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Prompt fill from the New Fallout Kink Meme:
Ghoul companion of your choice is escorting some smooth skin through an area densely populated by feral ghouls and comes to the conclusion that the safest bet for getting their human through that mess alive and intact...is to cum inside/on them until they reek of radiated seed so much so that the ferals will smell nothing but ghoul and leave them alone.
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20 Jun 2026
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“Do you like it?” she asks, taking the yellow-print fabric of her sundress between her fingers.
“Yes,” Charon says. And then, almost like it pains him to say aloud, to express his feelings— “You look very pretty.”
“Thank you, Charon,” she says, and then to show her appreciation that he’s trying to be more vocal— for her, for their son— she raises up on her toes to kiss his mouth. When she settles down, she plays with the string at her breasts, holding the top closed with a bow she’d tied just below the halter top. “I thought it might be good to have something easy to remove,” she says. “To make it easier to feed Jamie, and,” she says, tugging the knot free, her breasts spilling over, “his Daddy.”
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13 Jun 2026
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When he finally speaks, Charon says, “There’s a crib.”
“Yeah?” she says, crossing her arms, leaning in the doorway. Her eyes drag from her husband to the crib in the center of the room.
But before she has a chance to ask— did you change your mind? it’s okay, you can tell me— Charon is speaking again.
“We’re going to need a crib,” he says, his voice low. Almost shy. “For the baby.”
She reaches up to his face, touching his cheeks. She looks up at him with what surely must be stars in her eyes. I love you, I love you, I love you.
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13 Jun 2026
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She hisses, quietly, “Are you being weird about the— the thing, or the— the other thing that happened because of the first thing?”
Charon just stares at her. “The um—” she waves at him. “The you thing,” she says, indicating his rut, and then gestures to herself, “or the me thing.”
It’s like Pandora’s baby. Or— wait. No. Schrodinger’s baby.
Whatever. The baby that may or may not be in her box. Or whatever.
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After the Lone Wanderer and Charon spend their collective heat-and-rut together, they discover Charon’s seed isn’t as barren as they thought. And just as they’re settling into the idea of it, heartbreak follows.
But they’ll be okay. They have each other. Don’t they?
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13 Jun 2026
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“What is going on with you?” she hisses. “You’re being really weird, even for you.”
“I am not— weird,” he says. But he’s stiff. Evading her gaze.
She narrows her eyes at him. Earlier, following her around, and with the sleeping bag— the growling.
As she watches, she realizes he’s being downright squirrely. He knows something is up. He’s just not telling her. She eyes him suspiciously. “You’re not going feral, are you?”
“I am not going feral.”
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Stuck in the Super-Duper Mart during a storm with Charon, the Lone Wanderer realizes far too late what’s happening. He’s not going feral— he’s in rut.
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13 Jun 2026