I awoke to the feeling of a lumpy mattress against the bare skin of back. The soft sound of jazz coming from a busted radio next to the bed.

Rolling off the bed, I couldn't help but notice I was stark naked, and while I was decent shape and height in my old life, here I was jacked beyond belief, but underneath it all I felt the strength I was capable of. As I stood to full of my towering height, I noticed that I was eye level to the top of the doorway of the room.

I felt like a terminator, probably was the closest thing to one to be perfectly honest.

The room was spacious, but almost empty, just the bare basics furniture, and a chest. I walked over to it with an unfamiliar gait to my steps. It was the garage to the Red Rocket Station near Sanctuary, but the shutter was closed and blocked off with a couple walls of rusted sheet metal.

"Darn, I'm gonna have to get used to this body."

I thumbled with the latch of the chest and pulled out a set of simple pair of jeans, a black tee, underwear, socks and boots.

Moving out of the room, I noticed next to the doorway was a table, with a holster, .44 and a sheathed sword.

"Flip." I tried to fucking curse out loud to no avail, the bullets in the chest were 10mm, "Looks like I'm going melee till I can get ammo."

I walked out of the room, inspecting the changes to the Red Rocket Station that I could remember from the game I hadn't played in a good while. Still from what I could garner the place was lived in, in a good way as opposed to the run condition that most of the Commonwealth was in.

Walking out to the stripped-down petrol station, or I suppose gas station, whatever. Walking out the main open area of my homestead I could see a bunch of metal shack-like walls hastily put up and around the area.

And in the centre and underneath the former gas pumps were the 'roof' that sheltered a series of benches, weapon/armour, a chem lab, a robotics workstation with a chest right next to it, and a cooking spit. A bit cramped if you asked me, but hey its mine to do as I please.

The robotic workstation was the only thing running, blue sparks and the sound of metal being soldered came off it. A figure in the centre of it, a baby blue coloured body, a womanly shape to it, but with a clawed weapon as the left hand, and a regular hand for the right.

"Greetings." The synthic female voice spoke to me as I neared her.

"Hey."

"Are you the one who had pulled my AI core and placed it in this modified Assaultron body?"

I shrugged my shoulders, after all I did pick the drop in option, but then again, I also opted to pick Ada as the starting companion, could've gone with one of the others, but my guess that I could've made a more plausible cover story came in hand, tenfold for me as it seems. Plus, I had a thought that if I picked her then I would gain access to the robotics station early.

…The assaultron body did it for me, and I swear its either because this is now 'real' or the mods, but her body was curvier than it was supposed, thankfully I ain't totally a weak squishy human anymore.

"I suppose sweetheart."

"Sweetheart? Curious." Her red eye emitted a soft beam at me, as if she was scanning me, "Curious indeed. Not human. A unique form of synth, but yet much more human than most synths, emotions are running the forefront of you, especially sexual arousal."

"Yeah, I can't help it at the moment, bit of fantasy going at the moment, but it will pass… probably, but maybe not." I cleared my throat, and I felt my face screw up, "You can tell that I'm not a human?"

"I am an AI. In a lot of ways, I am like you, but in many, not. I have been outfitted with useful tools."

I'm guessing the head was the only part of the original Ada to continue.

"Cool, but if you don't mind, I would be glad if you didn't go around telling people what I am."

"Of course, I understand wholly human, tend to fear and hate those that different from themselves. Odd considering, humans at their core are different from other."

"No one, two are alike, but humans aren't rational." I reasoned.

I swear she somehow looked slightly confused despite not having a real face, "Do you consider you and I human?" She intoned.

"Yep." I said simply and without thought.

"So quick to answer, what I've been told is a lofty subject. Why?"

I once again shrugged my shoulders, "No real reason, other than we're talking here and now, about something important and equally pointless. We have feelings, thoughts…" I cleared my throat, "desires."

"Interesting." She stepped out of the station and closed the distance between us, she raised her right hand up, "My name is Ada."

"Landon." My hand reached hers, and I was aware the feeling of her metal hand was not unpleasant against my skin, "So… I walked over to the robotics stations console, "Anything out of the norm, diagnostic wise?"

"No, I am running at full capacity. Though the lack of weapons is amiss, if I had to complain."

