The sun was an hour, perhaps two, from setting but Nora was still right on the edge of the Glowing Sea and there were miles of wilderness between her and Diamond City. Her meeting with Virgil had been productive but the prospect of hunting down one of the Institute's specially trained murder-bots was daunting. She sighed shaking her head and began looking for somewhere that she could make camp for the night.

The idea of making a fire was always appealing but it would just attract unwanted visitors this deep in the wilderness and a yao guai bear or deathclaw noticing her presence wouldn't end well. There wasn't in the much of cover nearby but she could see a small hill with a great view of the area all around it.

Nora kept one hand on the butt of her pistol as she headed for it, her eyes scanning the horizon for any silhouettes or signs that something was nearby. Everything appeared quiet as she climbed the hill however. There were a few trees at the top and a small pond, more of a very large puddle really, in the center. She walked past a patch of grass that had a large number of small holes in it but there didn't seem to be any signs of life. Some snakes native to the area would use burrows made by other animals but these were all too small for rattlesnakes or copperheads.

She moved towards the pond as she unbuckled her metal canteen from her waist shaking it. There was still a small bit of sloshing but the thing was nearly empty. Nora unscrewed the lid and dipped it into the pond before setting her backpack onto the ground. It took a moment of digging through the contents before she found the small container holding the array of pills she carried with her wherever she went. Water purifiers for the canteen and a couple of Rad-X pills for her. Next on the list was clearing out a space for her to place her sleeping bag. There weren't many rocks but plenty of sticks that would have made sleeping difficult. The second task was gathering up as many leaves as she could to make a cushion out of them. It wasn't demanding work but she was breathing a bit quicker by the time it was done.

Nora sat herself on the ground next to her pack and checked the time on her pipboy. Still fifteen minutes to go before the water was safe to drink. She rummaged through the pack again before finding the brahmin jerky she had bought before leaving Goodneighbor in search of Virgil. The food had too much salt on it but it was free of rads at the least.

Her attention started to drift away from the area surrounding area as she began contemplating how she was supposed to kill a courser for the chips they used to teleport in and out of the Institute. The biggest issue was how she was supposed to keep the courser from just teleporting away once the fight had begun.

If Nora had been paying attention to her surroundings then she might have noticed the mottled dark green tentacle perhaps a half inch in diameter making it's way towards her leg. It gently brushed against her shin but she was too distracted to notice until it wrapped around her ankle and squeezed.

"What the hell!?" She bolted to her feet the jerky falling to the ground as she scrabbled for the pistol holstered on her belt. Normally she had no issues drawing the gun but this time her fingers weren't cooperating as she tried to undo the button holding her weapon in place. "Let go of me!"

The clasp finally surrendered her weapon and Nora pulled the pistol out in a reflexive motion. As the gun came out the tentacle let go and then retreated underground as she fired. The laser went wide singing a few blades of grass.

She stared at where the tentacle had vanished, a small bead of sweat running down her forehead. Nora had encountered a lot of unusual creatures in the Commonwealth since being revived. Radroaches, bloodbugs, bloatflies, mirelurks and more but those were all mutated versions of animals that had existed in the old world. She had only seen a single tendril but whatever it was wasn't like anything she had encountered before.

There was a tense pause until a similar looking tendril inched out of a different hole as though gauging how she would react. Nora frowned to herself as she watched it for a few more seconds. The thing had let go like she had yelled and it hadn't made any overtly hostile acts yet. She lowered her pistol a bit but backed up a few feet nonetheless. The tentacle came further out of it's hole but made no movement towards her and instead slowly swayed back and forth as if waiting for something.

Nora decided to try talking again to see how this thing would react "Umm hello... how are you doing tentacle... thing?" The tendril stopped moving for a moment and pointed it's tip at her. "Ok... well you can tell when I'm talking but can you understand me?"

It started swaying again but she couldn't tell what that was supposed to mean or if it meant anything at all. "All right, if you can understand me then put another tentacle out if you have one." A second tentacle joined the first almost immediately. The thing could understand her but it didn't seem like it could speak but or communicate other than by waving it's tentacles in the air. "What do you want?"

Both arms stopped moving and nothing happened for several seconds. Nora kicked herself mentally as she realized the error she had made. The thing didn't seem like it could speak so it couldn't answer questions like that. She would have to stick to questions that could be answered with a simple yes or no. The issue was whether she could trust what it said. Nora's finger pointed at each of the tendrils in turn as she spoke "Wave your left arm for yes, your right arm for no ok?"

