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"Boom, Crack, Bang, Pow!"

A savage gaggle of at least half a dozen raiders pounded viciously against the ancient door of what was once a hotel janitor's closet. The barbaric vagabonds laughed, yelled, jeered, and whistled as they kicked and slammed the butts of their pipe weapons against the surprisingly durable yet rusty barrier before them. The muffled cries of the lone woman behind it pleading with them to show her mercy fell on deaf ears as all she had managed to do was entice them to try even harder. Their obnoxious taunts and head-rattling racket echoed throughout the crumbling ruin of the old-world hotel as they worked at the rickety door, determined to claim their prize.

Meanwhile on the other end of the door stood the lone woman trying desperately to fight back an uproar of laughter as she backed away from the door. Its hinges rattled as the nails started to fall out one by one and the old wooden chair she had shoved against the knob began to crack and splinter from the force of the unaware raiders smashing away from the other side. Her pleas and cries were awfully convincing but she couldn't stop herself from smiling. She used her nails to pick at her large razor-sharp teeth, preparing to leave her frail human disguise behind in favor of her true form but just as one of the door's hinges flew off its perch and the chair shoved against the door cracked away into pieces, a barrage of gunfire rang out from the other side of her temporary shelter.

She stopped mid-pick, turning her teeth back into their flat white façade as her burning orange eyes widened with surprise. Several shots rang out, muffled only slightly by the door as the raiders grunted in pain. There was one last thump against the door before the raiders returned fire. They only lasted a brief moment though and she could hear the unmistakable sound of death as the last savage choked on his own blood just outside the door. She huffed as she tugged on her ragged red dress, disappointed that the honor of killing the raiders had been taken from her but she was still glad that they were gone.

"Hey uhh, miss," a young warm voice called out from beyond her shelter, "are you okay in there? The uhh, the raiders are gone." The man on the other end chuckled before noisily rustling through one of his kill's equipment. Faking an expression of desperation, she slowly pulled on the door knob, only for it to fall completely off of its hinges and crash to the floor beside her.

Seven raiders lay dead in puddles of blood before her with obvious gunshot wounds on vital parts of their bodies. She looked up to see her "savior" rummaging through one of the cadaver's armor, removing any ammo and bottle caps he could find. He was an anthro, some kind of reptilian with a stout pointy tail. His scales were a dark green but the front of his neck had a visibly lighter green color to it and above his brown plated brows was a head of short dark blonde hair, complimented with a bushy chinstrap of facial hair. After a moment, he looked back up at her, standing up straight as he gazed at her with his gleaming bright blue eyes. A smile slowly spread across his face, showing the dimples at the end of his muzzle as he took one of his hands off of his combat rifle to wave at her.

"Hey," he said softly, "you doin' okay?" She ran her fingers along the top of her hairless head, smiling back at him as she scanned him with her wandering eyes. She could see his toned muscled frame through his tight vault suit and noticed his mix of leather and metal armor that had all been coated in black paint and a scoped bolt-action rifle slung over his back with a pistol holstered on his waist. She met his cool eyes with her own fiery gaze.

"Yeah I'm fine," she said in a tired tone, "thanks to you. You're quite a shot there." He chuckled slightly, holding his rifle with both hands but without either of them being near the trigger.

"Thanks, I've had some practice. I'm just sorry I didn't find y'all sooner. Would have stopped them before they got to you already." She raised a brow in confusion but looked down to realize the only piece of clothing covering her busty form was her tattered red dress. It appeared the young man was not aware of her façade, despite her eyes being discolored for a human. She giggled in response.

"Oh no hon it's okay, they didn't get to me. You showed up just in time, but you sure took all the fun out of all it; taking them all down by yourself."

"Oh, I'm sorry ma'am, couldn't help myself. I'm not really a fan of these guys."

"I'm just playing with you hon, neither am I. I appreciate you helping me I really do. I suppose you'll want something in return, but I don't really have any caps..." She paused, tapping her chin with one of her hands as she squeezed her breasts together in her arms and stared alluringly at him. "I could blow you real quick. How's that handsome?" He reeled back in surprise with wide eyes, shaking his head quickly at the suddenness of such a forward offer.

"Uhhhhh, well I appreciate that a lot ma'am, but it's fine, you don't need to pay me anything. I was just happy to help."

"Really?" She returned her posture to normal, taken back in her own form of surprise as she smiled warmly at him, twirling slightly in place as she scanned his body once again. "Well if that's the case, do you think you could walk me home? I'm not exactly in the mood to go wandering the wastes alone right now, all things considered."

"Sure, I don't mind at all! Just tell me where we're going and I'll make sure you get there safely." With a quick little jog forward she was right beside him, wrapping her arms around his and rubbing his bicep as she took a quick glance at his Pip-Boy. He chuckled and he smiled at her as he gazed at her stuck to his arm and lifted it up to look at the map on his mobile arm-bound computer.

