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View File There is a distress signal somewhere. If you follow it, this being a sex quest, you just might end up as the sex toy of a deranged loner. If he doesn't annoy you past the breaking point... I called this Appetizer because it should whet your appetite for longer and more complicated adventures later. Without sex animations there's not much that can be done... but with a few tricks a short sexy story can be told. Warnings and such Save your game before loading the mod. Don't forget to turn on the mod using the Mods menu. The zip file contains the scripts. Extract it into your Data folder (not Data/MMAppetizer). Turn on subtitles! There is no voice acting. Tell your companion to stay put. I tried to do this in a script but it didn't work. The quest will work with a companion in the room but it will be a little silly. No mods are required, but you should have a nude mod. The dialog is written for a female character. The quest will remove your items temporarily. (They are available when the quest is completed.) If you have special body parts you need to be there, I suggest you re-apply them using the console. Submitter Michele Submitted 06/17/2016 Category Quest Requires

After a week at Barney's side, it was time to move back to Boston. The old man taught me a lot about the region and what happened in Salem. An attack of Mirelurks and then the capture of the remaining survivors by the Children of Atom. Lucky for me I hadn't run into them or I would have ended up irradiated to the bone. Barney thanked me by giving me one of his sniper rifles, "You are always welcome here, my daughter Calista." was his last words before I headed back south. He was old enough to be my father, but I was not his replacement daughter. On the road, I saw the corpse of a woman dressed in strange devices. "Poor girl, who dared to dress her like that?" A note was on her. "I got word someone in Goodneighbor might help me with these Devious restraints. They should be located somewhere in or near the Memory Den. Let's hope I get to them before these plugs drive me insane. I even need to write this down.O no they start vib rr a tt iii nnn....." I touched one of the devices and fainted for a few minutes. Something seemed fishy... I straightened up and saw what had just happened. All the devices on the poor girl were transferred to me. I never imagined myself coming back to Boston like this... Holy shit. All I had to do was follow the instructions in the note to get out of this predicament... Expedition to Boston. I continued on the road leading south. I hoped I wouldn't run into anyone because of my condition... Moving around in these ring heels was awful. My toes quickly hurt. As I enter the city, I chose to pass by the docks to meet as few people as possible. I went down the stairs with difficulty between my balance and the vibrators that started to work... It was so good... But I had to keep going. The weather was getting darker and dusk was falling on Boston. I had to cross a bridge to reach Goodneighbor. If it were so simple... Gunners were patrolling the bridge. Goddamn it. Were they looking for me or the fake weapons cache? Either way, it was best to dodge them and find another path. I took a detour and crossed another bridge. This one was raised and I had to push with my legs to reach the top. My toes had already cracked several times. I saw the Gunners in the distance still on the other bridge. So far so good. I was playing hide and seek in the alleyways of Boston. Who knows what that group of mercenaries would have done if they had seen me... They took their time to move. I started to get dirty and the vibrators started to arouse me. I finally reached the entrance to Goodneighbor. It was too much for me, I got on my knees. The mixture of pain and pleasure in my body made me orgasm. Oh my god it had been a while since this happened! I had to find the Memory Den quickly before I made another one... I hurried to the building. Inside, a woman saw me dressed in these devices and took me to another room. I couldn't take it anymore, I was about to have another orgasm. "Mmhmmmhmmmm!" "Well it looks like someone is enjoying herself a lot. How do you like my toys? You're not the girl I was expecting but you got the good back. I'll release you." "Mmmffank mmmou!" The woman took away all the devices. Except for one. The collar remained firmy around my neck. "Wait a minute, you said you were going to release me? Why I am still collared?" "As long as you're wearing it, you're someone's property. In this case, mine. You belong to Kimy now. I'll take it off if you do one tiny little job for me. A client has some toys