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You awaken wearing a horribly dirty coat, along with other clothing of equal dirtiness. Leaning against a wall made up of reused rusted metal and plastic, you find yourself in what appears to be a makeshift bar, the entire building made up of rusty metal and other scrap hardly holding together. Overcome by complete confusion you spy a blanket covering a door way and move through. Now alone, you look down to see two large breasts sitting on your chest, worryingly exited. You feel a strange unnerving wetness between your legs, and your entire body is rather different, in terms of size, shape and general hygiene. You spy a broken mirror, and staring in confirms your fear. You are a woman, worse so, you are Nova from fallout 3! While this is bad enough, it is worse so considering Nova is a post nuclear war whore, living in a hell hole selling her own body for a living. Despite being a character from a video game, everything now looks lifelike, and your body is just as human as your previous one was, meaning the need of food, water and sleep. Later on you meet Moriarty, who takes all of your caps and in-return offers bread and water. As you lie on a dirty mattress, you hear a door open as your first customer slides in... Welcome to your new life, as a whore living in a radiation-filled wasteland, deprived of your basic human needs. I do hope the Megaton bomb has been diffused...