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Researcher#1: "Have the accommodations have been made?"

Researcher#2: "Absolutely. Her duties have been adjusted and her rations have been 'upgraded' for the inconvenience"

Researcher#1: "And the daily additives?"

Researcher#2: "Added as of today. With the inclusion of muscle relaxants"

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"We really aren't ready for this..." Kate muttered as she stood in front of her mirror and adjusted her new suit with great disdain. She had been moved back to the casual greens of captains and foot soldiers. Though her lapel still proudly displayed her true rank, it was rather bittersweet to be thrust so quickly into a new role.

Command had decided the claws were ready for minor field-testing. Simple patrols and field responses to the new equipment. Hooking up the pair with customized power armor of all things! The boys hardly needed armor. Even if it did look pretty good on them...

A shake of her head as she tried to clear her mind. Her recruits had been occupying more of her thoughts lately than she was willing to admit. They had far more personality than she had ever given them credit for. Quickly learning how best to communicate with each of them as daily routines and exercises became increasingly fluid. And she grew increasingly familiar with their bodies.

She was still struggling to accept it. The heavy shame each time her thoughts shifted towards something less than professional. And yet it was always there at the back of her mind, undeniable, unable to be ignored. It was hard for her not to catch a piece of eye candy any time she had them doing physical exercise or flaunting those beefy lizard cocks~ She just had to keep it to herself. That she was attracted to deathclaws.

Kate took a long slow breath, reminding herself that she was in control. Not just of herself, but the boys as well. They relied on her for guidance. And she found herself caring for their well-being outside of just the protection of company assets. No, she was beginning to care for them as individuals and companions. It went against everything she had learned and trained for. But so long as she kept it locked away, so long as she stood on her pride as a sergeant and soldier. She could get through this.

With a quick mental pep-talk, Kate finished her personal breakfast. Command was oddly insistent on ensuring she finished her meals since the expansion of duties. She would need the calories anyway, it wasn't exactly a tepid jog out there in the wastes.

She hurried to her station in the pens. The boys already up and fed as they perked and smiled in their own personal way when she arrived. The claw's personal armory at the far end of the room had been unlocked for her exclusive access. Which was important as it was the only place with the stations necessary for her to help Thorn and Crunch slip on that cumbersome armor.

They quickly entered the well-lit room, the security door hissing shut behind them as she regarded the equipment they had access to. Heavy energy weaponry, explosives, armors. And literal tanks of stim that seemed to almost glow under pressure. Everything scaled up for 9ft studs-er, soldiers...She had Thorn step up first to the arming station. A device and frame that allowed her to adjust her height, mechanically lift equipment, and assemble the gear the boys would need.

It was tedious, but hardly difficult. Her hands roaming around his collar and shoulder blades as she locked in the pauldrons and assembled the plating. Brushing his remarkably smooth skin and fine scale as she basked in his warmth and slowly took breathes of his natural scent. It was definitely inhuman. A mild citrus with a beastly undertone, as though someone had faintly brushed him with a lemon peel. She found it difficult to truly describe, but far from unappealing. Enjoying each breath of him as she relaxed in their company. Utterly at-ease, even as she knelt to assemble the leg plating. A familiar and handsome log of firm pink flesh throbbing softly in her vision as she had to bite her lip and focus on the task at hand.

Crunch was no less forgiving on her shameful temptations. Even noting his scent was more earthy compared to his brother. All while it was agony to ignore the perverse drool of arousal that crept from his maleness to slowly drip on the floor.

[i]"Fuuck. Keep it together, girl! You can't do something like that. Can't look at it. They are animals. Tall and handsome...and sure they have a lot of personality bu-FOCUS!"[/i] her thoughts scrambling before scolding herself as they began to spiral into forbidden territory. It hadn't been this hard yesterday to equip them. But she felt so hot in their company today, her pulse was racing even as she finished and they stood at attention awaiting her command.

She quickly grabbed her own plasma rifle. Taking a slow breath as she looked over to Thorn as a towering monolith of maleness, wreathed in metal, and brandished with the insignia of the enclave. This was going to be a long day...