The mire (Mirelurk Hunter)

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 You were always shocked by just how much wildlife seemed to have survived the bombs dropping, especially as the wasteland itself had become barren of anything that was green which you imagined should have killed almost everything. Cockroaches had survived which you had expected, although you didn’t expect them to be as large as they were, but you hadn’t expected cattle to survive even in their highly radiated form of the Brahmin and you especially didn’t expect bears to survive as the Yao-guai. You’d found out that even what was left of the rivers and oceans had managed to keep life going in the form of the mirelurks which were some form of crustacean before they mutated into being human sized monsters that could rip apart a human being if it got you in its claws. That wasn’t even talking about the queen who was as large as a building and could even give a power armor user a run for their money due to pure size alone, let alone the strength and speed they possessed. However there was one that interested you specifically, one that you had captured as you attempted to bring civility to the wasteland, and that was the mirelurk hunter.

The hunter itself was stronger than the base Mirelurks, the creature having evolved from a lobster and as such had the natural advantages lobsters had to survive whilst also evolving some new tendencies. This tendency was that they had managed to evolve a method of shooting acid out of their mouths, having claimed many a wanderer life by spitting acid into their face and mawling on the corpse during their last moments. This was also one of the main issues with taming them as you couldn’t stick your cock in its mouth out of fear it would melt it off, leaving you to subject the ones that you had captured to the beta ray emitters. Several methods had been decided to try and deal with the spitting and all had failed with you eventually heading to one overseer Barlow for help.

Barlow and, by extension, Vault 88 had become a vital vein within the minuteman's territory, providing a good chunk of scientific research to the rest of the territory and even helped with projects that you needed aid with. The Mirelurk Hunter was one of these cases with you tasking her to come up with some sort of solution to figure out how to neutralise the acid that they produced. Now you had heard that she wanted to see you and as such you had been wandering over to her across the ruined roads and sandy banks of the wasteland, the radiation scarred sky gazing down on you as you walked. There wasn’t much that lurked this area of the wasteland, mostly being wildlife and a few feral ghouls as you’d start to see the shape of the half finished Vault 88 come over the horizon.

The vault was more built up then it was when you had found it with the minutemen providing enough material to patch the building up with sheet metal to make sure nothing crawled in through the halls. The place was still a mess though, least of all due to the fact that it was unfinished but also due to the fact that the bombs dropping made it feel like the site was going to collapse after a moment's notice. Regardless of that you still headed to the vault door, entering inside as you felt the hot sun on your skin be replaced with a cool and smooth darkness,the building lights not being enough to light up the vault. She had told you to meet her in the labs, your hand pushing themselves into your pockets as you walked past the relics of the past and entered the labs.

“Ah, Anon, there you are!” Said Overseer Barlow, the ghoul hopping out of her seat and walking towards you as you heard another voice from over to the right side of you.

“I told you he’d arrive eventually. So, darling, how was the trip?” Curie asked, the machine hovering towards you, the woman’s mechanical body shifting around to her claw hand so she could shake your own with it.

“Yeah, everything went fine, not much going on now we’ve cleared the area.” You explained before you figured you should change the subject to the task that was at hand. “Now, what have you got to show me?” You asked, Overseer Barlows face lighting up as she went to explain to you about what had  happened.

“Well, I am happy to say we have sorted out that acid problem you were having. Through a bit of engineering here and there we have given the Mirelurk a dose of a medicine that converts the acid into a much more neutral substance.”She explained, Curie hovering herself into view before she spoke.

“There is a slight issue of excessive secretion of drool, however.” Curie explained, the ghoul flashing a look of slight annoyance at being interrupted before she spoke.

“Yes, there is that. Anyways, would you like to see what we have been working on now, Anon?” She asked, a silence moving through the air for just a moment before you would nod, a grin moving across the woman’s face as she would move her hands over to the terminal. “Alright, she’s waiting right by the door so brace yourself, she’s a bit of a boisterous one.” The ghoul explained as she proceeded to start typing in various commands onto the terminal until you’d hear the sound of a beeping noise move through the air. Then you’d hear the sound of a siren echo out as a door began to open, Curie hovering so that she was ever so slightly behind you as you started to see the beast in the dark, watching as it came crawling into the light which gave you a good look at what the beast really looked like.

The first place you looked at the watery beast was the head, seeing that it had a set of large compound eyes clinging to its face, a spiked ridge pushed out from between the two of them and moving up across the entirety of her face. A pair of “whiskers” were sticking out the sides of her face, each one of them shifting around to feel the air and below them lay a pair of larger fangs that were larger than your hands, her mouth dripping with drool which gave them a rather shiny look to them. Below them were a pair of duller mandibles of which stayed close to her torso, your eyes then the woman’s vast claws, each one being ridged and having large shards of shell sticking out of it. You’d watch them click together, hearing the sound that they made before your eyes moved to her spider-like legs, each one of them being spiked in some way shape and form. This continued on for the rest of her shell, each one having a spike or a ridge moving across it, some of them being massive whilst some were smaller then your fingers were as the air filled with the sound of her claws clashing against one another.

“As you can see, the spit appears to have been neutralized by our experiments. Now we just need to see if the creature can be tamed and that the acid is truly a neutral substance.” She said with you understanding what she was going for as you stepped up to the door keeping the Mirelurk separate from you.

“Alright, I’ll do it then. Is the door unlocked?” You asked, the woman responding with a nod as she moved over to her chair, sitting down in it as her and Curie waited to start making observations. You’d move your hand over to the door, resting it on the rusted handle for several moments before twisting it open, hearing as the aging locking mechanism made a crunching noise before you pushed it forward, the hinges also having seemingly rusted up over the years of not being used. You eventually managed to get inside the room, shutting the door behind you as you gazed upon the hunter, hearing the hum of the emitters around you which kept the beast docile. You then moved in front of the beast, hearing as its claws continued to click into the air before you reached down and grabbed ahold of your trousers, slipping them down your legs in front of the audience of two behind you.

