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Hi, everyone! This is a mod for DeadSpace original (not Remake) released 2008, version 1.0.0.222. This mod will mod Isaac into a bunch of sexy girls. The first girl was Juliet (from Lollipop Chain Saw). Version 2.9 with Better Body Mod, Voice mod & full cutscene fix (uploaded March 17th 2022, with optimized Voice mod to increase frame rate): https://drive.google.com/file/d/19_O_2opNTjNAPsC95Nfu3g_-4OJLoiVI/view?usp=sharing Level 1 suit is replaced by Juliet: When Isaac was dirty you can change to Level 4 suit, Jill from RE5: And you can buy Ada directly from the store, as Level 5 suit: Level 2, 3, 6 suits are replaced by Naomi from MGS4: The naked model of Juliet had been downloaded from here (credit info, no need to download): http://p3dm.ru/files/7338_juliet-starling-nude-.html It helped me a lot. Separate files for version 2.0 and above: Juliet unoiled 17/08/2018 version: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1au8I1dl51P-FqqPm-kmtq6V7JJhhgggo/view?usp=sharing Ada unoiled version: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1GT4lWo6Gxfg7-k_3b4nQXx8wjtjHnrRd/view?usp=sharing Ellie: https://drive.google.com/file/d/13-LkfXInKvc2HUNgbEGQPxD2pAKiWGvJ/view?usp=sharing Agape full clothes: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1EDH0Ov8T2ScbarQ01TEr69j3KEVCOT5G/view?usp=sharing Agape no arm band cloth: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1owU5RLBWoX8gfeycYOcOW_p8ZeDju9kX/view?usp=sharing Agape topless: https://drive.google.com/file/d/14zwUxW-7f1tue82VBy4V5wp5QdhB3ffP/view?usp=sharing Older versions: Version 2.8: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1KPfkxh8q2hLUbPZCtEK3N013W1FW9WZq/view?usp=sharing Version 2.4: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1x2o8hLrTzmPlNZNMYI_k3Dob_OQwPhAR/view?usp=sharing Version 2.3: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1nJOZTkdTWG9wgOAu7P614w8uYYMNFAZR/view?usp=sharing Version 1.0 (not compatible with 2.0 and above): Juliet in Dead Space.rar Juliet in Dead Space_lv2.rar Quiet in Dead Space_lv3.rar And the mod tool, DSModTool version 1.3 (3/17/2022): https://drive.google.com/file/d/14cbCUgkPfcBMqjHflbupQrSEoZTYD4TC/view?usp=sharing FBX SDK libs: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1HBLtSTU7lcq1ZFh990ABBMrixiUMEyds/view?usp=sharing Microsoft DirectX SDK (March 2009) (my .rar repack, not autorun): https://drive.google.com/file/d/1hlZx5CnwumY3uYVToEHYVb8YTaNcf58S/view?usp=sharing For tutorial purpose: Ellie source data: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1ZTirltYQD-G-X9AAL5z16nUIwI78kYmc/view?usp=sharing Agape source data: https://drive.google.com/file/d/104kCKvDjABDO1LwKlKe704oKRt3IxUSb/view?usp=sharing DSModTool version 1.2 (10/15/2019): https://drive.google.com/file/d/12LsbwUmdeoaZM0Va4hXscMIb_XPpRjiK/view?usp=sharing Any ideas to improve the mod are appreciated. Hope everyone enjoy it!

Naked Spacesuit View File Intro This mod provides a version of the Constellation spacesuit which leaves the wearer apart from cuffs, boots and helmet. I'm aiming for a classic '50s pulp S/F feel. The suit functions in all ways as a spacesuit - the wearer just looks naked. Think of it as generating a force-field for protection. There are also skin tight latex-like bodysuits for those who want to reserve a modicum of dignity while nevertheless leaving nothing to the imagination. In keeping with the pulp S/F vibe, there are three fishbowl style helmets included. One of them keeps the flight cap from the constellation helm and will stop long hair from clipping through the helmet. There is also a "no cowl" helmet that shows your character's hair inside the bowl. The third option is a half-cowl which is intended to provide a collar but no hood. Unfortunately I still can't get edited meshes to import correctly, so this option still doesn't work. In particular, this means that the bodysuits have deep, square cut necklines. I'm sure we can all cope for the time being. The suit uses whatever body mesh and textures you have installed. So you'll need a nude mod, unless you want to explore space in your undies. Requirements A nude mod. This mod doesn't provide a naked body, but uses whatever you have installed. I've tested this against CRT - BODY MESH + CRT - SKINS, but anything should work. Baka Disable My Games Folder. Not a strict requirement, but makes life easier for installing mods. The Dress - the boots used by the suit come from this mod, so you'll need it installed. I plan on replacing this with my own footwear, but this will do for now. (I tried to ask for permission to just include the boots, but Nexus' PM system seems to be dead at the moment). Installation You can just drop it into MO2. It may need some tweaking for Vortex which appears to be in some flux at the moment. If you're going to do it manually, it probably needs unpacking into the My Games data folder. Or install Baka Disable My Games Folder and then unpack into Starfield's data folder as usual. Usage For now, you'll need to console add the items. XX000801 - The Naked Spacesuit XX000806 - Fishbowl Helmet With Cowl XX000807 - Fishbowl Helmet, No Cowl XX000809 - Fishbowl Helmet, Barefoot XX00080E - Naked Spacesuit, Black Latex XX00080F - Naked Spacesuit, White Latex XX000813 - Naked Spacesuit, Blue Latex XX000816 - Naked Spacesuit, Blue Latex XX000819 - Naked Spacesuit, Va'ruun Dominatrix Edition. Replace the XX with the mod index from your install list. The "Va'ruun Dominatrix Edition" has black a black textured face mesh. It looks horrible if there's already a face since it z-fights with the original. But it looks seriously badass combined with a House Va'ruun space helmet, which is the only reason for including it. Throw in a bandolier and a weapons belt, and you build an entire S&M dungeon using these girls as primary adversaries. Uninstallation Just remove the mod. There are no scripts and the worst that is going to happen is that your character's spacesuit will vanish,for real. You might want to make sure you're in a safe place with a breathable atmosphere first. To Do This is very much a work in progress. There's a few things I don't know how to do yet. Things I want to do: I'm not happy with the color of the blue suit. I want something that looks a bit like Andreja's bodysuit in hue. It'll do for now. I've overridden Andreja's Constellation suit to use the latex+fishbowl combo. For some reason I have not done the same for Sarah. This should probably be both or neither. Provide a version that keeps the naked texture, but adds a glow shader to the body to represent a force field. Nishina Emissive Blue is pretty close, if a bit too glowy. Work in progress. A collar for the no-cowl helmet. Currently any meshed I edit rubberband like crazy when they show up in game. I want a pair of boots for the suit. Currently I'm using the ones from theenco's The Dress, hence the dependency. When I get the hang of this mesh editing palaver, I'm going to separate Andreja's boots from her bodysuit and use those. Recipes so you can craft the suits. And modify them. I'm thinking about a cut-down boost pack. Any one will do, and the Constellation one works nicely, but it could be maybe 30% smaller. And maybe some straps or some sort of harness, maybe combine that with a belt of some sort. At some point I want a capture version of the suit which functions like a set of cuffs. And probably a slaved boost pack. At some point high heels and cute little gloves. I'd like this to look fashionable and impractical. Variants for other spacesuits with better stats. Legendary versions. Starborn versions. I'm thinking about keeping the Starborn rags that come with the suit, but dialing the alpha way up if I can manage it. Issues The "half cowl" option doesn't work, and occasionally the mesh does the rubberband thing. I recommend not using it until I get a chance to fix it properly. I get some neck seams. Probably more to do with my naked mesh set up than the mod, but will look into it further. This hasn't been tested on male wearers. The intention has been that it only works on female spacefarers, and that guys get the vanilla suit, but as I say, untested. I may make a howto explaining how to add new versions so interested parties can add their own male (or futa) variants. I'd be happy to merge these back into the main mod, but looking at Andreja's boobies makes me happy in a way that probably isn't going happen if I have to stare at Barret's junk. The suit uses the default Constellation suit's resistances, which may be a bit lacking in protection for high level characters. Feel free to crack open the esm with SF1Edit and adjust the numbers to meet your needs. The spacesuit patches are separate meshes and float clear of the wearer's arms. The plan is to move them down closer to the skin, and maybe repurpose them as tattoos or brands. For now though, they just float. Submitter DocClox Submitted 11/15/2023 Category Clothing Requires The Dress, Baka Disabe My Games Folder, A Nude Mod of some description  

Hi all, So im looking at making a mod for Terminator Resistance. the game runs on Unreal Engine 4.22. One of the characters appears nude at some points in the game and i want to replace their normal clothed model with the nude one so they will be nude all the time. I used a program called "umodel" to open the games files and i found two folders that referenced her nude model they where located "Game/Animations/CutscenesNew/JeniferLoveScene" and "Game/Meshes/Characters/NPC" the files that are used for her nude model are called "SK_NPC_Mather_Naked" I was able to view the models to confirm it was the correct ones. So using "umodel" i saved the files and that gave me two files called "SK_NPC_Mather_Naked.uasset" & "SK_NPC_Mather_Naked.uasset" Then i looked at the rest of the games files and could only find 1 file that seemed to reference her default clothed model that was found here "Game/Meshes/Characters/NPC" and the was called "SK_NPC_Mather" So on my desktop i set up a folder structure to match "Game/Meshes/Characters/NPC" then i took the two files i extracted earlier "SK_NPC_Mather_Naked.uasset" & "SK_NPC_Mather_Naked.uasset" and put them in the folder I then renamed them to match the clothed model's name so i ended up with two files called "SK_NPC_Mather.uasset" & "SK_NPC_Mather.uasset" Then i used a program called "UnrealPak" that worked by dropping the folder on to it and it generates a .pak file from it. I then placed the .pak file in the games folder "\Terminator Resistance\Terminator\Content\Paks" as this is where other users put there mod files. I then started the game but nothing had changed. The first time i tried to replace her clothed model with the nude model i found in the "NPC" folder, so i tried again but using the nude model i found in the "Animations" folder but once again nothing changed. Can someone help with some advice, im not sure if im doing something wrong or am missing something out all together. I've been at it for 5 hours already. I know its possible as someone already made a naked skin for the other girl who also already has a nude model.

