: Alea, but will also answer to whatever vulgar epithet the gang calls her, or a different name if chosen by the gang.Appearance
Alea is relatively petite (somewhere between (5'1" and 5'4") with long lissome legs shaped from hours of dancing, a toned midsection, small breasts, and long hair that falls to her ass in tight dreadlocks. She lacks any body hair, and has silver rings in her eyebrows, nose, lips, nipple, clitoral hood, and her outer labia.Age
: definitely younger than 20, but no younger than 16Biography
"She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn't supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something."
Alea was born in Vault 134 which, like all the vaults, was a massive experiment using it's inhabitants as test subjects. Vault 134 was a massive experiment in subliminal messages and communication.
The pre-war inhabitants of vault 134 were all performers and artists of some kind such as visual artists, sculptors, musicians, dancers, or even acrobats. They were all told that their job was to ensure that the fine arts survived the holocaust, so they needed to make detailed instructional holotapes during their long incarceration in the vault. These holotapes were then spliced with subliminal messages that instructed the viewer to add even more subliminal forms of communication into their art forms. Artists were secretly taught how to unconsciously use color and form to communicate feelings of calmness and happiness to their viewer, Musicians had their chord structures and time signatures encoded with messages of submission and compliance, and dancers had their very body language encoded with subliminal communication that made then seem erotic and desirable. Genetic predilection for certain types of art was also encouraged in the breeding program, which was also controlled and administered subliminally.
The only non-artist in the entire vault was the overseer, whose palatial apartment and offices were filled with subliminal messages of dominance and narcissism. Vault-tech felt that the overseer needed to be able to make any decision without a second guess, and a strong, firm hand would be needed to control the emotional and idealistic artists. Generations of eugenics and subliminal messages succeeded beyond their wildest dreams, creating the fat, perverted despot named Overseer Kraus.
Alea was born under the iron-handed rule of Overseer Kraus. She was a dance and body language prodigy beyond measure, blowing away the expectations of the training program, and giving her unprecedented access to the learning holotapes. She finished the entire dance program (which may never finish, choosing instead of focus on a specific style of dance) before the age of thirteen. In the next few years, as she blossomed into the most extraordinary talent, Overseer Kraus took particular interest in her.
Kraus decided that she would be his ultimate sexual plaything, and began instituting a subliminal program in order in enact sweet tortures on her mind and soul. The new program was to make her mind ashamed of her body and sexuality in general, while her body would react with extreme arousal and need. Her libido was increased dramatically, while her mannerisms became more and more demure, and she became increasingly embarrassed about sex and sexuality. Every day her interactions with her fellow vault dwellers became more and more sexual, and she became more and more embarrassed and introverted… unless she was on stage.
Her body was no neglected by the insidious program of the Overseer either. Her vagina was tightened to the point where any insertion at all would be painful, but retained enough elasticity that she would not be damaged. Her urethra also had it’s elasticity increased, to the point that it could take insertions of around the same size as her vagina. Her internal clitoris was enlarged and sensitized as well, so that even though intentions in her vagina and urethra would be painful, she would sill feel increased amounts of pleasure. Overseer Kraus also harvested hundreds of eggs from the girl, then removed her uterus to prevent her menstrual cycle, as well as any hope for someone other than him to have access to her genetic material.
But that was not the last of Kraus’ physical administrations. He also gave her digestive system a complete overhaul to be more efficient, and reduce waste. Her body only produces one small pellet of ambergris like waste, every week or so, keeping her anal canal clean as a whistle. This also had the unexpected effect of drugs having a faster and stronger effect, but also a reduced come-down and withdrawal effect. He then enlarged her anus, set her nerve endings to register mostly pleasure, and gave her a prostate in increase the immense pleasure she would get from being penetrated anally (this also had the effect to cause her to embarrassingly squirt every time she had an orgasm). He wanted her to scream for it in the ass, all the while hating every second of it due to her conditioning that it was dirty and shameful.
Even Alea’s sweat and pheromones were altered, so the she always smelled good to everything around her, as well as stocking the libido of any thriving thing that got a whiff of her. When she was aroused, the effect was multiplied, so much so that Kraus had to quarantine Alea from his security detail for the time being, putting her in a medical lockdown with a Nurse Handy named Betty Noir.