"So miss, where we goin'?"

"You know where the 'Super Duper Mart' is at all?"

"Why yes I do." He tinkered with the dials and buttons, placing a marker on the symbol for the old market before putting his arm back down. "Ready?"

"Yup, let's go mister...?"

"Garrett, Garrett Cooper, and believe it or not I'm a dragon, not a lizard. Just to avoid any confusion you probably have; it's happened before."

"Well alright, Garrett, thank you. Let's head home." She smiled as they started off, releasing her gentle grip on him to trail slightly behind. From there she was able to notice the yellow thirty-five printed on the back of his vault suit as they took their walk.

She couldn't help but smile to herself, giggling giddily under her breath in anticipation of what lied ahead. The young gentlemanly dragon had stumbled across her just in time. It seemed she had finally found what she had been looking for.

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The old super market still managed to hold on to its blue paint and a few of the red letters of its ancient sign despite how obviously the building had deteriorated over the last two centuries. Even more surprisingly the front door still worked and although it no longer slid open automatically and the glass had been replaced with crudely patched together metal it still functioned perfectly. There was evidence that it had managed to hold back attacks from intruders before and as the two entered the dim quiet building the woman locked the door behind them with chains and more improvised rusty barricades. Garrett turned to her, raising a brow in confusion.

"There's a tunnel out through the basement," she told him reassuringly, "for the sake of being inconspicuous it'd be better if you take that way out."

"Oh, um, okay," he stammered, "that's um, fine. So, this is an awfully big place for just one person. Is there a settlement here er just you?"

"There used to be a settlement here, but a bunch of raiders ran most of us off. I stayed here 'cause I felt like it. Ran the raiders off but never bothered trying to find anybody. I like the quiet and all the alone time. If I ever need supplies I trade with people in Carrington or Auswall City." She smiled at him yet again, prompting him to smile back.

"If you say so ma'am. Just seems oddly spacious I suppose. Plus, the draft and all the building damage make it seem like a less than desirable living space... Uh, no offense."

"None taken hon I agree," she chuckled, "that's why my actual living space is in the basement, everything up here is either damaged beyond repair or completely cleaned out. Come on I'll show you down there so you can use the tunnel and be on your way." With that she started off, not even giving Garrett a chance to respond. With his rifle still in his hands he slowly followed her as he scanned the market ruins around them.

The shelves were cracked and broken, some of them lying in a heap of pieces on the floor. The interior was clear of junk and trash which was sort of surprising until he figured that she must have done a lot of tidying up during her alone time. The windows and skylights were all broken and rays of sunlight beamed in to reveal the particles of dust floating in the air and a few puddles of past rains gleaming along the ground. The calm yet hurrying human led the young dragon into what was once the management office in the back of the store which just so happened to have the door down to the basement.

The stairway down was rather narrow and ominous. The walls on both sides of the downward hallway were decorated with scrapes and scratches that seemed to dig rather deeply into the old concrete, some of them a lot more recent than some of the others. Garrett noticed suddenly just how quickly the woman seemed to rush on ahead of him and something about it made him feel uneasy. He tightened his grip on his rifle as butterflies began to flutter in his stomach. Wandering the wasteland exposed him to many bizarre and nerve-racking things but something about this was just too odd to put into words.

He finally reached the bottom of the stairs, standing in place while the woman approached a heap of mattresses strewn together to make a sort of quadruple queen-size bed. There was a bathtub in the opposite corner of where she stood filled with the fresh body of a Brahmin that had been skinned and quartered in a rather amateur fashion. The floor was littered with comics, books, old newspaper, a few chairs, a couple of rugs, cups, plates, silverware, and even a few toys. Perhaps the salvage from when she cleaned the upper floor. Behind the mattresses was an open wardrobe full of old ragged dresses and nothing but dresses; all of them red and tattered but some of them glittery and some of them silky. Along one wall was a massive trough full of purified water and on the other, closest to the mattresses, was an old holotape player and a radio both in surprisingly good condition. The radio still worked and was in the middle of playing Atom Bomb Baby when the woman walked over and switched it off, slowly turning her head to grin rather devilishly at the noticeably nervous dragon who scanned her den so intensely.

"Welcome to my home, sweetie," she said in an ominous yet cheery tone, "do you like it?"

"It's uhhh, it's nice," he answered rather hesitantly, "cozy and... unique I'd say." He gave a short nervous chuckle as he ran one of his hands through his hair. "I appreciate you showing me here miss... umm miss?..."