This is an updated version of a mod I made about a year ago. What's new in version 2.0? -Full Mania-style palette, so Rouge looks like she belongs in the game -Looks shiny, like the rest of the cast -Smoother animations -More booty! -More bounce! Enjoy some big booba bat! Rouge Update Gameplay 2.mp4 Rouge Update Gameplay 1.mp4 Rouge The Bat (Naked) 2.0.zip

A while after meeting Piper, I was abducted in my sleep and taken to an unknown place. Completely naked, with a collar around my neck, my hands and feet bound, I had no choice but to comply. This place was unlike any in the Commonwealth: very sophisticated and uncluttered, even my captor seemed to come from another world. Had I been captured by what the locals dreaded most of all, the Institute? I was led to a couple of scientists expecting my arrival. "Greetings Calista. Welcome to our laboratory! I'm Dr Ayo and this is my colleague, Dr Secord. We've learned from multiple reports that you're a very unique individual, and we look forward to testing our latest experiment on you." "What are you talking about? I'm not your guinea pig. Release me, you lunatics!" "Doctor Secord, take her to the device." "With pleasure, Doctor Ayo. It's rare to have such perfectly balanced subjects!" A sick, perverted hag staring at my body... A sense of déjà vu. Doctor Secord and her armed guard brought me into a spacious room with glass tubes and a huge machine at the far end. The old scientist made a brief summary of their inventions: "Over the years, we've created synthetic life and teleportation, our two greatest achievements. Today, we're getting close to our next breakthrough, one that will revolutionize the world. Step onto the platform Calista, please." "You won't get away with this! People will notice my absence and will come looking for me!" "They'll certainly try, but they'll fail miserably. Now let me tell you what's going to happen: When the device boots up, you'll feel a little pain from the radioactive rays, but don't worry, it'll only last about a dozen seconds. You might also experience your hand cuffs coming off to magnetize to the unit, but rest assured, your feet won't move off the ground. Any questions?" "You're totally insane, you know that, don't you?" "I'll take that as a no. Doctor Ayo, you may begin the procedure." The device started up with a blast as loud as an aircraft engine. The radioactive rays emitted a red and green aura that burned my skin. Just as the scientist had predicted, my hand bonds tried to stick to the machine's turbines. I cried out in pain, hoping it would all blow over. After about ten seconds, it did, and I fainted. "Doctor Ayo, the experiment worked perfectly! The subject fainted but suffered no damage, and its bonds are still fully operational." "We have to be careful, Dr. Secord, as we're still limited by the beam's range. Take her to Advanced Systems, the project leader will take care of the rest." "She won't get far in her current state, but I understand your concerns. I'll bring her right over." After a few minutes, I regained consciousness but something seemed to be wrong. Lying down on an operation table, my head was spinning and my whole body felt numb. I looked incredibly weak, as if the world around me had tripled in size. What was their experiment and what on earth did the Institute want from me? It wasn't an impression, it was a reality: a scientist sitting across the room five times my size shouted at me as I knelt forward. "Awake at last! Welcome Calista, I'm Doctor Madison Li, I'll be taking over from here." "What have you monsters done to me? Let me go!" "As you may have noticed, you've shrunk. In fact, you're about a doll's size now. Congratulations, you're our first scaled-down human subject! Until you leave our headquarters, you'll remain at this height." "You're horrible! Why do you want to shrink humans? What the hell have we ever done to deserve this?" "Shrinking some species was a necessity: Super Mutants or Deathclaws to name but a few. For humans? We needed an alternative solution to replace them with our synthetics. Instead of killing them, we shrink them. They make ideal guinea pigs and can be recycled. Speaking of which, we've got some work together." Doctor Li stood up and came closer. I felt a vibration with every step she made, the further she advanced, the more imposing she became. The elder scientist stretched out her arm to take my tiny body: "What are you going to do? Get away from me!" "Do you really think you can do anything to stop me, Calista? Be a good doll and everything will go well." She had a valid point, I was still weak from the machine and at my size... There's no way I could stand up to a giantess. The scientist held me up to her height, face to face, to explain what was planned next: "You're a very charming little one, it's a pity you're our main subject..." "Why don't you give me back my size, take me home and I'll forget all about it? I swear I won't tell a soul!" "Nice try, but it ain't happening. We'll go to my office, I need a... small sample of your blood to complete our experimental results. You're going to behave, aren't you?" "Go to hell, you crazy hag!" "Quite the rebellious temper, I'll remedy that issue." Doctor Li took me into her office. It was a large research space with plenty of switchboards to monitor her team's progress; she was the leader of her division, after all. "This is my study, Calista. I spend most of my time here. So you'll be safe and very close to me. Anyway, time for us both to head for the workbench." I remained silent, recovering what little energy my tiny body could now contain. Just above the work surface, the scientist drop me. I fell a good half-meter, which on my scale seemed far more frightening. I screamed, thinking that my miniature life might come to an end. All I could see was Doctor Li's cold, heartless stare. She knew exactly what to do and how to do it: I was nothing more than a unique experimental dummy in her mind. My fall was slowed by my restraints on hands and feet: they were attracted by the work surface. Completely helpless, my little limbs in a spread eagle position with Dr. Li examining me. I was angry at her for making me suffer that fall without warning me first: "You're nuts, lady! Are you having fun treating me like a doll? You could have killed me, you evil old bitch!" "Everything was under control, this work plan was designed to handle your bindings. However, your rebellious side is getting tiresome. I think it's time you had a humbling experience before sampling." Unable to move, I could only watch. The scientist used her index finger to tickle my foot. Even at this size, my soles were still highly sensitive. I giggled as I tried to contain myself, but Dr. Li knew what to do and, above all, where to do it. "You see Calista, we've learned a lot about you from your own story published by that Diamond City journalist. They're great adventures, revealing your strengths and especially your weaknesses. I guess after a little tickle session, you'll be less defiant, won't you?" "Ahahah, stop it you freak! I won't give up!" "Good, I love challenges." "Looks like your whole doll body is ticklish! Even those private areas... And that doesn't just make you laugh, does it, little Calista?" Doctor Li was right, my giggles got coupled with a few low moans when the scientist stroked my sexual parts. It hurt me to say it, but I enjoyed her touch. Each of her fingers alternated between tickling and fondling with a meticulous precision. "Your story is true and you didn't overstate the details... How fascinating! I could keep toying with you for hours..." "Playtime's over, let's focus on the task in hand. Now that you seem more eager to comply, this should go well. I'm going to take a blood sample from your body, to see if there are any side effects to the shrinking process. You may faint for a few minutes, but that's normal, as your blood capacity is much lower. Rest assured, I'll ensure that nothing goes wrong for you, Calista." I didn't know what to say, but I had to take the elder scientist's word for it. The doctor turned me over. From the spread eagle position to all fours, my foot restraints firmly locked to the work surface, the scientist had a clear view of my buttocks. She picked up a syringe to draw a blood sample out of my tiny body. I let out a pained cry, leaving my bottom not unscathed by the needle. It was so humiliating to be treated like a lab rat, but I had no other option within my limited reach. "It's done. You see, nothing went wrong. I'm going to analyze these results while you quietly rest on the worktop. Even though I've only taken a tiny sample, your body has still some adjustment to make to the shrinking process. I'll be close by, so don't try anything. Your physical condition won't tolerate it." I collapsed for a few moments. I was so weak, so exhausted, all I wanted was to get out of that hell. "Oh, poor tiny thing... Don't worry darling, it will all be over soon. Come on, l'll take you into the next room, my bedroom. There's something you need to see." When the door opened, I couldn't believe it. Another me, in a vault suit stood in front. I started sobbing, I quickly figured out what happened next: "No, this isn't real, I refuse it! You made me, you monster!" "Calista, meet Calista, our next-generation synth. Thanks to your blood sample, this Calista is as human as you are. If only you weren't doll-sized... Anyway, I won't be needing your assistance any longer. A proper good sleep might be helpful for you... We've still got plenty to check in your brand new miniature world!" Doctor Li put me on the bed with a gentle touch. My double followed her, and they both stared down at my body. This atmosphere gave me a strong feeling of anxiety, with two giant people scrutinizing my slightest movements, there was nothing I could do in my condition. "I'm really sorry for you Calista, but in the future, Science will be grateful for all your hard efforts." "Don't pretend you care, you've already created me as a synth! I'm just your guinea pig, admit it!" "You're right. I tried to comfort you, but you're obviously just too smart. I've got some preparations to make for Calista's synthetic appearance in the Commonwealth, so I'll leave you alone here. Don't bother, the door will be locked and there's no way out of this room." "Go to hell you evil witch, I don't believe you!" The scientist and her creation left the room. I felt abandoned, my isolation created a panic in which I cowered, trying to realize my situation: the Institute had kidnapped me, shrunk me and replaced me with a duplicate version of myself. It was too much for my tiny frame, and I started to scream, hoping the nightmare would stop. Meanwhile, the synthetic Calista peered at me through the glass, and for the first time I saw her express an emotion: she was smiling at my misfortune. My scream broke through the chaos I had just witnessed. I woke up in my bed in Goodneighbor, a brutal but crucial reality check. My abduction by the Institute, the shrinking, doctor Madison Li, my double, all these elements had been fabricated by my mind in my sleep. The whole thing combined to create a nightmare in horror, where I was left abandoned and replaced... Could this be my greatest fear? I quieted down and sat on the bed, my legs tucked up to my body. "Damn it, calm yourself Calista! This was just an insane nightmare... Don't think about it anymore, and never mention the Institute again when you're tipsy..." I paused in my thoughts, pondering what I could do to forget the whole thing: "I should contact Kimy and do something with her soon to clear my head..."

Guys, I got tired of having to browse a billion posts before I could find the mods I was looking for, so I made a list and will try to keep it updated with any news that might arise, first I excuse myself for not contacting the mod authors about this post, I'm linking everyone and I HAVE NOT MADE most mods listed here, I'm merely the messenger, go to the posts and give everyone the praises they truly deserve. Always remember to have a backup save before installing anything, they are mods and could wreck havoc on your game, be cautious and if you don't know what to do, follow this guide, but without further ado. Installation guide: http://wiki.tesnexus.com/index.php/XCOM_2_Modding_FAQ Alternate mod laucher (optional) https://github.com/aEnigmatic/xcom2-launcher/releases/latest Improved fork of the mod laucher: https://github.com/X2CommunityCore/xcom2-launcher/releases/latest Vanilla X-COM2: Acessories/Decals: Nude Patchs: Armors/Clothing: Misc: (WoTC) War of the Chosen: Acessories/Decals: Nude Patchs: Armors/Clothing: Misc: If it's not clear the mods are divided by game version (DLC or Vanilla), and the mod authors are credited in the changelog and in the parenthesis by the mod name. Some of the mods listed above have broken links and/or authors vanished, if that's the case you might check the comment below, jessicavk kindly gave us a drive share with most of the mods listed above, if you're having any problems to download, click on the comment below. Thanks for all the hard work modders, our game is better because of you! Changelog:

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[FreyaSims4] - NSFW Colorful Fairy AI Pictures - Naked 1&2 View File NSFW AI Pictures of Naked Colorful Fairy Woman by [FreyaSims4] The picture textures should be of high quality, so you can even enlarge them to an enormous size, without quality loss on the image itself. Keep in mind I sometimes used the frames of the base game, thus they have the quality of the base game. ----------------------------------------------------------------- If you wanna try it out yourself, try Promptchan. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Installing: - Download desired files - Put them into your Sims4 mods folder: Documents/Electronic Arts/The Sims 4/Mods For better organization you can sort them in a new folder there, like "CC Pictures"/"CC Decoration" or similar. Remember to activate mods/cc in your game settings! Submitter Freya Sims4 Submitted 09/13/2023 Category Objects Requires  

[The Sims 3] == DETAILED VAGINA & REWORKED BUTTS == (Default Replacement) Detailed Vagina Front: add Camel Toe Crack and Vagina Lips. Bottom: better Vagina Shape, learned from Skyrim's DreamGirl and UNP body. Reworked Butts Inspired from the butt shape of Booty Mesh butts, I add Booty Mesh kind of butt crack to EA bottom nude mesh. Detailed Vagina & Butts mesh shape is 100% compatible with any EA made clothes (standard shape) + body slider mods, as it was made on that purpose but with more detail on specific parts. More explanation will follow later... Btw, sorry for the low quality screenshots. Download link: GECKo_afBottom_Nude_DetailedVaginaButt_DefaultReplacement.zip