of mine that she hasn't returned. Break into her house and pick them up. She lives in the last house on top of that building. Do it and you'll get a huge reward. Ah, and don't try to wear clothes, the collar will make you realize that." I accepted her mission and left the Memory Den. I felt so exposed... Naked in front of everyone in Goodneighbor. I tried to cover my genitals. That didn't stop this guard from enjoying the view. I found some old stairs went up to the roof. A guard was posted nearby. According to Kimy, a lockpick was under the yellow chair right next to the door. Past that point, if I got caught... I was going to be in a lot of trouble. I picked up the lock and walked in. I saw a workshop and hesitated to use the saw to get rid of the collar. I was more likely to kill myself than to succeed. I settled for retrieving Kimy's devices. Next to her bed was a footlocker and some nice boots. They were way too big for my small feet and I didn't want to find out what the collar would do to me if I wore them. I opened the locker and something came out. A kind of powder that spread in the room. My head began to spin and I found myself unconscious, once again. I was dragged into a cell and tied to a cross. It was deserved, I played, I tried and I lost. I was slowly regaining consciousness and I heard footsteps coming towards me. A scarred woman stood before me, the owner of the house I broke into. She lit a cigarette, the smoke disturbed my eyes. "Kimy's new pet is awake. I figured she'd send someone for her toys. I have them right here, why don't we try them on you little one?" She untied me from the cross and put me in an armbinder and then gagged me with a ball in my mouth. The strong woman took me somewhere else, I could not do anything. "Are you ticklish? The way you're wiggling tells me yes. Great, let's have some fun little pet." Upstairs, she forced me to kneel down. To show her dominance, she put one of her boots on my stomach. I was so weak... "Are you going to be a good girl?" I nodded. I didn't know what to do. If I acted submissive enough, maybe she would let me go? She put me on a desk. I let her do it. She looked at my feet and decided to tickle them. Her touch was pretty nice, she quickly found my tender spots. I laughed softly until I fell off the desk. I tried to get up, it was quite complicated because of the armbinder that was holding me down. I turned around and saw the naked body of my torturer. Muscular, strong, with gorgous firm breasts. What was happening to me? I felt all aroused, I wanted her. "Let me give you a taste of Goodneighbor hospitality dear." She knew exactly what she was doing. She enjoyed playing with me like that. I would be lying If I told you I hated it. Feeling helpless but feeling so much excitment... She made me have my third orgasm of the day, this one totally drained me of all energy I had left. After our intercourse she picked me up and caressed my face. "Looks like Kimy's new pet loved it. I'm glad. I'm Fahrenheit by the way, welcome to Goodneighbor. Don't ever break into my house again or I won't be so nice. You can go back to Kimy, run along now." She let me go but I was so drained... It was going to take me long hours to get to the Memory Den...

It has been a month since my capture by the Gunners. I went north, far from the troubles. I arrived in this ghost town called Salem. No one lived there anymore but there were plenty of supplies and resources! I was enjoying life, sunbathing, walking, simple things that I had missed. The days were simple and similar. I had nothing to worry about. Only one caravan of merchants came to town and you know what? They were the same ones I had met before my attack on Lexington. They remembered me and I even got a new tattoo on my left thigh! I lived in the church. It was a perfect place to call home. I was upstairs, a safe spot for seeing troubles coming. The city had turrets that were disabled and I didn't have the access codes to bring them back online. No big deal because today was my 238th birthday! If you take out the 210 years spent in cryo, that makes me 28 years old. Well preserved for an old woman don't you think? Even though I was alone and could walk around naked as I wanted, I preferred to wear some classic clothes. And for this special day in this well-deserved retreat, I was going to wear the same outfit from my last day in 2077, before the bombs were dropped. For this special day, I wanted a soup and a cake. I picked up different ingredients at one of the stalls next to the church, their local market probably. I felt light in this spring outfit, like those days when I was a lawyer... I had prepared everything and was about to enjoy my