Your cock would burst out of its fabric binds, the half head member stiffening in the air as you moved closer to the creature's face, seeing the drool dripping down from her maw as you prayed that their experiments had actually worked. You moved your hand to the spit that dripped off from her hand, feeling that it didn’t burn your skin at all, a relieved sigh escaping your mouth as you moved your hand up to rest on the beast's head. You’d feel the rough texture of the shell against your skin, seeing as the creature's mandibles moved against each other in anticipation about what was to come as you moved her to be centred to your member. You waited for a second, a slight bit of doubt moving through you before you’d move your hips forward, pushing your tip into her dripping wet hole.

You’d let out a groan into the air, feeling the mixture of warmth and damp drifting across your member, the woman’s mandibles moving away from her mouth to welcome your cock inside of her. After a few seconds you were able to hilt inside of her mouth, feeling as the fluids began to drip down your thighs and before you started to pull away from her face, feeling as the woman’s mouth tightened almost immediately. The woman’s mandibles would also move up to your cock, massaging the sides somewhat as if to stop you from pulling out of her, not that you were intending to pull out fully. You’d feel as the woman’s mandibles would twitch across your member faster as it got to the point only your tip was inside with you letting yourself get lost in the feeling for a moment before pushing back inside of her.

You’d repeat the process, moving in and out of the woman’s dripping wet maw as you looked over to see what the Overseer and Curie were doing, only to see the overseer with her legs spread and her fingers deep inside of her pussy. She was clearly talking about something to Curie although you had no idea what, the mixture of glass and metal turning any word they would say into a muffled noise. You looked away and focused back on the creature underneath you, watching as the claws moved around the air briefly before it clutched ahold of your legs as if to keep itself upright. You grabbed a hold of the creature's whiskers, feeling as they would twitch in your hands as you stopped for a moment, taking a breath before you started to move faster against her throat.

You no longer stopped when you hilted inside of her nor did you stop when you had your tip inside of her, moving at a near constant rate inside of her mouth, hearing the sound of her drool splattering out from her body. The creature would make wet choking sounds as you’d hilt inside of her, the woman’s inner walls clenching around your member in response, making sure to dig deeply against the areas that were the most sensitive. The creature's mandibles would move away from your member after trying and failing ahold of it a couple times, the limbs drifting themselves over to your balls. You’d then feel as the limbs began to cradle your balls somewhat, rubbing and pushing against them, coating them with a fine layer of her spit as she only increased the pleasure you were feeling.

As you battered your hips against the hunters head you’d turn around to see that Overseer Barlow was continuing the assault on her own pussy, the woman’s fluids dripping down onto the rusting seat. Meanwhile Curie watched the entire thing occur, the machine unable to pleasure herself given she was a robot but you knew that she was enjoying the sight of both you and the overseer regardless. The feeling of the lobsters claws tightening around your legs would make you focus your attention on the crustacean,the amount of spit she was producing making a small puddle on the ground. Seeing that the beast wanted all the attention to herself you decided that you’d give her the full force of your thrusts, gripping her head extra hard as you’d speed up again.

A mixture of wet slamming and even wetter gurgling bounced off the walls, the woman’s claws tightening even more whilst her legs stumbled somewhat, clearly struggling to keep herself upright from the feeling. Her insides also become disorientated, the woman’s inner walls clenching randomly and sporadically, the movements no longer merely targeting your most sensitive areas and instead just attempting to hit against everything. Your balls slapped against the bottom of her jaw, spit flying out across the room before you’d watch as her mandibles struggled to keep up. Her whiskers twirled around your hands, curling against them as she moved herself somewhat closer to you, seeming to indicate that the beast wanted you to move even faster against her.

That was when you started to throb inside of her mouth, your cock pushing against her clenching inner walls, making the sensation even more intense then it had done beforehand. You’d then feel as the pressure started to appear, balling at the tip of your member and being barely noticeable at first but rapidly growing more and more intense by the moment, eventually consuming the entirety of your tip in its grasp. From there it would start crawling down the rest of your cock, making sure that every inch of your member was entirely consumed within the grasp of your impending orgasm. A few moments later and you couldn't take it anymore, a groan coming out of your mouth before you slammed inside of her, starting to cum  as you heard a moan of delight behind you.

The first ropes sprayed out of your cock and into her inner walls, coating them and mixing with the plentiful spit that had been building up in her mouth before your orgasm began to intensify somewhat. The ropes would grow larger and thicker as well as escaping your member at a much faster rate, coating more of her throat and pushing deeper and deeper as time would go on, your grip on her entire body intensifying somewhat as  you’d feel as your orgasm began to reach its peak. A massive amount of cum sprayed out of your cock, nestling its way inside of her throat as you’d hear a loud gargle escape from her mouth, the woman tightening against you all the while. After that your orgasm came to a sudden end, the ropes become drops and then becoming nothing at all as you loosened her grip on her face.

You then proceeded to pull out of her mouth, glancing down at her and watching as a mixture of spit and cum dripped out of her face before you watched her shuttle away, sweat still dripping down your body as you turned around. There you saw overseer Barlow, seemingly recovering from her own orgasm given how hard she was panting on her chair and the varying fluids that were on the floor as you went to put your trousers back on. “Wait sir!” Curie said, stopping you in your tracks as she hovered over to you. “We’ve actually got more test subjects that require your assistance. Specifically some giant ants from Nuka World. Would you come with me, sir?” She asked with you waiting for a moment before you nodded, the woman leading the way to the next room as a smile crossed your face, knowing that your grip on the wasteland was only increasing by the moment.