Starting A Flame In His Heart (Nuka Cola Girl TG/MC)
And it didn't even stop there, as a week or so after its release Bethseda accidentally leaked all of their buyers personal information in a email response to those who had issues with their pre-orders gifts, meaning that anyone who'd received it could see other people's credit card information, a massive danger that hardly needed to be explained any further. It was quite telling that already in Steam's Autumn and Winter sales, Fallout 76 was being priced at 75%, causing many sarcastic memes of "Fallout 75%" to start popping about. Out of every single entry so far in the series, it seemed that this one was definitely the most hated out of them all...
But that didn't stop some people like Brian from thinking that there was absolutely nothing wrong with the game - or at least that there was some trust that Bethseda would eventually fix things and not leave to the community to make their own mods instead. Having played Fallout since the first that came out in 1997, he'd always loved the retro-y aesthetic it had, and despite having Fallout New Vegas as his personal favourite, it didn't mean that the ones Bethseda made were bad. As such, he was excited and surprised when Todd Howard came onstage and announced that their next game, Fallout 76, was going to be multiplayer and instantly bought the game as soon as he could.
After spending three months playing the game, the twenty-nine year old sat down at the desk in his bedroom after spending yet another day at work. Turning on his computer, he quickly logged in and was about to click on Fallout 76 when he noticed that he'd received a new email. Entering it, Brian assumed it was going to be some sort of spam mail as he didn't really have any family or friends to talk to... but as his bloodshot brown eyes skimmed across its title, they widened as they took in the words "Exclusive Visit to Bethesda HQ!" Immediately clicking on the email, an awed smile swiftly spread across Brian's face as he read the message inside:
Hello there, Brian!
We at Bethesda would like to thank you for your being a constant loyal customer of us, even during these tough times.
As a way to thank you for your support, we'd like to extend an invitation for you to come to our headquarters in order to personally test our newest work in progress: Fallout 69! Again, it's crucial you come over to our headquarters as the game will feature full VR integration.
We're so excited for you to come that we've even managed to set everything up, so the sooner you're here, the better!
Kind Regards,
The Bethesda Team
Brian couldn't believe what he was seeing - had Bethesda really sent him a email inviting him to come to their building?! Although his heart was racing, he tried to rationalise that this could more than likely be some sort of scam and quickly decided to google Fallout VR game. Whilst there were some links about Fallout 4 having VR (and apparently how horrible it actually was), Brian's eyes were soon drawn to an article called "Bethseda Hints at New VR Fallout?" Clicking on it, a simply skim satisfied his curiosity as it detailed an exlusive interview from someone from within Bethesda, where they mention that they wanted their players to be "completely immersed in the world of Fallout", and "to interact as their character in a way that's never been done before".
Full of excitement, Brian immediately got out of his chair and started to pack his things, although he decided to wait until the next day before leaving his apartment and heading to the airport, making sure to call his manager and say that he had to take a day or two off due to sickness. Within around four hours consisting of both an airplane and taxi ride, Brian soon found himself standing outside the massive paneled building. Once the taxi had pulled away, he stepped inside and immediately found himself face to face with a bearded man wearing horn rimmed glasses, a plain blue shirt and beige trousers waiting in the lobby, looking up just as he passed through the revolving doors.
"Brian Simmons, right?"
"Y-Yeah, that's me."
The man smiled. "Great! My name's Doug." The man reached a hand out and Brian took it, blinking as he felt Doug's tight grip and almost overly enthusiastic shaking. "It's glad to finally meet ya Bri - you okay with me calling you Bri? - C'mon, let's get you in game!" Before Brian could even get a word in, Doug span around on the spot and began to walk away, looking over his shoulder and gesturing for Brian to follow when he noticed the lack of extra footsteps behind him; the scrawny man briskly shuffled after him as they headed towards an elevator.
Stepping inside, Brian leant against one of its cool metallic walls as the man pressed the lowest button on the keypad, causing a massive vibration to flow through their feet as it started to lower itself into the deepest depths of the building. As he waited for the elevator to stop, Brian couldn't tell if the butterflies in his stomach were because of its pull or because he was only now realising that he was inside Bethesda...!