Combat Strip Lite (6/14/2022) View File Combat Strip Lite v1.6.0 Brief Intro Mod that enables the player character to get stripped during combat! Immersive Intro Being frozen for centuries in a pod and then abruptly having to adjust to a post-nuclear wasteland has introduced some interesting side effects to Nora's skin. When struck really hard, her skin will become bruised and inflamed, to the point where she can't wear clothing for some time! Careful not to get hit often, because otherwise, your poor Nora might have to explore the Commonwealth naked! Details Introduces chances for the player to get stripped during combat. When being stripped, the player will also get "damaged/bruised" on that particular body part, which will prevent clothing/armor from being worn on that body slot. Ways to get stripped during combat (further explained later): 1) Player's health reaches zero (Invincible-until-stripped mode) 2) Unlucky hits: when hit below a certain health threshold 3) Power and bash attacks 4) Attacks from certain race Stripping is progressive, and body damage can stack up to 6 times. At damage stacks 1 & 2, player's arm armor will get stripped. At stacks 3 & 4, leg armor will get stripped. At stacks 5, head and chest armor will get stripped. At stacks 6, body/clothing will get stripped (completely naked at this point!). After the 6th stack, any subsequent strips (well, theres nothing more to strip now) will instead increase the recovery time. You will get punished for being naked! (Note that these are the defaults and can be changed in MCM) The mod offers 3 ways for the player to heal from the damage so that he/she can wear clothes and armor again: 1) Heal over time. This healing is real life time. So waiting or fast traveling will not speed up the healing 2) Stimpacks 3) Sleep Features Invincible-Until-Stripped mode This mode makes the player invincible until he/she has reached damage stack 6 (fully naked). After reaching stack 6, the player will lose the invincible status, and can be killed. In this mode, the player will get stripped and receive damage stack(s) when taking any hit that brings his/her health down to 0. The mode also has a feature where the player will get healed when being stripped (if you want to mimic having extra lives). The heal amount can be adjusted or disabled altogether in MCM. This mode is disabled by default and can be enabled in MCM. Unlucky Hits When taking hits below a certain threshold, the player has a chance to get stripped. The health threshold and chance are both customizable in MCM. But wait, Nora's got some good luck, too! Unlucky hits may strip her, but it can also heal her for certain amount. This heal amount is customizable in MCM (can also be disabled). WARNING: Be conservative with the health threshold. Since this can be triggered by ANYTHING, such as damage auras, poison, etc, it is recommended that you set the health threshold low (probably below 30% ish). Otherwise, you might find yourself getting stripped often by weird, unexpected things... of course unless you want that. Power and Bash Attacks Beware of melee attacks! Chance is customizable in MCM. I personally set this to 100%. Since ferals tend to use a lot of power attacks, that means I basically get stripped when being hit by a feral. Those nasty perverts... oh wait. Attacks From Specific Races You can set a flat chance where any attacks from certain races can trigger a strip. Races are divided into 4 categories: Ferals, Human, Animals, Mutants. WARNING: Just like unlucky hits, this can be triggered by ANYTHING. It's recommended that you set the chance to low (or even 0) for races that's known to have DoT effects or damage auras that ticks frequently (like Feral Ghoul's radiation damage aura). This feature is more BETA, since I can't figure out how to separate out DoTs and auras. Recovery The player will automatically recover from damage over time (real time). The time-to-recover value is customizable in MCM. Also, by default, the player only recovers one stack at a time. That means if the recovery time is set to 60 seconds and player is currently at damage stack 5, after 60 seconds, the player will recover to damage stack 4. Then stack 3 after another 60 seconds, then 2 after 60 seconds and so on. The MCM lets you change it so that player fully recovers instead of recovering one stack at a time. Stimpack recovery can be customized in MCM. You can customize the amount of stacks it recovers, or disable stimpack recovery. You can also enable/disable recovery from sleep. If enabled, sleep recovers all stacks (unless you were interrupted and woken up from sleep) Customize Armor Slots If you have custom armor/clothing mods that use different item slots, or want the armor pieces to be stripped in different order, you can customize what item slots get stripped for each damage stack level. This setting can be found in "Advanced" page of MCM. The slots can be 0 - 28. Refer to Biped slot documentation if you are not sure which slot is for which body part. Requirements F4SE (Optional) MCM Installation Manual installation or NMM, whichever you prefer Uninstallation If you turned on Invincible-Until-Stripped mode, make sure to turn that off before uninstalling the mod. Otherwise, your character will be left invincible (you can probably fix that using console commands, maybe). Custom Sound Replacer By VaderHater: Sound replacer - Original female grunt sound with ripping sounds overlay FAQ Is this compatible with combat surrender type mods, like VP Violate & RSE? Yes, in fact it works really well (at least for me :P). I personally use invincible-until-stripped mode and set the damage to 6, along with RSE's combat surrender. When my player's health reaches 0, she gets stripped naked, gets raped (by RSE), and is forced to stay naked for some time post-rape. Adds some more consequences to getting defeated in combat. Is this compatible with Devious Devices? Yes. Devious devices items will not be stripped on strip events. However, the player will still receive damage stacks, which means when you get those devious devices removed, your character still needs to heal before he/she can wear armor on that body part. How will this work with power armor By default, strip events will not happen when the player is in a power armor. But you can change that in the MCM. An exception to this is if you are using invincible-until-stripped mode and the player's health reaches zero, then player will get stripped. Does this work for male players? Yes. But you might want to turn off the strip sound. Currently, when the player gets stripped, the mod will play a female grunt/moan sound. You can turn the sound off in MCM, unless you dont mind your dude moaning like a girl when getting stripped. Can I create my own sound for this mod for males/different female/dog/cat/____ (and also upload)? By all means! If I like it, I'll even add a link to it here for recommendation. What are the "!Damaged __" items that show up in my player's inventory? Those items are for display purposes only. They show up in the inventory when the player gets damaged. It just helps you know which body parts are currently damaged. When the player recovers, those items will be automatically removed from inventory. Hope you all enjoy! Submitter twistedtrebla Submitted 02/17/2018 Category Sexual Content Requires F4SE

Naked Dungeons View File Naked Dungeons The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim mod Version 2.0.1 Tired of being capable of rushing through every single dungeon of Skyrim with no difficulties whatsoever, killing any enemies in your way single-handedly thanks to your kick-ass weapons and fancy armor? Here is the solution: Rumours has it that some (or all) dungeon entrances are cursed with an inescapable magical trap, which forces you to leave almost all your equipment outside. To make things worse, the curse is permanent, resulting in a self-recharging trap, therefore it works on every single living being trying to enter the dungeon, so you cannot have very high expectations about easy looting from slain enemies and other dead bodies. This means that you must fight yourself through with whatever weapons and armor you can find inside, or rely on your magical abilities. There is no need to worry about your precious gear being lost for good, however, for it is kept safely in a package outside (in front of the dungeon entrance), so you can recover it any time from there, the only thing is that you have no way to get them though he entrance. INSTALLATION: Copy the contents of the archive into your Skyrim folder. IMPORTANT: IF YOU INSTALL THE MOD OVER A PREVIOUS VERSION, AND YOU HAPPEN TO HAVE ANY LOOSE NAKED DUNGEONS SCRIPTS FILES IN THE [Skyrim]\Data\scripts FOLDER, THEN IT IS IMPERATIVE TO DELETE ALL OF THE LOOSE SCRIPT FILES LEFT FROM THE PREVIOUS VERSION OF THE MOD AFTER THE INSTALLATION, OTHERWISE THE MOD WILL NOT WORK CORRECTLY! (Note: all script files have an "ndun_" prefix in their file name.) TIP: You may clean your Data folder from the unnecessary files by running the included "Naked_Dungeons_clean.bat" file from the Skyrim folder. IMPORTANT: The mod is NOT enabled by default, you need to enable it manually after the istallation via the MCM (Naked Dungeons -> Debug -> Enable mod). If you install this version over a previous one, then a clean save is STRONGLY recommended beforehand: REQUIREMENTS: SKSE (http://skse.silverlock.org/) SkyUI (http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/3863/?) XPMSE: XP32 Maximum Skeleton Extended (http://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/68000/?) SexLab (http://www.loverslab.com/topic/16623-skyrim-sexlab-sex-animation-framework-v162-updated-jun-3rd-2016/) SexLab Aroused Redux (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/1421-sexlab-aroused-redux-december-05-2016/) Zaz Animation Pack 8.0 Plus (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/5211-zaz-animation-pack-v80-plus/) Devious Devices - Assets (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/269-devious-devices-assets/) Devious Devices - Integration (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/371-devious-devices-integration/) Devious Devices - Expansion (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/1305-devious-devices-expansion/) ...and their individual dependencies Soft dependencies: Rosebutt by komotor (http://www.loverslab.com/topic/56137-wip-rosebutt-v01-standalone/) - RECOMMENDED if you wish to see Naked Dungeon's Anal Gaping function working in high resolution (the low resolution version meshes are already included in the Naked Dungeons.bsa with the permission of komotor, the creator of the meshes. mzinWaterUtil (https://www.nexusmods.com/skyrim/mods/68254) SlaveTats (https://www.loverslab.com/files/file/619-slavetats/) with SlaveTats Cane Marks (https://www.loverslab.com/files/file/2917-slavetats-cane-marks/) Recommended: Komotor's Animations (http://www.loverslab.com/files/file/2897-slal-komotors-animations/) - (not necessary for Naked Dungeons, but contains high quality animations that are well worth downloading) HOW IT WORKS: TROUBLESHOOTING: If you happen to encounter any problems with the mod (e.g. traps not triggering when you think they should), first make sure to enable the debug mode in the MCM (Naked Dungeons -> Debug -> Show debug messages; it is no longer enabled by default) and see if any messages appear on entering or exiting dungeons. If there are no messages at all, make sure the mod is enabled (MCM: Naked Dungeons -> Debug -> Enable mod), or try to disable and re-enable it. TIP: If your character is a "sneaky archer" type, then it may be rather difficult to fight without your usual weapons. This is why the bound weapon spells are given to the player if you enable the mod with the "Show debug messages" option also enabled. CREDITS: The author wishes to thank komotor (http://komotor.tumblr.com/mods) for the anal gaping meshes and textures CGi for the mod organizer friendly version and also for the German translation zeldashu for the Chinese translation donttouchmethere for the extensive beta testing and many other LoversLab users for all their good ideas and suggestions UPDATE HISTORY: version 2.0.1 (current release) "Naked Dungeons MCM not registering without save/reload" bug fixed "Followers possibly losing their equipment permanently if 'Follower strip chance' variable is less than 100%" bug fixed "PC stuck in the fighting stance after deflation if the Deflation function was used with weapons out" bug fixed If the PC is tied to a Zaz furniture after having been defeated and raped, assaulters no longer turn hostile again until the PC has managed to free their hands Captivity events no longer create new Zaz furnitures if there is already an eligible Zaz furniture nearby Wriggling out of Zaz furnitures after Captivity events no longer use stamina if the stamina cannot regenerate (some mods may temporarily set the stamina regeneration rate to zero, which could make it impossible to struggle out of Zaz furnitures The devious devices chance variable used to have no effect on the Civilian Rape events. This wasn't a bug (I never intended it to work that way), but since I understand that it could be confusing for the user, I changed that: Civilian Rapers will now observe the aforementioned variable when equipping devious devices. Known problems still possibly present in the hotfixed version: During the Captivity event it was quite possible to press the menu accidentally before the 'Free your hands' message arrived. This could result in the Captivity menu keys not registering perfectly or even falling out of the furniture with no way to move your hands or do anything. In this fix I tried to do everything I could to avoid this situation. I'm afraid it's not perfect yet, but nonetheless it must be much better than before. Note: if you stuck in the Captivity event, the proper console command to recover from it is: setstage ndun_CaptiveQuest 100 Zaz furnitures created on Captivity events might not always be aligned perfectly with the surface mesh (sometimes they are created a little bit above the ground) Version 2.0: Harmlessness: as long as the Civilian Rape feature is enabled, the player character is naked AND unarmed or helpless, no human enemies will attack them. Instead, they will force-greet and rape the PC via the Civilian Rape ("I kinda like your garment") mechanism, just like non-hostile NPCs. Bathing: a nem menu item ("Wash yourself") is added to the Deflation menu, which appears only if the PC is standing (not swimming) in water. This provides a very basic bathing functionality: all is does is stripping the PC and removing the SexLab cumshot visual effect from the body. Currently there is no bathing animation used (for the sake of immersion, it is recommended to use a poser mod like Poser Hotkeys along with it). It uses the same water detection system as the Bathing in Skyrim mod, so there is a new soft dependency called mzinWaterUtil (without that little SKSE extension water detection will not work). Apart from the vanilla Skyrim water types, ND can detect the water types added by the following DLCs and mods: Dawnguard, Dragonborn, Falskaar and Realistic Water Two. Note that if the Bathing in Skyrim mod is installed, then it is NOT necessary to enable the built-in water detection method of ND (water detection will work without it). Bathing in Skyrim is NOT a dependency by the way. A nem menu item (saying "Urinate") is added to the Deflation menu. All it does is adding/removing the Zaz pee visual effect (along with some rather hard-to-hear sound effect) to the PC, there are no in-game consequences attached to it whatsoever. Whip Marks: when enabled, whip marks will be shown on the skin of the PC after ND's whipping scenes (only after ND's own whipping scenes, not other mods' ones). This new feature requires the SlaveTats mod and its CaneMarks textures to be installed (but it is only a soft dependency, so ND can work without it, if the user leaves this MCM option unchecked). The whip marks can be healed using any vanilla shrines. Wizard Scene: a new devious devices removal scene (not quite as complicated as the Ritual of Purification). It can be activated via the Prostitution feature, using the "Excuse me... / Could you please help me with my restraints" dialog. Innkeepers no longer will offer keys for sex as common NPCs. Instead, they will point you to the court wizards, who (using the same dialog) will ask you to assist them in some important research in exchange of DD removal. The scene involves a whole new (but rather primitive) game cell (a small "laboratory") where you are supposed to follow the wizard's orders. Captivity: after Robbery events your assaulters can decide to tie you to some Zaz furniture (like Crosses, Poles and suchlike). You can escape from this situation through a struggle mechanism similar to that of the devious armbinders. Slavery: after Robbery events human attackers can decide to enslave you via the Simple Slavery mechanism (Simple Slavery is a soft dependency only). Obesity: a new feature having basic Realistic Needs-like functionality in terms of consuming food and drink, which can alter the weight (along with the visual appearance) of your character depending on how much you eat. The player character has an energy reservoir (a "stomach"). As long as you keep it at a normal fill level (0-100%), nothing will change. The stomach gradually empties over time (it is checked once in every game hour by a script). Once it completely empties (0%), you will start to lose weight. If your weight reaches the minimum (0%), the stomach fill level will drop below 0%, the mod notifies the user that "You are starving", and the PC will slow down (the lower the stomach fill level is between 0% and -100%, the slower your character can move). It is also possible to overfill your stomach by eating too much (to a maximum of 200%). As long as the stomach fill level is above 100%, the PC will gradually gain weight and appear fatter. If the weight reaches the maximum (100%), the PC will slow down due to morbid obesity (the higher the stomach fill level is at 100% weight, the more severe the slowdown effect will be). With the default MCM settings, it takes 2 mass units of food to fill the stomach to 100% from 0%, a 100% filled stomach takes 24 game hours to empty, and the full weight gain/lose cycle (from 0% to 100% weight or the other way round) takes 10 game days. Guard Punishment: fixed an error that could result in chain-punishment by the same guard. Civilian Rape: fixed an error that could result in chain-rape by the same NPC. Civilian Rape: elder and vampire races included in the list of eligible NPCs. Civilian Rape: eligible NPCs can be filtered by gender. Devious Devices: fixed a minor bug to exclude ddx items when the "Allow DDX items" checkbox is not checked. Arngeir refuses to start the Ritual of Purification outside the monastery building of High Hrothgar. Ritual of Purification: the mod tries to start the Ritual of Purification start-game-enabled quest if it fails to start automatically for some reason. If the quest cannot be started, it will send error messages instead of the NULL object errors. Immortality: Gangbang and chain rape. ND no longer tries to select more than 1 creature in defeat animations. Armor Amortisation: Daedric armors are excluded (you'll never lose them). Dungeon trap script checks enumerated inventory items against NULL values. Fixed a bug in the Disguise Submitter galahad_69 Submitted 04/01/2016 Category Other Requires SKSE, SkyUI, XPMSE, SexLab, SexLab Aroused (Redux), Zaz Animation Pack 8.0+, Devious Devices Assets + Integration + Expansion Special Edition Compatible No