Alex’s days were now filled with Betty stuffing probes into her orifices as she became more and more upset about the feelings that the medical procedures were invoking in her small body. She had to get out, but while she was locked up in quarantine, she had no hope of escape. Finally her last day in that medical hellhole was at hand, and she was released to prepare for her graduation ceremony that would mark her entrance into the vault as an adult.
That very night she made her escape, as her special program of sexual need and humiliation skipped over the loyalty to the vault and obeying the rules of the overseer like the other adolescents had. She snuck out of bed and made her way to the vault entrance. A quick flirtation with the guard at the door as a distraction and she had his taser, which she put to good use, incapacitating the unsuspecting man before he had an inkling of what was going to happen. A push of a button later and sirens filled the vault… the door was being unsealed.
Vault 134 was so well ordered, there was no need for a drill in the event of a vault door breach. The resulting confusion gave Alea ample time to disappear into the dark wasteland… for a time.
Overseer Kraus and his entire security force followed the girl, with the few trained hounds that could follow her scent. By the time dawn broke, she was surrounded, and incapacitated. With an evil grin Kraus raped right then and there, deflowering the poor girl infront of the entire security detail. When he was finished, he wiped his bloody dick on her face, and let each man rape her in the ass, forcing the girl to orgasm multiple times with each violation. Her moaning screams echoed across the early wasteland morning.
Once the last man of the 100+ that went with Kraus had taken his turn with the girl, it was evening again. She was carried back to the vault, as the entire population was called to the vault entrance for a very special graduation ceremony. When Kraus and his overseers returned to the vault, every member was there, along with the rest of the graduates. Kraus bent Alea’s naked body over the door console, and invited every male graduate to fuck her in the ass, and every female graduate to use her mouth.
Alea wept bitterly as her body experienced inhuman amount of arousal at this. she came almost immediately when the first cock was shoved in her ass, and she tasted her first pussy. The graduating class was around 50 members, and she was taken two at a time, so thankfully the violation lasted less time than the previous one, but the onlookers made it all the more sweet and agonizing to the humiliated girl.
Once the last graduate had used her, Kraus smiled. Alex was on the verge of passing out again, so a needle of jet was shoved into her arm by a security officer as Kraus opened his mouth to make his proclamation about Alea’s punishment.
It was then that the Overseer was torn asunder.
Deathclaws, hundreds of them, had followed the intoxicating musk of Alea’s pussy from when she had been raped in the wasteland. They fell on the undefended vault dwellers like a nightmare made real, tearing them apart as easily as a person picks a flower. The largest of them grabbed Alea, and shoved his massive cock, easily the size of a baseball bat, into her ass and pounded it like a jackhammer. The jet hit Alea’s system right when the deathclaw ejaculated inside her ass, riding the orgasm ripping through her system.
As world slowed down to a crawl, Alea felt every millimeter of deathclaw cock sliding out of her ass. Just as the hard ridge of the cocked crested out of her ass, a flash of superheated air exploded above her, knocking the deathclaw back. The world went quiet as her ears were overloaded sonic assault of the plasma blast. The deathclaw leapt over her towards the security officer that had fired his plasma pistol for the last time in his life, and Alea got a change to look around.
It was chaos.
Not only had deathclaws followed her here, but there were also a sleuth of Yao Guai, a contingent of Mirelurks, feral dogs, and mutated animals of every variety. Unknown to Alea, the horrific deflowering she had undergone caused her body to release 10^5 times the amount of pheromones she typically would produce in such a situation. All she knew is that every horrible thing in the wasteland was coming after her and killing everyone she had ever known because she chose to run away from a little bit of probing and sex with someone she didn’t find attractive. Her scent had brought them here, but now that blood was spilled, these creatures were in a killfrenzy.
The next day she was picked up by a raider patrol, whom she surrendered to immediately. The patrol was ecstatic to find a nubile young sex-fiend to sell at the slave market… perhaps too ecstatic. Alex ended up slowing them down considerably, as multiple gang-bangs a day tend to eat into your travel schedule. The patrol also lacked discipline, as they did not keep a lookout when they chose to all fuck her at once, which made ambushing the patrol child’s play for the Red Hand gang. Gender
: A collection of pre-war makeup, body paint, brushes, combs, perfume, and other toiletries, jewelry made out of pre-war shiny bits and coins, Sexual Orientation
: Pansexual, everything and anything.Likes
: Pretty things, Dancing, BathingDislikes
: Deathclaws, Hunger, Being AloneOther images