Lucy McLean gets dirty (Fallout)

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Lucy McLean had spent her entire life in Shelter 33, an underground nuclear shelter built to protect its inhabitants from the devastation of the outside world. Over the years, stories from the outside became myths, and Lucy's curiosity grew along with her desire to explore the surface. Finally, the day came when the shelter doors opened and Lucy alone, stepped out into the outside world for the first time.

The landscape she encountered was bleak. The ruins of the ancient civilisation were bathed in a radioactive sun, and the air was thick with a haze that made it difficult to breathe. Nevertheless, Lucy's determination drove her forward, eager to find a new home or resources for her people.

Soon after leaving, she began to feel dizzy and weak. The radiation, despite precautions, was still intense. The outside world had not fully healed. Lucy fell to her knees, feeling her body give way under the weight of the radiation. Finally, she lost consciousness and collapsed to the ground.

Maximus, a soldier of the Brotherhood of Steel, was patrolling the area in his imposing steel servo-armour, designed to protect him from the dangers of the wasteland. Seeing Lucy's limp body, he ran to her and crouched down to help her. Just then, Lucy awoke abruptly. Not understanding who she was or what was happening, her survival instinct kicked in. In an act of superhuman strength, she grabbed Maximus by the collar of his armour. Surprisingly, his hands began to apply such pressure that the steel began to yield and break.

Maximus struggled to free himself, but Lucy seemed possessed by an unknown strength and rage. She rose, holding him in the air, and began to pound his armor with fists filled with incredible force, shredding the metal as if it were paper. Each blow echoed with a metallic clang as Maximus' armour crumbled piece by piece.

Maximus, almost fainting, watched in horror and amazement as Lucy's body began to change. Her muscles were growing at an alarming rate, tearing at the sleeves of her suit as her stature increased. Now, she was twice her size, a colossus of muscle and brute strength.

In a last-ditch attempt to defend himself, Maximus reached for his weapon, but Lucy was quicker. With a single punch, she knocked him unconscious. The contrast between the two was striking: Lucy, now a muscular giant, lay victorious over a completely defeated Maximus.

With no apparent effort, Lucy lifted Maximus' unconscious body onto her shoulders and carried him back to the shelter. There, against his will, she subjected him to her desires, unable to resist his overwhelming strength and presence. The situation was a stark reminder that the outside world had its own dangers, and Lucy McClean, transformed by radiation, had become one of them.

Lucy grins wickedly, effortlessly lifting Maximus up and pressing his face against her ample chest.

She relishes the way his small body is dwarfed by her towering, muscular frame.

"That's it, Maximus. Worship me, worship my body."

She purrs, her grip tightening until he can barely breathe. "You're mine now, little one.

Mine to do with as I please."Lucy moans softly as he eagerly latch onto her sensitive nipple, his tongue swirling and teasing. Her hips rock involuntarily, betraying her growing arousal.

"Yesss, that's it. Don't stop, it make me feel good... if you do I break your neck with my tits"

You are my slave you understand me bitch?