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...

Back in the Commonwealth, the last remaining raiders' settlement: Libertalia. My return took a few days. I spent the trip in a dry dock with a porthole. Naked, starving, weakened, I was collared and then escorted under heavy guard onto a barge in the middle of ship ruins. The raiders fed me and then covered me in ropes, to show their dominance over my body. From my cage, I could see the ruins of Boston, which depressed me. So close and so far away from returning to the Goodneighbor apartment... They could do whatever they pleased with me. For my first days, I was restrained onto another barge in a kind of fixed metal yoke. With my feet firmly planted on the ground, I couldn't move a muscle. The raiders called it an endurance test. If I survived the sun's heat, I could live another day. The next day, one of Libertalia's lieutenants tied me to a chair on his own boat. He had instructions for me: "Listen up, you filthy slave! You belong to us, you do everything we tell you to do. In exchange, you'll have the privilege of eating, drinking and washing. Just what you need to be useful. If you rebel, we'll beat the shit out of you. And if you rebel again after this, we'll activate the collar. Got it?" I nodded. I'll do whatever it takes to survive, just like I did last year in Corvega. I was taken to another boat where one of the raiders expected me: "Sit on the couch, spread your legs and start touching yourself." I did as he instructed. I dreaded his reaction if I didn't obey. "Good, good. When you're horny enough, my friend with the captain's hat will take over." It became more physical afterwards. The raider with the hat went straight to the point: getting laid. And judging by what he unloaded into my privates, it had been a long time since he had the chance to do so. He let out an eager groan of pleasure as I tried to keep myself from suffering too much. I had to stay tough. I was thrown away like a used handkerchief. Naked and tied to a cross, a female raider had to keep an eye on me: "Oh come on! Do I really have to stand here with the slave? Just because I'm a newbie doesn't mean I have to do such ungrateful tasks!" "Hey, relax! Why don't you play with her, make sure she's under your control." Someone gave her a bad idea. The new raider took out her frustration on me. She handcuffed me and led me into her cabin, in which I had to give her the greatest amount of enjoyment with my tongue. It was humiliating enough to be treated like a toy, but on top of that by lowlife scoundrels... At least she had her genitals clean. At the end of the day, I was taken back to the cage and handcuffed to it. Appalling and humiliating: the two words that came to mind. My daily life as a slave returned to its earliest days. To survive it, I needed a great deal of self-sacrifice and, above all, submission to my captors. It was the only way to gain their trust and escape this hell. A few days later, when my life was shifting between being tied up and being fucked, the raiders' lieutenant dragged me back onto his boat. He wanted to see how broken I was and if I was tame enough. "Got something to say, slave? Speak up!" "I acknowledge you as my master. I accept my place and my purpose in serving you. I will always be submissive and obey every command." "Excellent. Now you'll meet the other lieutenant, the barefoot pirate gal. You'll say the exact same words to her too." The barefoot raider had other plans for me. She didn't believe my words, so she chose a more concrete way for me to show my submission: "On the ground and open wide. You're going to worship my feet until they're perfectly clean. If you miss, I'll blow your brains out." I obeyed. I'd never done this before, but I was willing to do anything to keep on living. "Good work slave. You deserve a little treat before meeting the leader." The next day, I was escorted onto the main ship. My reward was these bits of skin that covered my tits and pussy. I knelt before the leader, like the good tamed pet I had become. "A very pretty slave with good manners. Keep it up. My lieutenants have done a pretty good job, you seem quite obedient. That's why I've decided to make you my exclusive slave." "Thank you, master." "Don't thank me so easily. You'll be my ticklish slave. You'll stay on this ship and my crew is free to tickle you whenever and however they want. Understand?" "Yes, master. But please try to be gentle, I'm very ticklish." "My right-hand man will check that right now." Taken outside onto the terrace, the right-hand guy stood behind and tickled my armpits plus my ribs. It was a sensation I hadn't experienced since my capture by Queen Isabel, who had tied me up and tickled me before shipping me off. One thing for sure, my body seemed to be as sensitive as ever. At dusk, it was the watchman's turn to have his session. He had hogtied me and decided to tickle my feet. The ropes were so heavy, I couldn't do anything but laugh. "Oh yes! Keep on giggling slave! I can tickle those little feet all night long!" A couple of days later, I was targeted by one of the raider gals, who was in charge of the kitchen and inventory stock. She grabbed me and handcuffed me in a very uncomfortable position on a stool. This allowed her hands to roam all over my belly. "Everyone wants to play with you, you know that? So ticklish, I love your laugh, my little slave! Hey you at the bar, want to join the fun?" I was allowed a break to empty my bladder and catch my breath. I was then tied to a cross on the floor, which the raider at the bar had just brought. My two captors sat opposite me, one on each foot. What happened next would probably test my endurance and push me one step closer to insanity. "It's amazing, she's really ticklish everywhere! Thanks for that, mate. Plus, we get a perfect view down to her cunt and tits. Think we should give it a try?" I didn't want them to go tickling over there but I wasn't in any position to contest. Despite still being enslaved by the raiders, the days passed a lot better since I was a ticklish slave. I had a little space to myself and could move around freely. I had become submissive enough to have more freedom, but also more opportunities to escape. One morning, the boss's right-hand man paid me a visit. I struck an erotic pose for him. "Little pet, the boss wants you for the whole day. Join him on his deck. By the way, nice sexy pose." The leader wanted an exclusive session with me. He tied me upside down, my hands shackled by a ball and chain, my feet at his mercy. This was, of course, the moment he chose to tickle them: "My crew was right, we did well to include you in our group. Such tender, ticklish soles, I love it! Do you like it too, slave?" "Ahahahahah, yes master! I love being tickled and being your slave!" "Perfect. So we'll carry on until sunset, I'm going to have so much fun!" After several hours, when I was breathless and nearly pissed myself, the chief's right-hand man arrived to tell him something: "Uh... Boss? Sorry to interrupt, but your guest has arrived. She's waiting her turn for the slave." "What?" Is it already time? Damn, I was trying to see if her sides or feet were the most ticklish... Oh well. My dear slave, you can have a 5-minute break, then come down and join my guest." "Huh, huh... Thank you master." I should have guessed. The invited lady was none other than the woman responsible for everything that had happened to me in the last few months. I got down on my knees and smiled at her. I had to keep my act together. "Well look at that, Calista in the flesh! I didn't expect you to end up like this after your train ride. Karma's a bitch, isn't it? To remind you: my name is Isabel. Those with sense to fear me call me Queen. You my little pet will address me as Mistress. Always. Without exception. And you're going to do whatever I tell you to. It's not negotiable. Is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress." "Good. Let's play. I brought you some handcuffs. If you show me a good time, I'll take off that collar and you'll come with me. If you don't... You'll remain here forever." We went into the bedroom and sat on the sofa. Queen Isabel began the foreplay by tickling my feet while talking to me: "So Calista... Do you miss your old life? I've learned that you're still alive thanks to your tattoos. It didn't take me long to figure out that you'd been enslaved. And I see you've become quite tame, haven't you, little pet?" "Hihihi, I am Mistress, I'll do anything to please you." "My... you are a specimen. I must confess... I am very attracted to you. Still ticklish and still gorgeous... Let's speed things up, I want to test your goods." She stripped me naked and did the same. Her body was much more athletic than mine. And once again, I was attracted by my captor. Queen Isabel put me on her lap and gently fingered me. I let out a few little moans, it pained me to say it, but she was talented. "You want that I can tell. Even if you never realized it until this very moment. You need it more than anything." I couldn't agree more. Once aroused enough, Queen Isabel carried me to the bed. She was eager to taste my pussy and oh boy. Her licks were so soft and gentle. I'd totally forgotten she was the villain here. I moaned so loud, as much as the orgasm she'd just given me. For a few seconds, I was Kinky Calista again, before reality struck back. I was drained. But the Queen hadn't finished with me yet: "Come pet... It's time to worship your queen's feet! You'd better be grateful!" I complied immediately. I took the time to satisfy my mistress by softly sucking her toes. "Oh yes, that feels good! You've fulfilled your duty, slave Calista, you're coming with me. I've got big plans for you. Soon, the whole wide world will know about us." Queen Isabel kept her promise by removing my collar and taking me out of Libertalia. What she didn't tell me, however, was that I remained her slave, and that she could do whatever she wished with me. So I became her pack mule, with a new chained collar, a yoke to hold me on a leash and a white linen cloth to hide my nakedness. Together, we headed for the countryside west of Boston. "Mistress, if I may ask, are we almost there? I'm dirty, I'm sweaty and my feet itch." "Do I hear whining? Let me remind you how this works, slave. When you're mine, I'll use your body how I see fit, including selling it to others of course. I'll handle the small things like money and security. You won't have to worry about anything excepting pleasing me. Got it?" "Yes Mistress. I'm sorry... I... I'm all yours." "That's more like it. We'll be in Nuka World in a few days, Calista pet. You'll be slaving away to make us rich and famous, so... Just relax and enjoy the ride with your Queen."