It waved it's left tendril in response. "All right then, let's see... is this where you live?"

Yes.

"Can you leave these holes?"

No.

She frowned slightly as she considered what to ask next. "Why did you grab me earlier? Do you mean me harm?"

The sheer vigor that the tentacle began waving 'no' combined with the absurdity of the situation was enough to make her burst out laughing. She was roughly located in the middle of nowhere and trying to communicate with some kind of mute tentacle creature via yes or no questions. Nora found herself glad no one was around to see this since they'd probably have her sent to a mental institution. The arm slowly came to a halt and it's tip pointed at her again as if confused. She put her hand over her mouth as she started regaining her self control "Sorry sorry, this is just really weird and I couldn't help it. So what exactly do you want?"

Nora realized she had made the same mistake again but before she ask another question both tentacles very deliberately pointed at her. It would have been an understatement to say she was taken aback "What? You want me?"

Yes.

"I don't understand. What do you mean you want me?" She had done it again but her confusion was enough to make her miss the error this time. The tendrils waved sporadically before they rubbed against each other, stopped and than pointed at her. Nora felt her brain turning to mush as she tried to figure out what that was supposed to mean before something clicked and it came to her. "You want to touch me? Is that what you're trying to say?"

The ensuing yes could scarcely have been more emphatic. Nora scratched her chin with her free hand as she tried to figure out what to do. The creature didn't seem hostile and this didn't feel like a trap but the whole situation was so far past unusual that she didn't have a good idea how to handle this. Eventually she moved a bit closer and extended her left hand outwards "Ok fine go ahead. But if you try anything funny then I start shooting." She wiggled the gun in her right hand to emphasize that last bit.

One of the tentacles reached further out of it's hole and curved towards her hand. Just before coming into contact the tentacle's tip opened up and a vast assortment of what looked like minuscule feathers reached outwards. The feathers fanned outwards as they enveloped her left hand brushing against her fingers, palm and the back of her hand. She giggled in spite of herself as the light touches continued "That tickles." The feathers stopped moving but Nora shook her head "No it's okay. Keep going."

Nora's guard slowly lowered as the feathers continued gliding all about her hand. She had been keeping her finger on the trigger but she couldn't sense any sort of hostility from this creature. If anything, there seemed to be a sort of gentle affection if those tender caresses were any indication. She took a few steps closer as she holstered her pistol once more. The second tentacle above ground reached towards her other arm and began rubbing against her wrist. The supple limb felt surprisingly warm and it's skin was pleasantly smooth to the touch as it began exploring her arm up to the shoulder. Nora glanced down as she felt something brushing against her ankle. Another pair of tentacles had reached out and were waving back and forth down by her boots. She moved one leg forward to touch one, inviting it to feel her legs. One wound itself around her right calf and the other floated towards her left knee.

This chance meeting had become an almost surreal experience, standing there as the tentacles were exploring her arms and legs. It almost felt like she was getting a massage as the creature squeezed and rubbed the muscles in her limbs. Nora's eyes had just begun to close when she felt one of those tentacles pressing itself against the crotch of her pants.

She recoiled in shock and beat a hasty retreat from the holes in the ground "Whoa whoa whoa! What's the big idea? I didn't say you could do that!." All but one of the tentacles retreated back into the ground and the one remaining drooped it's tip towards the ground in a manner that reminded her of a dog that knew it had done something wrong.

The creature may have been the one in the wrong, but she couldn't help but feel a tiny bit guilty for yelling at it. Nora sighed and folded her arms "That's what you really want isn't it? To fuck me?" A second tentacle came back out and both remained still as if it didn't understand what she had said.

After a few seconds it occurred to her that this thing might not understand the slang she had used, even if it was rather common. Nora rephrased her question to see if that would make a difference. "That's what you actually want isn't it? You don't want to just touch me. You want to have... sex with me?"

A very vigorous yes.

Nora frowned at the response. "All other issues about that aside... would that even work? You're some kind of weird tentacle thing. Can you even have sex with a human?"

Yes.

"You can? How do you know? Have you actually done it?"

Yes.

"With a woman?"

Yes.

Nora stood there, her arms remaining folded, as she considered the holes in the ground. The very idea was ludicrous and it was insane that she was even entertaining the idea at all but she was. It had certainly felt good when the tentacles had been touching her and she couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like to go even further, perverse as it was. How would this even work? Those vines looked vaguely phallic now that she was thinking about it. Her mind conjured up a mental image of a dark green vine taking advantage of her open legs... and her knees trembled.