After what felt like an eternity, Brian wobbled as the elevator abruptly stopped with a piercing ding! Taking a long, deep breath as the door slowly he opened, he followed Doug down a large but quiet corridor that seemed to only have two doors at the far end, both of them positioned next to each other. As they arrived at the first, Doug pushed the door open and allowed Brian to enter first... revealing a spacious room that had a small circular stage with a semi circled railing placed at the very center... and what looked like a large one way mirror on his right. Walking over to the stage, Brian noticed that there was a chunky black case laying on a table to his left, although before he could ask Doug what it was he interrupted:
"In that case is the reason you're here." he said as he walked over to the table and opened the case. Turning around a second later, Brian saw that Doug was now holding a white and red suit in his hands that seemed to be made out of tough, leathery material, although a pair of black latexy glove rested ontop of them. Walking over, Doug then stretched his arms out and Doug grabbed the suit, his hands feeling the cool, rubbery texture. "I'll let you put all that one before I give you any of the actual VR equipment."
Nodding, Brian waited until Doug had closed the door behind him before taking off his fallout themed shirt and slipping on the white shirt, surprised that it wasn't just one whole bodysuit like he'd expected. His confusion only increased when he went to zip it up as it he noticed that the shirt wasn't big enough for his body as it ended just above his bellybutton, making him feel a little bit naked and and exposed, especially as there was a one way mirror behind him... Grabbing the trousers now, Brian shifted on the spot as he wiggled out of his jogging bottoms, kicking them aside as he then quickly stepped into them and slid them up to his waist. Ironically the problem with these was that it was actually a little too baggy, especially around his rear, but he simply put it down to his own scrawny figure than anything else. Finally, Brian slipped on the gloves and was happy to find that they were completely fine, flexing his fingers as he felt the warm, slick material against his skin.
Once he was done, Brian called out to Doug and the employee immediately came back inside, walking over to the case to pick up a large, round ball that seemed to be made of glass. Walking over, he stepped up onto the stage to attach the helmet onto Brian, with it sinking slowly into the black collar that surrounded his neck with a quiet and almost ominous hiss.
"What's that for?" Brian asked before nodding at the last item that remained inside the case, a large red device that almost looked like some sort of jetpack that was topped with a long black tube. Lifting it out, Doug cautiously came back one last time and asked Brian to turn around.
"This might feel a bit heavy on your back, but it should get lighter overtime," he said as he clipped the end of the tube onto something on the back of Brian's neck. Although there wasn't anything else done to hold it up, he was surprised to feel it simply rest against him, even if it did feel like he was carrying cinderblocks. Doug then started to hook something else onto Brian's waist, causing him to jump slightly -
"Careful! Don't try to move too fast or often you might break it."
"S-Sorry, it's just... what are you doing?"
"Huh? Oh, I'm just hooking you into this frame so that you don't wander about and whack into a wall."
Once he was done, Doug stepped off of the stage and crossed his arms as a proud smile spread across his face. "Looks like you're ready! I'll leave so you can experience all this in person, but just remember I'll be next door watching to make sure there aren't any glitches or problems, okay?" Brian nodded and watched as Doug left the room, hearing the door gently open and close behind him, leaving him in complete silence -
Until suddenly the pack resting on him started to whir loudly, vibrating tensely against his spine, causing him to flinch in his attempt to not jump on the spot and cause it fall off. Music began to play in his ears, and almost immediately Brian smiled as he recognised the classic tune of Fallout, "I Don't Want To Set The World On Fire", and as he began to listen to it more closely, his ears were unable to pick up the tiny hissing sound that had started only a couple seconds ago... The glass in front of Brian started to fill with colours and images as a man with a retro sounding transatlantic accent started to speak in a cheerful tone:
"Greetings, and welcome to Vault 50! I'm Cornelius, the Overseer, and I'm going to give you a tour of our wonderful facility!"
Suddenly the helmet Brian was wearing began to tint like the ones found on a limosuine and he gulped nervously as his vision was plunged into darkness... And then with a loud wham!, a piercingly bright light flickered on as a video in the style of an old-timey cartoon began to play, with what seemed to be a massive digital construction of the vault forming in front of Brian's vision that soon filled up with various Vault-Boys and Vault-Girls.