"Oh, I don't really have a name dear. I used to go by Claudia when the settlers lived here, but that's not my real name. Plus, they've been gone a few years so it's been a long time since I've gone by that. So yeah, I don't have one." She giggled at him, holding her arms behind her back as she grinned eerily at him, causing Garrett to take a step back onto the stairs despite her not being near him at all yet. "Oh and I may have lied about the tunnel. It seemed like a good way to get you down here and here you are. You'd get away too easily up there, even with the door locked." Garrett raised his rifle to his shoulder ready to take aim at a moment's notice as he glared at the laughing woman.

"What the hell are you talkin' about?!" He demanded in a stern forceful voice. "What the fuck are you doing to me?!"

"Hey don't be hasty dear I promise you'll enjoy this. You see, we haven't been...properly, introduced. Let me show you..." The woman's entire body suddenly tensed up. Her fingers curled into her palms and the veins in her neck pushed against her skin. Her orange eyes rolled back into her head as her body shook and convulsed violently in front of him. Garrett was left bewildered but before he could rush towards her with a stimpak in hand the loudest, spine-chilling, bellowing, beastly growl emitted from the woman's body and filled the room. There was no way any human or anthro being could possibly make such a legendary noise and yet there it was; filling Garrett's ears with the most gut-wrenching sound of primal terror.

Her dress, already torn, tattered, and fraying was ripped into pieces with barely a sound as the woman grew from five to ten feet in height. Her eyes regained their pure burning orange hue and her black finger nails elongated into razor-sharp, curled claws. Her legs stretched out and became bow-legged, her feet becoming clawed and growing talons like a raptor as a massive powerful tail grew from her rear. Her skin turned from a pale white into a dark greyish brown. Strong, plated, light brown scales and long spines grew across her entire body with the exception of her chest, belly, and thighs which remained the shiny smooth dark grey hide. Her already sizable bust grew more than twice its size, her supple black nipples already erect and drawing the trembling dragon's eyes as he watched the impossible feat taking place before him. Her hips widened and the lips of her womanhood became puffier and turned the same pitch black as her nipples as they stared to glisten in the light of her lair. Her teeth became sharp, more plentiful, and her tongue became long, skinny, and forked as her face elongated into a snarling snout with a puffy black bottom lip.

The same inhuman growl was released once her transformation was complete and she regained her composure and glared at the bewildered vault dweller standing before her. She stared directly into his eyes with a wide toothy grin and put on a dainty pose reminiscent of a pin-up calender, showing herself off to her guest while she kept the devilish smile stretched across her maw. Before the shaken dragon was a full-sized deathclaw matriarch, the entrance of her pussy already dripping in anticipation.

She took a step forward and Garrett took a step back and his rifle fell from his trembling grasp. His chest heaved as his heart jumped into his throat and the butterflies in his stomach started fluttering in vicious circles. He had never seen a deathclaw before, especially this close, and he had never even thought that a woman would turn into one mere feet away from him. He had never even considered the possibility that an anthro one could exist either and even then, he never would have thought they'd be that attractive either; but there he was gawking at that exact undeniably alluring yet frightening idea before him.

"Mmmmm, now that's much better," she purred in her now deeper and even breathier voice as she licked her lips, "now come here sweetheart, let me thank you for being such a gentleman!" She took a big step forward and Garrett wasted no time turning around to dart up the stairs. A gust of wind blew past the dragon's head as the matriarch swiped at his back, missing his body but striking his makeshift armor. The leather straps snapped and his chest piece fell to the ground in a clump taking his holstered sniper rifle along with it. He heard the gun and armor clatter against the cement stairs as he ascended them, breathing heavily as he sprinted out of the hall.

"Go ahead and run, honey," the beast laughed up at him from below, "you're only making this more fun for me!"

He dove behind a shelf with a clear view towards the management office. Kneeling behind the old rubble he drew his pistol and pulled back the hammer with his thumb; readying the sleek black forty-five caliber hangun to fire. His knuckles turned white as he gripped the pistol in his hands, eventually catching his breath as he aimed toward the office. The behemoth's footsteps echoed throughout the building as her unclothed feet slapped against the old floor.

She was exaggerating her steps intentionally making them loud and booming. She yelled out the lyrics to 'Atom Bomb Baby' as she came closer and closer to him, taking a break from walking a few times to sing before stomping towards him again. He remembered the chained door and without any weapons or the key he was trapped. He had left his stash of bobby bins back in one of his hideouts. The only chance he had was his pistol. Eight rounds and pure luck was all he had as the booming footsteps and atrocious singing of the mischievous monster were just outside of the doorway he was aimed at. His breathing was steady now and his grip was relaxed. His mind was set on properly aiming and he was ready just in time for her to appear in his sights.