Eventually she made her way to the edge of the hill and walked in a circle as she scanned the horizon. The land was still and she saw not a sign of life. Nothing was out there. More importantly, no one was out there. She was alone, just her and this strange creature that wanted to fuck her. Her heart began to beat faster and faster as she surrendered to her queer curiosity, to letting this mysterious entity have its way with her body. Nora moved to stand in the middle of those holes in the ground and her voice quavered nervously "Do you need me to do anything?"

No.

A veritable horde of tentacles arose from all the holes to surround her in a forest of swaying dark green vines. A few were the same size as the ones she had seen earlier, others were much thinner and a scant few were noticeably thicker than the rest, perhaps an inch and a half in diameter. Nora remained still as they began converging on the straps and buckles to her leather armor, undoing them with a surprising amount of dexterity. After the armor was tossed to the side, the tentacles wasted no time in going for the clothes she wore under her armor.

Some began undoing the buttons holding her shirt closed while one unzipped her pants, others were untying the laces on her boots and yet more were removing her pip-boy. Nora's breasts began rising and falling in excitement as as more of her lightly tanned skin was revealed. She was expecting that her bra and panties were next but the tentacles instead began wrapping themselves around her limbs and midriff.

She felt herself being lifted up into the air, her weight fully supported by the creature's limbs as it maneuvered her into a reclined position. The tentacles not holding her up advanced inwards on her as they set to work. Tendrils rubbed her calves, stroked her arms, caressed her hips and buttocks and a were even massaging her neck and shoulders. She murmured in satisfaction at their touch and wriggled her hips to loosen a slightly too tight grip on them.

Whether the creature had read her mind or guessed what she wanted, Nora couldn't say but the grip was quickly adjusted without the slightest break from the tentacles stroking her body. It's touches had been rather tame thus far but she could feel her body heating up nonetheless. When the first moan exited her lips, the limbs adjusted themselves accordingly. Tendrils and their tips began boldly exploring the insides of her thighs and one of the larger tendrils started grinding it's length up and down against the thin piece of fabric hiding her most treasured parts from view.

Nora moaned louder and she trembled in arousal as her panties grew damp from her groin's response to what was happening "Oh god that feels really good." The creature was content to keep at it for several long minutes before it pulled back and her panties and bra joined the pile of her clothes fully exposing her body to the evening air. Tentacles wrapped themselves around her breasts and began squeezing while those feathery fingers started teasing her nipples. The large tendril that had been rubbing against her crotch returned but now it was aiming itself at her entrance. The tentacles holding her legs pulled them further apart and the tentacle began to press forward.

Nora began panting in blatant desire as she felt herself stretching to accommodate it's girth as it pushed inside, her juices aiding its entry. The tentacle remained still for a few seconds before beginning to slide back and forth inside of her. Not content to remain a passive participant, Nora began clenching her muscles tightly around the tentacle each time it slid inwards.

The first tentacle she had seen that evening brushed itself against her lips and she opened her mouth to let it in. Her tongue eagerly greeted the new resident with licks and she could taste vanilla as the tendril slid between her lips. Nora shuddered and groaned against the tentacle in her mouth as she felt the tentacle below began thrusting in harmony with the one in her mouth.

One of the thin tentacles found it's way to her clitoris and started rubbing away, making her writhe and tightly clench her fingers onto the tentacles wrapped around the whole length of her arms. And then the creature doubled it's efforts. The tentacles around her breast squeezed harder, the feathers began tugging at her nipples and the tentacles thrust even faster and deeper as the creature lustfully tended to every part of her body all at once. The tentacle in her mouth muffled the sounds but Nora's cries of lust were louder than they ever had been in her life and the deluge of ecstasy was beyond anything her previous partners had caused. And when the breaking point finally came the orgasm shattered her mind leaving her floating through clouds of euphoria.

When Nora's senses returned to her she found herself lying on the grass as the tentacles hovered above her body as if they were watching over her. She sat up with a delirious grin on her face as she reached for the pip-boy. One of the tentacles brushed against her cheek and she could sense a questioning tone to it. "I need to save this hill on my map so I can come back for more." She grabbed the tentacle and pressed it against her lips affectionately. "I might even bring a friend with me."

The tentacle quivered with seeming excitement before brushing against her damp crotch. Nora glanced down, sensing the unspoken inquiry before grinning even wider. "Again? Why not."