This series is set in the fictional universe of the Fallout video game series.
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"Any last questions before you begin your mission?"
Maria thought for a moment before answering with conviction.
"No, Overseer, I know what I must do."
"In that case, dear Maria, I shall now open the vault door, so that you may be on your way. All of our hopes are resting on you. Don't fail us."
Maria nodded her understanding. The overseer of Vault 3 activated the switch on the door control panel. Yellow lights began flashing overhead as an alarm sounded. With a deafening screech the large circular metal door rolled open, revealing a short tunnel with rays of sunlight glaring from the other side.
Without looking back, Maria strode confidently out of Vault 3, listening to the sounds of the door sealing itself shut behind her. It would be some time before she would be able to set foot in Vault again, if ever. She wouldn't miss it. Her only family in the vault had been her father, who had died a little over a year ago. For the past four years, Maria was little more than a science experiment to the vault administration. Since her father's death, the situation became even more depressing for her, but now Maria would have an opportunity to actually put her unique characteristics to good use.
Maria secured her goggles over her eyes. This strange thing called sunlight was going to take some getting used to. The outside temperature was decent. Her Vault 3 standard-issue blue jumpsuit was comfortable on her slender body. She checked the Pip-Boy on her arm, and headed in the direction the arrow on her Pip-Boy's visual display was pointing. On her belt hung an AEP7 Laser Pistol and a small pouch full of food rations.
Anyone who has ever found themselves caught in Maria's gaze does not need to be told that she is a very special girl. The first thing residents of Vault 3 notice about her is her latina skin. This feature tends to stand out in a vault full of nothing but white people. Her father was a refugee from Puerto Rico and had journeyed with Maria's mother to Vault 3, where Maria was born. Unfortunately, Maria's mother died when Maria was just four years old, followed by Maria's father thirteen years later. Maria was all grown up now. She was a beautiful 18 year-old woman with a hot petite body that would drop jaws even in pre-war times when beauty wasn't as much of a rarity.
"Rare" certainly described Maria. She was special not just because of her physical beauty and ethnic background, but because of a benign mutation that she possessed. The casual observer wouldn't be able to spot any sort of mutation, but the vault doctors who mapped her DNA certainly found a very interesting mutation. Somehow Maria's mother was infected with a mutation caused by radiation shortly before she conceived Maria. Neither of Maria's parents were aware of this until Maria's mother was diagnosed with an unusual disease shortly after moving into Vault 3. Maria was born healthy, but her mother slowly began to waste away to some strange disease. Maria's father took this very hard and began using his position as a vault scientists to acquire drugs for himself. Thirteen years of abusing dangerous chemicals finally caught up to him too, leaving Maria without a family.
Maria's mutation was extraordinary. Every type of cell in her body had the ability to rapidly regenerate damaged tissue almost instantaneously. Her skin was very difficult to cut or bruise, so Maria did not sustain many injuries in her childhood. Maria also had a natural resistance to certain levels of radiation. This is why she had to go on this mission alone. Vault 3 was located in a crater filled with high levels of radiation that only Maria could withstand.
As if these unique traits weren't interesting enough, all of these innate characteristics were enhanced by sexual arousal. Whenever Maria would feel wet between the legs, her resistance to radiation increased and her skin became even more durable. Maria was still a virgin, since it was customary for children to abstain from sex until they turned eighteen. Maria was leaving the vault though. She wouldn't be able to have sex with any of those cute guys in her class. She was left only with her fingers as a source of relief. Upon studying Maria's sexual response, a vault doctor had concluded that Maria was uniquely capable of experiencing orgasms far more intense than what other women could. Maria had masturbated herself to orgasm many times before, but she had never experienced any sort of "super-orgasm," not that all orgasms didn't feel super.
Maria often wondered what sort of effect on her mutation abilities such an orgasm might have. She certainly wouldn't mind finding out. Maria had a particular fetish that she felt some shame about. She enjoyed fantasizing about spanking. Her father never spanked her, but when he died, Maria went to live with the overseer. The overseer didn't spank her either, but he did have a daughter Maria's age who he did spank sometimes. Sometimes, when Maria heard the sounds of the overseer spanking his bratty daughter, she would quietly masturbate.
Spanking fantasies were particularly useful when doctors were performing tests on how her mutation was affected by arousal. Maria would just fantasize about being naked on the exam table while the doctors gathered around to spank her. Maria knew that if anyone knew about these fantasies, they would be disgusted with her. This knowledge only aroused Maria even more.
Maria smiled to herself as she reflected on these memories. They would be no more now. She would have to make new memories out here. She glanced at the map on her Pip-Boy. She was in what used to be called Oklahoma. She was headed southwest.
After about an hour of walking, Maria saw what looked to be a red two-headed cow off in the distance. Her Pip-Boy said this thing was called a "Brahmin" (not to be confused with the caste in India). She approached quietly so as not to alarm the animal. She noticed brahmin had a large bag tied to it's back. Maria opened the bag and saw an odd assortment of weapons. She reached into the bag and retrieved what appeared to be a revolver. Maria suddenly felt a hand on her shoulder spin her around. She was staring face-to-face with an old man with a fuzzy beard and streaks of white hair among the brown hair.
"What the hell are you doing with my guns, young lady?"