"...hundred thousand miles of tee, en, teeeeeeee!" She laughed heartily as she appeared in the door frame, glaring at Garrett with that same rad-eating grin as all but her right arm was visible to him. He had his chance. With a perfect shot at her eye he held his breath and squeezed the trigger.

"Click!"

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"Tink!"

He gasped and his heart sank into a black abyss. The gun was empty. He stared at the empty weapon in his hands; his eyes wide and his mouth agape at the hope-shattering surprise.

"Wha- what?!" He cried out in his shaken tone as the woman laughed at him. He looked up at her, his face an expression of defeat. She walked out completely from the office showing off her entire form and wiggling the loaded pistol clip in her right hand.

"You need this darling?" She teased. "I knew you'd try to fight and I've got quite the fast hands when I'm pretending to be human! Now come here and let's get to the fun part!" Suddenly she dropped to all fours and lunged towards him. Garrett snapped out of his disheartened daze in order to take off full sprint again, dropping the empty pistol to the ground and sprinting away from the shelf which was obliterated once the deathclaw smashed through it.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuuuck!" He thought frantically. "What the fuck do I do? What do I fucking do?!" The world around him shook with each step the monster took towards him, but he was able to evade her through the maze of broken shelves and old debris. None of the windows were at ground level; they all rose above the floor and could not be reached by ordinary means. He would have to hide and sneak out. That conclusion didn't stop him from staring at the windows however and he found himself turning towards them, running into a wall as a result. He came back to reality but he stopped running and he could feel the hulking behemoth behind him as her hot breath traveled down the back of his neck. With one large strong hand tugging at the front of his vault suit he was lifted into the air and dropped suddenly on his back.

"Ahhhh! Ooooh..." He groaned as the air left his body, leaving him still and weak on the smooth floor of the ancient supermarket. That same massive hand reached for his chest and pinned him down as the creature crawled in front of him, smiling mischievously down at him as she sat on her hands and knees in front of his feet. With her free hand, she reached for his body, slowly and systematically cutting the straps of his armor and the laces of his boots to easily slip them off and toss them away behind her. She looked at her prey beneath her and saw the defeat in his face. His silent emotionless expression and closed eyes were more than enough to convey that idea. She let out a soft breath and leaned in, dragging her wet skinny tongue across his neck and up to his cheek, giggling down at him as he opened his eyes and slowly turned to look at her.

"I'm sorry doll," she said sensually, "I know that hurt, but I can't have you running away from me now. That part's over so let's just get into the fun part okay?" She giggled again and then her eyes were drawn to his pip-boy. "Alright you come on and get comfy, take that clunky thing off for me." He unstrapped the computer and let it loosen up. He turned the machine off as he handed it over to the deathclaw who took a second to admire it before gently placing it on the ground beside them. "Funny stuff they came up with for those vaults, huh? One of the better inventions of the old world in my opinion. Not like these vault suits. I've never seen the appeal honestly, they look just incredibly uncomfortable." She reached a single finger down his collar and curved it, letting her claw poke through the strong synthetic fabric as she slowly cut down the middle. The suit was torn away with ease as well as the dragon's underwear along with it allowing her to pull off his last piece of clothing and leave the confused dragon naked beneath her.

She smiled more warmly down to him as she repositioned herself, holding his muscled form with both of her hands and feeling his hardened pecs and abs before caressing his hefty balls and flaccid cock in her surprisingly sensual palm. "Oh my, such a gifted young man. Not even hard and you're already a good size!" She squeezed her large plump breasts together in her arms as she fondled his junk, her eager cunt forming a puddle beneath her as her juices of arousal poured out of her entrance.

Garrett laid his head on its side refusing to look up at his captor. He assumed she was trying to catch him off guard before chowing down on him and he wasn't having any of it; intent on denying her the satisfaction. Although it was hard for him to deny just how good it felt to have his junk fondled and stroked in her large strong hands. She was oddly sensual in the way she played with him causing him to fight back moans and soothed breaths as he lied helpless on his back. However, he could not stop the heat from rising up in his cheeks and the blood flowing into his achy member; letting it grow hard in the hands of the giggling behemoth.

With one hulking clawed hand planted on the dragon's stomach the deathclaw wrapped the fingers of her other hand around the young man's erect throbbing shaft, stroking it lightly in her firm grip as she leaned in to plant a long wet kiss on his cockhead. She giggled as she pulled back and eyed the dragon trying so hard not to look up at her.

"Oh, stop tensing up, darling," she crooned down at him, "you'll like this I promise." Without hesitation, she pushed his dick past her lips and gobbled the throbbing pillar down until she was kissing his base; moaning as his tip poked at her throat. The creature raised her head, dragging the underside of his prick across her wet warm tongue as she began to suck on the succulent stick of meat. She lowered her head slowly and then carried it back up, making sure to lather the dragon's throbbing dick as she steadily bobbed her head up and down along his manhood. Her strong massive hands reached up to his torso to wrap around his sides, her thumbs exploring every bump and crevice of his abs as her fingers held firmly onto his back.