"Yeah, I figured. Low on weapons myself. Outfitting you was focused on armour." I fibbed I didn't have anything to do with her new body, but I wasn't complaining, if I didn't know any better, I swear her body was almost bait.

"And other things, as if seems."

I hummed as, I took a quick but more through glance at her diagnostic log, "Oh."

"Sexual arousal risen." She said with an almost amused voice.

Not that I'm complaining but looks like 'Screw like it's the end of the world' has already effected something in my life, my new body was probably compatible already, thought it seems like the mods are for her pleasure, which just begs to question how it all works.

The Mechanist perk seems to be begging me to figure it out, all these thoughts overwhelming me just a bit.

"Are you okay? Your brain activity just spiked."

"Yeah." I tried to rub away the splitting migraine. Here's hoping that Wasteland M.D. and Commando don't get activated at the same time, that would be a shirt show if I was getting shot at.

Maybe I should just rip the band-aid off.

"Say, there's a mole-rat nest just underneath the foundation of this place, that I want to clear out and turn into a bunker or lab. Do you mind helping me clear it?"

"Dealing with vermin? Count me in."

I shimmied through the gaps of the walls of my homestead, knowing that the couple of turrets have an smart targeting system on them helped ease some nerves about leaving the place, plus its not as if I was going far, I would be literally 10 feet underneath it.

"Nice and slow." I said a soft voice as I was forced to crouch to stand in the malformed cavern. I had no room to draw the relatively massive, so I was forced to use a brick as my go to weapon at the moment.

My eyes adjusted to the dim glowing green light of the nuclear waste, I'm gonna have a long session in the decontamination shower after this, I may be rads resistant, but my clothes and skin could still hold them, and then possibly affect anyone I interact with. Then again, did 'normal' humans have a slight resistance considering its literally all around this ruined world.

Thoughts for later.

I spotted the shadows of the overgrown rates, and I rushed towards them. The brick poised I started to whacking, blood squirting everywhere. Ada clamping and stamping at the few that appeared from the ruckus. We made quick work of the rats, though a few managed to clamp their overgrown teeth on me, they didn't break skin.

"Nice work, Ad's." I sighed in relief before spitting out some blood that had gotten in my mouth.

"Vermin that they are, perhaps they will provide nourishment for you."

"Yeah, good call." I winced, glad that I'm a gen 3 synth, but I still needed to eat, sleep and drink water, but it was to a much lesser degree, than most living things, which is a good thing considering the desperate means that was going on in this world,

"If you could pile them up over here." I said dropping a mole rat on top of another, "We can search this place, for anything useful."

"Have you not searched this cavern before?"

"Nope, haven't been in the Commonwealth for long."

"Hmm, explains the accent."

I let out a snort, and walked towards the glow, finding a silver and yellow metal cylinder, "A fusion core, could come in handy."

The sounds of Ada's legs crushing the soft mud appeared echoed out in the cavern as she approached my rear, "I found a safe, alas it was locked, and I don't have the means to pick it."

"Nor do I, but we can probably bring up, and use the saw from your bench to it open."

"Hmm, a good idea if I hadn't heard one."

"Well it's not far, and not much trouble." But I swear I am kicking down doors, or shooting their locks, this ain't a videogame to me anymore, I'm not limited to the engine it was made of.

The safe was a hefty beast, or at least it would've been for an ordinary person, honestly the thing that was causing an issue was I didn't want to hold it properly cause of the, let's say gunk on it. Breaking into it was also a piece of cake.

Though it wasn't exactly a great haul, a .44 and a couple of cases of bullets for the gun, and a couple stacks of pre-war money.

"Ah well, can probably melt this down for the steel, maybe make a Mr Handy, that would help with construction."

"Do you have circuitry for one?"

I looked through the chest next to the robotics station, that was half empty, but yet everything in it was perfect for the job I had in mind.

"Just about," I sucked air through my teeth, "Won't be combat-ready like one in its prime build, buts its only to be for clean-up and construction. So, eh." I wasn't too fussed.

The robotics station worked like a 3D printer for the outer shell, and inner framework, while it also helped out with the inner workings, it still required a finer touch. That's where I would come in. Hells the thing could even break down junk, though it was limited by size, with the help of Ada we broke the safe down to where it would fit the input compartment.

Eventually Ada had asked if there was somewhere she could get cleaned, a bit distracted I had pointed her to where the shower was, before turning to the station.