"In order to survive the world after our nuclear apocalypse, I was tasked with making sure that we were able to maintain and restore some good old fashioned American values!"
Brian breathed out a single laugh as he saw a Vault-Boy and a Vault-Girl wearing typical vault outfits popped up onto the screen together, along with smaller versions as a typical 1950's kitchen materialised around them. Everything about it from the fridge to the still playing music just screamed retro, and he loved it!
"And of course, I think it's important to focus on one particular set of values in particular, ones that are important in revitalising our great nation!"
The screen then zoomed in onto the Vault Girl as the both the other characters and the kitchen disappeared.
"As women are a vital component to the continuation of our species, it only makes sense that they should be the ones to uphold these values to imprint them onto our children and to support their husbands!"
The Vault Girl giggled airily as a floating chalkboard suddenly popped into the air beside her, causing Brian to huff out a laugh: They'd definitely gotten those 1950's values on point, although he could understand why they were being used considering the setting... he was pulled out of his thoughts as the voice of the Overseer continued to speak into his head: "The first value is that women must always look presentable and civilised in order to distance ourselves from the mutated savages that infest the irradiated wastelands!"
Two figures then appeared on the other side of the woman; one a scrawny and almost skeletal and the other towering, bulky and green - clearly these were a Ghoul and a Super Mutant respectively, with the former letting out a raspy breath and the latter growling and snarling. Whilst Brian could understand the meaning behind this, he couldn't but feel a least a little bit bad for the Ghoul, as in game they were essentially still people... but then a part of his mind thought that if they were truly people, they'd at least try to look prim and proper! As Brian thought this, he was unaware that a dark, smokey looking colour was starting to apply itself across his eyelids as rosy coloured lipstick spread over his lips, and whilst they weren't really plump enough to really accentuate anything, if Brian could see himself he would have thought that they still looked rather glossy and kissable... although he wasn't sure who he'd want to be kissing them.
Meanwhile, the Ghoul and the Super Mutant characters disappeared as the camera refocused onto the Vault Girl, with the chalkboard now having the words "1) Be Presentable!" written on it in a flowing, elegant cursive.
"Another value women of Vault 50 must uphold is always be polite, eloquent and most importantly humble! After all, how can we return to what we once were if our children cannot look up to or be disciplined by someone who cannot practice what they preach?"
The animation then showed two smaller versions of the typical Vault-Boy and Vault-Girl being taught by a bigger Vault-Girl wearing horn rimmed glasses and a creamy blouse with a matching white, frilly skirt who was pointing at the chalkboard as the words "2) Speak Civilized!" wrote themselves across it in that same flowing style. Reading the words, Brian couldn't help but think "Golly, I suppose that is a rather important value... after all, those raiders and bandits that roam this world... this game do speak in such a rough and brutish manner... perhaps if they had someone to teach them proper etiqque, they could have been upstanding members of society..." As he stood there, Brian's stance shifted as the slight slouch he'd gained from years of gaming gradually straightened into a rigid and perfectly shaped S; his head lifting slightly as he rested a hand on his hip in a rather effeminate manner - in fact, he hadn't even noticed that the voice inside his head sounded much lighter, higher and girlier than it had been only minutes ago, but he was simply too immersed by the game to notice, especially as it moved onto the Third Value:
"The third value is potentially the most important; without it there is absolutely no way that our society could sustain itself!" Cornelius proclaimed as the animation shifted once more back to the wonderfully designed house from earlier, although this time it was just the Vault-Boy and Vault-Girl, the two of them standing in what seemed like the living room. "This value is about knowledge; what the woman of Vault 50 - and of the new world! - can do to help the community and teach the next generation of women."
The Vault-Boy then seemed to kiss the Vault-Girl on the cheek before he left the room. The Vault-Girl then headed into the kitchen and immediately started cooking what seemed to be some kind of pot roast as Cornelius continued talking: "For example, knowing how to cook and feed her family is the most important skill a woman in our society could learn, as rationing may continue for a long amount of time afterwards."
The animation then shifted as it now showed the woman wearing with a retro hoover, slowly gliding it back and forth on the spot in an almost hypnotic fashion. "And of course, cleanliness is second to godliness, so making sure the home - or vault for the time being - is always clean and sanitary is another important skill a woman must cultivate!"