Garrett strained to keep his face blank and emotionless, fighting back the overwhelming urge to moan and watch the savage beat of lust as she helped herself to a mouthful of cockmeat. Loud sloppy squelches boomed forth from the lady deathclaw's stuffed maw as she sucked on his cock; drool spilling from her mouth and lathering his crotch and balls. Her puffy lower lip gripped his member tightly as the creature moved her head along it, massaging the dragon's shaft with her wet and tight embrace whilst working noisily to please him. His thick slab of meat quivered in her mouth and each squelch booming from her mouth and every time she bobbed far enough to touch his base with her lips his cock twitched suddenly in her embrace. The feeling of his member spastically throbbing in her mouth caused her own body to tremble as her knees grew weak and her own excited womanhood continued to drip in anticipation.

She raised her head one last time before releasing his cock from her tight hold with a loud wet pop. The horny monster giggled as she kept her position, licking teasingly at the tip of his dick as she gazed lustily down at the stubborn dragon. Garrett's dominant captor knew how much he was truly enjoying her touch despite his persisting resistance. The way his cock pulsed against her tongue and how his hips slowly pushed up towards her when she had his pillar locked in her mouth were more than enough of a hint to tell her that. She laughed as she started to sensually rub his torso with her hands, cooing softly at him as she gently relaxed him with her surprisingly gently and warm touch while she brushed his slobber-ridden shaft against her lips.

The deathclaw pushed forward and trapped Garrett's shaft in between her tits, the huge round melons ensnaring the meaty rod in its entirety and letting only the gleaming helmet peek out from the top of her cleavage. Her long serpentine tongue slinked out of her fanged maw and lapped at his cockhead as she gazed down at him. The dragon's tough guy façade was broken for a mere second as his eyes widened and a breathy gasp of pleasure escaped him whilst his body arched upward like he had been hit with a sudden bolt of electricity. He recovered quickly though, lying flat and staring blankly off to the side even though his exuberant manhood conveyed his pleasure on its own. His captor laughed heartily, bouncing her breasts against the dragon's meat.

"Aw you funny thing, you must think I'm going to eat you or something, hmm?" The behemoth chuckled as she kept her plaything's manhood in between her massive mounds and gently stroked the meaty pillar with them. "Well despite how good your cock tastes I promise you that I do not plan to do that." She laughed yet again, giving the head of his rod one last long wet lick with her snake-like tongue before releasing it entirely. "How about I show you what I really want you for..."

She planted her hands on either side of his body, her claws raking the floor as she pulled herself towards him. Her massive breasts brushed over the underside of the dragon's member and trapped it in her cleavage once more for a mere second before she sat in his lap; the puffy black lips of her pussy kissing his shaft as she sat. The heat radiated off of her welcoming snatch and bathed his twitching dick with comforting warmth. Garrett's chest began to heave and the deathclaw could feel his heart beating against his toned chest as she moved her large hands to rest on his pecs.

She hummed approvingly though her wide smile as she rolled her hips, letting her glistening lips coat the dragon's junk in her juices of arousal. The beast let out a long breathy moan as she teased his cock, letting a spark of pleasure run through her massive body and cause her to shiver as she hovered over the young man. Suddenly she pushed up, letting his cockhead rest against her entrance, and then lowered herself back down to envelope his needy meat in her love tunnel. Slowly but smoothly his dick pushed past her puffy lips and into her hot sopping crevice. Her wet silky folds gripped his thick rod in a tight tingling embrace as she lowered her hips down onto him until the lips of her cunt were pressed against the base of his cock, her juices dripping out of her entrance and coating his balls that rested heft and full beneath her.

"Ooooooohhhhh yesssss," the colossal woman purred in her deep husky tone as she enveloped the dragon's cock in its entirely, "such a good dick!"

"Arrghh," Garrett's emotionless performance was veiled away again as the ecstatic groan echoed forth from him. His body shivered underneath her and his heart skipped a beat in his heaving chest as a warm wave of pure pleasure overcame him. Even when he regained his composure he could no longer keep up the blank tough guy demeanor, his cheeks glowing a bright red as his half open eyes finally gazed up at the towering lizard woman mounting him. She grinned widely back down at him, laughing triumphantly as she twirled her hips atop him to grind his cock against her walls.

"There it is," she taunted him jokingly, "your dick can't lie to me, sweetness I know how much you like this! Ah, ooooh." She howled with pleasure as she continued to grind on top of him, her long slinking tongue hanging out of her snout as she giggled down at her toy. "Keep making those adorable little noises for me please honey, mama likes it when you moan for her!"