The old woman took me to a small house located near the ranch. "Would you like anything? Supplies? Shoes?" "No thanks, I don't want to overstay my welcome." "Suit yourself. We've had some recent trouble with a pirate crew. They've set up shop in shantytown deeper in the forest, kidnapping people to sell them into slavery. Perhaps you've met them." "I've encountered a few lone bandits on the way, yes. They're gone now, and that's how I got this rifle!" "Well done, hija! But forgive me, you're not from around here, what's your story?" We sat on the front porch and I explained my journey, from leaving Boston by boat to this day. "Wow, it's been quite a trip! And I guess you want to go home, right?" "Exactly, I saw a lighthouse on the coast. Given its condition, people live there. Maybe they spotted my boat or know where I could take one." "You've got great perception! We do business with them, when we're not being attacked. Maybe you could help us. You've got a firearm, it's quite rare around these parts. I'm asking you to get rid of just one person, their leader. Get the general then the soldiers will give up without a fight." "I can do that, yes. If you promise to help me leave this place." "Agreed, I promise. Shall we go inside?" "You can stay here for the night. Your best chance would be to attack just before sunset. 3 a.m. might be appropriate. When you leave for the lighthouse, follow the main roads and don't venture out. Coastal pirates are far more vicious than those next to us." "Many thanks to you! I'll be back in one piece with your help!" "I'm sure you will! Good luck on your journey." I lay down on the sofa. The house had no roof and I could see the stars emerging as night began to fall. I had a quick assassination to do before reaching the lighthouse. I didn't mind, because the reward was a trip back to Boston. Once back, I'd deal with Queen Isabel and return to Katy. A simple plan for a peaceful life. Shantytown, around 3 a.m. I took up position on some rocks above the shantytown. There wasn't much to observe, my feet dangling perhaps, but otherwise I saw a couple of guards trying not to fall asleep at their posts while others made the rounds. I was looking for a muscular guy with a helmet on his head, that was the chief's general description I asked for before leaving the ranch. Once I had spotted him, I drew my rifle and aimed. Muscular man, helmet on his head, Spanish words given to his troops, it was definitely the leader. To be sure of killing him, I decided to shoot his upper torso, the least muscular part of his body. The shot woke up the whole slum. The pirates would soon be hunting me down, and I couldn't stay there. To get to the lighthouse, I had to take a road guarded by a pirate stationed in a tower. He was looking for me with his sniper rifle. Too bad he didn't know which rocks I was hiding behind. After my second shot, I ran away from the pirates. There was no point in wasting the few bullets I had left on them. I followed the moonlit dirt road to an abandoned village, one of my checkpoints before reaching the lighthouse. I made my way to the small village square, joined by the dawn and its chirping early birds. I could see the mountain from here, the main hub of my Costa Rican adventure. All I had to do was climb it and head back down to the coast on the other side. My ascent had gone perfectly, and I didn't meet a soul in the heights. The lighthouse hadn't moved since the last time, which was a good thing. It could have been attacked or destroyed in a matter of days. The main road led back down towards the coast. I still had some ground to cover, but my goal was in sight. I was almost arrived, but decided to take a break at a roadside cottage with its own greenhouse. Like the village, this one looked abandoned, but I remembered yesterday's conversation with the elderly woman - there could be pirates around here. As a precaution, I pulled out my rifle and headed for the front door. After inspecting the door to see if it was booby-trapped or not, I kicked it in with my foot. Everything seemed normal, the house had just been abandoned by its residents. I wanted to pick up some supplies before getting to the lighthouse. I'd forgotten a key part of the conversation with the elderly woman: pirates lay vicious traps. I stepped on a pressure plate hidden under the carpet and a grenade rolled to my feet. It exploded instantly, releasing a gas that asphyxiated me and made me pass out. When I woke up, I had been disarmed and stripped of my leather armor. I was tied to a post with my breasts exposed, in a rather awkward position. I stared at the small group of pirates who had picked me up and placed me here. I was angry at them, but mostly, I was angry at myself for having been tricked once again. One of the female pirates came over and inspected me from head to toe before speaking: "Qui es tu, étrangère ? Tu ne ressembles pas aux autres que l'on capture ici." She spoke in French and wondered what I was doing here. They knew I wasn't from this part of the world. "Fuck you, bitch!" "Une fille qui parle anglais ! Fascinant ! Le boss sera ravi de faire ta connaissance. Amenez la au cargo et apportez le joug, au cas où elle tente quelque chose." I was going to be taken to their base in a... joug? I couldn't translate that word and that didn't sound good. So the French word joug meant yoke. It was a device quite unpleasant to bear. In its physical form, because I could no longer use my hands for anything, and in its moral form, because I felt like a draught animal. I was escorted to the pirate base, with the man in front and the woman behind with her rifle pointed at my buttocks. I'd had better endings to my former vacations. We kept walking along the beach, the midday sun beating down on us. I had a gift for getting myself into perilous situations... To spice things up halfway around the world with pirates who spoke French. It was hopeless to try an escape without the risk of being shot. I would have to endure what was to happen next and find a way. The pirates halted by a boat stranded on the beach. I was forced to kneel while they examined it. I didn't need to know any further. It was my boat, and it wouldn't take them long to find out. The pirate woman stared at me to keep me subdued while the pirate man talked to her: "Une jolie fille et un bateau échoué, quelles sont les chances ? Tu penses que c'est le sien ?" "Je ne sais pas et j'm'en fous. Elle a de beaux seins cependant. J'ai hâte de m'occuper d'elle !" "Faudra voir ça avec le boss. On devrait y aller, les autres s'occuperont du navire." Perverted bitch, she was leering at my breasts! The pirates' base was a massive cargo ship also washed up on the Costa Rican coast. I could see dozens of them... it reminded me of an old factory in Boston. I was in a real quagmire, and it would get even worse after dealing with the pirates' captain. I was locked up in a cage on the cargo ship. Several minutes later, a man with a ridge and a killer's grin came and sat down. The pirate leader himself had come to check on his merchandise, me: "My men told me they'd picked up a priceless treasure on the coast, and they didn't disappoint. You're gonna fetch a nice fortune when I find you a buyer. An American girl, right? I heard they had a pretty good slave network up there." "Screw you and your men! I've slaughtered dozens like you, you don't scare me." "Did someone ever tell you the definition... of insanity? That's exactly how you sound, a disillusioned lunatic. Look where you are, trapped like a fucking rat! But don't worry, we've got plenty of time to fix that." "You won't get away with it, I'll make you pay!" "Keep talking, girl. In the meantime, we'll have to remedy this attitude disorder. Maybe spending some time with the crew will ease your mind. If you behave this badly, I'll let them deal with you as they see fit." "You won't break me that easily, I've been through worse!" "Is that a challenge? I'll accept it. We're going to take off those pants and gag you. You're going to be one of us until you're sold, sweet slave..." Completely naked and gagged, I was taken to a room, still yoked. A hooded pirate woman opened the door and saw me on the bed: "Hot new slave! Don't worry, I'll be nice to you." "Come on puppet, spread your thighs and let me work my magic." There was nothing I could do, no way to escape or struggle. I was going to have to endure their assault and resist with all my energy. Back in hell, from castaway to slave. I had to believe in my purgatory to save myself. After being soiled and humiliated by pirates for several days, they eventually found potential buyers. Remember my boat? Well, it was searched from top to bottom, and the pirates managed to contact a large group of raiders in the Commonwealth. I was bartered for guns and ammunition and sent back to Boston. I didn't think I would hate returning home that much. To celebrate my release, the pirate's leader decided to change my hairstyle, too rebellious for his taste: "Voilà, it's better like that! We'll miss you, American slave. We'll keep some of your hair as a souvenir. Bon voyage!" And thus concludes Act 5 (Chapters 21 to 24) of Calista's adventures. Will she manage to regain her freedom and complete her journey unscathed? To be determined in the final act! END OF ACT 5