Changing once more, this time the animation showed the Vault-Girl sitting on a chair as she worked a needle through a scrappy, torn version of the Vault 50 suit that was laying on her lap. "Women of Vault 50 must also take care of their family's clothing, so that not only is the First Value upheld, but so that they can always sustain their clothing in the world above, and eventually learn to create their own!"
The animation then showed the Vault-Girl wearing a long, white flowing dress that was decorated in red polka dots. A lazy smile spreading across his face, Brian nodded at what this wonderful, charming and upstanding Overseer had been saying, his mind feeling all tingly and warm as memories and knowledge of his previous life and gaming were slowly erased by the effects of the "gas" he had been gradually inhaling over the past ten minutes; instructions of cooking the best dinners, sewing the perfect stitches and knowing how long it would take for her to clean an entire house from top to bottom - wait, her? Brian blinked at this as a sense of unease started to creep in on his otherwise blissful haze. Pursing her lips together, she tried to think about what it could possibly be... it was like she was ignoring something - no, forgetting something important to her ... but what? As she finally realised what it was, it felt like something had clicked in Britney's mind as her lips formed into a perfect "O" shape of shock: It was so obvious! How could she have not remembered the Fourth Value?!
"My, I am such a silly doll today!" she tittered in an airy falsetto, placing a hand up to her mouth - at least until it was stopped by the helmet she wore. As she stood there, Britney shuddered as her body started to adjust to the woman she was mentally becoming; her mop of brown hair bleaching out into an almost platinum shade of blonde as it suddenly slicked backwards before puffing up ever so slightly, each strand becoming healthier and thicker than it had ever been before. Her eyelashes lengthened out next, causing her bright, sky blue eyes to stand out even further as they sparkled with amusement whilst the scruffy shadow on her jawline simply disappeared; leaving the skin there silky smooth. Her attention was soon pulled back to the video as Cornelius started to speak once again:
"The fourth and final value is Perfect Physique! Now, whilst I understand this value might be rather difficult due to the aforementioned rationing and lack of fertile soil above ground, as a woman of Vault 50 I still expect you to do your very best to try and make sure you have the perfect look for your husband! After all, how will you be able to Look Presentable if you do not have a body capable of complimenting your dress or being healthy enough to carry your children?"
As if hearing the Overseer's voice, Britney's body began to change as her scrawny arms and legs started to fill out with flesh, quickly turning them into slender and svelte limbs that glistened as the hair there melted away; turning them into hands meant to grab. Her hands changed next as the fingers slimmed down, the nails hidden underneath the gloves gaining a glossy red polish that complimented her lips... lips that were finally starting to fill out and become plump and pillowy, the sheen of the lipstick that had been applied to them earlier only adding to how kissable they looked.
A dull yet somewhat pleasurable ache suddenly wrapped itself around Britney's waist, and she gasped softly as she felt her pelvis start to slowly stretch outwards into a wide, fertile and curvy pair of hips that, along with the slight pressure above them as she gained a tight hourglass waist, filled out her legging wonderfully - she blushed as she imagined walking about Vault 50 and feeling all the men staring at her when they thought she couldn't tell... which was usually from behind, because she could always feel their gaze fixating on her -
"O-Oh my~!" Britney moaned as an odd yet pleasurable warmth suddenly focused and built up around her rear as the flesh there started to thicken and soften rapidly, filling out and straining against the fabric of her leggings, leaving her with a big, round and jiggly ass - but that was a crude word to use... perhaps behind was the more proper word to use.
But Britney didn't have long to think about fitting replacements for her derriere as the bubbling warmth surged up onto her chest, causing another moan to slip out of her mouth. Immediately slapping her hands onto her chest, Britney's fingers eagerly rubbed and massaged around her nipples, the sensation sending jolts straight down to her length - Britney mind couldn't help but feel like there was something odd about that word... although there was pleasure heading straight to her crotch, there certainly wasn't any odd firmness or growing sensations that would suggest she any kind of odd male appendage down there... not when she was supposed to have something much warmer, wetter, tighter and better...