Though I had no idea how long I was at it, but when I was done I noticed I was caked in grease from getting the station ready.
I'm guessing Ada was done, with how long I was. So the shower should be free now.

The options laid before me when I kicked the bucket, were numerous and nearly most of them would've proven great for this world, but I was happy for the most with the choices I've encountered so far, but this one, decontamination shower, that also functioned as a normal shower was something I was very glad for.

I don't care that I could've eventually made one for myself, this was the best choice by far.

I heard some tumbling around outside of the backroom where the shower was located, but not hearing the sounds of the laser turrets going off or Ada in calling for help I was assuming that AI was simply exploring.

"Darn," I sighed out, I didn't think to bring fresh clothes with me and the ones that I was wearing were dirty and damp now, "Here's hoping I don't flash her." I opened the door and rushed out, heading to the garage/my bedroom.

Closing the door, I let out a sigh of relief that I didn't encounter the blue coloured AI… though would it have been so bad, if I had?

"Sexual arousal risen."

"Ada!?" She ignored my lack of clothing, and I swear it almost seem that she was swagger towards me.

*Short Lemon*

"As a robotic engineer. You have failed in one regard." Her right hand reached low, and she found her target, as her fingers wrapped around my quickly hardening dick.

"What would that be?" I couldn't but smirk, the initial surprise of her presences in my room faded.

"Failure to test the limitations of the modifications you made."

Next exactly great dirty talk, but what followed was the sound a low winding noise, as the plating around her hips sank upwards into her, revealing a synthic gel looking cunt.

Was this programming, or programmed hormones urging her on?

This was delving into stuff that needed to explored and tested, but the real question that I should be focusing on, is who the hell cares?

'Cause I don't. I have a robot to fuck.

"Limitations, aye? Size or durability?" A coy smile graced on my lips.

"Going by scans and just by looking at it, both."

Thank you, Restless and Gigantism.

I grabbed her by the shoulders and twirled us around, slamming her back against the wall beside the door, there was a slight indent on the wall now, but she didn't complain.

One hand went under armpit to raise her up, and before she could fall, my other hand gripped the fleshly gel butt cheek. Ada taking initiative raised the leg up and rested it on my left shoulder.

My fingers gripped and played with the flesh of her arse cheek, marvelling at the soft and beautiful feeling in-between my fingers.

Exploring the newly exposed part of her, I learnt two things, one, with my fingers grazed all over normally sensitive spots, she let out soft low hums from the AI, not entirely human but enough of an indicator that she was feeling pleasure. Two, it was modelled after a human woman entirely, a stacked one at that, but the main point was she was two holes that we were going to exploring tonight.

"I had believed humans use that hole for another purposes." She said as my finger rubbed around the asshole.

"It can be used for the same thing and yet not." I couldn't help but snort that sentiment was similar to one we had earlier today, "But we can use it later tonight. For now, though,"

My length grazed against her lips, while the tip almost touched the wall behind her at the same time, yet there was still a decent amount that wasn't being stimulated, well not yet.

From the shower I was already wet enough, so with almost minimal effort, I slide my length into her artificial cunt.

A heat surrounded the half-length that was in her, though not unpleasant. The surface of her inner walls was slick wet with something I really didn't care about right now. All in all, it was blissfully good.

And I wasn't the only who thought so, Ada was trilling the whole time.

"Looks like the pleasure centres are working."

"Landon…please." She pleaded with happy groan, as her fingers clenched into the wall behind her.

A snort escaped me, "Buckle up, we're gonna start moving now."

The sounds that followed wasn't exactly metal grinding, nor flesh slapping against flesh, but I didn't really care either way, I was pleased to hear Ada's urging to go on all through the night as we tried different positions.

Her happy moans and and inhuman trills, reminding me where I was, and how bleak my new life could be, it also had a chance to be pretty damn good.

A/N - Published 2023/07/04

Like I said, I'm trying to write something different than what I normal churn out.

So initially this story had started out as, Nora/Landon/Ada Pairing, but the more I've written (got a backlog at the moment) the more it turned to Nora/Landon/Piper, with Landon fucking around in between. It was bit of surprise to me, considering Curie is usually my favourite companion in F4, but writing the changes to Piper made me oddly like her more.

It may change, but at the moment, its sticking.