome enclave soldier grab me by the hand the cut me out of my seat. I follow along, thrown to my knees like a good enclave slave as another soldier holds a lamp in front of me and my sisters~ All of us happily staring into that Lovely light I nod along to their words, feeling all of my worries, doubts and fears melt away as I nod along.

“Yes sir~ Collar this brotherhood whor*~ make me and my sisters into worthless Enclave breeding bitches” I say to confirm to the soldier I was ready to be claimed.

And claimed I was as I felt and saw a collar clasped around my neck and everyone else’s. Even sundowner. A pair of holes about to get herself stuffed with amazing Enclave co*ck!

The chill I feel from the injection only serves to cement the teachings the enclave had just given me and my sisters. Serve your superiors, obey your betters, worship the Strong— before the lesson full takes hold a roar cuts through the calm tone the soldiers held. Replaced with screams and more plasma fire but it was too late.

I saw in front of my a Deathclaw that utterly destroyed the enclave patrol. I couldn’t help but smile. That musk, that co*ck. I knew my purpose. “Okay sisters, gather round. This co*ck needs taking care of and you all know what to do right?” I say with a blank look on my face as I crawl towards the deathclaw, My master~ and begin to plant kisses along that dark ridged co*ck. I could only obey my programming~ but deep down a part of my soul wanted to be f*cked into the ground by this beast of a dick~ to feel it coat my insides with his seed. But only he could choose who to breed first~

As your lips touch your master's co*ck, the Deathclaw lets out a heavy huff through its nose, widening its stance as it took in the sight of you submitting yourself entirely to it. Its demeanour shifts, the hostility simmering down to make way for something new. No less aggressive and dominant, but now your master settled in with comfort to the role of a predator being rewarded for a successful hunt by his many mates rather than one seeking prey to feast upon. At least, not to feast upon in the traditional sense.

You sisters begin to shuffle forward, letting out needy moans as they see your master's co*ck rise further and further from its sheath. Such a huge f*cking co*ck, their was plenty to share between all of you. Izzy began to give off a faint glow yet again and her tail started wagging as her lips joined yours in worshiping the Deathclaw's mighty co*ck. It grew more and more, pulsing hot and angrily above you as Rosie began to run her tongue down from below its head to partway down its shaft. Sophie took to the creature's side and across from her Sunny took the other, kissing and lapping and sucking worshipfully along the length of Deathclaw f*ck meat before their eyes. The heavy balls that swung beneath the shaft began to draw their attention. Big and heavy as they were, they had plenty to share as they began worshipping your master's balls. Finally Jay Decker came as close as she has to a co*ck since losing her own. You know most of all how she must feel right now. Your own co*ck springs up with excitement as you please your master and taste him on your tongue, but you know your tool won't be needed here. Not when there's such a bigger, mightier co*ck nearby that deserved everyone's attention. If your own pathetic, inferior co*ck could bring pleasure to Rosie and knock her up, whose to say what master's far superior co*ck could accomplish? Perhaps all your sisters will have a baby or two baking inside of each of them after this too.

The musk from its sack flowed across all of you, making your bodies ache with need. As Jay pressed her lips to the Deathclaw's tip, a pulse ran down from that very sack, across his huge co*ck so that everyone's lips could feel it run by, until a thick dollop of pre splattered out the tip, coating Jay's face and lips. So thick was this beast's pre that it trickled down from her mouth and over her tit* and continued to spill forth, drooling onto the ground. Rosie and Izzy both leaned forward to catch as much of it with their tongues or cup it into their hands, while Jay caught plenty with her melons. Jay lets out a huge moan, her body shuddering. Her eyes roll back in her head. Her thighs twitch and between them her untouched puss* sprays its juices on the ground. Her first female org*sm, brought about simply from tasting the Deathclaw's precum.

Rosie and Izzy follow closely behind and soon enough the pungent odour of the precum hits you and the others, making all of you climax before you get a chance to reach over and taste some yourself. The Deathclaw didn't even seem close to getting fully worked up yet - this was just a taste of what was to come - a sign that it was beginning to enjoy itself.