Chapter 6: The deserts "fucking" hot, cactus are prickly. Oh "Dear God!" this just escalated quickly!

Chapter 6 - The deserts "FUCKING" hot, cactus are prickly. Oh "Dear God!" this just escalated quickly!

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"Damn! We did the 'pop up' thing."

Exclaimed the late-arriving merc with goggles.

The leader merc made a gesture, but its meaning was lost on him. Twig and Scarlett were puzzled by the unfolding scene. The goggled merc approached.

"Joey... What's going on?"

Tanner inquired.

"Check our contracts; I suspect the red-haired woman has a bounty on her head."

"Umm... Tanner?"

"JUST READ THE DAMN CONTRACT, JOEY!"

"You don't have to shout?"

"Please... Joey~"

Joey rifled through the contracts to find the right one, fumbling to read a paper as he awkwardly removed his goggles.

"Tanner and Company! You are contracted by Caesar's Legion to locate and return the slave known as 'Scarlett' to her rightful owners in New Vegas..."

Scarlett rolled her eyes at the fool's words.

"If you come across the ghoul or vault dweller who freed her... their elimination will earn you an extra 75 caps."

"Okay, wait. What if we offer you the bonus to spare us?"

Twig proposed, his voice tinged with panic. And the mercs exchanged glances, mulling over the proposal.

"That sounds like a decent offer, boss..."

"Yeah, not too shabby, right?"

"...We could agree to that."

Suddenly, Twig, Scarlett, and Rebecca brandished their weapons, taking the mercs by surprise.

"Don't move, or we shoot!"

Twig declared, with Scarlett adding.

"Hands where we can see them!"

"Did these fools just outsmart us?"

Tanner was incredulous at their ploy.

"Jesus!"

Joey muttered in panic.

"Are we really back to this standoff?"

Red complained.

The mercs, now on edge, drew their weapons on Twig, Scarlett, and Rebecca, who stood their ground.

"Argh, damn it! Choomba's we should've shot these gonks the moment they reached for their guns"

Rebecca exhaled lamenting and resigned to the standoff.

"I was just following both your leads!"

Twig protested weakly.

"I didn't want to shoot just for them moving!"

Scarlett interjected, followed by Twig.

"Th-- That's what we opened with. That was our thing!"

"This is how it's going to play out, fat man."

Tanner declared, infuriating Twig.

"You know what? No. Let me tell you, 'thin guy,' how this is actually going to play out, okay? We saw you guys coming. We sent our buddy up, Ben. He's going to snipe you right now! Alright, Ben! TAKE THEM OUT!"

The mercenaries looked around, anticipating action, but nothing happened.

"Ben, they're right there!"

Ben was having trouble because he had accidentally dropped his hunting rifle in a sludgy puddle, dirtying the scope.

"...I can't see SHIT."

"Take them out now, Ben!"

Ben retreated and hid instead.

"Forget it. I'll just join whoever's left standing."

"Ben, now!"

Scarlett shouted.

"Ben, GO!"

This only made the mercenaries laugh among themselves until Tanner lost his patience.

"Would you both just SHUT UP!?"

He turned to Red and Joey.

"Would you just shoot them... please?"

"Sure."

Red began shooting immediately. Twig and Scarlett, however, evaded and advanced on them without a scratch.

"What the heck was that!? You guys missed!"

Joey exclaimed in disbelief, and Red shot him a glare.

As the sound of gunfire filled the air, the trio took cover behind a rock while the mercenaries kept firing. Suddenly, Rebecca's Pip-boy picked up a signal. Meanwhile, Ben lay down, yawning.

"Roses are red, Violets are blue. There's always someone, Who's better than you!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

"...Sounds dangerous."

Ben says as he stays in safety.

Multiple explosions went off inside the Slave Camp.

"Finally, the Big Guy radioed the signal..."

Rebecca says with a wide toothy smile as she leaves her cover and is about to open fire.

"Hahaha! Time to die PUSSIES!"

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tanner's group was still stunned by the explosions to react to Rebecca's shooting. The mercs were riddled with 5.56mm rounds dying by lead poisoning, since the little gremlin filled them with so many bullets.

Tanner struggled coughing blood trying to get up as half his body was turned into Swiss cheese. Turning his head around he saw the bitch Red's shredded dead body lying on the ground, and his poor idiot little brother, with his head blown up. As his life was leaving him he was now regreting his life choices.

Rebecca continued her massacre into the Slave Camp, killing any stragglers that survived. She only stopped when she saw how Six was gracefully killing the slavers, in a tango of death, with his desert eagles.

She became so excited to watch him work his killing craft. That she started drooling, watching his tight muscles almost tear through his shirt, as he moved around.

"Fucking Hell, his hot. Alright, I've made up my mind! I'm not letting that bitch steal him, so I'll just claim him tonight.