Slowly she picked up her wide hips, raising herself up and dragging Garrett's rod across her hot, sopping, silky folds slowly and sensually, letting her juices drip down his shaft as she held herself up enough to keep his cockhead lodged in her tight tunnel while the rest of his manhood was exposed to the open air. The cool breeze blowing throughout the old market stung his drenched dick thanks to the sudden change in temperature from within the deathclaw's internal walls. The dragon bit his lip and took in a deep breath as the air passed over his junk, the behemoth chuckling down at him as she watched him strain and fight back his moans. She bent down to look at his cock trapped in her entrance, licking her lips at the sight of the drenched throbbing pink meat before gazing back at the young man beneath her.

"Look at that, hon," she crooned lovingly, "look how wet I am for you and how hard you are for me! You don't have to fight me dear I promise I don't want to hurt you. Mama just wants to take care of you, to make you feel good. Relax." Her final words trailed off with a breathy whisper like a leaf being carried off by the wind. With the same slow sensual speed, she raised herself up with the deathclaw lowered herself back down, sitting in Garrett's lap as a howl of pleasure escaped her.

The young dragon shut his eyes and arched his head and gasped in sudden ecstasy as his cock was enveloped in her tight embrace. The weight of her towering voluptuous form pressed down on his lower body as she sat atop of him, her large clawed hands planted firmly on his chest and stomach. Suddenly she began to roll her hips, raising and lowering herself along his throbbing shaft with a slow but powerful pace. Her walls hugged his manhood in a vice as she dragged it along the grip of her tunnel, every bump and crevice of her womanly folds sending a chilling tingle throughout his entire body, meanwhile the exact same stimulation flooded through the deathclaw's body the exact same way. She arched her head up to the old ceiling and moaned with pleasure, her sexual wails of joy echoing around her lair along with the steady wet slaps of their bodies colliding together.

She began to pick up the pace, slamming her large heavy body and her fat round ass down onto the vulnerable dragon naked and erect beneath her; powerless to stop her from taking what she wanted from him. Garrett couldn't hold himself back any longer and began to pant as he gazed up at the hungry scourge with half-open eyes and burning red cheeks. The matriarch giggled down at him and then reached one of her huge hands up to lovingly yet firmly caress the side of his head.

"There you go, sweetie," she crooned softly to him as she still twirled her hips to grind his rod inside of her, "that's it. You don't have to fight it. Just lie back and relax, let mama make you feel good." She slowly slinked her hands back and put them onto her hips, her claws gripping her huge bouncy ass as she slowly and steadily rolled her hips to ride the young dragon, quiet fleshy pats ringing out each time she lowered herself back down onto him. "Come on, baby, give in. I'm not going to hurt you I promise. How many times do I have to say that?" She paused for a moment to look up to the ceiling, her long serpentine tongue slithering out of her maw as a deep moan of bliss bellowed out from deep in her chest. When the deathclaw looked back down at Garrett her eyes seemed to be more fiery and full of passion as she stared the man down with a warm sultry smile. "Go on dear touch me. Show me how much you like having me ride your beautiful cock. Give in. Be mine!" The words escaped her in a soft echoing whisper like a breeze blowing through a forest; her words genuine and comforting in their tone as they caressed the dragon's senses.

Finally, she felt him relax beneath her. His body released the tension he had been so vigorously clinging onto and his face finally stopped straining to fight back the expression of pure exasperated pleasure it was trying so hard to convey in the massive woman's embrace. He panted and moaned with his eyes shut tight as she continued to help herself to his manhood, letting him feel very single fold and sudden clench of her warm, sopping, silky depths along his throbbing needy shaft. His body feel weak and shivered whilst an overwhelming tingle of pleasure spread throughout his body like electricity.

Garrett gazed back up at the larger controlling creature, who raised her brows and smiled down at him as she still sensually rolled her hips to steadily ride him, urging him to do more; to touch her. He stared up at her large ample breasts that bounced gently on her torso with every slow bounce and every heave of her chest. She moaned and cooed gently when she noticed him staring, speeding up her rhythmic pace to let her round bulbous melons bounce and sway more erratically for him. Another deep moan left the dragon as she did which caused her to giggle and lick her lips teasingly.

"Come on, baby," she goaded him softly once more, "touch me. I know you wanna."

She was right and slowly but determinedly Garrett picked his arms up from the floor and reached upwards towards his new mistress, planting his hands on her luscious mounds. His hands were nowhere near big enough to grasp her breasts entirely, but that didn't stop him from squeezing down and helping himself to two handfuls of deathclaw titties. Her womanhood was plush and soft in his hands, even with the gruff texture of her tough impenetrable hide that covered them. He pushed them together as he kneaded at the mythically amazing bust he was getting to fondle right before him, her supple dark colored nipples becoming even more stiff and erect than they already were as the dragon used his right thumb to prod at one of her nipples with one hand whilst the other danced along her areola.