So that was the special outfit? A pink see-through top and nothing else? Good thing I fit in so nicely. Liemanto wanted a private session and I was curious about his other work. 50 caps to dance almost naked and do a trick or two, I've had worse jobs. Ten times more if I accepted his other job... It could be anything, that's what made me suspicious. The bathroom led to a private room with a mini-bar, an L-shaped sofa and a pole dance bar in the middle. Liemanto was waiting for me to start my show. Like every one of them, I started by shacking my butt. "You look great like this, Calista. Damn I missed that ass. So round and firm... You just want to play with it." "I know, it's quite an exercise to keep it that way!" "I have no doubt about that. Well, let's talk about the job. A ghoul's gang from Goodneighbor clashed with the cartel. I lost some cargo that was stored in their warehouse. The problem is, you can't get in unless you have the password. That's where you come in." After warming up, I moved to the pole, I didn't have much space to do moves. Liemanto kept briefing me. "We identified one of the gang members. He requested a hooker's services in two days. We got this information from the pimp who is worried about his employee. That's why you will replace her. You have more experience and you know how to defend yourself. She doesn't know anything, you'll have to knock her out and take something from her: a collar with the word SLUT on it. This was the code decided with this gang, they are hidden and very suspicious." "The meeting takes place at the Boyston Club, around 6 pm. The ideal would be that you neutralize the prostitute in the nearby park. Mykola will take care of bringing her back safe and sound. As for you, you will have to find a way to make him say the password. Be careful, this guy is a threat. When you think you've found it, get the hell out. We'll handle him." The job sounded like a scam to me. Taking someone's place for a job brought me to this point. Except this time, I was going to have backup. I ended our private show with a short back flip. "There you go, you know all about the job. Mrs. Schwartz will get you clothes that match the hooker's. Something with a slutty secretary. Do you have any questions?" Everything had been explained to me, even if some of the stuff looked fishy, that shouldn't stop me. I took a seat next to Liemanto, stretching my leg after my little workout. "Let me get this straight, in two days around 6 pm, I knock out a prostitute, take her collar and meet her client the ghoul at the Boyston Club. I get him to talk so he can tell me some kind of password and I'm out of there. My reward is 500 caps, right? I take the job, Liemanto. And I'll also take the 50 caps for the private dance." He nodded in agreement. I didn't know what I was getting into, but if it increased my relationship with the cartel boss, I was going to do it. Two days later, around 5:30 pm. I hid myself while waiting for the hooker to show up. There was barely anyone around until I saw a pretty woman strolling down the park's path. The opening gambit was about to be set in motion. She had just reached the street where I was waiting for her, hidden in a set of stairs. I had an outfit that matched hers, except for the skull mask. She didn't need to know who I was and I didn't want to get in trouble. The heels I was wearing were going to make some noise, so I opted to take them off in order to silently jump on the girl. I approached in my bare feet and gripped onto her. One hand tugging at her collar, the other preventing her from screaming. Plus I forced her to look at the sky. My legs locked tightly around hers made it impossible for the prostitute to move. It was only a matter of time before she passed out. She collapsed on the sidewalk, unconscious. I picked up her collar that I had just choked her with. I took no pleasure in it, somehow I did her a favor. I was the one who was going to be at risk from a Goodneighbor gangster. I moved the prostitute to the stairs I was hiding. Damn, she was heavy! I didn't need to tie her up, Mykola would soon be there to handle her anyway. Good thing I took off my heels, I wouldn't have been able to get this kind of balance with them on. I put my pumps back on, threw the mask into the park's small pond and walked to the Boyston Club, which was on the other side. On the way, I also put on the collar I recently acquired and a pair of glasses. I now looked like a sexy secretary! With a very... slutty side. Not my fault, look at my neck! I took the elevator upstairs to the Boyston Club. The doors opened to a fairly fat silhouette gazing at the sunset. The place hadn't been visited since the bombs. Overturned seats, scattered wine bottles, skeletons... The last party held here ended badly. That wasn't going to be the case tonight, I hoped. We met in the middle of the lounge. "Good evening, sir." "Hi cutie, I like your collar. Are you ready for an incredible evening? Come on, let's have a drink!" The gangster and I seated ourselves around the coffee table. He poured himself a glass of wine, I gently declined. "You see this place is a relic of the past. Celebrities used to meet here to drink and smoke in peace. The space was even used in one of my favorite John Woo movies. Damn, I loved that filmmaker..." The ghoul kept talking about the past. I had many of the references he mentioned, maybe I could force the line a little. "Wow! You are lucky to have lived all this! The social events, the debauchery, the movies, especially those from John Woo." The gangster finished his glass of wine in one gulp, he barely listened to anything I said, except when I said John Woo. I saw him give me a brief glance. Why that? The ghoul knocked over his armchair in an abrupt manner. I got scared and moved away from him. He looked at me and made an obscene gesture with his hands. "Let's cut the chit-chat, it's time to fuck! Take off your clothes, I want to see what's underneath." "Wait, you're a little too fast for me honey, I don't know if I'm ready." I stepped back until I was blocked by the wall. The gangster was getting closer to my face, he put his hand on the wall to prevent me from running away. "What's wrong with you? You don't drink, you don't want to fuck, are you actually a whore?" "Listen, I'm a bit shy, this is the first time I'm doing it with a ghoul..." "Oh okay, I see. You're one of those ghoul-hating bitches, aren't you? I think you deserv a humility lesson you slut!" I didn't have time to react as he put both his hands on my throat and choked me. This was so sudden and violent, I was lifted off the ground. I even lost my heels in the process. I had to react quickly or this fat, disgusting ghoul was going to rip me to shreds. "Any last wishes, bitch?" I used all the energy I had in me to break the hold. In a spirit of hope, I answered him. "Yeah, fuck you fatty!" I hit his groin with my knee and loaded my palm to slam his ear with it. He'd messed with the wrong person and I wasn't going to be shy about beating the crap out of him. My blows broke his grip and he found himself on all fours, holding his lower stomach for an obvious reason. I gained momentum and was about to smash his skull with my bare foot. My last fight was several months ago, a drunken battle in Goodneighbor. I felt I did fairly well today, despite a bad start. After my kick to his face, I put my foot on his ravaged skin. I had beaten him and wanted to make sure I had the right password for the cartel. He was quite stunned but I only needed a yes or no anyway. "Is your gang's password John Woo? Answer me dirtbag!" "John... Who?" He finally passed out. I had no reason to stay here anymore, I picked up my heels and headed for the elevator. I put on my white pumps and tried to think of what the password meant. Damn the bastard, he choked me so hard I was still coughing! Anyway. What if the password was a question, like "John who?" and the answer was John Woo, the movie director from that time? It was a very silly idea but just as brillant. Goodneighbor had the ghoul John Hancock as its mayor, who was the obvious answer to that question. John who? Hancock. No one from the Commonwealth could know John Woo, the password seemed logical from that point of view. Mykola was waiting for me in the reception hallway. "Is it done Calista? Do you have the password?" "Your man lies totally knocked out on the upper floor. I'm pretty sure the password is John Woo spelled with one W and two O's. He was a movie director. When I tried to find out more about him, the gangster attacked me and I had to fight back. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going home." "All right, you did a great job. The hooker you replaced is fine, thanks for not embarrassing her more than necessary. Stop by Liemanto's residence tomorrow morning to receive your payment. Have a nice evening."

I lost track of time. Weeks? Months? I had become a junkie willing to do anything to get her fix, the collar around my neck no longer weighed so much. The raiders shaved my head and added some tattoos to my body. To them, I was their pet. Who had I become? A shadow of who I was. On a nasty rainy day, I got a special assignment. To serve the people of Diamond City. It was the first time I'd been this far from the old shack. The man who had kidnapped me was in charge of escorting me and making sure I did the job right. "Listen Vaultslave, when we get to town, I'll explain what you need to do. If you do it right, you'll have a chance to come back. Trust me, it's what's best for you." Without realizing it, the rain washed over me slightly. I was busy thinking about my next dose of Jet, if this was the opportunity to get even more... Diamond City... A pre-war stadium that served as the main city in the Commonwealth lands. I remembered seeing a baseball game in those days... Old memories from the past always hurt a little. Once inside, the man led me to a quiet area. "You don't look like the same girl you did a few months ago. I still see that flame in your eyes. The one of wanting to escape and take off that collar. If you succeed in these few jobs, I will set you free. You have my word." I was led to the office of the head of security. This man had to get me a permit to be able to move and work on the street without problems. I bowed to him. "So you are the new girl. Broken for some time right? I'll take care of your permit. The rules are simple: do your job. Earn your caps. Give me a slice. You try anything, you end up in the hole. And trust me, you don't want to go there." "Well get up and show me the goods." I stood up and obeyed. "Mmh... Still a decent body. However, you can throw away those clothes. And a little grooming wouldn't hurt either. Wait in the jail cell until I do the paperwork." In the cell, I tried to think about what I had been told. He didn't seem to be lying about my desire to be free. If I had the chance, I had to take it. I would do anything to get rid of this drug craving. I waited a long time. I was afraid to end up here alone against the city guards. They were better equipped and tougher than the raiders I served. Doing this job right would earn me my freedom, no way I could fail. I washed up and put on some new skimpy clothes. I was even allowed to wear shoes, the first time since my captivity. I got used to living barefoot and even totally naked. I was not ashamed of my body but rather of how it was treated. The pain became secondary. "Hi honey, are you looking for a good time? I could take you on an all-night trip!" "Hey gentleman, want me to keep you company for tonight? I can do anything you wish." It was a long and rather well paid shift. The city's head of security got his cut and everything else to the man who was going to set me free one day. A few days later, I was taken for a ride with the master of the Corvega factory and some of his men. He tore off my clothes and forced me to act like a dog. "Good pet, look how strong we are in this world. Guys, loot them all and let's go home." The men took me to an abandoned store in Lexington. They tied me up with ropes and let their robot watch me. I was not secure. I still needed patience before I could run away. A few weeks later, everything almost came to an end. The Jet, the abuse, my body couldn't take it anymore. I could see the influence of the raiders diminishing. Not as strong and united as before. They were using more drugs and taking out their frustration on the slaves. In a way, it weaned me off. I didn't think about the Jet anymore and it was going to free me from this life. I returned to Diamond City where I worked. Too many clients, not enough time to recover. I passed out and was taken to a clinic. The two women who ran it were not supposed to take care of the slaves but for a favor... They were willing to treat me in exchange for studying my body. What was left of it. "A strange specimen. After all your body has been through, it's a miracle its still functional. I notice some abitlites that don't exist in the Wastelands, as if you came from before the war. Anyway, that's not possible, you're far too well preserved for a 200 years old woman!" If only she knew... I was blindfolded, I wasn't supposed to see how my miracle cure was created. That was the day. The nameless man came to pick me up, accompanied by his robot eyebot. "Listen carefully. We're going north. You have one last job to do before you can be free again. Let's go and stay close to me, the collar still works." "Do you remember this place? This is where we picked you up. In this trailer, there is a farmer's daughter. Her family was killed in a raid and she is the only survivor. Your job is simple. Kill her. I'll say you burned to death in an explosion or something like that. No one will know and you can start over somewhere else. Leave this place, you've seen what it's like." "Do I really have to kill this girl? I've never done this in my life, I don't know if I can do it..." "You have no other choice. It's either that or stay a slave until you die. Behind you are the clothes I gave you the first time we met. I'll give you half an hour." I went into the trailer. There was a girl tied up, scared. She looked lost, probably because of what had just happened in her life. When she raised her head, she spoke to me: "Please ma'am help me! I have nothing left, I want to get away from here, please set me free." I looked at her, still undecided what to do with her. And then I thought about everything I've been through these past few months. All the horrible things that have happened to me. The reason I was still alive was because I vowed to everything I could do to survive. "I'm so sorry. You don't want to live the life I have lived. You don't deserve this. I don't want to do it either but I don't have a choice..." I punched her in the face and used the switchblade stuck in the computer to kill her quickly. "It's done. Now set me free." "Finally you have what it takes to live in this world. It looks like your tamed life is coming to an end. I'm leaving the area, you should do the same, give yourself time to forget and heal, even if it won't be easy. The robot will take care of your tattoos and the collar. Your belongings from your capture are in the small shed. Farewell, vault dweller." And so ended my travels as a slave in the Commonwealth. I was exhausted and for the first time, I was happy about it. I could get out of here, make my own life. And when the time was right, I would take my revenge of all those raiders who dared to lay their hands on me.