"Ohhhhhh yes~!" Britney wailed as she felt the area around her chest rapidly push out with thick, spongy and pillowy tissue that slowly but surely filled out her space of her shirt, the buttons popping open from the strain and exposing her newly formed breasts to the air, the two orbs resting snugly against the shirt as they heaved up and down from the hard, hot and heavy breaths Britney was taking in... And with each and every one of those breaths, the flesh around her stomach began to shift and shape themselves, tightening and thinning ever so slightly as the skin there began to soften, leaving her abdomen with the tiniest traces of muscle... after all, a woman of Vault 50 wasn't supposed to be stronger than her husband~!
Her legs wobbling like jelly, Britney would have collapsed to the floor if it weren't for the frame she was hooked into - as one of her hands clasped tightly onto the rails, she frowned slightly as her mind tingled at an odd thought of being invited to some kind of televised entertainment she partook in her youth appeared in her mind... but giggled and shook the silly thought away - it was probably just her getting confused about those Pip-Boys so many people had.
Even if she had tried to think harder, it would have been in vain as Britney's body began to undergo a major change: Just as she was about to stand upright, she doubled over once more and cried out as a massive surge of pleasure suddenly exploded around her crotch and spread across her body. Her hands sliding down to her groin, Britney's eyes rolled backwards as she shuddered from the sensation of something slowly pushing itself deep into her hips, a wet squishing sound just barely audible underneath the classy 50's music that had been looping over and over since the the beginning.
As a final blissful jolt flowed through Britney from the creation of her womanhood, the final changes to her face finally began: Her smooth jaw began to lose all of it's rough masculine edges as her head shifted into a smaller and delicate heart shape that complimented her short yet puffy blown back blonde hair whilst giving even more emphasis to her plump red lips. The brown bushy eyebrows that rested above her brilliant blue eyes thinned out next whilst her nose shrunk and slimmed down into a cuteish button shape.
Still shaking from the aftermath of her transformation, Britney didn't even notice that the animation that had been playing in front of her had long since ended, her shut eyes fluttering vividly as she gently bit down on her bottom lip. She could have stayed there for at least another five minutes were it not for her reverie being interrupted by someone placing a hand on her shoulder, causing her to yelp and jump on the spot.
"Oh! Sorry to have scared you, Britney." said Doug, his hand coming off of her as if he'd touched a hot iron. "How are you?"
"I-I'm quite fine, Doug." she replied faintly, the blush decorating her face only reddening as she wondered if it was still there from her rather.. exciting moment barely a minute or so ago, and she shook her head in an attempt to get rid of the lustful daze that bubbled around in her mind.
"Let's get this helmet off you..." he muttered as he reached forward, his fingers hooking underneath the clasp before pulling it off with one good tug. As an almost silent hiss seeped through the air as the helmet came off, Britney couldn't help but gasp as her face was bathed in crisp cool air - it was only then that she realised just how hot she actually was, a hand automatically fanning her face.
"Gosh, I really did work up quite a sweat there!" Britney said with an embarrassed laugh before pouting. "My makeup isn't all ruined, is it Doug?"
The somewhat bookish looking man gave a fleeting glance at her. "N-No, Britney. You look good." He then quickly walked behind her and pulling the now empty rocket shaped canister off her back before starting to carefully unhook her from the frame. Britney chuckled in a slightly sultry manner as she felt the ticklish way Doug's hands pressed against her waist and back as he did so - there was something about the way he handled her that was almost as if she was some sort of beautiful yet fragile piece of art... and there was something about that thought that she couldn't resist smiling about~
"You're all free now, Britney." Doug said as he walked back into her view. "If you'd like to follow me, please..." The two of them walked out of the room to what Britney knew to be one of the many familiar halls of Vault 50, a perhaps too perfect smile plastered across her face as she walked around...
As E3 2019 began to approach on the horizon, Bethseda Studios was grateful for the appearance of Britney Simmons, who was ever so eager to advertise for "Vault-Tec" in what she believed to be in bunkers filled of people wearing all kinds of odd armour and clothing walked about and took pictures with what seemed to be flat, handheld Pip-Boys. Of course, Britney loved the attention too much to really think about it, especially as many men came over to sample some of the products she stood next to; odd shiny discs contained within thin plastic boxes, along with some tasty Nuka Cola Rum that she was told was glass, but whenever she held a bottle in her hand, she couldn't help but feel like it was plastic...
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