"Yeeeesssssssssss," the behemoth hissed pleasantly as she shut her eyes and rolled her head up once again, "good boy! That's what mama wants!" She looked back down at him, her eyes still filled with fiery desire and loving passion but her smile more devilish and mischievous. "Now let's get that fat dick nice and drained!"

Suddenly she began to bounce on top of him even faster, slamming her body down onto his even harder and causing the wet fleshy slaps to ring out even louder and echo throughout the old supermarket. Garrett's head fell back and he shut his eyes as his loudest most drawn out moan yet escaped him. His breathy exasperated sigh of pleasure melting in the matriarch's ears like butter. Even with Garrett's firm kneading grasp on her chest the monster's breasts bounced and clapped together thanks to the rough speedy force with which she rolled her hips to stroke his cock in her vice-gripping womanhood.

She curled her tongue to hook around the side of her muzzle and lick her upper jaw as she stared down at the howling dragon. His body rocked underneath her with every quick powerful bounce and every booming fleshy slap but he managed to keep his firm needy hold on her breasts. Her pussy squeezed his throbbing cock, rubbing every inch of the thick hardened pillar with the silky hot folds of her sopping love tunnel. To look down at the young healthy dragon finally giving in and showing just how much he loved feeling her bump and grind on top of him filled her with the ultimate feeling of satisfaction that she had been craving for decades.

The heat rose in her body and she quivered and spasmed uncontrollably as she looked down at Garrett and helped herself to a cunt full of cock. The dragon's thick throbbing pink meat spread her open and rubbed every nook and fold against her sopping hot walls as she raised herself up and then slammed herself down. The loud smacking of their intertwined bodies echoed throughout the ancient market and the deathclaw had to hold back out of fear she would break the young man in two. His moans and bated breaths wafted up and filled her ears, reminding her of her own prowess and power.

"Oh yes!" She cried out to the heavens as she felt her body lunge over the edge. Every muscle in her strong towering body began to tense up, clenching Garrett's cock in her cunt even tighter than it already was as she made one last powerful slam back down onto him. He opened his eyes as wide as he possibly could and the iron grip he had on her bountiful melons got even tighter as the large scaly fatale quivered atop him. "Oh fuuuuck! Such a good dick!" She howled whorishly with her forked tongue hanging out of the front of her maw, drooling and flopping about like a wild animal as her chest heaved and she twirled her hips to grind the dragon's throbbing cock in her clamping pussy. "Don't hold back baby, fill me! Dump your load in my cunt! Cum for me my pet! Cum for mama!"

"Ah, ahh, aaaahhhhh god!" Garrett bellowed out as the same sense of ecstasy overcame him and left him a bumbling mess in the shadow of the curvaceous behemoth as his manhood erupted inside of her; flooding her squeezing tunnel with an overflow of his thick hot cum. He pushed up into her, barely getting any deeper into her than he already was thanks to just how tightly she was clenched around him or how easily her heavy weight kept him pinned to the ground, but nonetheless he tried to plunge his unloading cock as deep as he could. His fat hefty balls pulsed with each long exasperated rope of seed they shot out through his shaft, his body shivering intensely as he too became tense and could only muster the strength to moan.

It took a good moment for the dragon to stop cumming, his very light blue spunk leaking out from the matriarch's stuffed womanhood and coating his dick and balls like melting wax dripping down a candlestick. The deathclaw let loose a final deep purr of satisfaction that caused her entire voluptuous body to vibrate as she finally came to a halt on her sexual throne. As her full sopping womanhood began to loosen its grasp on Garrett's cock she gently rubbed at his chest while her other hand rested on her hips and she giggled down at the drained mess of the young man lying below her; his chest heaving in unison with hers.

"Good boy," she cooed in her familiar breathy voice, "you certainly didn't disappoint." As her words left her she finally dismounted him, his cum pouring from her open snatch as his achy member lazily fell towards his body. The matriarch made sure to scoop up as much of his offering in her hand she had on her waist only a second before and then hold it up to her eager lips.

She licked her fingers, forked tongue lapping up the potent taste of her new pet's fresh essence from the strong, scaled, clawed digits: his gift tasting far sweeter than any wacky iteration of Nuka Cola. He resembled that beverage in a way, she mused glancing over the spent masculine form sprawled out amongst the dingy old tile floor of her lair; full to the brim with excitement, and so easily popped to overflowing with the right shakes from a tight determined grip. He was so dashing, so courageous, just so eager to rush in to an unknown situation and fend off the dastardly types threatening the dear damsel; just like the heroes of her favorite comics and holotapes from the old world. Of course, unlike them he was now helpless at the hands of the dastardly monster, not that he seemed to mind having the typical damsel scenario flipped on its head, at least not in the way he twitched and groaned when her fingers slipped across his stomach and down to his half-hard member were testament to that. She smiled down at him, her perfect predator's teeth on full display, and began to work him over again to a rising chorus of tugs and grunts. Meat lasted longer when it was properly tenderized after all, and she had every intention of keeping this one to herself, day in and day out.

