On your further journeys through the wastelands of Phyrras 3 you occasionally

encountered fierce raiders. They ravaged outposts, looted entire villages and

were always in the mood for a bit of good old ultra-violence.

This one here was a feral mutant called Razor, her real name lost to time

and years of bloody wasteland combat. She wore some dangerous looking

blades and shoulder pads, adorned with spikes and sharpened industrial pads.

For some reason her breasts were not protected, just some tape covering her nipples.

Her head was bandaged, but you weren't sure if this was not simply a stylistic choice.

You felt adventurous, and her hard body certainly aroused you to no end.

In slightly misplaced words, you offered some companionship, but she had your true

intentions all worked out from the get go. Her glowing eyes and her teeth gave you

the impression, that she was either going to shank and eat you right here, or that

she accepted the lewd (and probably suicidal) offer.

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