Meanwhile, while all of this was going on. Twig and Scarlett closed in on the sleeping Ben, waking him up.

"Whaaaaaaat!?"

Ben shouts at them.

"I thought you said you were gonna give us some cover? Hell, you volunteered for it!"

Scarlett says annoyed.

"And you didn't even need it."

Ben's response made Twig agree with him.

"I mean, Rebecca killed them all, and now they're all dead. I..."

After hearing that all the mercs were all dead Ben runs off, cheering.

"Wooo! Awww, free shit! Ohhh, yeah!

Ben began to rummage through a corpse.

"Whadya got for me, smoothskin?"

Scarlett joined Ben in scavenging on another body, while Twig watched them.

"Ah, come on man. You know I hate it when you do this.

Ben raised an eyebrow at him.

"What? Collect what we earn?"

Scarlett was holding a Jet pipe and spoke at Ben.

"What is this "we"?"

Ben in response pointed a Chinese pistol at her.

"Hey, I did something! Just not what you expected."

"Hey! Muzzle discipline."

Scarlett told him, and Ben withdrew the gun and grabbed a backpack.

"Besides, you never know what you might find."

He tosses the bag at Twig. The swishing sound of Nuka-Cola can be heard.

"No, I got-- I told you... I'm not..."

Twig went through the bag, laughing as he found two Nuka-Colas inside.

"Haha! Hahah! There are-- there's TWO MORE!

He fights the urge to pop one open and drinks immediately.

"Joining the VI family has been the best thing that's happened to me."

The deserts "FUCKING" hot, cactus are prickly. Oh "Dear God!" this just escalated quickly!

On her end, Rebecca transmits her signal that the area is clear.

Six then went back and collected the slaves where he hid them joining up with Rebecca after picking the camp clean and traded everything they didn't want to the system.

Ding!

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Ding!

Upon reaching the skill screen, Six allocated all 15 points into GUNS. In the perk menu, he selected Intense Training, which increased his LUCK to 10.

At night time when everyone put up their own tents to go to sleep, Rebecca entered her tent with a twirl in her step before resting on her sleeping bag.

She loved the power she had on Six!

That feeling of control! Everything! So far her plan was working. Six was falling for her charm, fighting a hopeless battle. She noticed that with the way he held himself back when she occasionally rubbed her fat rear. God may not have given her the height or the chest that she wanted, But what he had given her was a large marshmallow butt and child-bearing hips. Still, she pouted when Scarlett showed up. Now she knew she wasn't doing good enough!

Rebecca, with her new plan in mind, then entered Six's tent. She pushed him back into his sleeping bag with her emotions running high, but the push barely moved him. Unfazed, she reached out, grabbed his tight shirt, revealing his toned muscles, and pulled him impossibly closer against her 148cm frame.

"What the fuck was that, Rebecca?"

He was precariously clueless at what happened, except the effect was lost with the bridge of red across his nose. Nonetheless, he overshadowed the petite girl who bravely met him, sharing in that excess of lust. Those sweet hands got covered by stiff fingers. He quickly leaned closer into her pull, pressing his muscled chest to her soft one.

Next, Rebecca undid his pant and freed his cock, glancing down at the pulsing organ with a tilt of the head.

A quick taste of her palm and she wondered. What to do if not her hands? Grrr! She couldn't think of anything from up here. Stealing a look outside, she smiled. Most of everyone was already asleep.

As her prize sprung free, awaiting her tender care, she puckered her lips upon rubbing her palm up-and-down the bottom of the tall shaft.

"Hmmm."

Rebecca's eyes widened with her head moving back to watch his cock twitch from the surprise smooch. Bits of fluid spurted out his tip, spilling over her firm fingers. When she heard him gasp, everything fell into perspective. Oh? The little gremlin smirked, kissing the base with her lips. Did he enjoy her kisses? Maybe she would give him more—like one here, or there, or perhaps under here.

So she kissed. Planting pecks between a pair of walnuts, while pressing a firm, dubious one against his potent member. She showered his cock in smooches. Every single one made his shaft stronger as her hand busied stroking him.

It was, so sturdy, so dense, so deserving of her love and care. She lost track to how many embraces she showered his cock, until the very last second, stretching a smirk as her handjob made him cum.

Level: 3

NAME: Six XI

GENDER: MALE

STRENGTH: 10

PERCEPTION: 10

ENDURANCE: 10

CHARISMA: 10

INTELLIGENCE: 10

AGILITY: 10

LUCK: 10

BARTER: 42

ENERGY WEAPONS: 27

EXPLOSIVES: 27

GUNS: 72

LOCKPICK: 27

MEDICINE: 27

MELEE WEAPONS: 27

REPAIR: 57

SCIENCE: 42

SNEAK: 27

SPEECH: 27

SURVIVAL: 27

UNARMED: 27