My new life began. The owner of the shack tore off my clothes, added some tattoos and varnish on my toenails. I had to be respectable for the new customers. He forced me to take some drug, something called Jet. I hoped it wouldn't be as addictive as cigarettes... I was escorted to another room and restrained in the same way except this time I was blindfolded. Only one person remained in the room with me. "I am your Master. Whatever I tell you to do, you do. You work for me. This club must become the best in the area. If you don't obey, you will be forced to. Until you die." He hit me for some time with his whip before leaving the room. "Dear customers, this room is open." After a few rounds, the Master returned and he was not happy. "You useless brat! If I hear any more complaining customers, you're going to spend the whole night on the cross." I protected myself from the lashes, hoping they would stop. Once my shift was over, I was escorted to the common room where I had a mattress, a suitcase and a cooler. These were my only possessions, each day inspected by the Master. I didn't know how I held up. The will to live or the Jet? Hard to tell. A few days passed. My duties as a slave changed. The more obedient I was, the fewer problems I had. I was no longer obliged to take care of the customers but I had to clean the shack. I would rather be a maid than be accompanied by those disgusting pigs. Later in the day, I was even allowed to go outside. The collar was set to explode unless I got home first. I had a few hours to find materials to produce one of these slavers' drugs. The first one was rust, I had to get it with gloves to avoid hurting myself. I still had some time left. Once I had collected the ingredients, I found an old toilet. I was sick, the Jet and the disgusting food I ate didn't help. Since my capture, this was the only time I was not being watched. While I vomited, I took the time to think of a solution to remove this collar. I couldn't do it but maybe there were some innocent people who would be able to do it? I couldn't go too far away from the shack but I could wait for someone to come by? With the time I had left, I decided to wait at an old bus station. I was exhausted and filthy. I sincerely hoped that someone would come by and save me from the horrible nightmare that my life had become. An hour later, nothing happened. Animal noises in the distance and the howling of ghouls that populated some parts of the city. I knew its name now, Lexington. It would be a distant memory when I was going to get rescued. I put myself on the bus. I waved my arms, hoping someone would see me. Time was running out... I was still waiting. The rain was falling I used it to clean myself. It was going to be difficult to see someone coming in this weather... It was getting dark. The rain didn't stop, I took shelter at the bus stop. I had only one hour left before I had to go back to the shack. I looked around one last time from the bus. No one ever came by and it was time for me to go back to the shack. I was bummed but it was enough to create hope. Hope that I could escape from here someday. A few days later, I was taken to a hideout for an "interrogation" regarding the time I took to complete my mission. They were not very happy. "Look, I got what you asked for, it wasn't very easy in the city with those monsters lurking around." I tried to save my skin. "You haven't met me yet girl but you should know that I love whipping slaves like you. I can see it in your eyes, you know you've been naughty and you deserve it. Don't worry, you'll get your dose of Jet right after." He wasn't wrong about the Jet, I was starting to get hooked. "Please stop! I've had enough! I didn't mean to attract the ghouls, I don't know how to defend myself." "Keep begging for mercy. You know what, I'll let you go now but I'll get you some presents before you leave. I'll put in a good word for the boss to teach you how to fight." I was taken back to the shack and led to the bathroom. I could see my face, adorned with piercings and earrings. I had to hurry up and clean myself up. A new shift was about to start and I was expected to be there. "You don't need clothes, make the customers happy and everything will be fine for you." These were the words the Master gave me before leading me into the party room. I found this guy, a smooth talker. I introduced myself to him. "Hey handsome! I heard you were looking for an adventure? Just so you know, I'm an adventure. Do you want anything?" "You seem out of place girly. I'll have a beer and who knows, maybe more." A few days later, I was called by the boss himself. He wanted to see me at the factory for a special job. I was escorted to him in handcuffs. "I heard about your wanderings. You will have a chance to redeem yourself: you are my new fighter and you will have to beat other slaves. You win, we'll give you better jobs. You lose... You don't want to know. Here, a septum and some Jet, you'll need it."

I'd dreamed it, and there she was: Queen Isabel, captured and bound. Hinged handcuffs were wired to Croup Manor's huge basement girder, and I'd taken the liberty of removing her shoes to bind her feet. Like me, Isabel did not wear socks either. Maybe like me, she was sensitive down there too... In any case, I had to wait for her to wake up; Kimy told me she'd be knocked out for an hour or so. I could still enjoy my catch a little longer! Captive Isabel woke up angry at being taken prisoner. I moved closer, taunting her by touching her nose with my fingertip: "At last you're back! Greetings Isabel, did you miss me?" "Calista! You bitch! Get your mistress free right now!" "Yeah, I don't think so. Revenge is a fool's game. And believe me, I know exactly how to play it." "I'm gonna cut loose, smash your face in, and then..." I had enough, I was forced to interrupt. I put my foot on her throat to remind who was in control around here. "You see, Isabel, you lost. The only reason you're still breathing at this point is because you somehow bailed me out of Libertalia. By the way, sorry about that, but there can't be much left of it now, same goes for Wire... You can bet your boots on it. But you know, on the other hand, I haven't forgotten our first encounter, or how I had to please you on the way to Nuka World. So today, you're going to return the favor. If you do a good job pleasing me, I'll let you live and you'll never hear from me again. Agreed?" She nodded. I had a pretty good idea of what I wanted from her. "First, you're going to lick my feet and I expect it to be done right. If you try to bite me, I'll choke you with my foot." It was the first time I'd ever asked this of anyone. Now I understood why it felt so damn nice, Isabel knew how to use her tongue and my toes seemed to be so mellow. "Good, good, my former mistress is gifted! I want the same on my other foot, is that clear?" Isabel nodded again. I wondered why she was so docile, was she afraid for her life? Well, I certainly enjoyed it. While she licked my other foot, I couldn't help staring at her feet. I really did have a fetish for it... I was starting to imagine certain things in my head that turned me on. Isabel belonged to that slave-owning caste that disgusted me, but she only did it for her own survival first, and then for her own gain. Currently, Isabel had to worship my feet in order to be spared. Her survival and gain were now tied to my satisfaction and I wasn't done with her yet. I lay down before Isabel's feet. I began to stroke her soles with two fingers, to test her ticklishness: "Well... after tying you up and taking off your shoes, I wondered... Is the great Queen Isabel vulnerable? Seeing your bare feet exposed like that... It's worth a try isn't it?" "Don't you dare..." "What? It's not like you did this to me a few months ago. Besides, a little tickling is always fun!" She tried to keep her cool, but it wasn't going to take her much longer to lose it. With both hands, and by tickling her feet thoroughly, I finally made her laugh. "What's wrong? My mistress can't take being tickled, can she? I knew a tough gal like you had a weak spot, I just didn't expect it to be so... simple to uncover." "Ahahahaha! You won't get away with it Calista! You'll payahahahaha!" "Yeah yeah, keep talking. But remember to breath, we've still got plenty of time to spend together!" After several minutes of tickling, I gave Isabel a break. Kneeling above her, I showed her who was in charge from now on: "What the hell are you doing with that knife? Put it away, you can hurt me!" "Don't you recognize your own blade, Isabel? I could finish you off in a split second, but we're not done yet. Do you recall the burglary night? You tore my bodysuit off to humiliate me. An eye for an eye..." "I fucking hate you, Calista!" "Likewise. Hold still, I want to find out what's underneath that shirt." I cut Isabel's shirt to make her topless. My arousal rose again, as I began to touch myself and enjoy it. "You're such a nasty perv, you know that?" "Come on... I can't help it, I'm attracted to sexy bodies and your breasts turn me on..." "Gross! Enough is enough, set me free now!" She wasn't in any position to tell me what to do. Captive Isabel deserved a little reminder. I tickled one of her breasts and also her ribs. Isabel was caught off guard and giggled. "I'll decide when I'm done with you. Your upper body's a little less ticklish though... Think of it more as a massage." "Ahahaha please stop!" "Since you asked nicely I'll give you a break, okay?" "Only on your upper body, I'm going to take good care of your feet, tickling them in the proper manner!" Isabel burst out laughing, unable to resist any longer. I'd managed to crack her, courtesy of an intense hour of tickling torture. "Sorry, but I love it! I hit all the right spots in your soles, didn't I?" "Ahahahahah! Yes! Calista please stop, I'm about to piss my pants!" "You wouldn't dare. But I'm actually stopping for real this time." I wrapped up the session by moving closer to Isabel's face to kiss her, but also to get an answer to a question that had been on my mind: "Be honest with me Isabel, was I really worth anything to you? Other than caps and being your slave?" "I wouldn't have taken you with me if I didn't have a crush on you, Calista." "Well, thanks, that's all I wanted to hear." We kissed one last time. Both of us broke character. The mistress-slave bond came to an end. Shortly afterwards, Fahrenheit joined the party. I knew she had a score to settle with Isabel over Goodneighbor's affairs. My former mistress felt embarrassed and betrayed. "Calista, who the hell is this woman and what the hell is she doing here?" "Sorry Isabel, it's just business." "I'm Fahrenheit and I'm taking your ass back to Hancock's office. He didn't like the dirty tricks you were pulling with the Triggermen and wants to hear all about it." "But... You said you'd let me live..." "Exactly. I didn't say how or with whom you'd live, though." "You lying little bitch, I'll have your head!" "I've heard enough. Calista, you can go outside. I'll make sure our prisoner is fully restrained for the homeward journey. And gag her because she's pissing me off!" I sat on the mansion's front porch. The sun was slowly beginning to rise, dawn lighting up the horizon with a soft orange hue. I thought of nothing, just enjoying the moment. Kimy discreetly joined me for a chat: "What's on your mind Cali honey?" "It's so beautiful, isn't it? I wish I could live these moments every day. Clear my head and simply cherish the world we live in now." "You know... You could do a lot more than that. Walk with me." "Take a look at this mansion. It's been partially destroyed for centuries and no one has tried to repair it. You could do it, Calista. Home isn't a defined place, it's what you make of it. Plus, you've got everything you love around here: a big house like in your old days, the ocean for you to swim in, the sand for you to walk barefoot leisurely... I'll help you renovate it if you need a change of scenery, okay?" "Thanks Kimy, it means a lot to me! The mansion has potential but I don't know, it sounds like a tough project... I'll give it some thought." Kimy and I returned to our role as chatterboxes while Fahrenheit escorted a shackled Isabel: "Come on, move it, we've got a long way to go to Goodneighbor!" Seeing her captive like that, I had some flashbacks of the auction day's events before resuming the conversation with my friend: "So your research didn't pan out? After so many months in DC?" "Yeah, I spent more time marketing my devious devices in Rivet City than actually digging into the serum's content. It was only last month that I found out what it does: it alters your strength and stamina for about ten minutes. You seem to be invincible during this period. But it doesn't alter your lifespan, a unique Cabot property, no doubt." "Wow, that sounds incredible! If you knew what I was doing last month... You wouldn't believe your eyes!" Fahrenheit forced Isabel onto her knees. Kimy and I joined them, the three of us looking down at the tightly bound prisoner. "The female slaver is ready for transport. Quite ironic that she's the one chained up. A taste of her own medicine, am I right, Calista?" "Isabel has caused so much trouble... She captured me, tortured me, shipped me away by train and then acquired me from raiders. I did the same to her. I think we're even now." "Oh? That explains why she so desperately wanted to pee. You tickled her until she lost it, didn't you?" "Maybe I did. You can use that on her to get your questions answered." "Clever, thanks for the tip! Come on, it's time to go." "You better walk or I'll kick your ass to force you to!" Fahrenheit had this very wicked side, fortunately for me, she was in my corner. Kimy handed me my backpack with my clothes and supplies. "We're going back to Goodneighbor. I know you've got a stop to make first, and since it's so close... You should head there right away. I'm sure your little girl will be thrilled to welcome you again!" "Thanks Kimy, you are truly the best!" "I know! Good luck Calista and think about what we talked about." I changed and set off for Salem, located an hour's walk from the Croup Manor. The town looked as deserted and forlorn as ever, just like the first time I'd visited it almost a year ago. I had made a promise to Katy: when I was clear of all my problems, I would come back for her and we would live together. I intended to honor that word. As I approached Barney's bunker, where I expected to see him and Katy again, I saw several Mirelurks corpses. The turrets had probably killed them but I had to stay on my toes because they didn't cover the whole city and could also run out of ammo. For these reasons, I drew my revolver, my fellow gun during my Midnight Express. I kept moving before two more mirelurks appeared. Damn, they were scary as hell comin' up from the ground. That wasn't going to stop me from taking them out, they weren't very fast and their shells protected their entire bodies. They only had one weak point, their tiny faces. That's where I was aiming at. I had shot dead the first one, but the glowing second one made an aggressive charge with its claws. I dived to the side to get a perfect view over the remaining mirelurk's face. Two bullets later, it collapsed as well. With the danger averted, I climbed the stairs to Barney's house. He came to greet me after hearing my gunshots. "Calista, what a nice surprise! Thanks for the help, we've been a bit overwhelmed lately..." "Hi Barney! Where's Katy? Is she safe?" "Yeah, she was sniping mirelurks from the roof, you'll find her in the back." After all these months, we were finally reunited! I took her in my arms and gave her the warmest of hugs. "Katy! I told you I'd come back for you! It's all over now, I'm free as a bird! We can live anywhere! Are you ready to venture out again with me?" She looked just as happy to welcome me back as I did, and she nodded in response to my question. I felt like I'd abandoned her yesterday, but I won't let that ever happen again! END OF PART 1