Finally, she had someone to order around and get into those hard to reach places that made scavenging hard for a ten-foot-tall reptile; sure, she had a human form of her own but it was already hard enough keeping enough strength and focus to keep up the façade for prolonged periods of time. Luckily that was no longer a concern for her. She finally had someone to mount and drain whenever she felt that primal need of lust that had been scratching at her for decades. Someone to be her pet and do things a hulking scourge of the wasteland couldn't imagine doing on her own. Someone to hold close and call hers. Someone to love and care for and to do the same for her. Finally, someone to travel the wastes with and finally bring an end to the menace of raiders, robots and mimes! Although the love and adoration would take priority though.

With surprising speed and not so surprising eagerness with her elongated serpentine tongue she had his cock and balls as well as her hands clean of his bright blue cream, leaving nothing but a thin layer of saliva to gleam in the light on the now spotless targets of her oral affection. The motherly deathclaw still left her snatch nice and full however, letting his seed slowly drip from her womanhood in thick creamy globs as she stood up and cradled the tired dragon in her arms. Gently she placed a kiss on his cheek and smiled warmly at him, giggling as he slowly turned his head to weakly smile back.

"Still think I'm going to eat you, silly," she joked as she reached up to stroke his beard, "or have I proven you wrong yet?"

"I uhh," he muttered with a deep breath and a dopey grin, "I think you've showed me otherwise." They giggled together, the deathclaw nuzzling Garrett's face with hers and rubbing their scales together before pulling back to gaze at him yet again and then slowly start off back towards the basement.

"I hope you don't have any important obligations, dear, cause you're gonna be mine for the next, oh, forever." The dragon's eyes widened for a moment but he leaned his head back and relaxed in her arms again with barely any thought at all.

"Nah I'm a drifter really," he admitted softly, "can't go back to the vault, I don't want to die." He chuckled but his carrier looked down at him with obvious concern, even stopping in place at the idea. "Uh, don't worry about it. It's only if I go back and I don't plan to. I don't have a home in any settlement either, so um, no obligations." The behemoth sighed and pecked his forehead with another kiss before starting off slowly yet again.

"Well good," she said proudly as she ducked under the doorway to the stairwell, "but now you do. This is your home now, honey. Anything you want, everything you need is all here. If not then we'll go find it. Mama is gonna take care of you, and all you'll have to do is let me fuck your brains out on occasion, by which I mean every other day. Deal?" She laughed heartily at herself and Garrett chuckled in return before being cut off by a stout yawn and then nodding enthusiastically in agreement with her proposal. "Aww, sleepy baby. I really wore you out, huh? Let's get you some rest now."

She sat down on her pile of mattresses sewn together into a makeshift bed, carefully lying on her side and putting the dragon on his back in front of her. The matriarch wrapped her left arm over his shoulders whilst her right hand caressed his face, rubbing his cheek with her thumb. Suddenly her thumb talon cut at his cheek, drawing blood but nothing too serious as she recoiled in shock and unleashed a barrage of apologies at him. Garrett wiped away the blood but continued to smile dorkily up at her.

"So you know my name is Garrett," he said through a yawn, "but what do I call you? I mean, mama works, but I think an actual name will be a little more appropriate sometimes." She scratched her chin before just shrugging at him.

"I don't know," she admitted, "I never really had a name, 'cept when the old settlers called me Caudia, but I'd prefer something... better." Garrett thought for a brief moment and then rubbed at the fresh scrap on his cheek, yawning again but smiling at the cheeky realization.

"What about Claws?" He suggested, letting Claws perk up in excited surprise.

"I like it, it's menacing but cute! Claws it is." She leaned in to give him another quick kiss, cooing lovingly at him as he yawned yet again. "Alright hon lay back, relax, and nod off for a bit okay? Get some sleep. I need you at your full strength, I have a job for you later."

"Oh? And what is that exactly?"

"Oh I dropped a Grognack behind one of my shelves earlier and I can't get it back with my big-ass hands. I need someone small, handsome, and nimble to get it for me."

"Oh... Well when you put it like that don't worry, I'd be happy to get it out for you!"

"Good honey thank you, and then afterwards I'm gonna ride you until you think you're gonna deflate again!"

"You know what, that works just fine for me too!"