delicious soup when I saw a figure in front of the diner. "Hello there, can I help you?" Too much kindness. The figure pulled out a weapon and a syringe was stuck in my left thigh. I tried to hide behind the counter and passed out. A few hours later, in an unknown place... "Oh my God what is that?" That was my reaction when I woke up. Naked in a straitjacket in a bedroom. My arms were tightly bound. The person who had done this had to be the same person who put me to sleep. Why me? Where I was? One more adventure to get rid of this predicament... I got out of bed. On the opposite dresser was a handwritten note. "Greetings neighbor! I apologize for incapacitating you and replacing your clothes with this straitjacket. I'm a little bored in this part of the world and I have been monitoring you since you came. Here's my game : meet me in my bunker if you can make it so I can release you. It is located in one of the destroyed houses north of the city. You are currently in the Salem Convalescent Home. Have a good trip! By the way, there are robots patrolling inside, if they catch you... That won't happen right?" The bastard. Treating me like I was his toy... I had no choice but to reach him. The thirst for adventure returned. To escape from a place I didn't know with a straitjacket. If someone had told me that, I would have ended up in the asylum. It would have justified what I was wearing. I passed through a hole in the wall that connected the rooms together. It was very difficult to open door without being able to use my hands. I arrived in a common room that served as a lounge. I heard a robot patrolling and took cover. Of course, he positioned itself right in front of the stairs. I was going to have to find another way. I retraced my steps and found a way down. I was on the balcony of the common room and jumped on a table below. It was weird, I felt like one of the skeletons was watching me. Nope, it was my mind playing tricks on me. I hid behind the reception desk. I was a few meters from the exit. Unfortunately, another robot was guarding the front door. I had to do something to get out. Maybe I could use my feet... Subtlety was over. I ran to the robot, silently through my bare feet. He detected me and started to turn around: "Can I hel..." "Take this trash can!" I gave him a huge kick, with all the strenght of a madwoman can have. I just wanted to escape the place. With the robot on the ground, I used my shoulders to break down the door. I closed it with my feet and ran away. I checked behind me to make sure I wasn't being chased. The weather had changed, it looked like a sandstorm was coming... I paused near a destroyed car. I was out of breath, it had been a long time since I had so much adrenaline. The warm sand under my feet felt nice, but I had to get to the bunker before the storm and radiation got to me. I made my way to the bunker. It was in one of the barricated houses that I had never visited before. I used my right foot to open the hatch. Never skip the leg work. I jumped inside. An elderly man was waiting for me, he was the one responsible for my predicament. "Well done, you've arrived. Please sit down. Don't worry, I won't hurt you." I sat down on the couch. He joined me. "My name is Barney. Well done, you've passed my little game! I'll let you off on one condition. You must give me your word that you will join the Salem Militia." "What if I don't want to and I don't care?" "You will force my hand..." He lifted one of my legs and did exactly what he said. Barney tickled my foot and I began to giggle. I could have kicked him but his touch was so nice, it was like a massage after my journey to reach him. "Come on I'll take you to my bed and I'll keep going until you decide to join my militia!" I continued to giggle, the old man knew how to use his hands. He took me while tickling my ribs and ass. I didn't know how long I could hold on, but maybe it wasn't such a bad thing to join forces with him. Once settled on the bed, he tickled both my feet. He put much more force and touched my weak points : the inside of my soles. I burst out laughing and when I couldn't resist anymore, I surrendered. "Ahahahah okay okay I'll join the Salem Militia but please, no more tickling! My bladder can't take it anymore!" "Good girl. I knew I could count on you!" As promised, Barney released me from the straitjacket and went on patrol. I couldn't take it anymore and went to pee. I felt so relieved. I showered to clean the sweat from the tickles and latex of the straitjacket. To be honest, I enjoyed his game and being helpless. Playing hide and seek with robots, escaping from an unknown place... It got me turned on and everything turned out fine!