Anger provoked an adrenaline rush. I used one of my yoga poses as a fighting stance. One hand on the ground for balance, my body straight and both legs stretched in front and behind me. It was an inverted splits, which knocked over three out of the gang's four members. Not bad, I knew my kicks were devastating! The last guy still standing tried to tackle me. I sat cross-legged after my first move. This position gave me a considerable advantage: an outstanding view of his groin. I gave everything my arms had to offer, stopping his run by striking his lower belly with my hands. I rolled towards the man I'd just deprived of offspring. Among them, he was the only one with a rifle and therefore my best chance of bringing a swift end to the fight. Once I'd retrieved the rifle, I aimed at the guy who'd just shredded my tank top. I thought back over the previous minutes when his gang had assumed they had me. Who was the fool now? The humiliation I'd just suffered could only be appeased in one way: the permanent disposal of these bastards. With them gone, only their bodies remained behind me. I was proud of what I'd accomplished, even if my breasts were now completely exposed. Looking into the distance, I could see a radio antenna at the mountain summit. I had no reason to stick around, the gang didn't have the loot from yesterday's caravan. These raiders truly served no purpose... Except for the rifle. I took the main path to the mountain. It was a wide road with a few wrecked cars. I felt confident about the steep climb, despite having no shoes. The road ranged from gravel to dry soil. Nothing too challenging for a barefoot walker like me! I came to a crossroads where brahmins were drinking water under a tiny shelter. I could either go ahead where the path sloped back down into the jungle, or I could turn left and keep on climbing. I still wanted to give my legs another push and get to the radio tower. As I ascended further, I heard the sound of a waterfall nearby. I had made some good progress and deserved a refreshing break. The waterfall created a small stream. I crouched down and began to drink from it with my hand. The water was so pure, so natural, untouched by radiation. I wanted more, I felt a sudden desire to take a refreshing dip. I stripped off completely. At first the water chilled slightly, but once my whole body was beneath the waterfall, the temperature was just perfect, thanks to the sun. I could have stayed for hours enjoying the wild landscape of ancient Central America. It was definitely the best bath of my life. Being naked in this peaceful place was so pleasant, feeling at one with Mother Nature and closer to her... I rested on some rocks with moss, letting the sun dry my body from the wonderful dip I'd just taken. After a break of an hour or two, I put on my clothes (what was left of them) and set out again on the dirt road towards the mountain summit. I'd gained so much altitude that I could see the marshes from yesterday, even the beach I'd stranded on. I hoped to find some information up there so I could get back to Boston. I had reached the radio tower. The antenna appeared so high up, it could almost touch the sky. The afternoon sun began to hide behind a few clouds. I'd be surprised if I ran into anyone - it was quite a journey to get here! Someone was kind enough to unhinge the radio station's back entrance. I balanced on the door to get in. The place had been abandoned long ago. There were rusty old terminals, a desk with office furniture, some lockers and a chest inside a fenced-in room. Perhaps more interesting stuff awaited me inside... After searching the desk and lockers, both of which were empty, I found the jackpot behind one of these. A bunch of keys that had to open the security door and chest next to me. I was really hoping to find a suitable top, I could feel the cold hitting my nipples. The trunk contained a few odds and ends, but above all, a leather chest top. Made by Ropa Americana, a local store at the mountain's bottom. Thanks to whoever stored this piece here, I intended to put it to good use. Gosh, I loved my new leather top! Plenty of pockets for storage, a shoulder strap and an ammo belt. I'd done a full sweep through the radio station. There was nothing interesting left to find, not even a pair of shoes and there wasn't enough power to restore it. I did, however, identify its source: wind turbines on the plateau above. Dusk was falling softly over Costa Rica. I had reached the mountain peak and wanted to see what lay on the other side. Not that I didn't like the place, but I still wished to be able to return to the United States... Well, what remained of it. I stood on the cliff's edge. The view was breathtaking, despite the fog from the height I sat at. Trees everywhere, huge rocks on the beach, but above all, the place that caught my eye, a lighthouse. If I had a way of getting back, that's where I'd go. Maybe I'd find a boat, or my own, lost in the ocean. Fatigue began to set in. Fortunately, there was a small camp with tents and pre-war canned goods. I was going to spend the night here, plus I had my own security detail with this brahmin grazing peacefully. Tomorrow I'd head back inland to this lighthouse. The following day, I walked down another side of the mountain. I came to a small crossroads with a few shops, where I saw the Ropa Americana store completely cleaned out. On the next building's roof, I heard a radio and a man complaining in Spanish. I needed some info and hoped to get it from him. I used the ladder to reach the roof. An old man was trying to adjust the telescope lens. He didn't even see me, otherwise he would have asked about my outfit, especially my lack of shoes. "Hola señor, perdone, ¿habla usted inglés?" "Hola viajera, no hablo inglés pero mi mujer sí. Tiene un rancho al otro lado del río. Busca una vieja señora con un vestido blanco." "¡Muy bien, muchas gracias por la ayuda y buena suerte!" I crossed the river and landed above the ranch. It looked like a farm with Brahmins grazing in a cloistered area. I wasn't surprised to see that there were still people who knew how to domesticate animals. From my vantage point, I tried to spot a woman in a white dress - that was my English speaker's description. I toured the ranch, looking for someone. It didn't take me long to find her. The old woman in the white dress was running the ranch, but stopped when she saw me approaching. We both smiled at each other, as if we were already family. "Hello, I've met your husband. You speak English, don't you?" "Indeed, my dear, indeed! Come on, let's talk somewhere else." END OF PART 2

A few days later, after the revenge in Lexington... I finally decided to go to Boston. On the way, I made a stop at a place called Covenant. It was a cluster of houses fortified by concrete walls with turrets on them that protected the area. The guard at the entrance invited me to take a test called the GOAT. If I passed, I was allowed to enter. "A resident is in possession of a Grognak the Barbarian comic book, issue number 1. You want it. What's the best way to obtain in? 1. Trade the comic book for one of your own valuable possessions. 2. Steal the comic book at gunpoint. 3. Sneak into the resident's quarters, and steal the comic book from his desk. 4. Slip some knock-out drops into the resident's Nuka-Cola, and take the comic book when he's unconscious." I choose answer 3. Infiltration was my thing. After answering about ten questions, I was accepted into the compound. The first house run by a merchant who sold the resources produced here. "Hello ma'am, you are new right? You should try our homemade lemonade! No one can resist it. The first bottle is free!" "Why not, I could use a drink!" The saleswoman advised me to go to see the Covenant leader so that I could have a place to sleep that night. On the way, I tasted the lemonade. It was refreshing and delicious! "Hello young traveler! Welcome to Covenant. Ah, I see you've already met our saleswoman and her awesome lemonade! Are you staying the night? You can sleep in one of the common houses, you have nothing to fear here! We'll talk later, you look tired." "Thanks for the welcome and the hospitality! I am exhausted, I will take your advice. Good night to you." His desk was harmoniously arranged however the handcuffs on the desk worried me. What were they doing here if the compound was so secure? I undressed completely and went to bed. It felt good not to be worried about the present dangers of the Commonwealth. I was so tired, I just fell asleep. Something was strange though, my breasts felt heavier. In my sleep, I felt displaced, unable to move. I heard a distant voice of a woman. "Is this the new comer? No one will miss her. And it looks like the drink has taken its toll. Take her to the safe house, she'll be more studied there." When I came to my senses, it took me a while to realize what was going on. The handcuffs I had seen earlier were attached to my wrists. I was naked and vulnerable in front of several armes guards, one of whom was assigned to escort me somewhere. We crossed a footbridge in this underground which served as a base for these people. Who were they? I still felt a little dizzy, unable to use my mouth to speak. "Keep following me and don't slow down. You don't want to upset the Doc." I was brought to the Doc. The old woman ran the base with a strong hand. I stood on my tiptoe, trying to see over her shoulder what she was building. "Well what do we have here? Looks like my first experiment worked. You have a beautiful body, so firm and athletic. You'll be a perfect test subject. Tie her to the bench. I was tightly bound, the cold metal around my neck, wrists and feet prevented me from moving a muscle. I could see absolutely nothing of what she was doing on her terminal behind me. "I will go back to latest research and compare it with my new guinea pig. We'll know soon enough if she's a human or a synthetic." A synthetic? What she was babbling about? "Very interesting, a 25 % increased breast size. No side effects noted, the test subject is in perfect condition. We will continue some tests later if she can produce milk. If so, we will keep her. If not... Synths must be destroyed. Take her to the cell and leave her handcuffed, we're not taking any chances." I felt terribly exposed, treated like a lab rat. I had to get out of here. I was taken to a cell that had been used as a torture chamber for someone more unlucky than me. My feet ended up in a pool of dried blood. The guard gazed at me, the fact that I was naked and helpless give him an immense feeling of power over myself. "Don't move, I'll open the cell and put you in. If you try anything, you'll lose some teeth." Before I was thrown in the cell, I managed to retrieve the cell key from the desk. The guard had his own key and lock me in without checking. I had to thank him as his lack of vigilance would allow me to escape. The hardest part was unlocking the cell door with my hands behind my back. Time to escape. There was no time to remove the handcuffs, I had to leave. I crouched down and walked out of the room. My footsteps were quite low, which was a big plus. I knew where I shouldn't go, I had to find my way back to the surface. I walked through an open red door. I forced myself to stand up, I couldn't see what was down there, the main room maybe? I was lucky not to come across any guards, it had to stay that way. In the other room, I saw a passage hidden by darkness. I felt like a ninja, jumping over the blocks of dirt before falling back behind the stairs. Being barefoot did not cause any noise. The guard on the deck continued his cigarette break without suspecting anything. I followed the path to the surface but my luck had to stop. There was a security post with a guard watching the corridor. It was impossible for me to get through without alerting him. I was so close... I had to use my legs and run as fast as I could. I sprinted at full speed. Other guards and a turret were in front of a pipeline leading outside. I didn't think for a moment and ran over there. "She's getting away, get her quick!" I'm sorry, but your shelter wasn't very welcoming. Covenant, my ass. Outside, it was daylight and I still had to escape from this place. The good news was that I was a pretty good swimmer. The bad news was that I couldn't use my arms because of the handcuffs. My legs had to work twice as hard to get to shore. I managed to reach the shoreline and make my way to the highway. Looking down, I saw no one chasing me. Now I had to get rid of these handcuffs and find some clothes. I hoped that no one could see me so vulnerable, it would give them bad intentions... My luck returned. A small abandoned camp on the highway had clothes and, above all, something to remove the handcuffs. It took me several minutes before I managed to disarm the mechanism and regain the use of my hands. I got dressed and kept moving. In front of me, Boston was devastated but still standing. As a slave, I had only seen the journey to Diamond City, which was a straight line. There were still plenty of other places to explore. It was decided, I would return to Diamond City, this time as a free woman. And for work opportunities.