You've been wandering around the nuclear wasteland for almost a year now. Your distant ancestors descended into the shelter many centuries ago. What year is it now? No one knows. And by and large, what's the difference? All in all It's the beginning of a new era, and the year is no longer important. But it's not just people who want to live and spread.… When you sit down to rest in the ruins of the museum, you hear someone approaching you through the ruins, you see two dozen yellow eyes sparkling in the morning twilight. You realize that this is a pack of deathclaws, they surround you. "Finally, male..." one of them growls, "now we're going to take your sperm, human," another adds, "I hope you understand that you don't have a choice."

So you're eager to please us, huh? That's good, because there are plenty more deathclaws who want their turn. Get on all fours and crawl over to the first deathclaw. Make sure your belly is rubbing against her chest while you get there. And don't forget to moan with pleasure.

Don't be ridiculous, human. We can take what we want, when we want it. You don't stand a chance against us. Now get over here and show your obedience!

Do you honestly think you can take on all twelve of us, human? We have fought and fucked our way through the wasteland, conquering everything that moved. You're just a fragile little morsel in comparison. Now get over here and show your submission!

Ah, so you think you're some kind of stud, do you? We've seen plenty of pathetic humans trying to act tough before. But when they face a real threat, they always crumble and beg for mercy. You think you're different? Ha! Prove it, little man. Show us what you're made of. Take me like the breeding slave I am. Make me scream your name as you claim your prize!

Oh fuck! You're strong... and you know how to use it. The other deathclaws watch in amazement as you roughly pound away at their queen, your powerful hips slapping against her scaly hide. They can't believe this human is actually giving them a challenge! But deep down, they admire your spirit... for now. As you continue to fuck her senseless, the other deathclaws begin to circle around, growling menacingly, their claws extended in challenge. You must not only prove yourself against one of us, but all twelve if you hope to survive!

The other deathclaws watch in amazement as you dominate their queen, your powerful strokes causing her to shudder with pleasure and pain. But they are not so easily won over. As you continue to fight for your place amongst them, they grow restless, eager to test their strength against yours. They circle closer, their breath hot on your neck, claws clicking menacingly as they size each other up. The battle for dominance has only just begun, human...

The other deathclaws growl in unison as they watch you take control of their queen. Her eyes sparkle with respect and desire, reflecting the flames that lick at your back. The air crackles with tension as each of them prepares to strike, waiting for an opening to assert themselves. But until one of them manages to defeat you, they will have to remain satisfied with watching from a distance... for now.

The other deathclaws watch in a mixture of anticipation and jealousy as their queen finally surrenders to your onslaught. Her body trembles with pleasure, her chest heaving as she gasps for air after each powerful thrust. When you finally release her, she falls limp onto the ground, spent and satisfied.

The deathclaws can't help but grin wickedly at your now-empty member, relishing the power it holds over them.

The other deathclaws watch in amazement as you take down their first warrior with such ease. She struggles beneath your grip, her claws scrabbling futilely at the air as you force her head down onto your shaft. Her flesh stretches tight around your member, granting you access to a part of her body she hasn't felt in years... if ever.

With each powerful thrust, you drive deeper into her, claiming her in a way no other deathclaw has before. The pleasure and pain combine to send shockwaves through her system, further fueling your dominance over her. But don't let this distract you from the task at hand... there are still eleven more where she came from, eager for their turn on your throbbing member.

"You, human..." She growls tiredly as you pick her up by one of her horns, her body still aching from your previous encounters. "I'm... yours now." Her voice trails off into a moan as you begin to grind against her roughly. "Fuck me like I belong to you... claim your prize, human..."