Hi. Since the beggining of my modding I was trying to replicate the playstyle of a weak girl in Skyrim. One that can TRY to fight and TRY to get by, but ultimately is limited by her own body. One that would need to use companions and escort to move from town to town, one that could get rich only by trading, marriage, stealing or prostitution. One that cannot use many armors and weapons, only those light and small ones. I need mods that would restrict power of my character and emulate the limitation of such a weak girl. Currently, balancing this is a nightmare. Trading and diplomacy are very limited, and my power level rises above anything acceptable after, say, level 15. I use Sex lab framework, SD, cursed loot and many more loverslab inventions, and to restrict difficulty i use dynamic difficulty, but I still lack something. Can you help me build a modlist to create such a playstyle? I attach my load order below, a bit messy but works. loadorder.txt

In essence this will be an overhaul with regards to how the game is played. Instead of being an independent warrior, the female Dragonborn now has to rely on male mercenaries and (at best) act as a humble support character. Summary: The (female) player will be made very weak (something like only being able to do 10% of all kinds). However, male mercenaries will get a tremendous boost (something like 200% or 300%). Optional, female mercenaries can be weakened as well to do only 50% damage. Basically, the Dragonborn will rely heavily on strong male warriors. Additional elements can be added to further emphasize her new role and her need for protection. Like adding ways she can help her male companion in his fights (which will be far more effective than trying to deal out some damage herself). An element could be added that forces the Dragonborn to once a while search for (other) men to help her out on her adventures. Meanwhile, during the brief time she has no male companion, she will be confronted with the fact that she no longer is able to crawl through any dungeon and that the roads have suddenly become a lot more hostile. Additional elements could be added that deals with the Dragonborn having to remain modest and humble enough to avoid repelling the men upon who she relies. Details and options: Details and options: I doubt that anybody will pick up this idea. Partly because all the details makes it a rather large mod, and also because Skyrim has been around for a while. Nevertheless, it is an idea I like to share and I am curious if others like the concept.

SexLab Horrible Harassment View File Horrible Harassment I thought we were missing a simple non-combat rape mod. I always wanted to have something more like this: So I wrote this little plugin. Maybe someone will have fun with this, too. (The name isn't really fitting, but I wanted something that sounds cool^^) Description: This mod makes random NPC stop the player when walking by. After a short dialouge the NPC overwhelms the player with a spell and rapes her. The mod was written with a female player character in mind. The attacks are triggered via the comment system (like when NPC commenting on the player being naked). You can set the chance for a comment in the MCM. They say a short "Hey!" or "Whoa!" and then start a dialouge. There are diffrent lines depending on the kind of NPC, but there is only one answer for the player and it always ends with being raped. To explain why the player could just clear a huge dungeon, but then is subdued in the streets - it's magic! The Npc uses a paralyze spell (the rape riggers even if it doesn't hit). During the animation the NPC might want more. There is a chance that an animation stage is repeated a 2nd time. This can happen up the three times during one animation. The probabilities of the second and third repetition are 2/3 and 1/3 of the original chance respectively. The chance can be set in the MCM. Afterwards there is a one-hour time-out in which no new comments occur. If you hit your aggressor during this time he'll cast the spell again and take you a second time. After this the one-hour period restarts (you could theoretically sustain this forever if you hit him again and again). Then there is the "Dangerous Condition" option in the MCM. This simply bypasses the original comment chance and triggers a comment nearly every time. Its meant for when naked, wearing slave-tats or other stuff that makes abuse more likely. There is still the one-hour time-out with no new comments (I actually wanted to disable that with this option, but it didn't work out). Note: There is at the moment a grey line with "Global:" in the MCM. I used it to test if a variable is properly filled by the slider and forget to delete it later. It doesn't do anything and you can just ignore it. Future Plans: I have no real intention to develop this mod any further or do anything than bugfixes. Requirements: SexLab Framework Silent Voice - Fus-Roh-Du(h) Installation: Use the ModOrganizer or Nexus Mod Manager or drop the contents of the archieve into you skyrim\data folder. Cedits: Ashal for SexLab Framework Submitter Guffel Submitted 09/16/2015 Category Misc Sex Requires SKSE, FINS, SexLab Framework, Silent Voice - Fus-Roh-Du(h) Special Edition Compatible