Thread: The end of the world, ain't that bad. [LeftShield & Queen Chaos]

Amelia, like her brother, was sick of the bunker. Seven years was enough to drive anyone insane, especially when the only company was your parents and your brother. That wasnt to say that she didnt love her family, but she didnt want to spend every waking moment with them. The young woman, merely seventeen years old, felt a growing excitement inside as she watched her brother stash his backpack full of supplies. While his pack was full of everything hey would need, hers was relatively empty and she would be in charge of scavenging more supplies when they reached the small town. I can hardly believe its time. Amelia said quietly, thinking back on the years inside the bunker. To start with they had welcomed the bunker. After all the alternative was death and destruction outside. Not really much of a choice. And on top of that the bunker provided most things they could need food water, safety. But what it didnt provide was freedom, entertainment, sociability or, as was becoming more and more of an issue for Amelia, sex. When she was fifteen, her body and mind slowly developing into those of a woman, Amelia caught her parents have sex. It was late one night, her brother asleep. She could hear the grunts, groans and moans of pleasure as she passed her parents room. Watching from the sliver of open door, she was fascinated with the way her parentss bodies writhed together, looks of passion and pleasure on their faces. And when her father pulled out from her mothers slick entrance she watched as moved. aiming his rather impressive cock at her face. She felt an odd sensation, a moistening between her legs as her came all over her mothers face. She hurried away and tried to forget what she saw, tried not to get aroused when she replayed the memory in her mind over and over again. Now, at seventeen years of age she had become more and more interested and obsessed with sex. She wanted to get out of the vault, see the world and experience these things. If she thought there was even a chance that her brother would be interested shed have jumped him a long time ago. There had even been times when shed followed her brother quietly to watch him when he jerked off, touching herself as she stroked his length. During the past couple of months she had become even more daring, making suggestive, teasing comments, implying that she could hep him out. Given her current state it was a good job they were leaving the bunker, hopefully to meet other people soon. It didnt take her long to prepare once theyd made the decision to leave. She rummaged throughout her room for a decent outfit, though cos of what she wore would barely be called decent in civilised company. She had refused to start wearing most of her mothers clothes, claiming it to be hideous. So when she dressed she opted for a pair of short shorts, which exposed more of her perky butt than they covered up, along with a t-shirt that was more of a crop top. It exposed her flat, toned stomach and cupped her perky D cup breasts perfectly. Underneath she wore no underwear, having grown out of it all. Meanwhile her long auburn hair reached to the small of her back and was pulled into a simple, easy braid to keep it out of the way. Looks like you clean up pretty good. Amelia said with a warm smile, admiring her brother shave and hair cut. She pulled a face, pretending to be insulted whence commented on her clothing. what? I though you like my outfits? She said, flashing him a suggestive grin as she light cupped her breasts. But youre right, town would be a good idea. Then from there on out we keep moving. Always forward and never back to this hellhole. No matter what happens, its you and me, wherever the road takes us. She smiled, watching as her brother began the sequence to open the bunker door. Amelias heart was pounding as the door to the bunker slowly opened with the near deafening creak of gears and rusted metal. Once the two of them began to grow accustomed to the blinding light she looked to her brother, unable to keep a half excited smile from her face. Well, if you insist. She couldnt help but smile as she led the way out of the bunker, passing through the door. There was a chill breeze and her nipples started to visibly harden through her top. The young girl stopped with a gasp when she reached the outside world. Before her was a ruined wasteland. Towns and villages of ruined, ramshackle buildings littered the landscape, grey clouds hung overhead. In the distance was a city of towering skyscrapers, yet there were not visible lights nor signs of life. Its so different she. She said to Luke as they gazed out upon this new world. despite the death and destruction that lay before them, Amelia couldnt help but smile. This was the start of the rest of their lives. The beginning of the new Amelia, free from the bunker, free from her parents and their oppressive, conservative rule. She grinned and pointed to a nearby town, the closest. Seems like as good a place to start as any, right? She suggested, before turning and leading the way west.